The scarlet maple leaves swayed slightly in the breeze and under the caress of the evening moonlight.

A farmstead nestled outside of Stormwind, not far from the Northshire Abbey, is no longer bustling and busy during the day, except for the very center, the still brightly lit house, where everything is dark and quiet.

"Rest assured, Lord Neras Elam."

The middle-aged gray-robed high-ranking priest, his right hand released a ball of gentle pale white holy light, shining in front of him on the young man with long pale brown hair lying on the oak bed.

Under the light of the holy light, the young man, who had been frowning and showing a painful look on his face, quickly calmed down.

"Medivan just used up all his arcane powers when he attacked that troll for the last time, resulting in a temporary coma."

"After I soothed his stirring spiritual sea with holy light."

"I'm sure you can sense it, and now he's back to normal"

The priest put away his divine energy, turned around, looked at the middle-aged spellcaster in front of him with a high collar and purple robes, and said calmly.

"If nothing else, after a while, he will wake up on his own."

"Thank you for your treatment, Pastor Sheld."

After hearing the priest's final judgment, the purple-robed spellcaster named Neras breathed a sigh of relief.

As the so-called concern is chaos, as a high-level mage of the royal family of the Eastern Kingdom Continent and the Storm Kingdom of the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race, Neras can naturally perceive the powerful spiritual power brought by the spellcaster, and his child has been freed from the most dangerous spiritual riot for a spellcaster, and all that remains is just a quiet sleeping cultivation.

"Butler Fox, take out 3 bags of Lorentam sweet potatoes from the inner storage compartment of the manor."

"Tomorrow morning, in the name of the House of Elam, to the Abbey of the North County."

Neras said in front of Pastor Sheld.

"Yes, my master."

A deep voice sounded behind the purple-robed spellcaster.

At this time, Pastor Shelde noticed that behind the owner of this place, there was also this dwarf butler who could use shadow energy and had an extraordinary profession.

"Thank you for the gift, Lord Nalas."

In any case, the harvest of 3 bags of magical sweet potatoes with nourishing spiritual abilities, worth 300 gold coins, was still pulled over in the middle of the night, and he was only one step away from being promoted to the bishopric rank, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, and he responded in a reverent whisper.

"May the Light shelter you and your descendants."

Just when the two kingdom transcendents, a big man with a high status, had just reached a happy PY deal, something unexpected happened.

"Who are you?"

"Don't come near me, ah······"

The young man who had been sleeping peacefully on the big bed suddenly heard a scream of horror and sorrow, and then, the riot was to the extreme, and the terrifying arcane power as dark blue as lightning suddenly exploded from the center of his eyebrows to the outside world.

These arcane powers, which have lost their control of their will, are like the most tyrannical lords, wantonly rift the void, stirring up the surrounding earth, fire, wind, water, lightning and other elemental energy.

In just a few seconds, countless traces of flames, frost, and lightning appeared in this room, and spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it!"

The purple-robed and high-collared middle-aged mage scolded angrily in a low voice, knowing very well how much power his descendant contained in his body, after the initial shock, he began to arrange calmly.

"Butler Fox, go and wake up the farmers in the countryside at once, and tell them to get out of here, the farther away the better!"

If the power in his child's body really expands endlessly like this, not to mention this manor, I'm afraid that Stormwind City, which is not far from here, will be thrown over by half!

"Yes, my master!"

The dwarf butler, who knew the inside story of the main family, also knew the urgency of the current situation, he nodded hurriedly, and his short body turned into a vague shadow, and he rushed out of the door in an instant.

For a while, the originally quiet manor roosters and dogs barked, and countless simple farmer families fled to the outside world in a hurry.

On the other side, the purple-robed mage turned his head and looked deeply into Pastor Sheld's eyes, but unfortunately, there was no look of joy in the success of the conspiracy, only the panic and fear that was naturally reflected by this sudden change.

Neras shook his head secretly, could it be that it was just an accident?

This mage, who loved his child deeply, naturally couldn't detect the dark green eyes of his child that had become evil and filthy under that thick layer of chaotic arcane energy.

I can only secretly wonder if the young man who has never been in contact with the Holy Light in the 13 years since he was born has a secret conflict and connection with the power of the Holy Light that outsiders don't know about.

The chaotic arcane power that enveloped the young man was getting stronger and stronger, and the time for the crisis to arrive was getting more and more urgent, and it was no longer for Neras to think too much.

"Pastor Sheld, please inform the bishops of Northshire Abbey immediately."

He decisively stopped thinking and as he spoke, he leaned down and activated the magic mechanism on the floor.

"Let them, bring someone to help immediately!"

Circles of extremely complicated magic appeared on the walls and windows of the entire room, and a pale yellow earth-based defensive magic that enveloped the entire room took shape in an instant.

"Go!"

"Yes, sir!"

The purple-robed mage let out a loud shout.

The priest, who was stunned by the tyrannical turn of events in front of him, reacted, ran out of the house, mounted his horse, and galloped towards the North County Monastery, which was not far from here······

This night, beyond everyone's imagination!

The extremely violent Riot Arcane Energy ignited the sky above the Eastern Kingdom Continent, and the Storm King City, along with the millions of humans in the surrounding area, almost all saw a thunderbolt, whirlwind, flames and other forces rise in the sky tonight, piercing through the arcane energy pillar of heaven and earth.

Subsequently, from the Holy Light Holy Land of the Eastern Kingdom Continent, more than a dozen bishops and nearly a thousand middle and high-level priests came out of the North County Monastery, and joined forces to attract the divine power that had accumulated in the holy place of the monastery for countless years, turning into a holy light barrier that covered the sky, and re-suppressing the origin of the violent arcane energy.

This turmoil, which attracted the attention of many powerful people in the entire Eastern Kingdom continent and even the entire world, lasted for three days and three nights before it was completely quelled.

It was precisely because of such a huge movement that no one noticed that in the sky at the same time, the holy feather that was like a meteor silently slipped into the woods next to the town of Eder at the junction of the Elwyn Forest and the Red Ridge Mountains.

No, someone still noticed the fleeting light, and when all the changes had settled, the people of the town noticed that the gray-haired old priest, who was located in the dome and broken church in the easternmost part of the town, brought back a baby with black hair and black eyes······

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Time flies by in a flash, and twenty years have passed since the celestial changes in the Pillar of Light and the Holy Light Barrier, which were talked about by the old man.

Under the deliberate suppression of the kingdom officials, except for a very few real insiders, everyone only believed that twenty years ago was a natural disaster caused by a natural energy riot.

However, the town of Eder, on the border of the Elwyn Forest and the Red Ridge Mountains, has become more and more prosperous with the passage of time.

"Messianic pastor, messianic pastor."

A little bean with short blond hair who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old muttered under his breath.

His chubby figure, dressed in some wide aristocratic high-necked clothing, snapped along the bluestone road in the easternmost part of Eder Town.

"Good morning, Master Andre."

"Good day, Sir Andrew!"

"Bless you, Lord Yahweh, my lord."

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On the left and right of the town's road, the townspeople of Eder Town, all stroked their chests and respectfully greeted the son of Baron Charlie Elder, the lord of the small town who was running fast.

Two sturdy manservants, following closely behind their little master, ran towards the end of the road, the marble-clad chapel with a high roof of crosses.

In front of a row of large candles was a large cross one man tall and wrapped with fresh roses.

"Paul, open the door of the chapel."

With a hint of kindness, a voice came from the black-haired young man who knelt on the cushion in front of the cross and closed his eyes in prayer.

"Yes, Holy See."

Beside the black-haired young man, he prayed with three and a half children who were not too young, still maintaining their closed eyes in meditation.

The one on the far left stood up and walked towards the door of the prayer room, but before he could open the door, there was already a shout from Andrew, the son of old Baron Charles.

"Messianic pastor."

"Andrei is here! Open the door. ”

The little brown-haired boy named Paul opened the door and stood silently, he had not yet become a probationary priest, and he could not channel the power of the Light of God's Yahweh, even if he was a disciple of Edward, but now he was not an extraordinary professional, and he could not stand side by side with a nobleman.

Andrei, the son of the lord, immediately entered the prayer room and was about to speak loudly, but as if he thought of something, he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Dear Messianic Pastor."

He forcibly lowered his voice.

"My father, I hope you can preside over an impromptu ceremony."

The gray-robed black-haired priest stood up, and in the center of his priest's robe, a huge cross was depicted with a different pattern from all the priest's robes in the world, and a huge cross that ran through the entire priest's robe.

"May God Yahweh bless you, child."

Turning around, Messiah looked at the little fat man in front of him who was blushing and saluting himself, and said with a smile.

"It doesn't have to be so restrictive."

"Andrey, what's going on?"

His gentle voice soothed the impetuosity in Andrei's heart and calmed the lord's son.

"Let our lord prepare a hemorrhage to reward his good people?"

The little fat man, who had calmed down, straightened up and paused, now he had finally returned to the elegant tone of the nobility.

"Just now, the news came from the magic letter of the royal capital."

"Our beloved King Lane has a healthy male descendant."

"Name, Varian Ureon!"

Although we had been prepared for a long time, this news was still like a flash of lightning in the sky, and it briefly shook the hearts of our pastors.

"I see, Andrey, I'll get over as soon as I can."

He turned and looked again at the large, solemn cross in the center of the front of the church.

Close your eyes and meditate.

There are still ten short years, and the dark door that is very iconic in history will be opened by the great hand of evil.

A peaceful life will be far away from all living beings on this planet.

Light and shadow, evil and arcane, the noblest and most evil battles, will rise and fall on each other in this land.

The age of blood and fire is about to begin completely!

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