Evenson wasn't ignorant of what kind of energy the Light was, but at least he could memorize the names and general effects of the Paladin's and Cleric's abilities.

But what it was like to be affected by the Light, he, a wild warlock, had never felt that way before. So after he felt uncomfortable stepping into this temple, he didn't recognize that this energy could be the Light, in fact he didn't think about it at all.

And the angel could be a creature like Naru, and he didn't even consider this possibility.

Evenson was distraught for a while, the amount of information was so great that it was like stuffing an elephant into a household refrigerator, and it was a little too much to handle for a while.

The only thing he was sure of was that if there was a Naru in this world, it would definitely not be a good thing, and it could even be said that the presence of a creature like Naru in any world would not be a good thing for mortals.

That's not to say they're bad, after all, Naru appears as a great man, it's just that their approach to things is too extreme, impersonal, and they don't consider the feelings of others in order to achieve their goals. And that's because they're so pure.

Either pure light or extreme darkness, with no compromises, black and white.

But mortals are obviously not suitable for this model, there is no way to be so pure, mortals live in that compromise, it is gray.

If the world they live in is at the forefront of the confrontation between good and evil, and the confrontation is very fierce, then they can still reluctantly accept Naru, because that situation has forced them to stand in line.

That's why, whenever the threat of the Burning Legion is imminent, Naru will be worth more in Agrath, and the heroes will surround him for him to drive, but when the Burning Legion retreats, who will remember that there is a big light bulb in Shattrath City?

This is still the case in a turbulent world like Azeroth, let alone mortals living in a normal world, who will never accept Naaru's style of doing things, and will find Naru very hypocritical and disgusting.

As for Evenson, he doesn't want to see these big white light bulbs, after all, he himself is already gray and black, well... This black is talking about the camp, and it has nothing to do with luck, nothing at all.

"You seem to know something about angels, and it feels like you need to know a lot more than we do. Claire couldn't help but ask when she saw that Evenson was lost in thought after listening to her introduction to the characteristics of angels, and her face became more and more gloomy.

Evenson nodded, "There are records of this creature in my heritage, they are called Naru, and they are an alien creature that does not belong to any planet. ”

"I knew it. Melinda shook her head and looked like she knew it clearly, "The gods are all aliens, Norse mythology is like this, and now even the angels are like this, I really don't consider the three views of the believers at all." ”

"Then I have to warn you. Evenson shook his head at Melinda and said, "The Naruho Asgardians are different, they are pure creatures, representing absolute light and order. ”

"That sounds good. Melinda tilted her head, light and order, isn't this something that human society has been pursuing today?

"Not bad?" said Evenson, shrugging his shoulders, "and now we are separated from the sun by about 150 million kilometers, so we can say that we are basking in the sun's brilliance when we stand on the earth, and we can thank the sun for its gifts, but what if I stuff you into the sun?

"What's more—" Evenson's tone was even lower, "Naru will not perish, and when they disperse into the light and enter the reincarnation, they will become the ultimate darkness, like the sun becomes a supernova, destroying everything around them." ”

"Sure enough," Melinda put her hand on her forehead, "the gods are a bunch of uneasy guys. Then she said to Evenson with a bitter face, "Mankind has been praying to God for thousands of years, but I really hope that his old man will not cause trouble with us in the future." ”

"What a majestic statement. "God, can you please stop making trouble, Evenson thinks that Melinda can say such things that make normal people's eyes fall off, she must be annoyed by those so-called gods.

Come to think of it, a Norse god almost bulldozed New York to the ground, and now there is an unreasonable Naru, which will make anyone feel troubled.

"But now I think it's even stranger. Evenson put his hand in front of his face and said, "How many Naru are there in this world? ”

Although in the book of Grossi, it is clearly stated that there are tens of millions of angels, but Evenson thinks that it is impossible for all of them to be Naru, if Naru really has this kind of number, and still resists the Burning Legion of a fart, I think it is almost the same to resist the Legion of Light. Therefore, only those few famous archangels should be able to be Naru.

"And if the angel is Naru, then who is God?" said Evenson. Angels are not created in the image of God, and at the end of the world, the redeemed will be exalted above the angels. This statement in 1 Greenos clearly shows that angels and God are not the same.

"This kind of thing we can talk about later. Melinda listened to these questions and felt a big head, "Now what we say is a fruitless speculation, why don't you talk about it first, with your understanding of what Naru is, will it affect the task at hand?"

"Unfortunately, that's the weirdest thing about me. Evenson stretched out a finger and nodded, "We all know that hell has been on earth more than once, but neither God nor the so-called angels have ever reacted. ”

"Naru doesn't have eyes, but he doesn't tolerate sand, and it seems to me that they didn't force this world to convert to the Light, which is a very strange thing. Evenson said with a sad brow. For Naru, even if he is a considered ally, he will find a way to pour the Holy Light into his body, let alone these mortals in the world.

"Wouldn't that be... Did you admit that you were wrong?" Claire thought, since there are so many suspicions, is it possible that you have guessed the wrong target at all.

"I hope so. Evenson said noncommittally.

At this moment, the door to the room was suddenly opened, and a member of the action team ran in in a panic, "Sir, something is wrong." ”

"What's wrong?" Evenson's mood worsened.

"We took Johnny Blazer to the black priest and asked them to perform a ritual to lift the curse. The operative said quickly.

"Something went wrong with the ritual?" Evenson raised his eyebrows, but he didn't even go to watch the matter by himself, but forget it, since he knew the identity of the leader of the monks, he had roughly guessed the true purpose of the ritual.

"Then I don't know, but after this, the monk here wanted to kill the child, and Rumlow was leading the men to confront them. ”

"The kid you protect!" Melinda yelled suddenly, then added, "He's the key to finding Locke!"

"If you investigate the case, you will investigate the case, what is the urgency here. Evenson rubbed his sore ears, "Let's go over and see what these guys are trying to do." ”