"I have said, 'I hope that one day I will be able to spread the word of light to the common people and teach them the meaning of the three virtues. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 I have spent my whole life working on this, and I have not deviated from the will of the Light for a moment. Therefore, I am the archbishop recognized in your hearts. ”

"I have always believed that worldly powers should not be the rulers of the Light, and that if I had appointed the successor myself, the Church of Light would one day be filled with profits, and would gradually decay and be destroyed. Since I am destined to return to the embrace of the Light, let the Light choose the true messenger of Light. ”

Alonsos slowly stretched out his right index finger, volleying into the void, and the ethereal and holy voice sounded again.

"Who are you...... Are you willing to dedicate every moment of your life to the Light, and swear with your soul in front of the Light that throughout your life you must help the weak, help the sick, punish the brutal, uphold justice, and spread the three virtues?" After a pause, Alonsos continued: "If you are willing, please come out of the ranks!"

As the words fell, the divine radiance on his body doubled again.

In normal vision, this is already a brighter brilliance than the scorching sun. None of the people present felt that the Holy Light was dazzling. It is obviously dazzling, but everyone can clearly see every detail of Alonsos's body.

There was a Bishop of the Holy Light who had been fighting for the position of Archbishop, and he wanted to stand up and move out of the ranks, however, he felt the resistance from the Light in horror.

It is a kind of disgust and resistance to impurities.

It's like an evil creature who wants to come and call himself a brother to a divine creature only to be coldly rejected, and is ruthlessly rejected.

It wasn't that he didn't try to sneak in, and he was immediately met with a greater counterattack from the Holy Light. A golden holy light suddenly rose from his body, and the holy light was like a flame wrapped around him, as long as he moved slightly, it was immediately a heart-rending burning pain.

He was sweating profusely and trembling and crawling on the ground, never daring to move again.

Alonsos glanced at the regional bishop from Talon County with pity, and then took his gaze back.

The will of the Holy Light is clear - those who attempt to ascend to the position of Archbishop of the Holy Light with selfish desires will be punished with the most severe punishment.

Alonsos shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "The position of archbishop does not represent power, nor does it represent glory. Rather, it is a sacred duty. This means that those who ascend to this position will have to take on the responsibility of saving the people of the world from despair. ”

"The archbishop is not a savior! he cannot save every good soul exposed to the butcher's knife of a brutal enemy. But the archbishop represents the ultimate beauty and goodness in the world, and represents the last hope of everyone in despair. ”

"Why would an ordinary mortal pronounce the name of the archbishop in a desperate prayer?"

"By virtue of your selfless sacrifice and dedication!"

"By all your efforts for the people of the world!"

"With your life and soul, you set the benchmark for goodness in the world, and bring hope to hundreds of millions of living beings!"

Saying this, Alonsos's voice slowed:

"The Light rejects all impurities. Stand down with those who have evil desires. I ask one last time, who wishes to inherit the will of the Light and make their name truly divine...... Please get out of the line!"

One of the bishops withdrew, and he was ashamed, prostrate on the ground, moving his calves, and slowly withdrew from the main hall.

The two bishops withdrew.

Five bishops withdrew.

The bishops of the seven kingdoms, excluding Fao, who is also the bishop of Lordaeron, retreated five impressively, leaving only Benedictas, the bishop of the Stormwind Kingdom.

Benedictas, however, neither advanced nor retreated, fell to his knees calmly, bathing his face in the undulating waves of divine light that rose and fell in the main temple.

He is waiting for the birth of a new archbishop.

Alonsos is too demanding.

If it is a human being, it will have selfish desires!

If it is a human being, there will be birth, old age, sickness and death!

People will have what they want to do.

Is there really such a perfect, selfless saint?

In other words, to this point of piety, is that still a human being?

At this moment, a man moved.

He was Alonsos' most beloved and valued disciple - Uther* Lightbringer.

Uther's calm voice rang out, "I asked myself if I could do all of the above. If you don't mind that I'm a paladin, I'm willing to accept the will of the Light. ”

There was a whispered commotion around him, which quickly subsided.

Alonsos spoke: "The path of the Light, regardless of nationality or race. The Holy Light is the ultimate prayer for the good of all the people in the world. If you, Uther, are willing to give your life and your soul to the Light for the sake of all the people of the world, then please stand before me. ”

Without hesitation, Uther walked up to the dangling Alonthos, got down on one knee, and lowered his head, which he had not even bowed for the king.

"I, Uther*, Messenger of Light, swear in the presence of the Light that I am willing to observe the Three Virtues and devote my life to spreading the Light, spreading hope, punishing evil, and promoting justice!"

A clear and sonorous voice echoed throughout the Cathedral of Light.

Although it was a bit odd to have a paladin as the next Archbishop of the Holy Light, the priests quickly embraced it all.

Right!

Only truly selfless people are qualified to step on that sacred high position and become sacred in the hearts of the people!

Alonsos smiled and lowered his body and patted the shoulder of the most devout disciple, tears of relief welling up in the corners of his eyes. He looked up to heaven and shouted, "Praise the Light!"

Suddenly, an illusory golden light descended on Uther's head, forming a golden crown that resembled a wreath.

This was the Light's acknowledgment of Uther.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

After being stunned for a full three seconds, countless priests knelt on the ground, straightened their waists, and raised their hands to the sky.

"Praise the Light—"

"Praise be to St. Uther!"

The next moment, everyone's voices stopped abruptly.

That's right!

At the moment when the legacy was completed, the name of Alonsos Fao became history.

Uther's name as the lightbringer became the new sacred.

Holding his teacher's limp body, Uther burst into tears.

On this day, starting from the city of Lordaeron, the bells of the bright churches of every royal city and the small churches of every village and town rang for a long time.

Countless believers fell to their knees and wept in grief.

In this way, all commemorate the passing of a true saint.

Standing on the terrace of the State Guesthouse, Duke looked at the Cathedral of the Holy Light from afar, and suddenly said softly: "Let's go! It's time to leave." (To be continued.) )