Lu Li didn't know what to face Varian.

There is no doubt that Varian's father, Ryan Ureon, was a great monarch and a clever strategist who protected Stormwind from the first assault of the horde army that had entered Azeroth with the power of Stormwind alone.

Whether in the Human Alliance or in the Stormwind Kingdom, King Ryan is an incomparable hero.

However, young Varian didn't even have time to learn from his father how to become a king, and he lost him completely, King Lane's most trusted agent, the orc Garona, who was forcibly manipulated by Gul'dan to tearfully assassinate Ryan in the court of Stormwind. Varian witnessed his father's death and engraved the image of Garona's assassination of Ryan in his young mind, which became the most unforgettable sight of his life.

In Lu Li's opinion, if Varian had a person who hated him to the bone, it could never be an orc.

He even suspected that if he revealed that he was a disciple of Garona, he would be hacked to death with a knife - of course, there must be a premise that Varian was still alive for the time being.

As the old knight said, Varian won't die so easily.

This is the base camp of the alliance, and the royal palace is a heavily guarded place, and it is not that no one wants to break into this place to kill people, including some powerful warriors and law controllers,

But without diamonds, there is no porcelain work, and since Major Samuesen dares to assassinate the king in Stormwind City, he must have something to rely on.

They soon arrived at the door of the Kingdom Hall, only to find that the guards who were supposed to be guarding there were all gone, a discovery that made the old knight's face even more gloomy.

Of course, it can't be a major who can command these guards, which means that it is very likely that a general-level nobleman has betrayed the king with Twilight's hammer, and he can only hope that the king can hold out a little longer, and not let him break in and see a corpse.

Twilight's hammer is a collection of members of all races, whether they were Alliances, Hordes, or whatever, regardless of their shape, shape, or color, all of whom have come together for a common purpose.

It does sound like their future isn't a dream, but they joined Twilight's Hammer for the same reason they joined any other religion - we needed a sense of mission from someone much greater than us.

Faith is something that people can't understand with common sense.

Lu Li maintained the speed of telling the wild run, passing through one corridor after another in the palace.

His mind flew a little far, and he was wondering how he would do it if he wanted to assassinate King Varian.

Of course, the hypothetical premise is that they have the strength to kill a super boss like Varian head-on, and he must first choose a good opportunity, at least the main force of the Storm Knights should fight outside, and maybe it should also create chaos in the business district and attract the guards to maintain order.

Then he used the method of striking east and west to dispel the guards at the door, and then he broke into it with sesame stuffed rice balls, and finally summoned a large army inside the palace.

"You may be right, some nobles are indeed the cancer of the kingdom," Before entering the main hall, Lu Li and the old knight heard a warm voice, judging from the old knight's relieved look, it was probably King Varian.

Varian may not be as beloved as his father, but he has endured.

The death of his father was the beginning of Varian's loss, and in the subsequent orc invasion, his homeland of Stormwind was razed to the ground, his country was occupied by the orcs, and his people suffered heavy casualties.

Young Varian had begun his life in exile prematurely, and before he had recovered from the horror of losing his father, he had already suffered a series of catastrophes.

“…… But how did the aristocracy come about, their fathers and ancestors shed their blood for this land, and many people used their lives to find a place for future generations," King Varian seems to be talking to Major Sanmusen about life values.

Lu Li looked inside with a probe outside, but was startled.

The palace was littered with corpses, apparently not as he had imagined the battle to be, and the man who spoke was leaning on the throne, his chest covered with blood, apparently not lightly wounded.

And it wasn't Lu Li's imagination that caused all this, Major Shan Miusen—although he hadn't seen this person with his own eyes, but from the identity of this person and the appearance of his younger brother, this person couldn't be such a disgusting monster.

The palace is not a giant monster.

If Lu Li is not mistaken, this thing should be called the Faceless One.

According to Twilight's prophecy, most creatures with life-possessed forms will be destroyed, except for the Faceless, Twilight Dragon, Eternal Dragon, and Elemental Creatures, the chosen creatures, who will be able to share the glory of the Elder Gods in that new world shrouded in darkness.

However, the faceless person transformed by Major Samueson was clearly not a real faceless one.

The true Faceless Ones are all created from the split tentacles of the Elder Gods, and it is not difficult to see from their images that their bodies are indeed very similar to the wrists and feet of mollusks, and it is well known that the bodies of the Elder Gods are composed of an ovoid torso and numerous tentacles.

It is not known whether the tentacles shed by the Elder God gave birth to the Faceless One, or whether it was actively produced.

But the fact that Samsson was able to transform himself into a faceless one was strong enough, and it was no wonder that none of these guards were his opponents, and even King Varian, who had made a name for himself in the gladiatorial arena, was wounded.

"Like my friend Van Rikoff, your honorable majesty, don't say you don't know him," said Major Sammussen, humming.

"Anger is not enough to justify depravity, this sentence suits him and it suits me, and you, for what reason do you want to fight," King Varian, despite his injuries, his voice remained calm and his expression was extremely open.

Edwin Van Cleeff was angered, and it was anger that quickly made him forget his own righteousness, and a group of artisans were either reduced to executioners of civilians.

The same anger - which stemmed from the death of Empress Tiffin in the Masons Guild revolt - King Varian angrily expelled the Masons Guild and drove them out of the magnificent city they had built.

Who, exactly, is blaspheming justice in the name of slaughter?

"Suffer death, Your Majesty, your blood will be sacrificed to the great Nezath," perhaps the Faceless state of his body was not too uncertain, and Major Sanmussen finally put an end to his long nonsense.

Why does every villain talk so much nonsense?

Lu Li looked at the old knight in front of King Varian with the flames of holy light, and he wanted to complain very much. (To be continued.) )