noffsinger Chapter 129: Holy Light Nathrezim Lothraxion
Chapter 129: Holy Light Nathrezim Lothraxion
Losa Church,
This is the cathedral built by the Church of Light in Stormwind in a corner of the Dark Portal.
It is named after the Alliance commander Anduin Lothar!
It is small in size but has everything it needs.
At this moment, in the center of the church, a group of devout paladins and priests were surrounding a huge creature.
He has devil horns, huge wings growing on his back, a sharp mouth and fangs, and looks very scary.
But the strange thing is that his whole body was flowing with golden holy light energy!
It feels like he is a devotee of the Holy Light!
"What's your name, Dreadlord?" Lothar looked at the Dreadlord solemnly.
He has heard from Salvador about the deeds of the Nathrezim!
Cunning villain, conspirator, the source of chaos in the world!
But the Dreadlord before him actually surrendered to the Holy Light!
This was something he couldn't imagine!
He did not understand the nature of the power of Holy Light before, but now, as a Paladin at the peak of Legend, he understands very well that the power of Holy Light can only be obtained by those who are pious and have a firm heart!
But this dreadlord...
If the Holy Light cannot represent justice, if the Dreadlord in front of us can still hide his evil under the Holy Light, then the world's largest religious force in Azeroth will be defeated.
"Haha... Respected Paladin, I am not a dreadlord. My name is Lothraxion, and I am a devout paladin! And also a high-ranking commander of the Legion of Light!" Lothraxion grinned.
Lothar frowned slightly, and he had a feeling in his heart that this Dreadlord was not simple!
But he was very sure that the dreadlord named Lothraxion was emitting holy light all over his body!
"Anduin Lothar, the commander of the Alliance!" Lothar responded vigilantly, "What is your purpose in coming to the world of Azeroth?"
"While traveling in the universe, our Holy Light Corps sensed the call for help from a Holy Light Naaru. Following the fluctuations of that Naaru's soul, we traveled a long distance and unexpectedly came to this world!"
"Accident? Naaru?" Lothar asked in confusion, "What is Naaru?"
"Naaru are the representatives of Holy Light. They are the symbol of peace. They can save your broken world! The Holy Light you use comes from them."
One of the pastors became excited when he heard this.
"Excuse me, is it a luminous creature similar to a tangram?"
Lothraxion nodded.
The human priest immediately jumped up and down with joy!
"Great! I actually dreamed about the representative of Holy Light last night!"
At this time, Losa, who heard it, became alert!
Can that Naaru still appear in people’s dreams?
Just as Salvador said, the purpose of the Holy Light is indeed impure!
What is this Dreadlord?
At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the crowd, and everyone in the church began to move around, making a huge empty space.
Everyone looked at this person respectfully, not daring to make any sound for fear of angering this terrifying existence!
When Losaacion saw this person, his heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.
Salvador looked at him with a smile on his face and walked up to him.
"Nathrezim? How did you join the Holy Light? If Denathrius knew you betrayed him, would he kill you? Lothraxion!"
When Losaacion heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank and his heart was filled with shock!
But the next second he forced himself to calm down!
But what he didn't know was that the blue-haired night elf opposite him knew their master very well and even their background very clearly!
Salvador’s voice was so loud that everyone in the entire church could hear what he said!
Lothar narrowed his eyes slightly, his right hand already grasped the hilt of Quel'Zalamu's sword, and he was ready to attack.
He had no doubt about what Salvador said. He instinctively felt that the dreadlord in front of him who was emitting holy light was not a good person!
At this time, the human priest who dreamed of the Tangram Holy Light Naaru jumped out.
He shouted indignantly,
"What do you want to do? Lothar, our Church of the Holy Light has been searching for the true meaning of the Holy Light since its inception. Now the truth is right before our eyes. Do you want to destroy it? You are blaspheming the Holy Light! On behalf of the Church of the Holy Light in Stormwind City, I will not allow you to do this!"
Hearing this, Losa was stunned, and even Salvador was stunned!
Everyone around thinks that this guy is really brave!
The one in front of you is the Regent of Stormwind. In addition, he is also the godfather of King Varian and the Supreme Commander of the Alliance of Azeroth.
The identity of the other person is even more terrifying. He is the only emperor of the Dark Night Empire with a history of ten thousand years. His strength is said to be the ceiling of the entire world!
Salvador looked at the human priest in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Losa.
"you know?"
Losa shook his head to indicate that he didn't know him.
"That's easy!"
Salvador grinned, stretched out his right hand, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.
"I hope you're not afraid of heights!"
But the next second,
Salvador's hand was grabbed by Losa. Salvador was slightly stunned and turned to look at Losa.
Lothar smiled slightly.
"Don't bother, Salvador!"
Then, Lothar made a lightning-fast move and stabbed Quel'Zaram into the human priest's chest!
And shouted loudly,
"The beautiful planet Azeroth is our own faith. Believing in the Holy Light is believing in Azeroth. Our Holy Light comes from the Azeroth Star Soul, not from the Naaru! Violating this principle will be regarded as heresy!"
The people around fell into a brief silence.
Some people looked terrified, some frowned secretly, and some seemed to be thinking about something.
But there was one person who strongly agreed with Losa's point of view.
Salvador patted Losa on the shoulder.
"My friend, you are right. The Holy Light of Azeroth is every living being who believes in this power!" Salvador turned his head and looked at everyone.
Then, a vast and boundless golden divine power, with Salvador as its center, broke through the dome of the church and soared into the sky.
The golden divine power transformed into a beam of light that illuminated the entire cursed land. The endless divine power shook the hearts and minds of countless people. Many creatures began to kneel on the ground and pray devoutly...
Lotharse looked blankly at the golden beam of light that rushed into the sky. For the first time since his birth, he felt his own insignificance!
He had only felt this power in Denathrius!
The strength of the night elf before him has exceeded his imagination!
So now, how should I survive?