Throne of Shadows

She stood quietly on the high platform, without a throne or a crown.But she still exudes a unique royal atmosphere, a lonely, sad, magnificent, and admirable atmosphere. .

The beautiful and refined face did not bring a trace of weakness, only shocking strength.The tight-fitting unknown leather armor did not reveal any temptation, only a formidable heroism.

1314 walked out of the crowd, put his hands on his shoulders and gave a deep salute: "Your Majesty, please forgive the disturbance of the patrol 1314, they brought news of Aurelia."

An ethereal female voice echoed in the room.With a calm sweep, Dongchen discovered for the first time that these Forsaken people showed emotions.

Yes, a tense mood.They looked at the queen who stood tall, and their soul fire jumped wildly, as if they were suppressing and looking forward to it.

Faint eyes swept over him.Unknowingly, he took out the necklace, and when the attendant took it away, Dongchen suddenly realized.

Cold sweat soaked the back of his clothes in an instant, and he raised his head warily to glance at the woman on the high platform, Dong Chen hurriedly lowered his head.

"This woman... is so strong!"

Dongchen's vigilance did not attract the Forsaken's attention at all. The woman's eyes did not glance at Dongchen except for the first time, she just stared at the necklace in the guard's hand.Looking at the lavender radiance it emits, watching it approaching him little by little, watching it stop in front of him.

But for a long time, the woman did not reach out her hand.

The faint purple brilliance attracted everyone's attention, and in the haze, a line of small characters came into view.

"To Sivana Derin, sister who will always love you, Alleria."

Ding!

I don't know when the hand stretched out, and it passed by.

what happened?

The crowd stared blankly at the necklace that fell on the ground, and it took a while to react.

"Do you think I'd be happy about something like this? Do you think I'd reminisce about the days before I was Queen of the Forsaken? This thing means nothing to me. Whether it's Alleria, or Shyvana Derin , are nothing but dusty memories.”

Glancing at the necklace on the ground again as if nothing had happened, the queen turned her gaze to 1314: "You can take them back, Ranger."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen, I will take them away now."

With another deep salute, 1314 quickly turned around, grabbed Dong Chen's wrist and left.

The team hurried to keep up.The queen watched their disappearing figures, and waved lightly: "You guys go out together, too."

"Yes, Your Majesty." With a deep salute, the guards who originally guarded the palace came out in a single file.

After a while, only the queen was left in the purple palace.

Slowly lowering her head, she looked tenderly at the necklace that fell to the ground, but couldn't touch it several times.It seems that there is a short line of distance, but it seems to be separated by eternity.

"Sylvana Derin, can I still have this name? Alleria, how are you?"

The emotion that he didn't want to show in front of the guards, and the nostalgia for the time of the past, broke out in the empty palace.

The Forsaken has no tears, and Shivana Derin can only bury her unspeakable sadness deep in her heart.

Faced with the hatred of genocide, she was the first to wake up from the boundless darkness. She could only overcome her fear of the identity of the dead alone, and use her hatred of scientists and politicians to stay awake.

The people who wake up one after another are desperate because of their identity as the dead. She can only try to help the people who wake up to recognize themselves. In order to completely solve this nightmare that plagues everyone, she calls herself "the Forgotten".

"Forget or escape?"

The short-term memory turned into a lavender light in front of him, staring sadly at the drop-shaped necklace, Sivana Derin sang a spell in mournful purple brilliance, and a group of people walking in the passage stopped and listened to the ethereal and familiar song behind them , Dongchen turned back slowly, stared at the palace covered in purple for a long time, and took the lead to continue walking until the singing stopped.

The patter of footsteps seemed to be a little more heavy, no one spoke, they just walked forward silently, and the song just now seemed to be echoing in their hearts.

The song that is enough to make the soul feel sad, not only tells the tragic fate of the forgotten, but also reveals the endless longing for the good life once.

At this moment, both the living and the dead should listen quietly.For myself, and for the miserable souls who died in the struggle...

Walking out of the palace gate silently, Dongchen looked sideways at 1314, and suddenly found that there seemed to be something extra on her body.

No, it's not just her, but all the Forsaken who can see have something more, something more that can't be explained clearly.

"Let's go to the hotel." 1314 grinned, looking scary.But Dongchen could clearly see that it was a smile, even though it was scary, it was indeed a smile.

An undead, the laugh of a Forsaken.

The dead dungeon came back to life.

The statuesque Forsaken moved slowly.

Maybe it's just moving their fingers and turning their heads, but they're moving.

A few guys leaning against the river plunged headlong into the dark green water, their stiff bodies were soaked in the disgusting liquid and gradually became flexible.

One roar after another, echoing continuously.

This dead underground city is alive!

The howling of ghosts and wolves was very scary, but it revealed a joy that anyone could hear.

This joy is full of hurt, relief, and too much...

"Thank you!" A light female voice came from 1314's mouth.

Dong Chen stared at her blankly.

"You can call me Evening Breeze, Akali Evening Breeze"

With a free and confident smile, coupled with a terrifying appearance, and a light female voice, how weird it is.

After being dazed for a moment, Dongchen stretched out his hand readily, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Hello, Ms. Wanfeng, nice to meet you."

Withered and yellow palms intersect with flesh and blood.Dongchen found that Wan Feng's face had lost the indelible sadness of the past, although there was still a trace of sadness and sorrow.But compared to before, it is already much stronger.

All this is because of what?Is it just the necklace, or the song whose name I still don't know?

Following the evening wind of re-acquaintance, we walked all the way to the high platform.Looking at the Forsaken who had already started to greet each other on the way, Dongchen suddenly felt that, perhaps unknowingly, he had done a very remarkable thing.

"Am I great?" It was rare for Christina to show her unrestrained side, and the startled little wild cat had round eyes. It was Annie who was smiling in her arms and answered first: "Brother is great!"

The crisp child's voice woke up the dazed Christina.The blond beauty smiled charmingly, took two quick steps with malicious intentions, raised her hand to pick up Dongchen's chin, and pursed her lips: "Little man, you are great, I'm serious!"

"You stinking fart, you're great, you're a great orangutan!" Ai Wei'er clenched her two small fists tightly, her cherry lips pursed high, and she could definitely hold a two-jin oil bottle.

Vegeta, who was shot for no reason, scratched his head depressedly: "What does this have to do with us?"

"Yes." All the orangutans responded in unison.

"It deserves it!" With a smug smile still on his face, the swaggering Begobold was carried out with a somersault.

The crowd looked at him in amazement, and a Buddha's name sounded: "Nan Wufu Bodhisattva, my Buddha is merciful."

"Be merciful to you bald head! God stick, my Highness will never end with you..."