Chapter 639: Star Sea Admiral's Leap of Faith: Man! Waterkanai C
The commander-in-chief of Lightforged Fleet, Sfurax, the star sea general of Army of the Light, has locked himself in the confinement room for five full days.
The admiral's adjutant declared that S'fraelx had been "enlightened by Holy Light" and needed to think and understand in a quiet place, so Lightforgeds blessed their commander one after another.
Well, Army of the Light's Warrior rarely doubt each other.
This is not gullibility, but stems from the spiritual symbiosis between the "belief system" established by Naaru as nodes.
Fighting brothers can turn their backs to each other on the battlefield, and are as close as family members in daily life. They firmly believe that each other is fighting for a common great goal under the leadership of Holy Light.
They firmly believe that they have abandoned selfishness and cowardice in human nature, and naturally believe that every battle brother in Army of the Light is trustworthy.
This kind of unconditional trust based on common beliefs can certainly provide Warrior of Light with strong combat effectiveness in war, but it can also cause some unnecessary "side effects".
It is precisely because of unconditional trust that it is easy for some bad guys to fish in troubled waters.
Yura's boyfriend Malas is a special case. This guy is a member of Lightforged Fleet, but he is the rare Ancient Eredar who has not accepted Lightforging. Although he is affiliated with the logistics department of Lightforged Fleet, he always takes advantage of the war to do some "Black Market transactions."
Logically speaking, this matter can be easily exposed, but Malas just relied on the mutual trust between Holy Light brothers to make his Black Market business a success.
Of course, all actions of Malas are seen by Naaru, and they allow this behavior because the connections between guys like Malas and Consortium can bring many intelligence advantages to Army of the Light.
Naarus may be pious, but they are not stupid.
In war, they also know how to use some strategies.
In short, the anomaly of S'fraelx did not cause much discussion in the fleet, but the reality was much more serious than the adjutant's understatement.
In the solitary room, the haggard Sfurax looked desperately at the broken and dim Holy Light in his hands.
The morality of this Holy Light Demigod is shattered.
It is unimaginable that after more than 20,000 years of war, the Xinghai General who undoubtedly owns Iron Will tortured himself to this extent in just five days with the method of "Mental Attrition".
Her eyes were dull, as if she had been completely "hollowed out" inside, but she had not suffered any physical or mental disease. She was like a crumbling high-rise building that would collapse with just a gust of wind.
However, if the foundation is solid, even if you face the torture of High Heaven's faith, such a situation will not happen. It is purely because the spiritual symbiosis with Naaru has allowed you to spend more than 20,000 years of war. While accepting that spiritual protection, you have almost lost the ability to analyze yourself.
It is very similar to the state when Twins was awakened by Diakum.
Cutting off the connection between Xe'ra and other Naaru will always cause such a "mental collapse", just like people living in a closed area are forced to face the outside world.
After no longer taking Naaru's will and standards as her life creed, Sfurax Commodore seemed to have lost her life goal in an instant. She was still the firm commander and Warrior, but she had been lost in her "upwelling" self.
She does not regret the eternal battle of more than 20,000 years, but the glorious victories and tragic defeats she now recalls are more like watching other people's stories.
There is no sense of reality at all.
Have you ever participated in it?
Or rather, my body has been sticking to the war, while my mind has been huddled behind the mental wall created by Naaru, rejecting all confusion, thinking and doubt, and forging myself into the Warrior that Holy Light needs.
There's nothing wrong with that.
The question is, is that really what "Holy Light" needs to do?
Such doubts were constantly tumbling, making the admiral feel heartbroken at this moment. She had too many questions that needed to be answered by herself. However, before that, her determination to do everything for Holy Light Consecration was quietly shattered by torture again and again.
Except for truly great and pure morality, no other goal can withstand such intense self-questioning, not even self-proclaimed steely faith!
What's more, after waking up, S'fraelx can't be sure whether the moral decision he once made belongs to his own decision, or is it just the expectation of others that he made under the guidance of the light?
Ah, these questions are so complex.
The experience of these five days made the general feel that he had faced the most vicious psychic attack from Void Creature.
In fact, this is indeed the case. When Diakum created Faith Stairway from High Heaven, he indeed integrated the conceptual power of "Confession" into it and poured his own understanding of Heart Power and Sha Power into it.
That thing is a serious secret of the void, a specialty of the once strongest ancient god Y'Shaarj.
As long as you still have some emotions and desires, you can't escape the test of this mystery. If you want to be immune to its influence, you can only make yourself go through continuous torture until you reach the state of "Unity of Heaven and Man".
However, the problem is, that is Life Force's mythical talent. Where can you ask Warrior, a daughter of light who engages in metaphysics, to get that kind of power?
This is basically unsolvable.
Sfurax knew that her current situation was very bad. She even vaguely guessed that her current state was like a "source of infection" and that her doubts and reflections were likely to "infect" others. This was why she locked herself in a solitary room.
But she couldn't escape what happened next.
"Bang"
A knock on the door sounded outside the solitary room, and her adjutant said softly:
"Madam, we have arrived at the temporary starport created by the Oronar Clan. Mother of Light's ship "The Exodar" is about to depart for the Draenor world. Velen Prophet, Veilara Dean and Vigilant and Executive Officer and Archbishops of other clans are waiting for us there, and you, as the commander-in-chief of Lightforged Fleet, must attend."
"I know give me a little more time."
The admiral said hoarsely.
She slapped herself in the dark to wake herself up, and then packed up her clothes and appearance. The moment the door of the confinement room opened, external light shone in, and the admiral even raised his hand to block the light.
She felt that she was even a little "afraid" of the light in front of her.
She once believed that she was the embodiment of light in the sea of stars, and that she wanted to bring Holy Light enlightenment to the worlds ravaged by darkness, but now she is no longer as determined as she once was.
She came up with the "Light Burial" tactic.
In the eyes of those worlds that died from the bombardment of scorching light, and in the eyes of the people of those worlds whose bones were reduced to ashes by the brightest light, what is the difference between these "People of Light" and the brutal demons?
My former self regarded it as a "necessary price"
"Ah!"
The admiral covered his forehead and let out a cry of pain.
Her adjutant hurriedly supported her, and the adjutant's eyes reflected an extremely haggard commander. She had followed S'fraelx for more than 10,000 years, and had never seen her always-firm commander like Celestial Gold become "weak" to such an extent.
She seemed to have aged ten thousand years in five days!
"I must look terrible right now, right?"
Sfurax sighed and said:
"You know how to put on makeup, right? I want you to simply cover up my embarrassment for me so that no one else can see the clues."
"Well, please come with me, ma'am."
The adjutant helped the admiral to quickly go to his cabin, but when she was putting makeup on the admiral who had taken a bath to cover up his haggardness, the adjutant suddenly asked:
"Are you reflecting on your past actions?"
"Huh?"
Sfurax, who had closed his eyes to relax, suddenly opened his eyes.
She looked at her adjutant, and then noticed the bloodshot eyes of the female Warrior. Her heart sank at this moment.
She realized that her worst fears had happened.
The admiral whispered:
"Are you affected too?"
"Well, after sending you into the solitary room, I will do it that night"
The adjutant paused and lowered his voice and said:
"I was "inspired", the sacred High Heaven opened the door to me, and that damn Gnoll Hogger bewitched me to step on Faith Stairway, and said you had created a new record.
me
I was too stupid to step up and fell down on the 104th step. I know what kind of pressure you are under, but what is even more frightening is that, Admiral, we are not the only ones who have been inspired!"
The adjutant said tremblingly:
"Although everyone tacitly agrees, I can confirm through each other's eye contact that at least one-third of the people on this starship have been to High Heaven, and everyone cannot restrain the desire to make the pilgrimage, and everyone is affected.
I now suspect that it might be a trick of Void Force, and we were deceived!
High Heaven doesn't exist at all!
Our past wars were just and sacred, and those worlds that we personally ordered Light Burial had a reason!
They cannot be saved!
We can't save them from the devil, we can only give them a final dignity
Are you right? Madam, we are by no means evil enough to inflict destruction with our own hands. Our hands are stained with blood to protect more innocent people. We are different from demons, right?
Say something!"
"That's enough! Calm down!"
Sfurax grabbed the adjutant's wrist with her backhand and covered her mouth before the other party shouted hysterically. She said sharply:
"Stop doubting yourself like this. You have already stepped into the trap of "doubt". High Heaven is real, and Xe'ra is also there.
But that place is different from what we imagined. It is indeed Holy Land of Holy Light, and it represents the eternal sacred destination of People of Light. However, it is obvious that High Heaven's interpretation of Holy Light is different from the path we are on.
This may just be a dispute over ideas, and it does not mean who is right or wrong."
"You're just making excuses for yourself."
The adjutant covered her eyes and she sighed and said:
"I'm going crazy, ma'am, and I'm sure everyone else is too. Also, I don't know if you've noticed, but the moment we left High Heaven, we severed our spiritual connection with Xe'ra.
That place destroyed our proud spiritual defenses and left our minds in the most vulnerable state. I can't imagine how weak I would be in the face of demon attacks."
Sfurax fell silent.
After a while, she said:
"Vigilant is in Draenor, he is Emissary of the Radiance of Ten Thousand Days, he is High Heaven Master. I believe we can get an answer from him. Hurry up, don't keep Mother of Light waiting.
In addition, you should not alert others and use normal transfer commands to send all affected commanders and Warrior to the Exodar.
The remaining people stayed on the battleship."
"As you command!"
Tens of minutes later, a frigate that was no different from an ordinary Naaru gem ship left the Tempest Keep-class flagship. It shone with golden light and sailed towards the Draenor world at extremely fast speeds.
S'fraelx was sitting on the command chair. She was in a daze, looking at Xe'ra floating on the navigation platform.
She could no longer maintain the same spiritual communication with Mother of Light in the singing of Xe'ra as she had in the past. She had become accustomed to such communication, after all, it had lasted for more than 20,000 years, but now that the connection was suddenly eliminated, Sfurax felt very uncomfortable.
It's not just her.
This is the case for everyone on this ship. The admiral can notice the looks exchanged between Warrior and the commanders, those strange looks with some profound meaning.
Everyone tried to act as before, but their expressions showed a cruel truth. They were no longer as close as before. The "trust" that had been forcibly shaped completely died with the rupture of Naaru's spiritual shelter.
Is this really a concept that High Heaven wants to convey to People of Light? Can such an individual who cannot be united really carry out the mission assigned by Holy Light?
The admiral was very suspicious of this.
"You look tired, maybe you need some rest?"
A familiar voice sounded next to the command chair, awakening S'fraelx who was wandering in the sky. The fleet commander turned his head and saw "Redeemer" Lothraxion standing beside her with his paws on his back as usual.
This "Holy Light Demon Lord" had a smile on his pale face and said:
"Is it okay that you haven't rested? General, or are there some "problems" with your belief?"
"I thought I hid it well."
Sfurax trusts this Lightforging Nathrezim. The other party is the "veteran" who has followed Mother of Light before Army of the Light was formed. He is the devil who was Lightforging by Mother of Light himself.
Xe'ra trusts it, so Army of the Light also trusts this unique Holy Light Demon Lord.
Moreover, in the past 25,000 years of war, Lothraxion has proved its devout faith in Holy Light with real Consecration. At this time, facing Lothraxion's inquiry, the admiral rubbed his eyebrows and said:
"I just encountered some, um, mental distress. Considering your natural sensitivity to mental fluctuations, it is not surprising that you discovered it, Redeemer. In fact, everyone on the entire spacecraft at this time
Wait!"
The admiral was suddenly stunned for a moment, then looked at Nathrezim beside him with strange eyes, and she said:
"I asked my adjutant to bring all the affected officers and soldiers into this ship. Why are you on top of it? Don't tell me, you were also summoned by High Heaven? Are you also affected by Faith Stairway?"
"High Heaven? Faith Stairway?"
Redeemer showed a hint of surprise on his pale face, then nodded thoughtfully and said:
"Hmm, interesting."
Command Dagger was unsheathed from the admiral's waist and pressed accurately against Lothraxion's neck.
Facts have proved that although Sfurax's mind has collapsed, her acumen as a war hero is still online.
She scolded:
"What on earth are you doing? Lothraxion! Why did you set foot on the Exodar without receiving a transfer order? Don't tell me, this is a mistake on your part. You have never made such a mistake in the past 20,000 years!"
"Yes, I have gone too far in Holy Light. I accepted the embrace of the light and felt the warmth from the bottom of my heart. I have been illuminated by Holy Light for too long. It has been so long that I have forgotten where I came from and what kind of mission I came to you, my battle brothers."
Redeemer sighed a little sadly at this moment and said:
"I have told you that I feel ashamed that I have been a devil. I did not lie to you. If I had a choice, I would definitely give everything to me in pure Holy Light for my belief in Consecration.
Unfortunately, no matter how brilliant the color Holy Light is, it can only paint bright colors on my "canvas", but it cannot change my dark background.
I just
Alas, I cannot fight against the "Creator". Under the light, I am no different from those Dreadlord walking among Fel. There is no love or belief. This is just a job.
Now, it's time to say goodbye, my brothers and sisters.
May Holy Light save my soul if I really have that thing."
"Poof"
With an apologetic and sincere smile, Holy Light Demon Lord took the initiative to push his neck towards Sfurax's sharp blade. In the burst of energy, he turned into a ball of golden bats that buzzed and died on the spot, smashing the Celestial Gold breastplate decorated with Holy Light Crystal to the ground.
The moment the thing landed, a huge explosion sounded in the Exodar's engine, along with Xe'ra's cry of pain.
When the starship is moving, Naaru is connected to the spacecraft. The explosion of the spacecraft means that Naaru will also be directly harmed.
In the spin and loss of control, Sfurax was hit hard against her command chair. She stretched out her hand towards Xe'ra, who was trying her best to hold up Holy Light's shield on the navigation platform, as if she wanted to stay with her most trusted "master" amid the continuous explosions.
But then a bright light bloomed in front of their eyes, covering the exploding the Exodar in a package.
The application of War Authority: Hold Fast allows those Lightforged who were involved in the explosion to be protected by the rising holy shield.
Sfurax saw the figure walking out of the light.
At this moment, all the experiences about High Heaven were tumbling in her mind, making her realize who was coming.
Diakum!
He appeared at this dangerous moment of betrayal, just like he rose up when the demons invaded Argus more than 20,000 years ago, and he came to save these lost people again.