Chapter 232 The Distorted Holy Light

Talson led a few people to see Isenlien. The three of them had too unique looks and were worried about being recognized. They all wore hoods.

Whenever someone passes by, Talson shouts slogans like a psycho to help distract them.

"Kill the undead! Kill the undead!"

Vanessa was dumbfounded. Wouldn't shouting like this attract more attention? She was secretly on guard. Once the enemy surrounded them, she would have no choice but to kill them.

However, the development of things completely deviated from her guess. The numb-looking civilians and soldiers around them immediately responded loudly after hearing the slogan, with focused and fanatical expressions, as if they would be annihilated if they were slow for a second.

Tyran Fording seemed to be used to it, while Vanessa and Old Fording frowned. Neither of them liked this kind of hysterical madness.

"These soldiers need a period of time to recover from their mental trauma. They cannot go to the battlefield for a short period of time..." Vanessa said pointedly.

"That's what I want to say too." Old Fording nodded.

Ethan Lean is really sick!

Vanessa wanted to go over and stab this guy to death.

Isenlien's qualifications are very old, but he has not reached the legendary level. He is now just a high-level priest.

In the Scarlet Crusade, except for the two legendary paladins, Lord Alexandros Mograine and Saidan Dathrohan, the other leaders are all high-level.

This is the normal strength structure. Legends do not exist everywhere. Those who can reach the legendary level are basically the leaders of one party's camp.

It's hard to say whether the night elves or the later draenei have lifespans of tens of thousands of years.

Among the two major races, humans and orcs, with good qualifications and acquired training, the limit of most people is the middle level. Among them, warriors and thieves are the representatives of professions that rely on the body to make a living. After a certain age limit, the body It starts to go downhill, no matter how good your skills are, it’s useless.

Vanessa in the original time and space can reach the level of a high-level thief, it is entirely because of her extraordinary talent. Ordinary people can't reach that level after a lifetime of training.

It is even more difficult to reach the legendary level. Warriors and thieves need to be cultivated from an early age. They must take various palace secrets and precious medicines to maximize the plasticity of the body. Only people like King Wa can reach the legendary level.

This process is extremely difficult, and the characters who have reached legend have their own extraordinary pasts.

Like Jaina, she spends 90% of her free time studying, not to mention Vanessa. She works hard to gain natural recognition, as evidenced by her forced promotion of the Forsaken and the Scourge of the Undead.

Intermediate level is the pinnacle of many people's lives, high level is the end point of most geniuses, and legend is basically something that can only be imagined in dreams.

Isenlien belongs to the category of most geniuses. He has been at the high level for a long time. Now he is misinterpreting the definition of Holy Light, and he may not have the idea of ​​​​taking himself further.

He was meditating in the quiet room at this time. He said he was meditating, but in fact he was thinking about several torture methods to torture humans and the undead. He believed that physical pain was also a good way to distinguish between the two. The undead did not feel pain!

Applauded for his thoughts, he quickly took out his quill and recorded these thoughts. To him, these were all gifts of the Holy Light.

Talson's knock on the door made him very unhappy, and his face gradually turned ferocious.

He said in a hoarse voice: "My child, the Holy Light's teachings to you today are over. Go ahead and do your thing."

"Grand Prosecutor, I have something related to the Holy Light to report to you." Talson shouted.

With the help of his cover, Vanessa and the others easily defeated several guards at the door.

The two paladins were not very good at beating sap, but they couldn't stand it. Vanessa defeated two guards, and their father and son also defeated one each.

"Then you come in!" Grand Prosecutor Isenlien's face was full of anger. He put away the parchment and thought in his mind. If Talson didn't give him a satisfactory answer, he must let him see the Holy Light. of anger.

"Huh? You!" A few people pushed the door in, and he saw Tyran Fording immediately. After all, this was his disciple. The two of them didn't get along day and night, but they were very familiar with each other. Isn't this person dead? ?

His brain circuit would not understand the meaning of what was happening in front of him for a while.

It wasn't until Vanessa tore open a scroll that prevented the sound from spreading that he realized something was wrong.

"Tirion?! You are still alive! You all deserve to die, you are blaspheming the Holy Light!" He pulled out the dagger he carried with him and rushed towards Old Fordring without any regard for the gap in strength between the two.

After discovering that the power of Holy Light in old Fording had been restored, half of the values ​​​​in his heart collapsed.

How could this criminal who released and harbored the orcs regain the favor of the Holy Light? He must have used some evil method. Maybe the Tirion Fordring and Tyran Fordring in front of him are undead!

Kill the undead! Save the Light! Two thoughts came together in his mind, so that he rushed towards Old Fording at a speed far exceeding his own agility limit.

Yo? Vanessa almost laughed.

A priest skilled with daggers? Look at this speed? Gee, this guy is really underqualified to be a pastor!

She folded her arms and watched the excitement without worrying about the safety of Fording and his son.

The priest's melee combat ability is definitely not as good as that of the paladin, otherwise there would be no need to study the paladin's fighting methods in the first place.

Isenlien was easily knocked down by Old Fording with a hammer. Before he could stand up, Tyran Fording and Talson held him down firmly.

"The Holy Light should not be arbitrarily distorted by people like you. You have tarnished this purity!"

He knew that this man was emptying his son and ruining his family's fiefdom. The most hateful thing was that he had changed the teachings of the Holy Light beyond recognition. This was really intolerable to Old Fording.

There were family feuds, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net There were personal grudges, and ideological disputes. Seeing that Vanessa was not prepared to participate, he decided to deal with it according to his own wishes.

The holy light on Old Fording suddenly bloomed, and in the radiant light, he took out a holy deed.

With a golden book cover and silver paper, the Holy Deed automatically turned to one of the pages without any wind.

Although Vanessa was curious about the secrets of other Paladins, she didn't go over to watch.

As if he knew what Old Fording was going to do, the holy light on Isenlien also surged out desperately. However, the two were completely different. One looked like a towering tree, while the other looked like a malnourished dead tree. It seemed to be only taller. It's a little different, but even a layman like Vanessa can tell the difference.

"Isenlion, you have desecrated the majesty of the Holy Light! I! Tirion Fordring, Duke of Lordaeron and Lord of Hearthglen, hereby declare that you are guilty! I will deprive you of the right to use the Holy Light!" The old man The momentum was like a rainbow, and the sound echoed throughout the prayer room.

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