Egwene didn't give up her investigation of the southern mountains after I left, for her magic was her everything, and studying magic and pursuing the power of magic was her eternal pursuit. The southern mountains had always been a mystery, she knew it wasn't easy, but she never had a chance to really understand it.

In her words, the power was chaotic and unpredictable, and she had wanted to investigate, but she no longer had the power she once had, and she traded her life's power for the salvation of one person.

No one asked who the man was, it was her secret, but I knew who the man was.

And the appearance of Lagash made her feel that the power was so similar to the energy emanating from the southern mountains, Lagash was not an ordinary person, his appearance and the darkness he carried on his body coincided with that power.

Today I'm bringing back Lagash, and I'm bringing back almost exactly the same guy as him. She said that the dark power lurking in the two was the same. It also confirms that there must have been some incredible changes between Lagash and Varian.

The ritual of magic was imminent, and Lagash and Varian lay in the middle of a huge circle, only a few candles glowing in the dark hall so that I could see what the two magicians were doing.

Browl stood aside, Valilla stood beside Broll, and I stood behind Valeera.

Egwene drew a circle around the two of them with sage, and the curling smoke dissipated around the two of them. She muttered something softly, then she leaned over and picked up Varian's hand and placed it on Lagash's.

At this point, both of them seemed to have fallen asleep, and they were hypnotized.

Gianna fiddled around the circle, the crystals not reflecting much of the light from the dim candlelight.

"It's time to go." Egwen placed the sage bunch between the two.

Gianna began to recite the mantra, and the language seemed to me to follow the will, and I used to think that the two times when they had finished reciting it again and again were not the same at all. Of course, this was my guess, but when Gianna had two blue balls of light on her hand and a diffuse electric current around them, I was sure that the spell was working.

Hmph, no matter what she reads, it won't work.

The electricity began to fall from Gianna's hand to the ground, and the runes that fell on the ground suddenly lit up the entire magic circle. The blue light came out of the ground, and instantly overwhelmed the candle flame.

The circle grew brighter and brighter, and at this time Egwene sat down, and she stretched out two hands and pressed them on the foreheads of the two men.

A blue light illuminated Egwen's face, which seemed to grow older all at once.

Egwen began to recite incantations as well, and I was still convinced of her incantations. It's not because she's older.

When the energy of the circle climbed up the bodies of the two men, the two of them convulsed in unison. Egwen's face sank like water, she closed her eyes slightly, and saw that the bodies of the two men also began to glow, and then this light began to spread to Egwene's body, and finally the bodies of the three people seemed to be connected.

The expressions of the two men began to twitch at the same time, and the frowning brow and clenched teeth indicated that they both seemed to be in pain, and Egwen's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Valilla took Broll's hand, and I held her thin shoulder. Valera glanced back at me, her face full of concern.

There was a hissing sound in his clenched teeth, and the two men must have been experiencing something like this.

The ceremony was long, I felt like it was two hours. When the light faded from Egwene's body, Gianna sat down on the ground. I didn't step forward to help her, but she hurriedly climbed into the circle and pressed her hand on the overlapping hands of the two men.

Egwen's body tilted and fell straight down, and Valeera let out a scream. I hurriedly covered her mouth.

Egwen fell, I didn't know what to do, the ritual was clearly not finished, and Brower only frowned and didn't move.

As Gianna took her hands away from them, she began to gasp for air. The light disappeared instantly, and Broll hurried forward, and Valeera hurriedly followed.

"I'm fine!" Gianna was helped up by Broll, and Valera took Egwen, who had fallen to the ground, into her arms.

"Why haven't they woken up yet!" I rushed up too.

"It's okay! They're fine! Gianna said with a deep breath, her face covered in sweat.

"Are you alright?" I asked with concern.

"I'm fine, take a look at Egwene." She lifted her hand and pointed at Egwen.

I turned around and took Egwene and let her lean into my arms. There was no blood on her face. "Is she hurt?" Valera was crying.

Seeing this, I hurried to find a way, and although I was not skilled, I still grabbed her hands and began to pray in my heart.

"Oops!" Valera cried softly.

I tried to concentrate with my eyes closed, and at this moment my hands, chest, head, and back began to heat up, and a warm current began to spread from the hand I held her hand with, and I felt a burst of emptiness, and then a very emptiness, as if I had entered a dark and huge space. And I transmitted the energy of the past as if I were standing in the darkness with an oil lamp.

I started to push hard, and when I could feel the power starting to take root, it was something like I had an inexhaustible amount of power, and I had a punch in front of me, and I was able to release the power instead of punching into the air.

The light became brighter and brighter, and I realized that this dark space was not large, but my light was too weak just now to illuminate this place. How to describe this dark space? It's like a ...... Eight meters square room, I stood in the middle of the house, there was a lamp in my hand that was not very bright at all, as the light became stronger and stronger, I could suddenly see that the house was not big, this space was not big, but when I saw that the house was not big, the light suddenly became brighter, directly expelling most of the darkness in the house.

Egwene's body shuddered. "She's awake!" Valera shouted in surprise.

I also opened my eyes and looked at the woman in my arms, her face was much better.

"Was that you?" Egwen asked me softly when he woke up.

"What do you think?" I said with a deep breath.

She sat up, and the way she looked at me was a completely different person. She sighed and looked at Gianna again, "The power of darkness in them is more than I imagined!" Far more than! ”

Gianna nodded, "Unbelievable! It wasn't like this last time when it was only Lagash! ”

I asked curiously, "What happened?" ”

Egwen tried to stand up, but I helped her up, and she said, "I see his past, and they're the same person!" ”

"Ahh I turned my head in surprise to look at the two who were still asleep.

"Don't be surprised, they are indeed the same person, but the magic spell that separates them is something I have never seen before, and the power is so strong that I can't do anything now." As she spoke, she looked at Gianna, "How are you?" ”

Gianna shook her head, "I can't compete with the darkness in them. ”

"So exaggerated?" I looked at Gianna's still youthful face in amazement.

"It's like hitting a stone wall with your body and trying to dig it open with your hands!" Gianna described.

"I didn't expect that black dragon to have so much power!" Egwen said.

"Neither of you can solve it...... It's really hard to do. I said.

Gianna squatted down and shook the two gently, and they woke up suddenly, but just as they were about to get up, they both rolled to the ground with their heads in their hands at the same time.

"They've been through a lot of hardships, but it's okay, it'll be fine in a while." Gianna said and stood up, "Come on, I'll give you both some herbs that will relieve the pain quickly, and I have a lot to say to you both." ”

The decoction of herbs never tastes very good, and it is not pungent, but you can tell that it does not taste good. Varian frowned as he held the bowl full of herbal soup, and Lagash poured the cloudy soup down his throat. You can tell how the herb tastes by the way he grins, but it's nothing compared to headaches and dizziness.

"Do you want you two to rest?" Egwen said.

"No need, it's bearable." Ragash frowned, and he rubbed his head vigorously as he spoke.

"You two should have seen the same sight just now, can you remember?"

The expression on Varian's face was not very good, and Ragash raised his eyelids to look at Egwene and then drooped his eyelids.

Neither of them spoke, and Egwen didn't say much, but waited for one of them to speak first to break the silence.

But no.

Oh, yes! If you were faced with another you, the real you, what would you choose?

When people look up at the starry sky, they always have all kinds of associations, even if their minds are empty, rural idlers will fantasize about whether there is a place where they can have a lot of food without labor, and there is no end to the food. And those who can eat will think of the daughter-in-law of which family, the daughter of the other family, and the widow next door, and how good it would be if there was a woman to warm the quilt one day.

A little more cultured but simpler people will fantasize about whether there will be gods in the sky, where the gods will live, whether there will be a world in the bright galaxy, and whether there will be the same people looking at the same sky and fantasizing about the same problem. Or will there be another world and another you.

More culturally advanced pedants may explore such boring and brain-burning questions as who I am, where I came from, where I am going, and what is the meaning of life.

There are quite a few people who have the idea of traveling back in time. People will want to go back to the past, to start over and make up for the regrets of the past, or to go back to the past to meet the people they met and tell their past selves what to do and not to do. But I guess very few people would think about how you would react if you saw another one morning.

One world, the same two you! He said he was you, and you said you were you.

Can there be two of you in this world at the same time? Would you like him to replace you?

I think there will be very few people who can agree, even if he is really a complete copy of you, it is not yourself, and the word "self" means that you are in control of all your actions and thoughts. And the other you is indeed you, but you are another person who has nothing to do with you.

How do you feel when he can replace you, but you find yourself powerless?

One can imagine why Varian and Lagash fell into a brief moment of surprise when they knew that they were both Varian himself, and then couldn't understand the matter. It's normal to not understand, and it's not normal people to understand it.

And they are not just facing the simple question of "you are you", but who will be the king in the future!