There was something strange about Kael'thas at this moment.

He felt something strange and scary to Kalia.

"Brother!"

But she still couldn't resist the joy and got up and ran over to break the silence of the other party, and the world seemed to start moving from a standstill, and the sound of the waves began to rise again.

"Great, you're safe"

Seeing that there were no signs of battle on Kael'thas, Kalia finally put her worries to rest.

She found the pitch-black cloak, but she was only puzzled by its length, and did not think of a deeper meaning.

"Well, I'm fine, I escaped after you guys left."

Kael'thas casually told a lie, and the color in his eyes became much milder.

After all, the underground experience was a dream, and it was not as complete as the physical experience of the present world, and his long-dormant feelings began to recover rapidly.

"Kalia"

Kael'thas turned his gaze away from the Ember Bringer, wanting to ask Kalia something.

"Brother, I caught it this time"

However, Kalia's actions stopped him, and the woman wrapped her arms around Kael'thas and buried her head in his chest.

Her height is just right for this movement.

The scent of an unknown floral scent wafted from Kalia's hair and spilled into Kael'thas nose.

It is a very fresh and very warm aroma.

"I won't let you say goodbye again."

The words with a hoarse voice are showing the fragile heart of a woman who pretends to be strong.

In the Emerald Dream, Kalia made great efforts and even swore to herself that she would never miss a confession again.

Eventually, however, Kael'thas left to pour cold water on her.

Every time, every time!

Quel'Thalas's first encounter, a short knightly journey, a tragic orc war, and a sad demonic invasion

It hasn't changed since I was a child.

Kalia suddenly discovers that no matter what she does, there is only one end result, and that is separation.

More than 10 years along the way. The separation was like a curse, widening the distance between the two of them.

How many decades are there in life?

"Brother, I don't have youth anymore"

Kalia hugged Kael'thas and hugged her so tightly that she didn't even dare to raise her head:

"I don't want to wait any longer."

She couldn't wait any longer

Kalia became a knight and a king, and neither of them was a result to be waiting for, but an all-out effort.

Waiting does not lead to results - this is the truth.

"Do you love me?"

Kael'thas's words were like waves crashing on the shore.

“”

Kalia looked up in shock, the fog in her eyes still not dissipating - it was the first time she had heard Kael'thas ask so calmly and bluntly.

Maybe he'd asked something similar before, but it didn't feel like a long way off.

Kalia's body trembled, her mind seemed to pause, and a woman's intuition made her aware of the possibility.

"Love me, love me, love me more than anyone else!"

She grabbed Kael'thas by the garment and looked at him, her voice raising a little with excitement.

This question does not need to be asked at all.

Kael'thas instantly felt like a fool. But I feel that this is a necessary question.

He took a breath of the sea breeze and reached out to hug Kalia, this time gentler than ever.

"Kalia, I want you to do me a favor."

Surprisingly, however, he didn't respond to Kalia right away.

"Hmm. I promise. ”

Kalia was lost in his arms, albeit a little lost. But he agreed directly without asking.

At this time, even if Kael'thas asked her to betray the world. She's willing to do it.

But Kael'thas doesn't need her to betray the world.

"I want you to pick up the Ember Bringer and stab it inside my body"

Again, he spoke astonishingly.

Kalia's body stiffened.

"What did you say?"

She felt like she had misheard.

"There's a dark monster inside me"

Kael'thas goes on to explain:

"I think the Ember Messenger might be able to chase it away."

He had discovered the darkness within himself, and that darkness had become one with his soul.

Legend has it that the Ember Bringer, who was able to banish all darkness, was now a hope for Kael'thas to save himself, and he did not want to be swallowed by the darkness.

The Silver Dragon's body didn't matter even if he died, what mattered was that his soul had to be purified.

However, even if Kael'thas told Kalia the truth. And promised to live without this body, she still can't do it.

"No, don't!"

She even broke free of Kael'thas and took a few steps back with the Ash Bringer:

"I don't want to do anything to you, you're going to die!"

As the master of the Ember Bringer. She knew the power of the sword better than anyone else.

The Ember Bringer is a symbol of justice and light that restrains the forces of darkness, but its nature as a weapon remains unchanged.

That is to say, the Ember Messenger can kill good lives and souls as well.

Use it to attack Kael'thas and it might wipe out the good soul along with it.

"Brother, let's go find the guardian dragons, they will help you!"

Kalia had a flash of inspiration and immediately thought of a solution.

But Kael'thas shook his head.

"They can't help me."

No one knew the power of the guardian dragons better than the Silver Dragon, and he had tried, and the power of the guardian dragon could only temporarily shelter his soul, not banish the darkness.

In fact, he is now in the shelter of the earth, and the cloak is an outward manifestation.

The darkness in Kael'thas was beyond his imagination when he realized it, and more seriously, Kael'thas himself had no way to fight it.

That darkness was closely related to him, and the self-preservation mechanism of the soul made it impossible for him to attack him.

"Kalia, I'm sorry."

Kael'thas vanished, appearing out of thin air in front of Kalia, reaching out to hold her down.

"I'm going to kiss you."

His words made Kalia forget about her struggle for a moment, and she stared blankly at Kael'thas as her face slowly approached.

Some cold lips pressed hard. Followed by intertwined and chasing tongues, Kalia quickly lost herself in the turmoil, not even noticing that a breath of blood had crept into her mouth.

It was the blood of the Silver Dragon, and even though it couldn't completely control anyone outside of the Dragons, Kael'thas could use it to instruct Kalia to launch a few attacks.

- Do you want to control her to eliminate the darkness? ――

――Naive idea,I'll give you a gift〜

It was pitch black and deep, and a voice that had never been heard before suddenly sounded in the heart of Kael'thas, followed by an explosion of complete silver blood.

The male's desire was stronger than ever, and in Kael'tham's sight, Kalia's armor and clothes began to fade, and a thin layer covered her snow-white and plump body. Moving curves loom in the background.

"Brother"

Not only him, but even Kalia, who had absorbed his blood, became heart-pounding and spring-like.

Her hoarse voice was like the last fuse, burning Kael'thas sanity in an instant.

He hugged Kalia again and began to kiss fiercely, and a battle between men and women was on the verge of breaking out.

The icy tide rattled rhythmically against the shore, muffling the small fall of the Ember Messenger and the armor. The night is getting darker.

The reef kept shaking, shaking the clothes on one side.

Over and over.

A weeping moan rang out. Kalia lay on the ground with her fat round buttocks cocked. The legs are sometimes cocked up and down, sometimes left and right apart, and the toes are straight.

Her beauty has a kind of seductive feeling at such times.

However, Kael'thas had nothing but despair.

When the wind was calm and Kalia slept tiredly, Kael'thas stroked her head and asked coldly in his heart:

"Who are you?"

"Sargeras."

Very bland answer. Perhaps not enough to show the majesty of the name.

Sargeras, Lord of Demons, the One Who Burns Everything.

Legend has it that Egwene, the most powerful human guardian of all time, killed Sargeras alone and buried him in the sea. But that's something a fool would believe.

It was because of Sargeras's possession that Medivan in the back caused the disaster, and he was not able to get rid of it until he died.

However, no one would think that Sargeras was dead.

Kael'thas had never doubted Sargeras's survival, either, but he couldn't figure out why Sargeras was in his soul.

"I've been watching from the beginning."

As if to see through Kael'thas thoughts, Sargeras chuckled lowly:

"The Endless Void is the world of demons, who do you think brought you to this world with the young you?"

"Who do you think helped you win that bet?"

Before Kael'thas came to this world, Sargeras had planted the seeds of darkness in him, and it has been hidden to this day.

He quietly protected the soul from this world, and secretly spent a huge amount of money to avoid detection and kill the original Lotherma.

Everything now is a game that Sargeras has set up a long time ago.

"Not right"

Kael'thas is not stupid, so naturally he will not be simply fooled:

"If you were in my soul, Nozdorm wouldn't have been completely unaware, and there's Medivan"

If Sargeras had stayed in his soul, who had caused Medivan to cause all the calamities?

Besides

If Sargeras had been in Kael'thas in the first place, why didn't he just snatch Kael'thas and the Sunwell when he rebuilt the Well of the Sun?

None of this makes sense.

"It is me who possesses Medivan and I have planted only a seed of darkness in your soul, which will not be discovered by anyone."

"Remember the Dragonlord's Blade? It's the key to the seed."

Sargeras's suggestion stunned Kael'thas.

A cold aura surged up in an instant, and the Dragon King's Blade used the power of the guardian dragon, but it was created by the demon.

"You're at that time"

Kael'thas understood.

The moment you accept the Dragon King's Blade shard, time shatters and Nozdorm's surveillance is ineffective.

Sargeras had planned it from the beginning, and even if Kael'thas didn't look for it, the fragments of the Dragonlord's blade would inevitably reach his hands in the end.

"It's too late, your soul has become one with the seed I planted, digest it, or wait for me to devour it, you have only two options."

In another timeline, Kael'thas chooses digestion in order to survive

Digestion, however, also represents depravity. (To be continued.) )