Sunfire Raven Rukhran carried Rexxar, Maraad and Garona and left Evergrowth Woods, flying towards Shattrath City at the fastest speed. They would definitely encounter obstacles on the way. After all, "the emergence of artifacts" cannot be hidden at all.
Draenor Heart of Hatred The Energy Infusion of the ring triggered a worldwide elemental tide. Not to mention the Warlock of Shadow Council, even the Gronn walking in the wilderness of Gorgrond and the timid Hyena Lizardmen beneath them were alarmed.
Annihilator's wolves have all stepped into this wilderness, and the mighty black tide has almost annihilated everything along the way.
Black Wolf God hiding in the shadows no longer hides himself. It drives its wolf pack to rush in the direction of Evergrowth Woods. On the way forward, Warlock keeps opening channels. Go to the gate of Fel in the Burning Legion territory, and let the Fel Elves and Withered Druid who belong to Polluter enter in large numbers.
The nightmare lord's demon dragon Burning Legion was also mobilized. In the sulfur cracks that tore the sky, demon dragons rushed into this trembling world loaded with powerful demons.
This is no longer just a solo action of the Annihilator wolf pack. Obviously, Heart of Life, who no longer hides himself, immediately attracted the covetous attention of Polluter.
Great Demon Lord longs for this unique life force. Life Progenitor, which is so wild and cruel, will definitely become an excellent weapon for it to pollute the star sea. Just the "Red Scourge" spore disease presented by Gul'dan is enough to surprise it.
If it can fully control Heart of Hatred of Draenor, it can take its already deadly Magic Plague to the next level.
The best thing is.
"Hahaha, you also hate Titan! You also hate the nosy order! I don't even need to read carefully to detect your resentment and pain. We have the same enemy, Heart of Hatred.
I have also walked on the road of life, and I know everything about you!"
Polluter cast his astral projection in the form of a giant on the wilderness outside Evergrowth Woods.
The giant deer body entwined with ashes and withered vines, the ferocious body blessed by Fel, the Sword Antlers dotted above its head like dark green coral, and the "natural symbols" existing everywhere around it all represent its former identity.
Cenarius looked condescendingly at the Spriggans and War Ancient and Primal Thornbeast pouring out of Evergrowth Woods. It opened its arms filled with brimstone evil fire and shouted loudly:
"Burning Legion exists to wash away the wrong influence exerted by the shameless Titan on this star sea. There are many innocent worlds in the galaxy that have suffered the same pain as you. They should have had unlimited possibilities, but the arrival of Titan killed their future!
Titan The invaders are eager to create the so-called "perfect life" in their own way. They can play the role of benevolent true gods in the sea of stars, but I already know the kind of annihilation they will encounter for those "less than perfect" lives. (Ps1)
My hometown is the same!
Maybe even I am their guinea pig!
I was once blinded by the power of order, but my promotion in the evil fire made my eyes clear. The power of Dark Titan explained the truth to me!
The sea of stars has been deeply poisoned by order, and it needs a release from destruction.
Join us, Heart of Hatred of Draenor, you have experienced the power of the Titan invader. You and the weak Holy Light simply cannot complete your revenge, but we can give you strength!"
"Save it, Polluter!"
Cenarius's invitation was interrupted by a familiar voice.
Under its surprised gaze, the little giant-like Diakum wore an armor woven from forest trees and vines and strode out of the ever-changing forest that gave birth to more Spriggans and thorn beasts. He glared at Polluter who was spreading "Fel Bible" in front of him, and he responded:
"Perhaps Titan's persistence in reforming order and perfecting life is a bad mistake, but that doesn't prove that you Fel scum are any good people! What Heart of Hatred hates is Titan's interference and interruption of the destiny of Draenor's world. It does not hate the world in which it was born and you want to destroy it now.
This alone is doomed to oppose each other.
It is impossible for the Heart of Life of this world to obey you, and you have underestimated the will, backbone and courage of this world."
"It's you again! The tiny Draenei bug."
Polluter glared at Diakum. It looked at Life Force who was too thick and had reached the semi-god level on Vigilant. It scolded:
"It seems that it blessed you and chose you to be the world guardian of Draenor? Oh, what a pity, it probably has not heard of the tragic experience of Argus. You also swore to protect your world, but what was the result?
Short-sighted idiots can always find equally stupid collaborators, and if that's the case, I don't need to waste any more words!"
Great Demon Lord sneered a few times.
It raised its hand and waved, and more Fel Rift opened around Evergrowth Woods. With a deep roar and a pungent smell of sulfur, it said:
"Since you are unwilling to cooperate, then you can let these irritable sons of Fel replace my painstaking invitation. It is just the remnant left after the death of Life Progenitor. I have many ways to peel it off from the wreckage of this world.
Anyway, all I need is that violent symbol of life.
A supreme magic blade capable of polluting and swallowing the entire star sea will be forged from its corpse! As for you, Diakum, many of your "old friends" in the Burning Legion want to catch up with you.
My advice is, enjoy your last few moments.
Annihilator, kill him!
Use your pack of wolves to cleanse this miserable world, and then come and join me. We are about to return to our hometown, and it is time for the grudges between you and your "brothers" to be settled."
After saying that, Greater Demon's projection was Dispersion in the surging wolf pack Charge, and a "Withering Curse" was sprinkled on the Evergrowth Woods in front of him. In the angry roar of Evergreen Father Nalagor, the entire sacred forest seemed to be entering late autumn.
The green leaves turned yellow, and large areas of grass died.
House of Plagues's death plague spread around the forest army, causing Heart of Hatred who was hiding deep in the forest to scream in grief.
The pain of being hurt by Greater Demon was immediately transmitted to Spriggans and the Jing Beast. Their shared minds were filled with anger. As the Black Wolf group moved forward Charge, the furious Sprigganss also drove the Jing Beast to start a battle of defense in the wilderness.
When you look down at the wilderness from a high altitude, you can see that the lush woodlands are "alive", and even the mountain forests of Talador Region are "tumbling" to life.
The summoned living trees are rushing to the battlefield from all directions to intercept and divide the wolves. The Deep Sea Sporemens pouring out from the Gorgrond coast are also following the huge and cold Ancient Abyss Walkers towards the flanks of the battlefield.
"You go and fight Annihilator! Diakum."
Evergreen Father, wearing Marus the Blood Drinker’s Seal, shouted to Dick mentally:
"Hold the demon wolf made of shadow and corrosion, and don't let it get close to Evergrowth Woods. Our god was born from life, and it can purify itself of Fel pollution, but Fel carriers like Lycantos will destroy it.
We will hold back the wolves and demons!
Life in this world will never admit defeat!"
"Okay."
Diakum summoned his own Holy Warsteed, and the glorious creature adapted to his size and became even larger, just like Lightforging Talbuk the size of Elekk, and Charge in Solar Blinding Light was like the earth shaking.
Ordinary demon wolves can't stop it at all, and they don't even need to hit it. Just Blinding Light's radiation is enough to incinerate Fel's body.
Vigilant has grown in size. Ashbringer, which once looked a bit huge when held with one hand, can now be wielded and slashed in the left hand like a proper "one-handed sword", which completely frees up Diakum's other hand.
"So this is the true meaning of "Titan's Grip"? It's the "privilege" of large creatures. If you are small, you really can't play this, right?"
In Diakum's heart, Kazzak's Grudge, who had not appeared for a long time, was taken out and held in his right hand.
Saint continued to accumulate kills while slashing left and right. When he approached the middle of the battlefield where Annihilator was, he waved his staff, and "Lightforging Hellfire" filled with Holy Light roared down and cleared the obstacles in front of him.
In view of the fact that the two words "Lightforging" and "Hellfire" are somewhat cultish when put together, Diakum decided to officially name it "Heaven's Fist".
"Boom"
The heavy Heaven's Fist hit the surface like a white-gold meteorite.
While killing the demon wolf, the rock structure filled with hot holy fire crawled out of the pit. Because of the complete infusion of the holy flame, the sacrificial halo that came with this thing was replaced with a permanent "Holy Halo". Wherever they walked, Zealous Devotion would be left behind just like Diakum.
This kind of double AOE burn made the demon wolves howl. Vigilant's habit of focusing all his skill points on "punishing evil" has also brought an absolute qualitative change to his summons. At least when facing demons, the lethality of this thing is much stronger than the original Hellfire.
It's like a walking "Fel purifier".
"Annihilator! Come face me!"
Diakum roared, and the Greater Demon in front of him who had fought before also rushed over to fight without fear.
One man and one beast had already figured out the details of both sides in the previous battle in Auchindoun. This time, no testing was needed to get started. The firepower was almost at the same time. The first collision between Sanctified Seraphim and the roaring demon wolf lord caused a dazzling explosion in the center of the battlefield. The blazing halo and claws shattered, causing everything around them to be involved in a chaotic AOE.
However, within a few moves of the fight, Diakum discovered that something was "off" with the demon wolf in front of him.
It looks as fierce and domineering as before, but its name is in vain.
This guy is like a cute fat nerd who stays up late for more than half a month and can't help but do some "craft work" every time it's late at night. He looks so fleshy that he's actually so weak that he can't squeeze past an old man or old lady on a bus.
It was almost hollowed out.
Diakum can be sure that the Black Wolf in front of him has lost at least half of his power!
And it's not the blessing of Fel. What it loses is the part of its origin that belongs to "itself". It is precisely because the lost power is filled by the blessing of Fel that Lycantos and Diakum fall into a disadvantage at the beginning.
"What on earth did you do?"
Vigilant sarcastically said:
"Why are you so vain? Are Draenor and Dire Wolf so attractive to you?"
"Don't ask."
Lycantos is obviously unwilling to answer this question.
The demon wolf smashed the aura around Diakum with its claws in a swift and ferocious jump, and when it landed, it called Fel to rain down the doomsday fire rain, isolating the battlefield where it and Diakum were fighting from the outside wolf packs.
It was as if the process of this battle was deliberately prevented from being discovered by other demons on the battlefield.
"Just know that you're going to have a big win here."
Annihilator's ghostly voice echoed in Diakum's ears, and it said:
"Kill me here and cut off my head to bring victory to your people and this miserable world. Isn't this what you want? Burning Legion Wouldn't it make you "Light Butcher" happy to die Greater Demon?
If you don't kill me, the demon wolf will continue Charge until it burns down the forest you defend.
You have no choice! Diakum the Saint.
As for what I want to do, it has nothing to do with you or even this world!"
This sentence exposes some of Annihilator's thoughts.
But as it said, in the duel at this moment, it is completely impossible for Dick to hold back. When Evergrowth Woods is surrounded by demons and is retreating steadily, all he can do is Execute to get rid of the Greater Demon in front of him as soon as possible.
"Don't touch your Argus Heart."
Annihilator took Ashbringer's sword forcefully, and it said in mourning:
"Leave this power to your old friends in the Burning Legion. If you want to be promoted to demigod, what you need to polish is your own power, rather than waving the little power left in your world to use in such places.
Your current physical strength is enough to kill the weak me.
Stop being like a child who has not grown up, squandering and squandering the little pure World Power. Your hometown is mourning in Fel. He doesn't want you to worry about Him, but He has to work harder than you think."
"Huh?"
The Seraphim form passed through Black Wolf's body, leaving behind a series of Solar Storm blows. Diakum frowned.
He felt that it was strange that Annihilator was in a state of wanting to die today.
This Black Wolf, which seems to be loyal to Polluter and Burning Legion, has a big problem!
"The artifact is ahead! Catch them and grab it! Blackhand and Gul'dan will reward us for it!"
Dragonmaw Clan's Chieftain Zuluhed waved his staff and roared, and the flying dragon cavalry under his command roared and chased "Ring Bearer" in front, surrounded by a large number of magic bats.
Although all three of Maraad are skilled in bow and horse, and Sunfire Raven lord Rukhran is powerful enough, and there are Anzu's crows escorting them around, but facing the double attack of Felblood Orcs and the demon, they can't move faster at all.
The entire sky was filled with ferocious Greater Demon and winged fear demons, and even high-ranking demons like Eredun Doom Guard were mixed in. He took the time to give them a hard blow. Just after flying out of the border mountains of Gorgrond, and still at least half way away from Shattrath City, Rexxar made a judgment.
"The sky cannot go away! We must move to land."
Mok'Nathal Orcs grabbed a war bow made of flowering vines and kept shooting. When he ordered Rukhran to land on the ground, he shouted to the two Draenei beside him who were grabbing Gem Hunter Rifle to fight back:
"I will stay behind, and Maraad will escort Garona to escort the artifact back!"
"No! I'm staying!"
Great Uncle poured Holy Light into the empty bullet shotgun and smashed it out, blowing an approaching magic bat into pieces. He grabbed his Gemstone Warhammer and said to the two of them:
"You can all do it Stealth, you are masters in this field, but my goal is too obvious. Following you will drag you down, so I will stay behind! Garona, give me the box containing the artifact!"
"Give."
The half-Orcs assassin grabbed a handful of the artifact and stuffed it into her pocket and threw it to Rexxar. Then she stuffed the remaining half into her own pocket. Finally, she locked the box and threw it to Maraad. She said loudly:
"But those Warlocks who are chasing us can track the breath of the artifact, and we can't escape."
"Hey, little fools! The original Life Force of this world is infused into the artifact. Take it with you through the activated forests. The trees will help you cover your tracks and protect you."
The voice of Old Anzu echoed in the ears of the three people. It also became fierce and screamed:
"You two walk quickly, my god's body is coming here with Arakkoa to respond, ah, this blue-skinned Garrison Commander is protected by me! You hurry up and send the artifact back to Shattrath, the devil and Orcs are besieging there.
One Greater Demon is attacking the city shield, and the other is walking in Twisting Nether and is about to enter the world, but the people in that city are still infected with the disease.
Send the artifact over!
Especially that healing ring, it can dispel Magic Plague!"
"That's it, I've made up my mind. Saint. No, Diakum Uncle said that I need to explore my potential and shoulder my responsibilities. I can't live up to his favor, let alone let my people down."
Great Uncle stood up on the Sunfire Raven saddle. He grabbed the war hammer and stared at the approaching Two-Headed Wyvern. He carried the box containing the artifact behind his back and said loudly:
"I am Maraad! I am Hand of Argus! Orcs, face me!"
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The golden Holy Light gathered into eagle-like wings behind him, pushing Maraad into the air and hitting Two-Headed Wyvern on the opposite side. Several Dragonmaw Orcs with frightened expressions were thrown from high altitude in the heavy punch sweep, and then Great Uncle pulled the reins of the flying dragon and rushed down in the other direction.
"The artifact is on him! I saw the shiny box on him! Don't let him get away!"
Orcs, who was thrown off the flying dragon, was caught by his compatriots as he fell. The latter immediately screamed and pointed out the direction to the Dragonmaw Clan cavalry. A large group of noisy Felblood Orcs turned around and pursued Maraad, but their Chieftain Zuluhed jumped in anger.
As a legendary Warlock, he perceives it very clearly.
The artifact was on the other two people, and Maraad was just a pawn in the rear. However, during this delay, Rexxar and Garona had already fallen to the ground under the escort of the fierce Sunfire Raven. They rushed into the dangerous activated forest and were completely blocked.
"Search! Send demons in to search!"
Zuluhed flew his powerful magic dragon over the activated forest and gave orders to his Warlock accomplices. He also planned to rely on the power of his magic dragon to get closer to investigate, but the next moment he was scolded by his mount:
"Are you brainless? Ah! I ask you if you are brainless!"
The demon dragon lord Lord Leshorn was really desperate for the idiot Warlock behind him, and he cursed:
"I've told you that the war in this world has nothing to do with you. His Majesty Eranikus is watching you, idiot! You need to go to Azeroth to take on more important responsibilities, do you have to waste your life here?
Just show it off!
Those artifacts have been bound to Draenor and World Heart. They can only exert their great power in this world, but you will eventually leave here."
"But strength"
Zuluhed is still a little reluctant to part with it.
He looked greedily at the trees in the activated forest and whispered:
"Even if it only takes effect in this world, it can give me strength comparable to Greater Demon."
"Don't be stupid! Went to Azeroth, there are a lot of things like that."
Lord Leshorn let out a little panic and said bewilderedly:
"What we want to give you is a real artifact. What is Greater Demon? You will know what real power is when you get Dragon Soul! Now listen to me, don't waste your precious Warrior here.
Blackhand is nice to you?
Is it necessary to sacrifice your own future for his victory?
The most important thing is that once these rings are held by the leader of the K'ure Alliance, Blackhand's War Horde will immediately be at a disadvantage.
You are going to lose!
You have to think for yourself in advance and go find Gul'dan, Zuluhed, Gul'dan is the real smart person, he knows what he really desires."
"Well, what you said makes sense, okay."
Zuluhed thought about it and felt that his mount was right, so he started to touch the fish openly.
Watching this scene, Lord Leshorn shook his head repeatedly.
This Dragonmaw Clan Chieftain is not only average in talent, but even mentally weak. If Gul'dan had not been noticed by several dangerous forces, there would be no need for His Majesty Eranikus to select Zuluhed among Felblood Orcs as his servant.
But a coward has the advantage of being a coward, just the fact that it is easy to control is enough.
Green dragons are naturally good at using dream magic, and Mind Control is their unique skill. After being infused with Fel, this power is greatly strengthened. With its status as a legendary dragon and the bonus of the "mythical creature" template Dragon Aspects, it is easy to control a Zuluhed.
"Hmph, if it weren't for Nightmare Tyrant's major event, I would still need your cooperation. Ah, they are really a bunch of beasts with their brains burned out."
Lord Leshorn cursed fiercely in his heart, and then looked in the direction of Gorgrond.
I don't know if he feels that this demon dragon lord always feels that today's Annihilator Lycantos is a bit "out of breath". Although that demon wolf is not the most powerful Greater Demon under Polluter, it will not be beaten by Draenei Saint the whole time, right?
Hiss.
Could it be that this Black Wolf, like His Majesty Eranikus, appears to be serving the devil, but actually has his own agenda?
Damn it!
What on earth is going on with this Burning Legion?
It's okay for the big bosses to have their own plans. How come even "middle-level cadres" like His Majesty Eranikus and Annihilator have their own little ideas?
Your Burning Legion is probably fundamentally crooked, right?
Blanch!
How do you do well staying with insects like you Burning Crusade?
What?
Are you saying that I am also an insect?
Ouch, that's okay, that's so messy!
The messier the better!
We, the magic dragon, also understand that the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish!
In Zuluhed's "Passive Fishing", Garona and Rexxar, who possess magical weapons, successfully transferred in, but Maraad's side was miserable.
He was shot down from a low altitude by a group of Dragonmaw Orcs. After landing, he was surrounded by a group of demon wolves and Demon Guard. A crazy battle began on the border of Gorgrond.
Great Uncle holds a war hammer and attacks left and right with great ferocity, but he alone cannot overcome the hundreds of times numerical gap.
His weapon was quickly chopped into pieces by a Fel Lord, causing Maraad to fall to the ground and roll around for a few times before he stood up. He pulled out the crystal sword and shield from his waist and was chopped down by an ax from Fel Lord as soon as he stood up.
The crystal shield exploded, but Maraad advanced instead of retreating.
He grabbed the crystal sword with one hand and clasped something with the other hand and rushed towards Fel Lord. He raised his fist and hit Fel Lord's battle helmet.
Such an attack was weak against the demon steel, but the moment the fist came into contact with the demon armor, the fiery Holy Light exploded, and Fel Lord "melted" half of its body amidst Fel Lord's screams.
This brutal attack scared off the surrounding demon wolves. As he stood up panting, the thing in Maraad's hand finally appeared.
An irregular piece of crystal.
Holy Light, filled with gold, is a holy object purified from the dark fragments of Naaru Kara.
When they set off from Karabor Temple, the new recruits all received gifts from Vigilant. Others used various methods to complete the purification of crystals, and Maraad was the slowest.
But it was not because of his talent or luck. Maraad had many opportunities to complete the purification with the help of external forces like others, but he did not do that. He chose to use his own Holy Light to polish and deepen it bit by bit, and chose to use his own power to complete the consecration of the dark crystal day after day.
Just like the process of Vigilant forging Ashbringer.
He regards Diakum as an elder, and naturally wants to imitate his elders' great achievements. Now the purification of this crystal is completed! The sacred energy filled in it all comes from Great Uncle's own tempering.
"Click"
Maraad looked around, picked up his smashed crystal war hammer, wiped the blood on his face, put the hot crystal in his hand into the broken hammer head with a grin, and then grabbed the Gleam weapon infused with the holy flame.
The golden flame of Gleam filled his "Naru's Hammer" like a torch, complementing the rekindled light on his body.
Holy Light is an idealistic power that blooms only for the brave!
This is what Diakum has repeatedly taught these new recruits, so now, let the holy martyr Primal Light witness his courage and will.
The Endless Hatred Signet worn on the finger of Great Uncle seemed to feel the determination of the owner. The activation of divine power and world power from Titan caused his momentum to rise. Regardless of the actions of the demons around him, Maraad dragged the war hammer and rushed forward. When the first ball of light burst out, the demon wolf screamed and turned into ashes flying in the sky.
Well, just looking at this momentum, it already looks like Vigilant's bravery.
He just fought like that, swinging the war hammer constantly, letting Holy Light solidify his fervent beliefs and Lightforging courage, transforming himself into a demon slayer and fighting continuously until he exhausted his last strength.
He had seen his father in the revelation of Argus Heart. His father once fought so fiercely and desperately on Antoran Wastes. His father was to protect the people and his hometown.
Just like myself now!
"Boom, boom, boom"
The strange vibrations on the ground made the demon wolves in this area feel that danger was coming. When Maraad was standing on the "hill" made of the demons he had killed with his war hammer and was awakened by outsiders, he raised his head in confusion and weakness and saw the worried, admiring and fearful gaze of the tiger man Kalash Goldmane.
"These. Did you kill these? Oh my God, you killed at least hundreds of demons by yourself! Those timid hellhounds didn't even dare to approach you. You are a well-deserved Holy Light Blade, with the same courage as Sunfire Gold."
The tiger man praised with exaggerated metaphors.
It looked at the dead demon corpses that were still burning around it, and at Maraad who was so weak that he couldn't stand still and was covered in wounds, with almost no piece of good flesh, and said:
"Can you still leave? Do you want to go to Shattrath City with us?"
"Huh? Is it just you? It's dangerous out there."
Great Uncle wanted to answer, but as soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground and was helped up by the tiger man. Kalash Goldmane, this Haki Tiger, swung his tail proudly and said to Maraad:
"We know there are demons out there, but the Khajiits have their own weapons! Look, we've brought our 'big friends' with us."
Maraad looked along Goldmane's finger.
In the distance, there are several Gronn giant beasts and a large group of small Gronns walking towards us in a mighty manner. Wherever they go, whether they are wolves or demons, they will give in in fear. And at the front of those Gronns is an old tiger man dressed in Witch Doctors.
The latter held high the Petrified Magnaron Heart that he had snatched from Orcs.
Goldmane whispered:
"You and Ms. Garona asked us to keep the artifact safe, but we don't know what went wrong. When the devil entered the world, the artifact began to vibrate. Magnaron and Petrified Heart seemed to feel the approach of the ancient enemy.
It has released its power to us tiger-men, allowing us to control it and summon Gronn to assist in the battle.
This may only be temporary.
But there is no doubt that these powerful creatures naturally hate demons!
Let's go.
Come with us to Shattrath City.
If the Khajiit is also a member of the K'ure Alliance, then we should also contribute to this siege Consecration, the most important thing is"
Goldmane stared at Endless Hatred Signet, who still had Gleam's light on Maraad's finger, and then looked at the surrounding hills piled up by demons that Garrison Commander had killed with his own power. This was definitely not just Maraad's own power.
But this small killing has proved that the power of "World Artifact" is by no means illusory.
Haki Tiger licked his lips and showed the greedy smile of a big cat when it sees a small dried fish.
It says:
"Diakum the Saint promised that if we make contributions, we will be rewarded. Well, wearing such a ring on your finger, I wonder how beautiful and powerful it will be. The scattered tigers need a "Blade Tooth King".
Maraad, I heard that you Draenei are proficient in prophecy. So, looking at my appearance, is it possible for me to become "Blade Tooth King"?
Hey!
Don't faint, wake up! Why don't you give me some encouragement?"
Ps1:
Even if you don't understand the plots of the latest versions, you should have some understanding of the "true image" of Titan. I dare not think carefully about the words spoken by the hidden BOSS observer Algalon in Ulduar during the WLK period.
Every word is bloody, no exaggeration.
Some brothers have pointed this out in the chapter before, which also shows that Blizzard has laid down the clues of "Titan's blackening" a long time ago. Although the plots of the recent versions are outrageous, at least at this point it is not a magic change.
The image of Titan is not a good person in the conventional sense, at least not a "good person of order" as understood by many brothers.
Each of the six forces has its own "justice", which can be regarded as the hidden main line of this book.