Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 651 7. The End of Suffering——Add more for ☆Fallen Angel Brothers

Even when he was injured by the explosion of the starship and lost the ability to move, Lakish endured the pain in his body, he can still remember that day 2W5 thousand years ago...the longest day on Argus .

"...not so long ago, we had a definite contact from beyond...and this fact..."

Mr. Kil'jaeden's voice echoed back and forth on the holographic projection of the Argus Wakener Academy. It was the day of the summer solstice, the oldest celebration in the entire Argus world. The square of the academy was filled with all the students and mentors. Everyone Looking forward to the historic declaration from the triumvirate.

That was the day that Sargeras came, that was the day that Velen fled with his exiles, that was the day that his father left his wife and children and fled in haste.

"On the longest day of the year, head to the world's oldest mountain...and wait."

Lakish clearly remembered that before his father prepared the bold "prison escape" plan, he had repeatedly told him this sentence. As the only son of the great prophet Velen, he knew what his father was doing. I also understand what my father did.

The power of the world of Argus had been taken by the other two of the Triumvirate, Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, in a dangerous attempt that Velen repeatedly stopped them, but he failed.

Especially in Archimonde, he betrayed his mentor, the great awakener of the Argus civilization, but was the first powerful mage among the Draenei to devote himself to the summoning of Sargeras, and he joined the three After the Triumvirate, he joined forces with Kil'jaeden and nearly cornered Velen and his followers.

The Prophet saw everything that would happen in the world of Argus from the fragments of the future, but he could not change the status quo. Under the advocacy of Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, almost the vast majority of Eredar people believed that Sargeras The coming of the Argus world will be a milestone towards the light.

Today is the day of the summer solstice, the day when the ceremony began, and the day when the Awakener Academy’s defenses were the loosest. With a sad and nostalgic look, Lakish tried to remember everything about the academy in his mind, until the loyal Tower Gas came to get him.

He will go to another world with his parents and become a sad exile, but the young Lakish believes that they will come back sooner or later, regain this once warm and beautiful world, and completely exile the belief of demons.

At that moment, Rakish thought so.

But it wasn't until the moment when the loyal Targath betrayed him that he suddenly realized... He was just a bargaining chip. Archimonde might have hoped to wipe out the roots, but Kil'jaeden, the ruler who had worked with his father for most of his life, took him as a bargaining chip. chips, I hope Velen can stay and accept this "gift" from the Dark Titan with him.

At least at that moment, Kil'jaeden hoped so.

Unfortunately, Velen is gone, he abandoned his son, he abandoned his friend, he abandoned his wife...

"We detain you here! To give him a reason to stay!"

When Rakish woke up from a long slumber, what greeted him was the demonized, ugly and sick Tagas, who was shaking Rakish's body frantically, roaring, full of His disappointment with Velen,

"But he failed all of this!"

"It's because of your...shameful...betrayal!"

At that time, Araki, who was still a young man, chose to trust his father. He spat in the face of the traitor, but what Tagas said next cast a cloud over Lakish's young heart. shadow.

"Yeah, we betrayed..."

The traitor grinned, "What kind of great man would abandon his wife and children, his people, and even his planet?"

"Son... You were betrayed too... But that's okay, Kil'jaeden was delighted to learn that you were alive, he had an exciting "plan" for you... Yes, we'll find him, even if It will take a thousand years, ten thousand years! We will find him."

Tagas' hand broke Lakish's palm, and in that young man's... no, in that young man's screams, he broke off his fingers one by one, and endless pain came... But that Just the beginning of endless torture.

Pain can destroy a person's will, especially when one understands a kind of long-term pain with no end hope, the speed of will collapse will be faster and faster, from doubt, to wavering, to despair, to collapse... 2W5 millennium After time, Lakish has almost forgotten that he has a father named Velen.

He even thought that father and son would never have the chance to meet again in this life. The most important thing is that he used to wait for his father's rescue with full of hope, but now, he is full of anger and wants to give the bastard who abandoned him and his mother a true love. happy.

Even after this vengeful destruction, to ashes... Rakish doesn't care.

Then, here's your chance!

At the moment when he saw the Eredar whose abdomen was almost completely shredded by the explosion fragments, the staff in Velen's hand fell to the ground. All the firmness and demeanor that had come down was thrown aside, and he walked quickly towards the eredar.

His voice trembled, he was tearful, his cuffs and robe were torn by debris on the ground, he staggered,

"By the Light! No... Rakish... my son!"

Dick dodged in front of Velen, he held the old prophet's arm with both hands, and shouted loudly,

"Veren, wake up! He's an eredar now! Wait until it's confirmed..."

"Get out of the way! Dick, get out of the way!"

There was a huge force from the old prophet's arm, and he shook his hands impatiently towards Dick, his expression was so determined that he was almost stubborn, "Get out of the way! The one lying there is my only son, and I have already lost him once. , No matter what, I can no longer separate him from him! Get out of the way!"

"He will hurt you!"

Dick yelled again, but seeing Velen's almost martyred eyes, he sighed softly and got out of the way.

Velen almost rushed to the side of the seriously injured eredar, and helped him up from the broken command table, but what he met was a cold and gloomy knife light.

The old prophet seemed to have not seen the light of the knife at all, allowing it to pierce his abdomen. He seemed to have no pain or resistance, allowing the blade to pierce his skin. If the demigod priest wanted to To resist the attack, just the thick fire of the soul can give him a defense that is not inferior to the city wall, but he doesn't have it.

There is no meaning of resistance at all.

"puff"

Warm blood gushed out from the wound, and old Velen held the seriously injured eredar in his arms gently, as if he had regained a certain treasure.

"Ah, my son, on the day I lost you, my remorse was like a poisonous snake that devoured my soul, gnawing at my will. I couldn't bear every day that you were not around, but I'm sorry, I didn't Being able to go back and save you... is too stupid, really stupid."

"puff"

The silent eredar's reaction to the apology was another stab, but the old prophet's tender voice remained unchanged.

"At that time, before my eyes were you and those people who were willing to believe in me. I... At the beginning, I thought that I could not give up those creatures for my own selfishness. At least... at least I had to find a home for them before I could... "

"puff"

The third knife pierced the heart of the old prophet, Velen finally showed a trace of pain on his face, his face became pale, and the expression of the eredar demon in his arms also became enjoying, To become ferocious seems to be the revenge of the great revenge.

Dick stepped forward quickly, and the suppressed fire of order had rushed into his fists. He could not allow his companion, a sincere believer in the Holy Light, to die here. In this way, he could not just watch All this happened.

But the moment he approached, Velen stretched out his palm to stop him from approaching. The palm was covered with blood, which was surging pale golden blood, representing Velen's noble status.

"X!"

Dick understood what the old prophet was saying. He cursed, turned around and kicked the hatch, and directly sent the broken hatch flying out, smashing everything along the way.

And behind his back, Velen's confession continued.

"I know, I left you and your mother in Argus, I waited until the last moment, the naaru called me, the vanguard of the Burning Legion has arrived at the foot of the highest peak, they need a strong enough carrier Let's activate the Storm Keep..."

"puff"

"I know, I was wrong... After that long journey started, I know, I was wrong... You are as important as the people, and the loss of either would make me less complete...I thought I had no chance to make it up All of this is over, but... thanks to the Holy Light, I have waited... thanks to its grace."

"puff"

Velen's face turned pale due to rapid blood loss. The demigod's power was indeed terrifying, but after he instinctively removed all defenses, his power was actively isolated inside his body. Now he is just like a mortal. Almost, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and brushed over the ferocious face of the eredar, and the warm blood flowed down the crimson face full of bone spurs.

He was in great pain, but in the eyes of the eredar, the old prophet didn't have a trace of pain on his face, only a slow kindness and a smile called "relief".

"Great...great, you are still alive, this is great...the people have got what they need, and I...I will get what I expect...Thank you Holy Light for sending you to me again, I son of my poor Rakish."

"Ahhhh!"

The expression of the enemy in front of him slowly merged with the blurred face in the deepest part of Lakish's memory. He imagined that when he stood in front of Velen, that person would be afraid, ashamed, and even angry. He wanted to kill this son who had turned into a demon.

But he didn't... Even if he degenerates into the way he least wants to see, he is still his father. Lakish's hatred for thousands of years melts quickly at this moment, which makes the eredar feel fear, Just like the fear of his hope slowly disappearing when he was tortured.

He didn't want to, he screamed, he roared,

"No! No! No!!! You are the enemy! You are the bastard who abandoned me and my mother, you are the bastard who betrayed us, you should die! You should kill me... Fight back! Kill me Ah! Bastard, fight back!"

"puff"

Another knife pierced Velen's heart, and the old prophet's body shook. He used his last strength to show a kind smile to the furious Lakish, and slowly placed his palm on Lakish's. on the shoulders.

"No... child, my son... no, this is redemption... this is what I deserve... don't... don't be angry... don't be sad... this is what I... I deserve, I am a... coward who... abandoned his wife and children …thanks to the Light…thanks to it…for letting me…let me see…you again…”

"Live...go on...for your...mother..."

After the last inaudible sigh, the palm... fell quietly.

The eredar looked at the fallen prophet and the hideous wounds on his body, as if he was stupid. He looked down at his hands, the crimson hands stained with golden blood, he looked at the It is a dagger that has been hidden by your side for 2W5 millennia, used for revenge, or suicide.

He remembered the "plan" of Tagas...

"dang lang"

The dagger in Lakish's hand fell to the ground, and his trembling left hand touched Velen... his father's face.

"No!!!!"

Lakish and Velen... Does this reveal a truth: as long as you believe in the Holy Light, you will die your son, or die father. The famous paladins are all like this. Old Fording, Mograine, Alsace, Anduin, Velen, my God! Curse!