The blue portal light shattered behind Varian, the king's body had been deteriorating since 3 years ago, whether it was the priest of the Cathedral of Light, the paladin of the northern frontier, or even the mysterious shaman, after coming to check, there was only one conclusive conclusion, the soul of this king was damaged. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Damage to the soul, manifested in the physical body, manifests itself as physical weakness and even sudden syncope.

But no one could find the cause of His Majesty's illness.

Benedictas even used his own power to strengthen Varian's soul for this reason, without this king, his secret manipulation of Stormwind would also fail, at least at this time, Benedictas could not allow Varian to die.

In fact, the stronger Lagosh is, the weaker Varian is, although the two people are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, even the boundaries of a world, but they themselves share a soul, the weight of the soul is fixed, and when Lagosh reaches the strongest state, Varian is destined to enter the weakest period.

After passing through the portal, Varian's face turned even paler, indicating that what Benedictas said just now that he was not fit to travel was not just an excuse to block.

However, as the palace guards led them into Princess Kalia's parlor, Varian and the four marshals were stunned at the door, for opposite them another dark-haired man was sitting there, and when he looked up, he was stunned.

The two Varians, exactly the same, except that Lagosh had black hair and a fierce scar on his face, while Varian had white hair and a tired and weak face.

The two people are like one body and two sides, except for that face, no matter from demeanor to expression, to temperament, there is almost no place that is the same. And Wendsol, who was following Varian, grew his mouth even more, and he looked at the people sitting next to Lagosh, and finally at Miss Mage.

"Lady Gianna, you... He?"

Gianna nodded, signaling that Wendthor was right, the old marshal had also personally participated in the operation to save Varian, so he knew about the king's half-body.

But the others didn't know that Wendsol and the insider were extremely tight-mouthed, and when the other three marshals saw Lagosh, their eyes were straight, and they instinctively told them that something terrible must happen today!

"You're my half?"

"My name is Lagosh, and they say we are divided. ”

The two Varians looked at each other, and although they didn't speak, they could clearly hear each other's voices, in their hearts!

Prince Anduin sat beside Princess Caria, and the eldest princess looked at the two identical Varians, and also had a headache, she turned her head to look at Liadrin, signaling that important business could begin.

Liadline took two steps out, opened another door, and Calvincent and Black Horn, who had shrunk their bodies, walked in, and the moment they saw the Viku people, the hands of several marshals were on the hilt of their swords, whether it was temperament, appearance, or dress, this Viku people did not seem to be good people.

Calvincent himself didn't care about etiquette, he strode towards Lagosh, laughed and hugged Lagosh, the black horn nodded politely to Princess Kalia, but this last black dragon is still the camouflage of the Supreme Mountain Minotaur, a tall black bull salutes the petite eldest princess, how does it look a little nondescript.

Gavincent exchanged a few words with Lagosh, then looked around, and found that most of the people here were acquaintances, and Varian was selectively ignored by him, and in the hearts of the Viku people, even if it was soul fusion, it must be the brave Lagosh as the main body.

"This is Blackhorn, the High Priestess of the Supreme Kaolin Minotaur of the Broken Isles!"

Calvincent pointed to the black horn standing behind him and said to the others, "But don't be fooled by this guy's appearance, his real identity is a black dragon, and it is said that he is the last black dragon who is still awake!

"Black Dragon!"

Lagosh cautiously took a step back, faintly standing in front of Anduin, although he lost his memory, the remaining instinct told him that it was his mission to kill all the black dragons (this was described in Lagosh's appearance), and Marshal Wendthor also held the hilt of his sword in front of King Varian after hearing the identity of Black Horn.

The old marshal also had no good feelings for the black dragon.

The black horn didn't care, he shook his huge bull's head and looked left and right, and said to those who were watching him,

"Guys, I'm awake and I have Deathwing's blood in my veins, but I was close to hatching before he fell, so I wasn't infected by his madness, and if you have dragon companions, you might as well ask them to come out and recognize them. ”

When Gianna heard this, she waved her hand to Moam, the Obsidian Destroyer, who was standing next to her, who had now become almost a member of the court of Theramore, and he was very good at talking, and even Princess Kalia loved this moving stone monster.

"Moam, help me get Demi and Darth over. ”

"Yes, mistress!"

Moam shook his body and left quickly, and a few minutes later, Demytil and Darth the Dragonman, who were wearing green armor, pushed open the door and walked in, but the first moment he walked into the room, Demytil's eyes fell on Black Horn,

"You... Who are you!Black Dragon, you shouldn't be there... Wait, your breath, you're not depraved!"

Darth's loud voice also sounded at this time,

"Ysera, I've seen a pure-blooded black dragon, didn't you perish during the Battle of the Dragons?"

The blackhorned ox had a helpless expression on his face, and he shrugged his shoulders,

"I don't know how, but when Hune brought me back to the High Ridge, I was still a little dragon cub, well, now that my identity has been proven, isn't it time to start the ceremony?"

The black dragon looked a little agitated, he flicked his tail, and said in a rough voice,

"There's still a lot of work for me to do, and it's for the sake of Calvincent's face that I'm able to find time to get here. ”

The room was silent, and after more than ten seconds, the eldest princess spoke,

"This... Mr. Black Dragon, are you sure you can heal Varian's condition? I haven't seen them split with my own eyes, but standing in front of me are two living people, and I can't imagine how to fuse them together?"

This question is obviously also of concern to others, so everyone is waiting for Heijiao's answer, Heilong probably thinks that this is not clear, so he simply skimmed a lot of professional words, and the process is very simple.

"Well, to put it simply, His Majesty's luck is very bad, he was torn apart by the secret magic of the black dragon, you see they are two people, this is because one of the people's body was created by magic, in fact, they share a soul, the total amount remains the same, the stronger one is, the weaker the other, when one is strong to the extreme, the other will be on the verge of death, and their lives are connected, one is dead, the other will also die. ”

As he spoke, Blackhorn walked up to Lagosh, realized that he pulled up his sleeves, and then showed his scarred arm to Varian on the other side, and asked softly,

"When did you leave this scar?"

Lagosh thought for a moment, "2 years ago, in the Bloody Mallet Gladiatorial Arena. ”

Then Black Horn pointed to another hideous scar, but this time instead of asking Lagosh, he wanted to see a thoughtful Varian,

"Then tell me, Your Majesty, when this scar of his was made. ”

Varian paused for a moment, then touched his shoulder,

"One year ago, about 14 months ago, that night, my arm suddenly hurt like it was going to crack. ”

The black horn turned his head to look at Lagosh, the black-haired gladiator's expression was a little glazed, obviously, Varian was right, and Valera hugged Lagosh's shoulder, obviously, she had guessed the truth of the matter.

Black Horn glanced at everyone one last time,

"So, they are one and the same, sharing all the pain, all the happiness, and there is the unfortunate news that His Majesty's body is not as strong as that of Lagosh, to be precise, Lagosh has taken too much of his soul, so His Majesty is about to run out of oil, and when he dies, Lagosh will die with him. ”

The black dragon's voice was like a cold guillotine, making the entire hall silent,

"They are dragging each other into the abyss right now, and there is only one way to save them, to restore them, and I can unravel this magic, but it depends on whether you are willing to believe me. ”

"Wild... Ridiculous!"

The first to jump out was Duke Leorik, the one-armed general who looked at the black horn like an enraged beast, and said viciously,

"You liar! I don't believe it! How could this be, King Varian was fine when he was rescued from your evil kindred, you evil creatures must have plotted to kill him! And this human, he is also an accomplice, you..."

"All right! Leoric!"

Varian didn't speak, Wendsol waved his hand to stop Leorik's roar, and the old marshal, who had not smoked for a long time, trembled his left hand, took out his pipe from his arms, and after taking a deep breath, he looked up at the black corner, and said word by word,

"The success rate... What is the success rate?"

"You're crazy!Wendsol, how can you put your majesty's life in the hands of a guy of unknown origin!

Duke Leoric, who was loyal to the royal family, was excited, but Wendsol's voice directly overshadowed his voice in the next moment,

"Listen to me!"

Leorick was startled by the roar, and then he heard Marshal Windthor whisper details of how he had saved His Majesty Varian from Onexia's lair that day.

"That's the way it is, after it's over, I, Lady Gianna, Commander Berval and Erigor, the four of us who know all this have been concealed, just to avoid the shaking of the kingdom, and Princess Kalia should also know about it, so sitting in front of you is indeed the king's half, and Knight Dick has been plotting to find him, and now he has fulfilled his promise and brought back the king's other half. ”

Windsol's eyes were already bloodshot, and it was obvious that the old marshal was also under a lot of pressure, and he swept over the crowd present,

"Therefore, the decision on the issue should now be given to the two Majesties, and only they have the right to decide their own fate!"

The gray-haired Wendthor stood up and bowed deeply to the pale-faced Varian,

"Your Majesty, when you recover, I will be at your disposal!"

With that, the old marshal strode out of the room, and the second to leave was Caria, who dragged an anxious Anduin out of the room, then Darth and Demi, Gianna, Leadrin, Bearskin, and Calvincent, and finally, Valera affectionately left a kiss mark on Lagosh's forehead and left the hall with tears in her eyes.

Varian and Lagosh sat facing each other in the empty house, with Pointe-Noir standing by the far window, leaving room for the two peculiar creatures.

After a few seconds, Lagosh looked up and looked at the white-haired guy opposite him who looked exactly like himself,

"You know, I used to hate you!"