On the planet Azeroth, the northernmost part of the Eastern Kingdom continent, there is a large and famous sacred monastery in the territory of Lordaeron.

In normal times, hundreds of priests of the Holy Light, thousands of paladins who have come to receive the enlightenment of the Holy Power, and countless followers of the Holy Light, who believe in the three virtues of perseverance, respect, and compassion, chant hymns in praise of the Holy in this vast monastery, so that the endless primordial light in the void will be attracted by this gathered pious thought, soothe their hearts, and strengthen their will. This is the shrine of the primordial priest of the Light, the temple of enlightenment of the emerging paladins, and the permanent residence of Alonthos Fao, the archbishop of the Holy Light, one of the great names of the Alliance nations.

Today, however, the solemn hymns of the monastery are gone.

In the sky, a light rain was falling, enveloping this huge and sacred building in an extremely sad mood.

"The original Holy Light blesses you with an eternal rest."

"Lord Alonsos, please don't leave us!"

"Archbishop, please respond to my call!"

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The primordial light, which was extremely thick, rose from the bodies of every priest and holy warrior who were silently praying and spread to the outside world.

Anduin Lothar, Terenus Minahir, Kael'thas ······ A series of high-ranking members of the various alliance forces, regardless of the busyness of their respective countries' government affairs, traveled here through the teleportation array in the rain.

Uther Lightbringer, Tirio Fordin, Saidan Dasohan, Tulayan, and Gavinrad Doom, the leaders of the Knights of the Silver Hand, who had broken through the Lordaeron War and the Knights of the Silver Hand, knelt on the ground and lay on the bed in front of them, and the old man with a satisfied smile lay on his back, crying in a low cry of grief.

"He guides the will of all beings back to peace."

"He has brought the virtues of Light to the world."

"He, the evil magic that destroyed the tribal invaders."

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Dressed in a simple white priest's robe, the new Archbishop of the Holy Light, Benedictas, surrounded by holy white light, held a thick book of meritorious prayers in both hands, and said in a heavy tone.

"He is the nemesis of the dark forces and the mentor of the human holy knights."

"He is our most merciful and respected elder."

"Divine light, be with you."

"May it bless you with a peaceful and long sleep!"

The voice of the new archbishop came to an end, and he placed the meritorious prayer in his hand on the old man's chest.

The waiter next to him carefully put the old man's body into the coffin next to the bed.

All the clergy and guests present whispered in unison.

"May the Light bless you with a peaceful and long sleep!"

Yes, the elder who passed away peacefully was none other than Alonthos Fao, the epitome of the primordial Light doctrine in human history.

In the war with the orcs of the tribe, he single-handedly suppressed the entire undead legion of the tribe at that time, and was the most powerful representative of the divine power in the alliance, and there was no one.

Before that, no one could have imagined that this great holy priest would suddenly leave them.

But the sad thing happened after all.

As in the original history, on March 30, the 5th year of the Holy Light Cross Calendar, this venerable primordial Light Mentor, the venerable old man, passed away suddenly······

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Holy Arathas Empire, Western Province, top of the Cathedral of St. Yahweh in the city of Mecia.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

The bell that heralds the end of a great man rings with it.

As the only two Golden-rank Holy Light users on the continent, St. Paul, dressed in the robes of the Holy Cross, sensed the death of Alonthos Fao at the first moment.

Although the beliefs are different, Alonthos Fao's exploits in resisting the invasion of the tribes and destroying the Death Knights are recognized and praised by every priest in the Holy Light Cross Cult, and the Pope is no exception.

He stood alone in front of the newly erected sacred cross in the prayer room, praying in a low voice.

"Paul, the soul of Alonthos Fao, has returned to the primordial Light."

Suddenly, the void behind him kept distorting, and a figure shrouded in the dim purple-gold ruling light appeared, standing behind Pope Paul, and whispered.

"Don't grieve, he is not the same as our servant of Divine Yahweh."

The three saints Paul, John, and James, who were adopted by the Messiah and grew up together, had a very strong friendship with each other, and when there were no outsiders, they would not call each other with honorific titles.

As Jacob, the Lord of the Judgment Templar, said, unlike the priesthood of Yahweh, the essence of the primordial light is one of the most fundamental rule forces in this world after all, and the former primordial light that has not undergone the transformation of the future holy light tangram (Naru) will have a huge hidden danger after advancing to the Golden Legend rank.

The will of mortals is impossible to resist the incomparably great primordial divine power, and will be quickly assimilated by it in the passage of time, just like the recently deceased Alonsos Fao, even if his body is still healthy as a young man under the illumination of the primordial light, his soul has been completely assimilated into a willless spirit of holy light, and returns to the ubiquitous primordial light light in the world.

After praying, St. Paul turned to look at his childhood friend.

"I'm just a little sorry for a colleague who can help us fight the darkness in the future."

He wasn't actually too sad, just a little pity.

"It's just a pointless departure."

"If he can convert to our lord Yahweh, then ······"

Pope Paul and the Primordial Light Collector did not meet in person, but because of the faint political opposition between the Alliance and the Empire, their previous meeting did not last long, so he did not have the opportunity to use the divine power of the Rose of Glory to enlighten the old man Yahweh, so that he could snuggle up under the door of the true God.

"Jacob, I'm a little conservative, hey!"

His Majesty regretted that if he had been tough and kept Alonsos and him to continue the discussion, it would have been an opportunity to draw him into his camp.

The negligence at that time was indeed an imperfect regret.

"By the way, have your subordinates found any information on the Second Dark Tide invasion in Lordaeron, the Undead Plague?"

Holding the thigh of the true god Yahweh, that is, the father of the Messiah, the top of the Holy Light Cross Sect headed by Pope St. Paul, now has a feeling that everyone is drunk and I am alone.

Combined with the revelations left by the Messiah before he ascended to the kingdom of heaven, as well as the power of the Messiah's true advancement to the second order of the higher true god level when they prayed, and the small future fragments explored in the long river of time on the planet Azeroth, they all knew very well that the dark forces led by evil energy would invade their world again and again, and the orc invasion of the dark gate was just a prelude to many catastrophes in the future!

"I'm sorry, Paul, but the Templar has used all its might."

Speaking of business, Jacob's face became serious, like a report from the Pope.

"But MI7 of the Coalition always thinks that we have some bad intentions for the Templars to adjudicate against them, and they have joined forces with the official forces of the Alliance to interfere with our exploration mission."

"This leaves us without any information about the undead plague."

"I see, Jacob, you don't have to worry."

Pope Paul, who had expected all this for a long time, was not disappointed, but still solemnly admonished.

"The Church has sent strong men to reinforce the Alliance's military operations in the Grimbaatar area."

"His Majesty the Emperor has also approved the assistance requested by the Alliance, and a large amount of official marine ranch food will be used to support the countries of the Alliance."

"In the future, the intelligence services of the countries of the alliance will fully assist you in your investigation."

"I hope you don't relax."

"After all."

The voice of Pope St. Paul echoed in the chapel, solemn and solemn.

"It's about the safety of our world!"

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