Miko

"Why? Do you think the new body is not satisfactory?" Lucius turned his head quickly with a teasing voice, and then he saw a tall man in black standing beside the stone bed.A moment ago, he clearly didn't notice anyone there, but now, the man suddenly appeared, as naturally as he was standing there.

"The Lord of Darkness..." Lucius rolled over and got off the bed almost immediately, and knelt down on one knee facing Drake.No need for knowledge, Lucius' inheritance memory immediately gave him a hint.In fact, even if there is no inheritance, Lucius will still submit to Drake's power.The world of Warcraft has always been respected by power.

"Okay, you can barely be considered my descendant, just call me father...you can follow me from now on." Derek smiled indifferently, his body moved slightly, and he was already lying on his side on the stone bed, Resting his forehead with one hand, he casually looked at Lucius. "Look up and look at me!"

"Father." Lucius seemed extremely obedient in front of Drake, he still knelt and dared not stand up, but his eyes turned to Drake.The outline of Drake's face was slightly similar to that of Lucius, but the red eyes and extremely frivolous smile washed away a lot of their only similarity.However, according to the inherited memory, Lucius was born from a magic crystal nucleus left by Drake in Spice, so it is not surprising that he looks somewhat like father and son.

"Get up!" Drake lazily ticked his fingers at Lucius. "This time, Arien has played a cruel hand, but you are the magic crystal nucleus I left behind, how could you die so easily..."

Lucius knelt silently, not intending to get up.

Drake's tone showed a trace of surprise: "Oh? Do you have something to say?"

"I want Timir!" Lucius' black pupils shot red light, as if they were exactly the same as Drake's.

Drake was stunned by Lucius' words, and then let out a muffled laugh: "The people of the Elvis family really have skills, anyone can be fascinated by them!"

Lucius looked at Drake in a daze, feeling a little surprised.In the last second, Drake still felt evil and sinister to him, but at this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became harmonious. "Father, I only want him, please help me!"

Drake's face was serious, his elbows rested on the stone bed, his upper body was slightly propped up, and the eyes he looked at Lucius fluctuated. "Why do you want me to help you?"

Only then did Lucius realize that his thinking was too simple. The so-called father and king did not mean that there was any real relationship between him and Drake, it was just a title on a whim.He pursed his lips and looked at Drake silently.He will never take back what he said.

"Hmph..." Drake's face slowly softened, and he looked at Lucius with a researching expression: "You and I really don't resemble each other at all... This is good, try to please me look!"

Lucius froze, he didn't think Drake was really interested in him, but the commanding tone still made his back go stiff.

Drake raised his chin, and his naked eyes fell on Lucius' lips, chest, and slowly moved to his waist and abdomen.His smile was malicious, and seeing that Lucius didn't respond, he stretched out his foot to hook Lucius' chin.

Lucius frowned slowly.Drake's feet looked exquisite—the arches were beautifully curved for a man, there were no calluses visible on the skin, and the toes were long.But this kind of time is not the time to appreciate it, at least Lucius' whole body is involuntarily getting ready for battle because of Drake's sudden move.

Drake's toes slid from Lucius' Adam's apple to his chest, and was about to continue down, but Lucius grabbed his ankle suddenly.He raised his eyebrows and licked his lips with an evil smile: "Isn't this interesting? Having a face similar to mine seems to have a more desire to conquer."

"Father!" Lucius lowered his eyes and scratched the soles of Drake's feet with a sudden smile: "Are you kidding me? I don't think you like being hugged."

Drake kicked hard, and Lucius fell from kneeling to sitting backward, and his ankle was pulled away from his hands. "Tsk, how bold you are, to dare to disobey me!"

"Father, what you need is not a dog. There are already many such subordinates." Lucius stood up and smiled while pointing at the countless diamond-shaped light spots behind him.If there was a trace of restraint in his heart, it has been completely thrown away now.He clearly felt that Drake loved him very much, at least he would never be against him before he got tired of it.

Drake sneered: "That's true! Then, my son, my father might as well tell you, even I can't get a guy named Elvis, why should I let you live more happily than me?"

Lucius ignored the sarcasm in Drake's words, my son, and just smiled kindly, waiting for Drake's next words.

"Tsk, forget it, it's good to give you some hope. The reason why you can get Timir is also something that his father Arien acquiesced. Since you didn't die, Timir will be yours sooner or later." De Lake sat up on the stone bed, changed to a relaxed sitting position, put his index finger on his lips and stroked it, as if he was meditating on something. "I really don't understand, what's the fun of that kind of docile little white rabbit, it's exciting enough to constantly resist the prey that needs to be conquered..."

"Thank you, father, for your concern. I just have this taste." Lucius retorted indifferently, but his heart was full of murderous intent.It turned out that the man in black was actually Timir's father. It was Arian who gave him the power of light more than ten years ago. If it wasn't for this familiarity, he wouldn't have almost died without any resistance. Killed by Arian's attack.

The fake father and son looked at each other darkly and smiled together in the underground cave.

"Father, what should I do now?" Lucius began to urge after laughing.

Drake sighed softly: "Wait!"

"Waiting for what?" Lucius absolutely hated that word, he wanted to see Timur right away and tell him he was safe.

Drake smiled, but didn't answer.What he has to wait now is the change of power in the Overwatch Temple. Although Arian has succumbed in front of him, Drake did not underestimate Arian's ability.If it weren't for the cooperative relationship, Arian would be an extremely difficult enemy.Even if they cooperate, Drake still feels that he cannot fully control Arian, which is not a good feeling.

As long as the inheritor is replaced by Timur, it will be the best time for the Warcraft army to officially attack Spreiss.

******

"Father God, how can I become an inheritor in advance?" Timir likes to call Father God in the clean room, and at this time, there is always no one around him.Although he is in the Watchman Temple, Timir has no sense of belonging. He doesn't trust anyone, even Musha, except God the Father.

"Timer, generally speaking, only when the previous inheritor died early, or made a major mistake, can he be dismissed. After all, only when the next inheritor reaches the age of [-] is it most suitable to accept the inheritance." Father God doesn't really respond all the time, and Timir gradually grasped a certain pattern in the communication over the past few days.Even in the Overwatch Temple, the power of the Father God is not endless. He needs to obtain the power of faith from the inheritors, and every time he consumes a certain amount of power, he needs to sleep to reduce consumption and supplement it.

"What counts as a major mistake?" In the past few days, Timir had been in pain and confusion. Even though he felt that Arian was unforgivable, he still couldn't help himself to look for Arian.In any case, Arian was his father, of course he couldn't wish Arian to die, but if he wanted to find out if Arian made any mistakes, maybe he could give it a try.

As Arien said in the garden, he didn't give Timur any chance to get close, and the eyes that were caught occasionally were so cold that there was no warmth at all.Timir began to get scared, and he tried to avoid seeing Arian as much as possible, he was afraid that he would rush up and impulsively hurt this man who should still be called his father by blood.

Musha came to look for Timur more than once, but when Timir saw his emerald eyes full of worries, he would think of Lucius who was seriously injured. In addition, Musha always said that Timir would be considerate. What Arian said, Timur even felt a little resentful towards Musha.

"If Arien betrays the Overwatch Temple, it will be a serious mistake...Timer, I should go."

"Father God, is there a way to keep you in the Overwatch Temple?" Timir couldn't help but persuade him to stay. If Father God hadn't been comforting him these days, he might have gone crazy.It seems that only God the Father still loves him and cares for him now...

The conversation in the garden made him doubt Father God's intentions for a while, because if Father God talked to Arian in private, he would never be able to hear the voice.But Arian's answer was true. At that time, Arian didn't even know that he was also in the garden.

"It's not impossible, but it has never been possible before." Father God took a long time before answering Timir's words.

"What is it?" Timmir asked immediately.

"If there is a body that fits me, I can walk out of the Overwatch Temple and intervene in Sprice..."

"Father God, aren't you the creator of Sprees? Why can't you descend directly?" Timir was quite curious about this.

"When a world is formed, it will have its own rules. Even if I am the creator, I can't control it." Father God's tone seemed a little displeased.

Timir sighed, climbed out of the purification pool, and put on the clothes prepared for him by the worshiper.Father God doesn't like this topic, but he shouldn't be angry yet, it's best not to ask these questions next time.

After opening the door of the clean room, Timir's subconscious reaction was to close the door again.

"Timer, I want to talk to you." Musha frowned, and after only a while, the corners of his mouth and the worry on his face made him look much older.

"There's nothing to talk about," Timur pushed Musa away, trying to leave the place.

"Timer, Master Arian is also very unhappy these days...I believe he must really want to recognize you..." Musha anxiously stopped in front of Timer.

"Get out of the way! Don't think you understand. People like him are simply cold-blooded animals." The anger in Timir's heart was aroused immediately, but he was already able to control his emotions well.

"Timmel, Lord Arian is always in a trance when he is alone, exactly the same as you are sad because you miss Lucius... He is not happy, I'm sure..."

Timir had to stop, but there was a thoughtful expression on his face. "Musa, is there any reason why you care so much about the matter between me and Lord Arien?" He intentionally added the accent on the words of Lord Arien, believing that it was enough for Musha to understand the relationship between them. The problem is not something that can be solved simply by recognizing each other. "Is there any special friendship between you and my father?"

"This..." Musha was dizzy with anger, he didn't expect Timir to be so vicious.He subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but as long as he thought of Lord Arien's obviously thin face these days, he couldn't help feeling extremely angry towards Timir. "Anyway, he's your father, Timmir. Couldn't you be kinder?"

Timir was in a daze, then sneered, he squeezed Musha's wrist, and approached step by step: "You ask me to be merciful? If your father tells you that he doesn't love you at all, and doesn't even admit that he has you Child... He denies your mother, even seeing your face makes him disgusted... Musha, are you still kind? I hate him, and I hate this place! I don't want to be an inheritor at all, but as long as If I can save Lucius, I will do it. Get out of my sight immediately, and remember not to teach me in a self-righteous tone."

Seeing that Musha pursed his lips but was unable to speak, Timir suddenly felt happy.He was venting his anger, but this feeling was so comfortable, the depression during the time he came to the temple seemed to disappear temporarily with these words.He let go of Musa's hand, took two steps back, warned him not to follow with his eyes, and then turned and left.

"Timer... Please go and see Lord Arien, he has hardly fallen asleep these days, he has been staying in the hall, and he has lost a lot of weight..."

It's so loud!Timmel took his steps even further, he didn't want to hear anything about the man.

The author has something to say:

Well, it's close to the climax~ But I'm afraid that the climax will be flat again... Wang Tian, ​​try your best.