"How are you going to help me?" Locke smiled faintly, he knew that his mind was not pure, and he lacked the courage to move forward. But this one in front of me.... Can personality replace oneself?

Locke can imagine this self born in his own thoughts. Influenced by the ideas of the afterlife, how can the mind be as pious and pure as the paladins of this world?

"Let me take over the body, or we fuse." Locke on the other side looked at him with a smile, "It takes my courage to defeat the monsters outside. ”

The air was filled with a hazy white smoke, and the surrounding walls of flesh shrank silently into the distance. Locke looked down at his hands, which had become delicate during this period of neglect of training, and the raised flesh cocoons on his hands gradually subsided.

"You need to make a decision quickly," the fake Locke who represented courage looked at him, "and you are still needed in the battle outside." ”

Locke slowly clenched his hands, which made the green tendons and veins on the tiger's mouth jump. He bowed his head and said silently, "Do you know how we are different from the aborigines of this world? ”

"Does it still make sense to say this?" Locke, who claimed to be courageous, looked up at him intently, "Is it possible for you to go back?" Are you willing to go back? After you have left this world, what else is worth showing after returning to Earth? ”

With a few chuckles, Locke lowered his head.

Now let him go back, he really doesn't want to go back, he has completely integrated into this world.

"You have to be a pure Azeroth to let go of the mixed thoughts in your heart. And I, the responsibility of appearing here, is this. The other Locke said righteously, "The mixed memories in your heart have kept you wandering outside this world. ”

"They... It's time to give up..."

The air became silent, and there was nothing around. The walls of flesh were all gone, and the surrounding area was firmly covered by a thick blue mist.

"Do you really think so?" With a few sneers, Locke narrowed his eyes again, and he looked back at the Locke. "It seems that I was wrong, you are not really me. You've been added something! The real me will not persuade me to give up our world. ”

The surroundings change rapidly, the gloomy environment inside the sarcoma disappears, and two lockes appear in a savannah.

Under the white clouds and blue sky, Locke, who was wearing a full suit of armor, raised his head and spread his hands to look at the sky, "This is the earth, the world you have never touched." The world I never forgot, the world I'll never forget. ”

As soon as Locke finished speaking, time in this world suddenly began to speed up! The grass began to grow wildly, and the landscape began to change drastically! The forest has grown from a small sapling to a large forest that spreads for thousands of miles! The prehistoric fish climbed ashore from the water and evolved rapidly, from crawling to erect! Huge dinosaurs appear on Earth to catch huge prey!

The other Locke, calmly watching the time around him pass by like a white horse, watching the birth of mankind and the emergence of civilization. Until the high-rise buildings suddenly rise to the ground, all kinds of cars are driving on narrow or wide roads, people are wearing strange clothes, holding mobile phones in their hands to make calls and video chat with people....

He was completely silent.

"Now, you can tell me who you really are. Or rather, who sent you. ”

Despite his medieval armor, Locke walked the streets of the busy metropolis one step at a time. His Western appearance, shiny armor and strange robes caused many people to surround him.

They took a picture of Locke with their mobile phones, greeted Locke in broken English, and asked to take a photo. Some of the women shouted, and they stepped forward to take a selfie with their arms around Locke's cold arm.

Locke looked at them with a smile, and he wanted to talk to them. But he knew that this was all just his own fantasy, and all this was fake.

But for the eternal world in his heart, he stood quietly in place, allowing people to make all kinds of undue demands on him in the world of his fantasy.

This is his world of thinking, and everything here is up to him!

But this idea was soon forcibly changed ...

Everything in front of me suddenly disappeared, the house, the car, the screaming men and women, the noisy crowd around the flash of the mobile phone... It's all gone.

There was darkness all around, only the blazing light behind him.

Sigh and turn around...

Locke's expected, somewhat unexpected discovery, that the other Locke had turned into a swirling ball of golden light.

"Human, your world makes me feel alive." A woman's deep voice came out of the golden light, "But I also felt its groans of pain. ”

Rock shrugged, that's an undeniable fact. The earth has suffered all kinds of trauma for a long time, and this is a good thing done by humans, a parasite that lives on its body.

"Your planet has given birth to a brilliant civilization and history, and I should not want to erase the remnants of such a splendid civilization in your mind. I retract my decision," the golden light slowly drifted in front of Locke and surrounded him, "Perhaps that's why I chose you among the trillions of civilized worlds. ”

The holy light burrowed into Locke's body bit by bit, and his heart became fuller, and many problems that had plagued him for a long time were solved.

"You have a clear heart, and you know exactly what you're doing." The golden light was hot again, "Courage has always been in your body..."

"Azeroth may really have a different future because of your existence...", her voice was a little relieved, but also a little tired, and she said in a staccato voice, "Darkness... Can't erode you... I need... Rest...."

"Be you... Think... Target. ”

The surrounding scene quickly collapsed, and light once again shone through the darkness, dispersing the space and making it all brighter again. Locke quietly looked at the place where the female voice had disappeared, and he vaguely understood the origin of this disembodied female voice.

There is only one god that Azeroth can call a god, and that is Elune, the goddess of the moon worshipped by the Night Elf priestesses.

According to the legend of Locke's time travel, Elune is said to be the consciousness of the star soul on the planet Azeroth. As a result, she was named the only true god of Azeroth, a claim that was not confirmed at the time. Before Warcraft 7.0 was opened, I came here inexplicably. But after thinking about it, the god who can pull himself here across dimensions and universes, with this kind of strength, has no other possibility than the Titans, right?

And one notable feature is that the priestesses of Elune use the power of the Holy Light, which has been around since ancient times. So, the system that suddenly and inexplicably lost its traces before was probably some kind of guidance that Elune made in order to integrate into this world faster?

If you think about it this way, you can understand that you are receiving the Light for the first time, because Elune has the power of the Light herself.

The black and white space collapsed further, and in this shattered space, Locke sensed a place in the starry sky in the distance through the broken space fragments, and suddenly emitted patches of golden light, which seemed to illuminate the darkness in that sky.

At the last point of the collapse of this space, Locke vaguely saw a group of small flying dots of golden light disappearing into the darkness after the golden light disappeared at an extremely high speed. But before he could see more, his eyes suddenly stabbed with unbearable pain, as if there were countless small needles piercing his eyelids, so that he had to close his eyes.

Maybe it was a long time, or maybe it was a short time, and the constant noise in my ears suddenly disappeared. The whole world became clear, as if those who were chattering in their ears had been driven away.

Locke slowly opened his eyes, covered in rubble from his own impact on the mountain wall. In the distance, Demytia and the gnomes, as well as Tyre's guards, made all sorts of surprised or frightened expressions in the shadow shield formed by the weapon in Demyteah's hand.

They really seemed to see something different, so much so that everyone trembled in horror. Locke frowned and looked in front of them, empty, nothing....

Locke turned to look at Clarass, who was holding Fatheon's body in his arms in a strange position. The tentacles on its chin had somehow been dug deep into Fatheon's head, and from Locke's angle, the tentacles seemed to be transparent, and something like a liquid was being transported into Crasis's face.

Is this guy eating people? Or are you sucking something from Fatheon's head?

Pushing away several pieces of falling rocks from the cavern that had fallen on him, Locke walked out of the debris of the wall with two swords. Whether it was doing it or not, it had just woken up from thousands of years of slumber and was undoubtedly the weakest. If you don't sink this time to kill it, then what are you waiting for?

After so many paranormal events, Locke suddenly lost his fear of this kind of thing. But he instinctively felt a deep disgust and rejection for this kind of thing, which came from inexplicable, but it affected Locke's senses.

Darkness can't eat away at me? Could this be Elune's gift just now?

Locke's actions alarmed Crasis over there, and it slowly raised its head, and several of the same tentacles on that huge face stopped moving instantly. Its dark and deep gaze stared at Locke, as if Locke could clear it out of its sorcery and make it feel incredible.

Smack!

Fatheon's monstrous corpse was casually left on the cave wall, and it watched as Locke ran suddenly, his hands waving his pincers, and the ancient divine language in his mouth once again uttered in a hoarse insect-like sound.

“Sk'yahf qi'plahf PH'MAGG! (Your soul will suffer endless torment!) )”

Why he was able to understand the ancient gods, Locke could only boil down to Elune's help. But it's too late to think about it now, compared to the others, this guy rushing over and trying to kill himself is the most serious problem.

Locke didn't want to try with this guy to see who was stronger, but before Locke was as strong as ever, an infinite desire to fight suddenly surged in his heart. So much so that Locke stood in place, holding up the Scamdo and Phoenix Blades high.

Two long swords shining of different colors crossed into the fists that Crasis smashed.