The Draenei are almost going insane.

Thinking that in Argus, they had a prosperous kingdom and good people, all of which were ended by the power of Sargeras. While the other two leaders turned their people into demonic minions for the sake of power, Veron chose to lead his people to the light, but this escape lasted for 25,000 years.

During these painful and unforgettable years, it was Viren who served as the spiritual pillar of the entire Delaney, constantly guiding them, encouraging them, and leading them out of despair and hardship.

It can be said that for many Draenei born in spaceships and escape journeys, Viren is their only hope for survival.

Now, the pillar that held the entire nation together, Viren, known as the 'Immortal', suddenly collapsed without warning.

This plunged all the Dralanetes into grief and madness.

"Ahhh

Suddenly, the ladder broke. Malad made a small fall from a height of more than three meters.

Then he saw Duke standing on the edge of the hole, and anger welled up in his heart: "Duke Marcus! What are you doing!?"

Duke turned slightly, his eyes sharp, and he glanced at Malad fiercely: "Look at your Holy Light, and think about what Prophet Viren taught you in the first place—it is a warrior of pure heart who needs to fight evil, not an avenger." Are you worthy of what Viren taught you?"

Marrad's whole body trembled, and it was only at this moment that he realized that the holy light on his body had become sparse and mottled.

The Light is the embodiment of the purest righteous will in the heart.

If the motive is impure, the holy light will naturally be impure, and the power of the evil will plummet.

Marlad was momentarily speechless.

Over there, Iriel gently lowered the withered body of Viren's lost soul, and she picked up her hammer.

Iriel's body lit up with divine golden light.

This is the Temple of Darkness, the darkest and most filthy place in all of Draenor, where the Warlock of Ereda from the Twisted Void conducts forbidden experiments and fills the once sacred temple with the soul wails of the unjustly dead.

Therefore, the sky above the Dark Temple will always be covered with the most evil thick black clouds.

However, at this moment, there was a golden point of light that became bigger and bigger, from a small dot to a golden pillar of light that penetrated the heavens and the earth. It was a little faint at first, but soon everyone heard a female voice on everyone. She said:

"The flame of life of Lord Viren Prophet has been extinguished. ”

"The Draenei is not extinguished!"

"The Draenei love peace, but as soon as the Burning Legion is not extinguished, the Draenei will join hands with the Alliance to hold high the battle flag of the Alliance, so that it will always fly above this glorious world!"

"Long live the Alliance!"

It was an oath to fight......

Every Draenei, every Allied soldier who could see Iriel, saw Iriel's warhammer turn into a golden torch.

The holy light is blazing, blazing!

Then, another pillar of light pierced through the heavens and the earth, and it was countless draenei paladins and priests who poured their wills together, and then the pillar of light gently turned into a gorgeous arc of light, merging with Iriel's pillar of light and becoming an even larger pillar of light.

Duke was a little confused, he watched as the golden flames swirled around Iriel's body, and in an instant, a dazzling soul battle banner rose from Ariel's back, and in an instant, it turned into two golden wings.

Now, Irel has two wings like her former compatriots. It's just that the Ereda demon is an ugly bat wing, and the hooves at the moment are more like angels.

Well, Hoof Angel, Duke feels drunk just thinking about it.

He really didn't know that there was such a sassy operation.

When you think about it, it seems reasonable.

After all, when he didn't stop losing the festival back then, it was the kind-hearted boss who passed on the festival to him that he avoided the crisis of soul degeneration.

Spiritual power comes from the soul, and since the soul can be inherited, the holy light, which is one of the greatest manifestations of soul energy, is not impossible to pass on to others.

Of course, the hooves are not so aggressive, but the problem is that Viren has it!

Seeing the system's prompt "Viren passed about 18,000 years of Holy Light energy to Iriel", Duke felt a pain in the face.

Once upon a time, Duke was a martial arts fan. Every time I can't sleep in the middle of the night, I fantasize about some old grandfather passing on to him the internal strength of Yijiazi, which is equal to 60 years.

Well, now that Viren, an old immortal, he directly played the god stick brand chicken blood to the hoof.

The hooves are simply against the sky at this time!

Looking at the golden light all over his body, more than the hooves of the Golden Saint Seiya, Duke really complained a little: The power of the Holy Light in 18,000 years! Why don't you give me some ......

While Duke was complaining, he suddenly received a message from Alonsos Fao: "Duke, Lord Viren seems to have poured all the remaining power of holy light into Iriel's body before he died. ”

Again, the system prompts, "Viren has probably injected 8,000 years of holy light into the magic net. ”

Huh, hey!?

This can be there!

Viren, you're interesting enough, I'll cover the hooves in the future!

I know that Wei Lun can't give the hoof to cheap him, but the feeling similar to winning the lottery and opening a treasure chest to open an artifact is cool!

Hoof flapped her golden wings of light a little unskillfully, and the whole person rose into the air, and then, in a ridiculous position similar to a standing long jump, jumped onto the platform at the top of the Dark Temple.

"Your Excellency Commander Marcus, I, Iriel, as the alternate leader of the Delaney, have asked to join the Illidan crusade. The sound of the hooves was sonorous and powerful, and there was no hesitation in her rather girlish young face at this time.

Duke instinctively refused at first.

It's not that he's not optimistic about the potential of the hoof, but it takes time and opportunity to transform potential into strength. How many geniuses have fallen halfway through the ages, failing to realize their potential.

Viren suddenly hangs up, and Duke doesn't want to hang up another draenei leader. Because the rest of the Draenei are mediocre guys, and Duke doesn't look down on any of them.

It's just that when he saw the girl's pleading gaze, Duke nodded heavily: "Originally, you were not qualified to participate in this level of battle, this is to protect you." But for the sake of His Excellency Viren's sacrifice for the Alliance, I am appointed, and I will be the one to suppress the formation this time. Remember, you owe me a favor. ”

"No problem. Hoof replied heartily.

The hoofs sang the battle song of the Holy Light, letting the light bathe their bodies, and rushed straight to Illidan's side.