"Zela is a Naru who believes in fate, and she's different from other Naru."

The day after the end of the war, the battlefield outside Shatar City has not been cleaned, and the order in Shatar City has become very tense because of the disappearance of the Prophet, the Draenei people are blocking the news, the civilians do not know the bad news, and now under the leadership of the garrison, the Draenei civilians are cleaning up the ruins in the city, maybe soon, a reconstruction work will start soon.

And in a room in Sha'tar, the Chaldean Archbishop, who had just returned his pregnant wife to New Stormwind, was telling his colleagues about the Legion of Light to the Order of the Silver Dawn and his colleagues in the Church of Light.

"Many of us have seen Naruvolos of the Draenei or Adar on our pilgrimage to Shattrath City, and I believe that all of you in the Order of the Silver Dawn have been able to learn about the unique forms of existence of those beings of the Holy Light when you have been with Adar and the rest of Naru recently."

Chaldea changed into a black priest's robe, and seemed to have changed back to the original low-key and restrained priest of the Holy Light, but the holy emblems that shone with golden light on his occasionally exposed arms represented his difference.

He became a Lightcast Priest, a being closer to the source of light than mortals, but still flesh and blood in essence.

"Other Naru do not take the initiative to convey to the followers of the Light other than the original intention of the Light, nor do they interfere too much with the thinking of the believers themselves, in the eyes of the Naru, as long as they sincerely believe in the Light, they are acceptable companions, these beings of the Light are born in the Light, they know very well that the essence of the Light does not belong to their own will, so the Naru rarely take themselves as the center to explain the existence of the Light."

Chaldeans stood in front of his companions, took the cup of water, took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and then said to the priests and paladins who were watching him:

"But Zela is different!"

"I was in the underground halls of Ulduar, fighting against the remnants of the dark forces of Yog-Saron, I failed, and when I was about to be engulfed in darkness, I heard the voice of Zela, the Mother of Light used her great power to pass through the barrier of the stars, and connected my soul from the imminent body into the sacred land of the Legion of Light, she prevented my soul from falling into the abyss, and for that, I owe her gratitude!"

Chaldea explained his "strange encounters" in the past period, and his explanation also made the followers of the Holy Light who had experienced the battle of Ulduar in front of him start to whisper to each other, after all, this story is too fantastical, and the power of crossing the stars is difficult for mortals to imagine, and because he was worried about the situation of Tulayan and the other warriors of the Holy Light Legion, the old Ferdin, who rushed here, asked seriously:

"Listen to your description, Chaldean priest, the Mother of Light is supposed to be a benevolent Naaru, but why did the other warriors of the Legion of Light fall into that strange state of self-isolation after her fall, and most importantly, why didn't you do that? I don't doubt you, Chaldean priest, please understand, but there is a brother in the Legion of Light who is important to us and we must find a way to save him. ”

"Of course I understand, Lord Fordin."

The Chaldeans said with a serious face:

"The Grand Knight of Tulayan is not only your brother, but also my mentor, when I was studying in the Kingdom of Lordaeron, it was the Tulayan Mentor who single-handedly trained me to become a believer of the Holy Light, I have never forgotten his favor to me, I will do my best to help you heal the Great Knight Tulayan, but the reason why the warriors of the Holy Light Legion have become like this is very complicated, please listen to me explain slowly."

"Say, Brother Chaldean, we are all listening."

The Privy Councillor on behalf of His Excellency the Pope, Djeck the Pure, waved his hand to stop the whispers of the others in the room, and at his urging, the Chaldeans reorganized their thoughts and shared their experiences with the followers of the Light in Azeroth.

Frankly, it's not a pretty story.

"The Holy Land of the Holy Light Legion is not among the stars above us, it is a far, far away place, a distance that only the Holy Light and the gods can measure, brothers, my poor eloquence cannot describe what I have seen and heard, but it is indeed a place completely different from our world, and there, the Holy Light Legion faces the threat of the demons of the Burning Legion, and they cannot find any allies!"

"They can only rely on their own tenacity and unyielding will, and the only thing they can rely on is their sincere faith in the Light!"

Chaldea looked at the Light Walkers in front of him, and he said with a solemn face:

"It's hard to imagine the daily lives of the brothers of the Legion of Light, and as far as I know, they, led by Zela, the Mother of Light, are constantly traveling from world to world, trying to save more innocent civilizations from the demonic hooves of the Burning Legion, but the speed of time is different in each world."

"I don't know how to put it into words."

Chaldea stroked his hand with a strange expression, and with a frown, he said to the other brothers:

"It's a feeling that challenges your physical instincts, just imagine, brothers, in those strange worlds, your perception of time is forcibly disturbed, and you have fought in that world for 300 years, but it may only be equivalent to 3 days, or even 3 hours in Azeroth, the simplest example, is my mentor, the Grand Knight of Tulayan, who disappeared when the Empire sent the legion into Draeno to seal the dark portal, and it has only been more than ten years now, however, the time he has been fighting demons in the Legion of Light, It's been more than 1,000 years! ”

"O Holy Light! 1000 years of war! ”

Along with Chaldean's description, a low exclamation suddenly erupted among the believers of the Holy Light in the room.

Human civilization has only been around for more than 2,800 years since its birth, and Tulayan has been in the Holy Light Legion for more than ten years, but he has been fighting for 1,000 years, how can it not be surprising?

Even the well-informed old Fording was surprised by his brother Tulayan's magnificent experience in the past ten years, and the Chaldean explanation also made the old Fording seem to vaguely understand why after Zela's death, the warriors of the Holy Light Legion would enter a state similar to autism.

"Just imagine, brothers, you fought desperately to the death in a thousand-year war against demons, and the only thing that can help you stop the most terrible despair and powerlessness is your faith and your comrades-in-arms, the warriors of the Legion of Light generally believe in the Light, and Zela, the Mother of Light, is their spiritual leader, and in the years of war, the warriors are likely to mistake Zela for the embodiment of the Light or even the Light itself."

After feeling the message of Zela's fall, the warriors of the Holy Light Legion can easily associate the bad result of "the Holy Light is dead", although the Holy Light is there, and the Holy Light has never abandoned anyone, but the wrong perception and belief thinking will lead their spirits into a dead end, which will eventually evolve into the current consequence. ”

Chaldea sighed, and said with some helplessness:

"But this is human nature, no wonder our brothers among the stars, of course, in addition to the mistakes in the self-belief thinking of the warriors of the Holy Light Legion, there is another reason, that is, as I mentioned at the beginning, Zela, this Naru, is indeed very different from other Naru."

Chaldeans frowned and said:

"I have been in the Legion of Light for a short time, but I can feel that Zela, the Mother of Light, has a very well, very stubborn character, she firmly believes that she is saving the fate of the stars, and during the war between the Legion of Light and the demons, she is still watching the various worlds coveted by the demons, looking for the so-called "children of destiny", she believes that by uniting these children of destiny who are destined to save the world, she can save the ultimate fate of the entire stars. ”

"Zela can peek into fate and the future, she often shares the future she sees with her warriors, I don't mean to blame her actions, but with the intensity of war like the Holy Light Legion and the fanaticism of its warriors for their faith, such a fragment of the future is indeed easy to interfere with their minds We have all dealt with some irrational behavior of fanatical believers, I think everyone can understand that a group of fanatical warriors who regard a fixed future as the salvation of the stars, after witnessing the complete dissipation of that future, What kind of effect will it have on their will. ”

The Chaldeans looked at Old Fordin, and he explained:

"As for why I wasn't affected by that, firstly, my time in the Holy Light Legion was relatively short, and secondly"

"I've been through the full war of orcs and the undead, I've seen mortals unite to defeat the Elder Gods, and frankly, I don't think that our world, or even the future of the stars, needs to rely on the ethereal thing of fate to be finally saved, maybe it is because of this thought that I have avoided that catastrophic consequence."

"Well, I guess I understand."

After a dozen seconds of silence, Old Fording nodded, he looked at the Chaldeans, and then at the other believers of the Holy Light, and he whispered:

"In fact, in the past few years, the Order of the Silver Dawn has also had a dispute of faith, and I believe that many people know about this matter, in our Knights, there has been a fanatical "will to purify", which is like a flame, driving the warriors to fearlessly challenge all darkness, this will that will affect people's thinking is very dangerous, and according to Little Anduin, the origin of this will to purify should also have something to do with Zela, the mother of light. ”

"Overall, it's probably not a bad thing."

Old Fording stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, and he looked at Chaldeans:

"Then according to you, the Chaldean Archbishop, just need to make those warriors whose will has been shocked re-perceive the existence of the Holy Light, maybe it will be able to alleviate their broken hearts, right?"

"Well, that's probably the case."

The Chaldeans gave an ambiguous answer:

"After all, this is the first time I've dealt with such a thing, and I can't give a definitive answer, but I think this method is feasible! And the Naru led by Adar are now sitting in the Stratholm region, I think, maybe we should transfer these Light warriors to the Silver Dawn Order, under the guidance of the Narus, I believe that they will awaken! ”

"But maybe, it may take a while."

"Then let's do it!"

Bishop Dejek, the Purity, who came on behalf of the Pope, agreed, and the sincere priest, with a religious symbol on his chest, whispered:

"May the Holy Light awaken the warriors among the stars as soon as possible, and their existence is the best evidence of the infinite power of the Holy Light in the stars, and it is also the sign of the inevitable rise of the Holy Light, bless them!"

"Bang"

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open at this moment, and a paladin walked quickly to Old Fording, and said something to the Grand Knight, causing Old Fording to raise his head sharply, and after a moment, the Grand Knight said to the others:

"Ladies and gentlemen, Your Majesty Alsace's retinue, have found something special at the edge of the frozen sea, and I think we should go and see it at once!"

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"I was at the seaside helping two confused Draenei ladies to do um, to do prayers, and we were very involved in it, it was a very important, very sacred work, but just as our long prayers were over, and we were about to take a break and start the second round again, I suddenly noticed a flash in the shaking waters."

The high-ranking paladin of the Lordaeron Kingdom, Mr. Marcus, the "Holy Light Blade", is gathering on the beach of Shatar City with a group of high-ranking knights, this very handsome, born tiger-backed bear-waisted, and the young paladin with masculine charm all over his body is triumphant, introducing the process of discovering the "holy artifact" to the other colleagues.

But the lipstick marks on his collar, and his disheveled form, as well as the beach chair on the beach not far away, and the clothes scattered next to the chair, seemed to indicate that the "holy prayer" of the paladin and the two Draenei chicks was not as serious as he said, and the suspicious water stains left on the chair seemed to prove it.

However, no matter what the famous "Merry Knight" was doing just now, it could not hide the fact that this lucky man had indeed discovered something amazing.

"It was definitely the Light calling to me, and I could feel that although I was very tired from the long prayers, I was able to pick up this piece in the ocean with the help of two very water-based Draenei Ladies!"

Marcus looked at the sea behind him, and seemed to recall the "fragrant" scene he had just "played" with the two wonderful Miss Delaney in the sea, he coughed lightly, and explained to the solemn King of Arthas beside him:

"When I held it, I felt a lot of power in my whole body, and I felt like I could rush into the battlefield and kill 100, no, 500 demons! I continued to pray for the two ladies in my hand, and I was not tired at all, and again and again, after the two ladies had fully felt the warmth and holiness of the Light, and had been satisfied with their indulgence in the light, I sent for you to inform you, in short, that the knowledge of the Light was transmitted to me by the Crystal, and I knew that it was a holy thing, and most importantly! ”

Marcus's eyes widened, and he pointed to the tumbling waters around him, and said to his king:

"There must be more debris in this water! I'm sure of it! This fragment allowed me to see the fragments of this dark sea that radiated a golden halo, like stars in the sky! ”

"Your Majesty, this is a gift from the Light! We can't just let them sink into the sea like this! ”

"What do you think? Chaldean Archbishop? ”

His Majesty Arthas ignored the prodigious words of the merry knight under his command, and he looked back at the grave-faced Chaldeans, who took the golden crystal, and after a moment of realization, the Chaldeans shook his head, and said to Arthas:

"No, it's not a gift from the Light, Your Majesty."

"This is Zela, the Mother of Light, a legacy for this world!"