Can the undead grasp the Light?

If you ask 1,000 people this question, at least 990 or more will resolutely answer in the negative.

In the general public's perception, the holy light is the nemesis of all evil forces, and the unclean spirits of the dead will inevitably be purified by the light, and it is natural that the light cannot be used.

But Salian knew that this was not the case.

It is true that the Light has a strong ability to restrain all evil forces, but this is mainly due to the fact that those who possess the Light believe in their hearts that the power of evil powers, shadows, and death is evil, and the Spiritual Light will support them accordingly.

From an objective point of view, the power of death cannot really be classified as an evil force.

Life and death are only part of the laws of nature, and just as the force of life is gentle and neutral and can be used to reconcile various forces, the power of death does not have a position in the first place, but the person who uses it.

Therefore, theoretically, as long as you believe that you can use the Light as you continue to, the power of the Light will not cause harm to the undead, and it will be no different from using it in the hands of the living.

This theory is clearly inconsistent with the common people of Azeroth's perception of the Light and the Undead, and very few know the correct answer.

Sarean didn't know where Neozu got his answer, maybe it was Kil'Gardan, maybe it was the inner ghost who had been in contact with him for a long time in the Shadow Realm.

In any case, if he watched Neozu carry out his plan, there was a real chance that Alonthos Fao would be awakened by him from his long slumber after death.

The premise is that Fao's soul has not yet been channeled into the Shadow Realm.

On this point, the barrage gave a more accurate answer.

[In recent years, the shadow world has been in turmoil, and the originally perfect connection system has long been a mess. 】

[Even without the butterfly effect you caused, Alonthos Fao's soul would have stayed in Azeroth for a long time, until Lordaeron fell to the Scourge and was inadvertently awakened by psychics who had cast their nets everywhere. 】

[However, during the time when he was just resurrected, Fao was just a brainless zombie, and he wandered back in the Tirisfal Glade for a long time before he found his will, and secretly established an organization of priests called Esoteric Buddhism. 】

[Xiao Sa, you'd better move quickly and stop Nao Zu's attempt to resurrect Fao. 】

[The current Lich King is not the one who was weakened by Yin Lidan's bombardment with the Eye of Sargeras, and under the strengthening of the Helm of Domination, any undead who have established a connection with the Lich King cannot go against the will of Neozu, not even Alonsos Fao. 】

Salaan immediately set off from Brill with Valeera, transforming into a snow-white griffin and flying at full speed in the direction of Fao's Tomb.

On the way, he briefly explained the whole story to Valeera, and took advantage of the last bit of time to discuss the possibility of Fao's resurrection with the barrage.

Sarjan: "I remember you saying that after the death of Tirio, the second generation of the Greybringer in the original history, the Lich King Boval planned for the Knights of the Ebon to awaken him from his death and once again serve to protect Azeroth. ”

"But the Knights of the Black Blade failed, and Tirio's will resolutely rejected the Death Knights, so why does Fao have a chance of success?"

"In terms of willpower, Fao can't be worse than his disciple Tirio, right?"

[It has nothing to do with willpower, it's just a matter of adequate preparation.] 】

[After Tirio's death, he was buried in the Chapel of the Wish of Light, where a large number of Holy Spirits were buried, and the paladins made a lot of preparations in advance in order to prevent him from being resurrected by spiritism, and with the home field advantage, the defeat of the Knights of the Black Blade was inevitable. 】

[Alonthos Fao's situation is completely different, when he died, the Scourge didn't even have a shadow, who would have been on the lookout for spiritism since then? 】

[I'm more curious, why did Naozu bypass Kel'thugad to give orders to other high-level psychics?] 】

[Is it because he guessed in advance that Kel'thugad would not and would not be fit to perform such a task?] Or did they have doubts about him? 】

"Hmmm......"

Sarjan thought about it for a moment: "It should be the former, not long ago, Kel'thugad loyally introduced Baron Rivendell to Naozu, and Naozu has no reason to doubt him at this time." ”

"Besides, Kel'thugad was already tasked with the important task of expanding the Cursed Sect, so it is not surprising that Naozu has entrusted this risky task to the others."

[So who is this so-called high-level psychic? At this point in time, there shouldn't be many high-end talents that the Scourge Legion can handle. 】

[There's no point in guessing so much, you'll know when you get to the scene later.] 】

Due to the effects of the civil war, the people of Tirisfara have recently chosen to stay out of their leisure time except for essential productive activities.

The otherwise vibrant Tirisfal Glades has been a bit quiet lately, and on the way to Fao's Tomb, there is hardly anyone on the road except for a few farms that have to work.

This situation just gave the cursed sect the conditions to make things happen.

As he climbed in height, Sarean officially entered the mountains northeast of the Tirisfard Glade, where he could already see the monastery of the Holy Light shrouded in the early morning mist, and could faintly hear the chanting of chants coming from the monastery.

Obviously, this monastery has not yet discovered the Scourge Legion's rebellious covert operations, otherwise it would not be in such a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere as it is now.

"Found it!"

While Salaan was in charge of flying, Valera had been scanning around with the Eagle Eye technique she had learned from Winlessa.

"Sarean, over there!"

Following Valeera's guidance, the white griffon's eagle eyes quickly locked onto its target.

"Oh?"

From the very beginning, it was determined that they must be in a hostile relationship, and Sarjan had no scruples about directly sweeping at those sneaky black-robed people with the special Eagle Eye Technique after the system transformation.

The black-robed man in the lead was actually marked as a Legendary Psychic in Saljan's Eagle Eye Technique, with a level of 53.

Although not as good as Kel'thugad, this guy is clearly the backbone of the Cursed Sect.

Sarean: "Gardin? The name is so familiar. ”

[Grass, isn't this the dean of the Psychic Academy, how did you come here? 】

[Wake up, the Barov family is still doing well, where did the psychic academy come from. 】

[It's the butterfly effect caused by Xiao Sa again, I don't know if the psychic academy will be established in another place in the future.] 】

[Think too much, let's think about whether Gadin can survive from Salian and Valera.] 】

Saljan's special Eagle Eye can provide some useful information, but the side effects can alarm the person being observed in advance.

Suddenly, Gardin, who was like a thorn in his back, felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the air in the distance, and the direction where the sense of surveillance came.

"Griffons?"

Gardin narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was an inexplicable sense of foreboding in his heart.

"How can there be griffons in this place where birds don't poop? And it's an extremely rare pure white-haired griffon? ”

Lordaeron's griffons were imported from the Eagle's Nest Mountain, where the Hammer Dwarves lived, and most of them were brown and black.

A pure white griffin like this, without a hint of variegation, is usually only raised by wealthy and powerful nobles.

It wasn't just the griffon's coat color and the faint figure on its back that made Gardin feel bad, the griffon's piercing eagle eyes stared straight at him, as if it was heading straight for the covert operation team.

"Not good! All hands are ready for battle! ”

Under the order of Gardin, whose face changed drastically, some psychics who did not know why hurriedly took out their staffs and took a fighting posture, summoning their respective talisman spirits.

"Wow!"

With a crisp eagle's cry that resounded through the four fields, the snow-white griffin folded its wings and began to dive as Gardin had expected, aiming directly at the psychic team that was preparing to dig the grave.

"Damn it!"

Gardin gritted his teeth secretly, he thought it was just a simple task to shake people at first, and he slandered the Lich King for being overkill, and he didn't expect to be attacked in the process of digging graves.

"Bone Wall!"

Gadin, who was the strongest in the field, raised a defensive wall made of white bones from the ground, and the curved bone wall blocked Gadin and the others behind.

"Quick! Fortify and maintain the Bone Wall, and I'll complete the Lich King's quest first! ”

"Don't think about it."

An unfamiliar female voice suddenly came from behind Gardin, and the sharp weapon struck the protective bone shield that Gardin had released just in case.

The bone shield was only frozen for a moment before it was pierced by the other party, but this was enough time for Gardin, who had already raised his vigilance, to react.

"Summon! Transposition! ”

Valeera, who jumped out of the griffin's back first, appeared directly behind Gardin with a shadow step, and just as she shattered the bone shield and was about to take advantage of the victory, a huge black shadow appeared in front of her in her place.

Valeera: "??? ”

Valeera was startled by this move, and she leaped back alertly to avoid the weapon in her hand as her foe swung her weapon.

"Boom!"

A bloodstained thick-backed bonclashing knife slashed hard at the ground where Valera had stood, and judging by the amount and speed of the splattered dirt, this guy's strength was really not small.

Relying on the slight movement of her upper body to avoid the sputtered large clods of soil, Valeera, who was masked in a black scarf, looked at the three-handed behemoth in front of her with a somewhat solemn expression.

Valeera: "What the hell is this?" What about the high-level psychic? ”

[, hate! Finally it appeared! 】