Lanlos clung to the Sdomka behind him, and at that moment just now, a strong sense of crisis made his palms sweaty.

The orc stalker hadn't noticed until she had stretched out her dagger to him, and in such a short period of time, he was surprised to find that he might not even have time to cast Blade Dance!

But now......

That feeling is gone.

Looking at the open space in front of him, Lanlos was stunned, and did not relax his palm grasping the hilt of the sword.

The source of light was still only the purple crystals spawned by the arcane energy that overflowed from the crash of the ship, and the visual dimness did not bring an eerie feeling, on the contrary, the entire hall appeared clean and tidy at a glance.

Strange and mysterious artistic reliefs dot the ceiling and walls, and although they were extensively destroyed by the violent impact years ago, it is still evident that they belong to the wisdom and peace of the Delaney and Naru.

However, the symbols and paints that have been clearly engraved in the last few years of the blockbuster have a wild atmosphere that completely refutes them. In particular, there was a huge artificially constructed pool in front of it, and the bones of various beasts of various sizes were neatly arranged around the edges like offerings.

Obviously, this is the handiwork of the orcs.

Before the tribe was founded, every orc shaman would regularly come to the land to seek the wisdom of the spirits of the ancestors. It is their sacred place and the eternal habitat of the revered martyrs.

But when and how did you get here?

Releasing his palm, Lanros held great doubts, and driven by the unspeakable impulse in his heart, he cautiously approached the pool.

Bite!

Golden light suddenly fell from the sky, enveloping him with an incomparably heavy force, weighing heavily on his body.

The strength of Qianjun suddenly increased, and Lan Luos was careless, and the whole person squatted down, kneeling heavily on one knee, and his whole body was trembling violently due to the struggle with all his might. However, the light of gentleness and tolerance is now like an iron lock that has been tempered for thousands of years, firmly imprisoning him in its place.

At the same time, under the traction of this force, the scenes of his life irrepressibly appeared in Lanlos's mind, no matter joy or sorrow, good or evil, memories hit his brain like a tide.

Repentance, in the name of the Light, forces the recipient into a meditative state, is a masterful control spell for priests and paladins.

In this place, only one creature can use this spell.

Buzz –

A pleasant resounding sound that unconsciously calmed his mind echoed in his ears, and a dim golden light bloomed from the crystal clear pool, and with the joyful clanging of the flowing water, a magical creature of light gradually revealed its full appearance in Lanloth's sight.

He had no concrete entity, no facial features, not even hands or feet, and his entire body was made up of unnamed golden lumps floating in the air without touching each other, and they continued to rotate slowly around the center with the joy of the solemn and holy air like a chant.

With his appearance, the darkness and coldness in the hall completely dissipated, as if bathed in sunlight, peaceful and warm.

But strangely, I don't know if it was due to the influence of the associated crystals all over the hall, and a purple-black mist lingered around his body. In addition to being amazed, it also added a trace of flaws to the sacred creature, and I inexplicably felt worried and regretful.

Of course, none of this is what Lanlos feels right now.

The golden light was like countless sharp and scorching blades, as if it was about to set his entire body on fire.

The Light is never only merciful, it can also bring sanctions and judgment to the enemy.

That's right, Courley now, put Lanlos in the enemy's position!

Who are you?

The hall was still peaceful, and the voice sounded directly from Lanlos's head.

"Who am I?" Raising his head under pressure, Ranros's forehead was already covered with sweat, but he was laughing, a very sarcastic mockery, "Aren't you Naru?

"Why? Am I not worthy of your eyes as a filthy person who is exposed to evil powers?!"

Rumble!

The magic of chaos erupted in a frenzy, unscrupulously shattering the sacred light that could not bear to be blasphemed, and the terrifying and extremely destructive aura took over half of the hall in an instant.

Borrowing the light energy of the Chaos Nova to crush the confession, Lanroth's wide jet-black wings spread out with all his might, raising his head with hideous horns, and his angry gaze was directed at Naru floating in the air.

He wasn't just angry that the other party was giving him such a dismount, he was on guard and vigilant, if he didn't feel wrong, the voice that echoed in his head just now revealed killing intent!

To be precise, it's like an executioner sharpening his knife and preparing to judge the wicked.

With the blessing of the equipment, the charm value of Lao Tzu has also reached the height of 15 points!

He seems to ignore the fact that the increase in charisma does not mean that it will directly increase the favorability and attention of others, but it may also strengthen the bad feeling and attract hatred......

In the face of the overwhelming chaos onslaught, Choure didn't seem to react at all, still floating in place, exuding an admirable holy radiance. But as the target of the other party, Lanlos could feel that the inviolable sacredness was flooding with violent emotional fluctuations.

He's surprised, he's confused.

'Who the hell are you?'

It's the same question again, but this time, Lanlos understands a different meaning from it, and he can't help but swallow a mouthful of ridiculous speculation.

"Didn't Viren tell you?"

I could feel Viren's call and pleas, but my strength was too weak for me to convey my slightest misgivings to him, not to express my problems accurately. ’

Cwure's frankness was surprising, and Lanlos's guard couldn't help but relax: "Did you save me just now?"

'Yes, at this distance, I still have the power to bring you to me with the Light. As for what I have just done, I hope that while you are showing your true abilities, you will be able to explore the fog that I have been unable to see. ’

After a short silence, the arrogant and tyrannical aura on Lanloth's body was slightly restrained, but under the impact of this force, his voice seemed restless and threatening: "And then, you failed?"

'What kind of being are you?'

Again, the same question, but this time Courley asked in a different way.

I have not found any clues about you in prophecies or in the future, and in the past, the only thing that could have happened was the unseepable void. It's like you, you can't see anything, you can't know anything. ’

I thought so when Viren told me about your presence. ’

There was a palpable hint of trepidation and unease in Naaru's voice.

The Light gives us hope, but you are not present in that hope. ’

"So, do you want to judge my existence in the name of prophecy?" Lanlos laughed again, Chigogo's mockery undisguised, "I now know that the so-called Holy Light is so narrow-minded. ”

Instead of reciprocating his anger and sarcasm, Chourei murmured in a terrifying voice: 'If it had been in the past, I would have done so, and it is the duty of all Naru to defend this remaining hope.' ’

Time changes from moment to moment, and the so-called prophecy, in Lanlos's view, is an answer found in countless possible developments. Indeed, the Light can give a glimpse of a hopeful future, and as long as the prophecy of the Light is followed, the outcome will be happy and harmonious.

However, the soul of Lanloth does not belong to this world, he is like a virus, and no program exists to run a virus, to put it mildly, prophecy, does not serve him. Instead, viruses can cause downtime for normal operation.

To ensure that the program works properly, there is only one option, to completely remove the virus.

What Lanlos did in Draeno has turned the future around, and while the survival of Hataru and the fall of Sagre will be beneficial to the Draenei in the short term, no one knows whether the final storm will silently die down on the sea or on the heads of innocents.

It seems that his hostility with Naru seems to be doomed.

Lanloth's pitch-black flame clamor stepped back half a step back, and as he made a battle stance, he cautiously asked, "If it was before?"

The radiant creature slowly moved forward, like a tangram body stretching out with a crisp hum: 'You can see it, the void, eating away at my fragile body, and I am not capable of being your enemy in such a state. ’

The sadness spread with the melodious voice like a song, and even when the other party said such words, Lanlos could not help but feel a wave of pity and sympathy.

It's terrible and infectious......

Before Lanlos could say anything, Chourly suddenly lifted his mind and put all the burning perception on him: "It's Viren who asked you to save me." ’

'So now that you know this, what do you do?'

Indeed, judging from the current development, if you rescue Choure, you may bury a hidden danger for yourself in the future. Becoming an enemy of Naru will not only have to face the sanctions of the Light, but the followers of the Light will surely hunt him down to the ends of the earth. He didn't want to get involved in the war between the orcs and the draenei, which was the biggest part.

He understood this question from the beginning, but he was not a great man who gave up his present vision for the sake of the future, he was a mortal.

The flames of destruction intertwined with the dark magic gradually extinguished, the long gray hair that faded from the shadows fluttered in the wind, and Lanlos clasped his hands on his chest, his face full of confidence and swear, without hesitation or scruples at all, even the slightest slight.

"Ah, to be honest, I do want to split you up on the spot, but I'm so sorry, there is someone you can only save, and in return, I will let you live. ”