When Yuna, who was unhappy and pouting enough to hang an oil pot, ran to Tyr's hand for the second time, it was already early in the morning of the next day.

The little ghost yawned as he rode behind Arceus, and after rushing out of the passage of the Dead Realm, he found that the room of Anduin and Sarantia was empty, and the breath of the two imps had disappeared from the hands of Tyr, and he could only feel it from a distance, and they seemed to be farther north, where there was another holy place in the Order of the Silver Dawn, one of the three holy places of the Church of Light, the Chapel of the Wish of Light.

The quaint chapel has been standing on this land for 200 years, it is a sacred relic established by the ancestors, and under that chapel is buried the remains of all the paladins who died in the First and Second Orc Wars and the Battle of the Northern Frontier, and the power of the Holy Light is surging there as if it were substance, and even Tyrion is reluctant to go to that place.

This made Yuna scratch her head a little irritably, although she was not afraid of the Holy Light, but the nature of being a spirit made her reluctant to go there, not to mention, the Holy Light Wish Chapel is stationed all year round with a group of ascetics from the Holy Light Church, those old-fashioned believers who have abandoned all the enjoyments of the world make their will closer to the essence of the Holy Light in their ascetic life, their super perception of spirits and evil powers, it is easy for Yuna to be exposed.

"Throw it right here!"

Yuna walked around Anduin's room twice, then took out the Shield of Naru gem from her flower-embroidered pocket and threw it on the table, intending to leave as she had done without a heart.

Anyway, the thing has already been delivered, and how to use it is Anduin's business.

And just as Yuna opened the passage of the Dead Realm, she suddenly felt that not far away, a familiar power of holy light was lingering, it was the breath of the bad woman Zela, which made Yuna frown suddenly, she picked up the shield of Naru on the table, and walked towards the place where the holy light lingered.

On the other side, in the vast and deep underground depths of the Castle of the Hand of Tyr in the early morning, several young paladins who were tied to pillars with chains were still in a coma, and in front of them were the opened Lightcast Ritual Circle, dressed in linen robes, with a sincere face on their faces. Miss Abidis was standing beside the slow-moving circle of light, and the figure of Miss Bridget carrying a barrel was reflected at the end of the dark basement, in the midst of the burning of the holy water that was constantly poured into the circle.

"Put us down! Bridget, are you crazy? What are you doing! ”

Dalyan, whose face has not yet dissipated, has not yet dissipated. Mograini struggled constantly, the chains that bound him made a crunch between collisions, and he looked at Bridget with his back to them in front of him, and at the light-casting circle that had already begun to work, and he shouted:

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"I will save your hearts and faith..."

Miss Knight lifted a bucket of condensed holy water and poured it into the circle where the holy light runes flashed, and she said without looking back:

"The knights of the Order of the Silver Dawn have been guided into a frenzied path of purification, which ends in nothing but destruction and no hope... I saw it, and the Light showed me that terrible end... I must save my home, just from saving you, my best friend..."

Miss Knight turned her head, and in the lingering light, she gave Dalyan a warm smile behind her:

"And my lover began... Don't be afraid, Dalyan, this ritual will bring you closer to the Light, it will cleanse your heart... Don't be afraid, soon, we will be able to save our home together. ”

Bridget. The smile on Miss Abydis's face was extremely warm and full of a spirit of self-sacrifice, but in Dalyan's eyes, the smile seemed so terrifying, and the lady he admired seemed to have become a different person overnight, and this feeling frightened him, and he had a premonition that he might lose his love.

"Bridget... Other! Please, don't do that! ”

Dalyan desperately tried to untie the chains that bound his hands, and he looked left and right, and on the pillars around him were the unconscious Tyran, Falfax, Thomas, and the head priest White. Mayne, who is the leader of the younger generation of the Silver Dawn Order, can't imagine what kind of terrible storm it will cause in the entire Order Country once Bridget's so-called "ritual" fails, directly causing them to suffer.

"Where did that ritual come from?"

Dalyan asked:

"Don't be stupid, Bridget, I can understand your anxiety, but put me down first, and together we can figure it out and turn it off! Please. ”

"It's a light-forging ceremony."

Miss Knight poured the last bucket of holy water into the circle of shining holy light in front of her, like pouring a barrel of oil into the burning flame, the golden holy flame rose high in the basement, and in the beating of the light, Brigitte reached out and untied her robe, exposing her perfect body to the dark basement, she was wearing only close-fitting underwear, he untied his single ponytail hair, and let the long orange hair fall over his shoulders.

As if she had stepped into a pool, Miss Knight, with a self-sacrificing temperament, stepped into the beating light, and she whispered:

"Anduin got the materials for the lightcasting ceremony, but it was given to him by the evil Zela, and I couldn't let you be influenced by Zela, so I removed the holy light crystal needed for the ritual and replaced it with the purest holy water... I don't know if this will work, but it's the only way we can save the Legion of the Silver Dawn... We must cut ties with Zela and fill our faith with true light..."

"I have to! Bless me, Dalyan..."

The next moment, Bridget's figure was completely engulfed by the endless flames of holy light on the ground, and Dalyan watched his lover disappear into the flames. Mograine roared like a beast, his face distorted, his eyes red, the chains that bound his hands tightened to the extreme at this moment:

"Nope! No!! Come back! Come back!! Bridget... Come back! ”

"Huh"

At the moment when the flame of light engulfed Bridget, Yuna, the ghost of light, also appeared in the basement, and the little ghost saw the activated light casting circle at first glance, this thing was sent by her personally yesterday, and she also told Anduin not to use it rashly.

"Huh?"

The little ghost's glasses widened, and she ran to the ritual where thousands of runes of holy light continued to circle and shine, and looked at Bridget, who was trembling in pain in the flame of holy light, and she shouted loudly:

"Why doesn't this ritual have a rechargeable Holy Light Crystal? Are you crazy? Do you dare to use it without a charge? ”

"Bridget replaced the crystal with holy water, save her, please!"

Darien, who was locked up, could no longer bother to look at Yuna's special form of the Holy Light Spirit, and he shouted to Yuna:

"Bridget is crazy, she's been brainwashed, she's going to sacrifice herself to try the viability of holy water, pull her out quickly!"

"Holy water?"

Although the little ghost is unlearned, she has been with Tyrion for a long time, and she has seen many big scenes, she turned her head to look at the ten empty barrels beside her, and then felt the energy intensity of the Holy Light Flame in front of her, and then shook her head:

"No, even the condensed holy water can't provide enough holy light power to complete the ritual, this little silly girl will be drained of flesh and blood because of the exhaustion of energy... However, I brought a replacement~"

As she spoke, Yuna proudly shook the shield of Naru in her hand, and she looked at the five pillars around her, following Tyrion's example, and said in a relaxed tone:

"This thing can help her complete the ritual~ It won't be affected by that bad woman in Zela, but I need to pick someone to walk into the ritual now and embed this crystal in the center of the ritual, so who would be so lucky?"

"Me! I got it! ”

Dalyan shouted without hesitation:

"Little girl, untie my chains, I'll come!"

"Really?"

Yuna glanced at Dalyan, who deliberately frightened the young man who was overwhelmed by love, and said in a gloomy tone:

"But once you enter it, you will also be included in the lightcasting ceremony, that is, you may also be transformed into a lightcasting knight~ That's a very painful and painful process~"

"I'm not afraid! Untie the chains, child, I'll come! ”

At Dalyan's insistence, Yuna shook her hand, and Arceus, the soul deer, rushed forward and spewed a cold breath of death at the chain, and after a few seconds, the solid chain was frozen by ice, and then shattered under Dalyan's struggle.

Dalyan, with a blue nose and swollen face, took the shield of Naru from Yuna's hand, he took a deep breath, took off his armor, and then glanced at Yuna, he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just said to the little ghost:

"If I'm unlucky... Please tell my father to be his son and carry on the Mograini bloodline, I am honored... Tell him that his son died to save his beloved, and that I died like a real one..."

"Bang"

Before Dalyan could finish his words, Arceus slammed his head on the back, knocking the young man into the flames of holy light that had begun to decline, and Yuna clapped her hands beside her, and said with a look of disdain:

"One or two, they're all so verbose!"

Light casting ceremony, this is a kind of reinforcement of the legionnaires by Zela's Holy Light Legion, its essence is to infuse a huge amount of holy light power into the flesh and blood, and engrave the lines of the holy light on the flesh and blood, so that the flesh and blood life has a strong holy light affinity like the holy light creatures, greatly strengthening the physical quality of the flesh and blood power, and linking their souls with the holy light.

Since it is to inscribe something, the process is bound to be painful...

Dalyan felt like he had been thrown into boiling water, and in just a second, he felt his flesh and blood being roasted dry by the burning of the light, but he did not forget his mission, he picked up the hot body of Bridget, who was close to a coma, and then bent down and embedded the Atama crystal in his hand, the shield of Naru, which was full of endless holy light, on the surface of the ritual.

When the crystal was put into the ritual, the whole ritual was truly activated, and the blazing flame of holy light that was triggered by the holy water was completely qualitative at this moment, if the previous flame was just boiling water, then this moment was completely transformed into a pure golden flame of holy light, just like real magma, and the clothes on Dalyan and Bridget were burned in an instant.

And it wasn't just the flame of holy light that was ignited, in that qualitative ritual fire, there were also thousands of shining holy light runes, which were divine lines born in the holy light, like red-hot soldering irons, one after another imprinted on the ketones of Dalyan and Bridget.

"Ahhh

Dalyan's howl of pain echoed in the basement, and the cry of pain like a beast made him hug Brigitte in his arms even tighter, in this extreme pain, only the will to protect his lover could allow Dalyan to survive this terrible transformation and not be crushed in an instant, and Brigitte in his arms also hugged Dalyan tightly, in the pain of this flesh-and-blood transformation, the two of them were like outlaw mandarin ducks, waiting for the fate given by the Holy Light.

The howl, and the scorching heat of the flames, woke up the four unconscious men on the surrounding pillars, Tyran and White. When Myne opened his eyes, he saw the flame of holy light slowly extinguishing in front of him, and Dalyan and Brigitte, who had completely changed their bodies in the tempering of that flame of holy light.

Dalyan's muscular body was as if it had just been fished out of the water, and it emitted white smoke like mist, and he breathed like a dying fish, and on his bare back, there were golden stripes, like a cool tattoo of holy light, that stripes were like abstract geometric lines, wrapped around his back, arms, and legs, making him look like an unruly tattooed guy.

However, the lines of this holy light represent his reborn transformation.

And the same is true of Brigitte, who was held in his arms, and the slender lines spread all over Brigitte's perfect body, making Miss Knight look a strange seductive beauty.

But... Both were naked at this time, as the scorching flame of the Holy Light burned their clothes.

"Yikes!"

White. Myne closed his eyes with a flushed face, and Tyran turned his gaze to the other side in embarrassment, Yuna covered her eyes with her left hand, waved her right hand, and threw the two robes to Dalyan and Bridget, still muttering:

"Shameless! It's shameless~"

The equally embarrassed Miss Knight and Dalyan quickly put on their robes, and seeing that the light-casting ceremony embedded in the Naru crystal had been successful, little Yuna crossed her waist and stood on the four young paladins and priests who were chained to the pillars, and she triumphantly asked:

"So... Who's next? ”

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Anduin and Sarandia combined their travels, and they returned to the Hand of Tyr from the Chapel of Light's Wish during the night, and just as Anduin opened the door to his room, six Lightcast Paladins who had completed the Lightcast Ritual were waiting for him in his room.

"You..."

Anduin looked at the mysterious and seductive lines of holy light on the faces of Bridget and the others in front of him in surprise, and he didn't know what to say.

Miss Knight didn't answer the question, she stepped forward and got down on one knee sincerely, the other 4 Lightcast Knights and the Lightcast Priest White with a staff in his hand. Myne was flanked by Anduin, and Bridge handed Anduin both hands a spear wrapped in a white ribbon, and she said in a loud voice:

"You have brought us the true Light, Anduin. Wrynn, you single-handedly built the Holy Cult... You should be our Sect Master! ”

"Now, Anduin. Lead us, Wrynn..."

"Let the Holy Army save Silver Dawn, and then, let's... Raise the banner of salvation! ”