Valera rushes over from the broken mountain road. Behind her, the bison and the monks are fighting.
The war started. It was a disgusting war.
Valera still remembers the first time she took part in the war, when it was the battle between the high elves and the Armani trolls. In the land of ghosts, she took part in the war as a scouting. At that time, she was still very young. Of course, now she is also very young. The life of longevity is very strange, and time has little influence on them.
In that war, Valera killed her first opponent, then the second, the third... Finally, when the opponent became her number, the killing became easier.
However, in that war, she lost her mother, less than 100 meters away.
She still remembers that when the war ended, she went back to her hometown and stood in front of the black tombstone. She could not imagine that the woman who had been with her for nearly 100 years was lying in the cold grave in front of her eyes.
Her father, the owner of sangunar''s family, for the first time in Valera''s memory, took off the cold disguise and knelt down crying like a child. At that moment, she forgave her father''s indifference to her childhood, but could not forgive herself.
Because she had a chance to save her mother, but she lost that chance, forever.
Sangunar is a family of assassins and law breakers. Valera shouldn''t have too much emotion, but after that time, she chose to flee, unable to face a cold family that lost the last warmth of her life.
But when she visited Azeroth, she became as cold, silent, cruel and indifferent as the elders in her family.
It was not until she met bearskin, then ragosh, and gained love that the pain hidden in her heart was relieved.
But now, in this strange continent, her heart is hazed again.
Because she was afraid, not of herself, but of whether Varian, or ragosh, the man she liked, would become as miserable as her father and cover up the rest of her life with remorse.
She couldn''t see another pillar of her life suffer like that again.
But when Valera came from the mountain road which had been twisted by the earthquake just now, and flew forward on the smooth snow, the dagger in her hand coldly crossed the throat of one guy who blocked her step after another. When she arrived at the pavilion, her heart... Sank.
Anduin, who always smiles shyly and is always awkward to her children, who are destined to become a part of her life in the future, has become a different image.
A look that Valera would never want to see.
Lili stood in the far distance of the pavilion with pale face. There was a sword wound on her arm, deep bone visible. If it wasn''t for that moment, piggy hem beat back maddening Anduin with a mallet, that sword would have pierced her heart.
Lili holds a broken martial monk''s stick in her hand. It is her weapon, which was broken by Anduin''s bare hand.
In front of Anduin is Swain, the sweet laughing Night Elf Druid, who has turned into a gray brown bear, struggling to resist barehanded, but his body is covered with a layer of black fog, and his hands have become little princes like the claws of predators.
Everyone has seen that form. When Lao Chen encountered perplexity, it was just like this, crazy and vicious.
Now it''s Antoine''s turn.
His oath practitioner was stuck on the ground, and the sword had lost all its charm.
But even with his bare hands, Anduin, who was possessed by the evil spirit, beat Sven back and forth. Old Chen was infected by the evil spirit, and almost abandoned Zhu Talan, the first martial monk of pandaliya. Now, Anduin, who is far inferior to old Chen, has entered this state.
Fortunately, though, because of his weakness, Valera was enough to deal with him even if he was possessed. But Valera didn''t step forward, not because of fear, but because of doubt.
After Lao Chen recovered, he once described the feeling of being possessed. Valera remembers it very clearly. Lao Chen said that only when he had a negative emotion in his heart, he would be controlled. This is why Zhu Talan and bearskin would not be possessed. Because at that time, Lao Chen was really close to despair because of Lili''s affair, so he was seized by the lost spirit.
Because of his own reasons, gavindt''s body is full of anger, so he can be controlled by fury. However, Anduin... Little Anduin''s heart still has hatred?
What does he hate?
Who does he hate?
Valera took out the dagger. When she was with Varian, he once told her about his relationship with Anduin. Although there was a lack of warmth, there was never something that the child could not let go of. But now
This really made her a little incomprehensible. Was it because Andu''s will was weak, so she was easily defeated by the demons?
The high spirit shook his head, jumped into the shadow, and walked behind maddening Anduin. The little prince didn''t find her. The gap between them was too big.
But at the moment when she appeared from the shadow, holding a dagger in her hand, and was ready to knock the little prince unconscious, the black energy around Anduin''s body was like the gasoline of Mars, and suddenly jumped up again. Even behind Anduin, she formed an almost substantive shadow of evil spirit.
He was aware of the threat, one paw beat Swain back, half over the body, the other paw fiercely hit Varela, no skill to speak of, the high elves feel that they just need to step back, can in the case of no injury, stun Anduin.
But when they saw Anduin''s numb eyes, Valera was stunned, and even the dagger in her hand stopped at the same place.
She suddenly understood.
He was hating her.
Hate the woman who took her mother and father.
Tiffany... Varian.
She was sure that was the kind of look, because it was the kind of look that she saw when she looked in the mirror during the period when she had just left home.
Eyes of hatred.
This pair of eyes are so similar that Valera can see the past self, who lives in the dark, but is not willing to look back at his hatred and regret.
She even forgot to block, forget to attack, let the paw fall on her arm.
"Click"
With the Flying Daggers, the sound of bone crack resounds through the narrow battlefield.
Valera is always the champion assassin. When she realized that she had made a fatal mistake, she immediately disappeared in the shadow. When she returned to her previous position, her right arm was abnormally low beside her.
Anduin roars wildly. He ignores Swain who is trying to stop him. He tears his skin with Swain''s claws and pours at Valera.
But at this moment, the high elves, holding their arms, stood there without dodging or even retreating. Her head hung down, and she didn''t seem to notice Anduin. Until the little prince rushed into Valera''s attack range, the left hand of the high elves, like a poisonous snake, accurately bypassed Anduin''s paw and pinched him on the neck.
The little prince''s body was carried in the air by Valera, but he was not aware of his situation, and then Valera raised his head.
Unexpectedly calm, she looked at Anduin''s blood red eyes,
"Do you really want to kill me?"
"Roar!"
Her answer was a meaningless roar.
"Come on then."
Varela waved with one hand, and the knife flashed. Anduin flew out upside down. The claw formed by the energy on his hand was cut off and rolled twice on the ground. It just fell next to the dagger that Varela fell on the ground. He grabbed the dagger beside him and rushed to Varela with red eyes.
In the shrieks of Lili and Swain, the high elf assassin did not dodge and let Anduin jump into her arms.
"Poof"
The sharp blade into the body, blood overflowing.
"Drop... Drop..."
The warm blood drips from the corner of Valera''s mouth and drops on Anduin''s hands holding the dagger. This blow hurts Valera''s lung. Lili can even see the sharp blade passing through the back of the high elf.
A fatal injury.
Anduin seems to be scared silly. With the fluctuation of his mood, the black fog around his body dissipates a little. There is a trace of clarity in his eyes. Although it is very difficult, he looks up and sees Valera''s pale face because of pain.
That pair of eyes, unexpected soft... Unexpected let him some fear.
He let go of the dagger and faltered to retreat, but was put around his neck by Valera''s trembling bracelet. The high elf lowered his head and looked at Anduin,
"I know my appearance hurt you, but... Forgive me... Cough, OK?"
Old Chen, with bloodstains, runs over from the mountain road beside him. He sees Anduin, who is full of dark energy. Varela, who has been stabbed by him, knows what happened at the first time. His figure flashes quickly and jumps into Anduin''s body. But when he appears, Anduin''s dark energy is stable, There was another riot.
Just as old Chen waved his fist to stun Anduin, Valera raised her head like a female wolf protecting her cub and growled at old Chen,
"Stay away from my child!"
Old Chen Leng for a while, but then reflected, rapid retreat, when he left, Andu because of irascible Sha Neng and slowly recovered.
Valera''s consideration is correct. The war between the monks and hater is not over. No one can guarantee that hater will regain control of Anduin even after he is knocked unconscious.
But Valera... What about her injury? That''s a real killer.
Anduin was held by Valera in his arms. At the beginning, he was still struggling. However, as he felt Valera''s embrace, he seemed to feel the emotion and will of the high elf. Perhaps Anduin''s own will was also struggling. In a word, he calmed down.
His body began to shake, he raised his head, the eyes were still blood red, but he looked at Valera, who was still struggling to keep smiling under the pain.
That beautiful and soft face, in that chaotic mind, he seems to recall this familiar face, but how can not remember.
Anduin was only a child when Queen tifiein died. At that age, he did not remember what happened that night, nor did he remember queen tifiein''s appearance, nor did he remember the pictures in storm fortress, which were all painted by Queen tifiein and Varian when they were together.
At that time, Tiffany was a queen, but not a mother.
Anduin can''t remember his mother''s face, which makes people feel very relieved. The more he recalls, the more painful he is, the more he will fall into the negative emotion that can''t be eliminated. But at this moment, when he sees Valera''s face full of maternal light again.
That always in his memory, can''t see the expression of the woman''s face, clear up... Eventually, it became Valera.
Although it may not be like that, those eyes, those protective and guilty eyes... Those are the eyes that Tiffany looked at Anduin at the last moment of her life.
Now, in the little prince''s life, the figures of the two women he called his mother coincided.
"Mom..."
Antoine calls out unconsciously. Hatred is not far away from his body, but his hands tremble uncontrollably. Finally, he gently hugs Valera.
This address made the pale Valera Leng for a while, but then, she shook with a smile, and her weak left arm was once again held by Anduin.
"Whoosh"
A purple thunder appeared beside the cruel but warm embrace. Before Anduin had time to fight back, the silver white fingers wrapped with purple thunder and lightning pointed on the back of his head. The power of tame order turned in Anduin''s body and cut off the shackles of hatred.
The next moment, the little prince body a soft, his eyes especially with tears, together with finally can not insist on Valera, together fell to the ground.
The thunder flashed again, Dick''s voice fell in place, and the figure disappeared.
"Old Chen! Take care of them! I''ll come as soon as I go. "
Less than a second later, the golden flame, mixed with silver lightning, twinkled in the black storm sky that had occupied half of kunlai mountain, so the light appeared again.