26 Blind Hunters Always Take the Wrong Path, but Good Hunters Always Know How to End Things with Dignity [2950]

(Additional update for "Sakurababy" brothers [4/5])

Kara, called back from the darkness by Holy Light, spins and sings on Karabor Temple's Grand Proclamation Platform.

Although it has just returned to the glory and is still very weak, it can't wait to tell its children about the Holy Light Doctrine it has learned after experiencing "Shadow Trial".

Those older Priest and Garrison Commander seem to have returned to the era of exile.

Just like meditating on Genedar, they sat in a circle around Kara and realized the true meaning of Holy Light in the ethereal singing. The young Draenei imitated their elders and sat outside the severely damaged podium.

This may be the first time they have listened to Naaru's preaching, but the symbiosis of Holy Light originating from their blood has given them an indescribable sense of dependence on the sacred creature shaped by the crystal in front of them.

They feel very at ease in that light.

Karabor Temple, which had just escaped the disaster, has not yet restored order, but citizens have already rushed here with their families. They want to admire the glory of Naaru at this dawn moment and soothe their hearts that have been empty for more than two hundred years.

The firm Warrior does not need actual symbols to guide itself with faith. However, the standards of Warrior cannot be used to demand civilians. For people who do not have the ability to protect themselves, a visible and tangible shining guardian can make them feel more at ease and happy.

Naaru is such a symbol!

Especially for Draenei, there is nothing more satisfying than walking with Naaru.

"Our people have been transformed"

The end of Hand of Fate's strengthened state made Dick enter a state of weakness, but this weakness is not uncomfortable. On the contrary, there is a sense of "stress is gone". The holy power accumulated for more than 20,000 years is released, allowing Vigilant to finally perfectly control Holy Light in the body, and there will no longer be any signs of losing control of power.

At this time, he was being supported by Neri, looking at the scene of "Holy Light Guides the Draenei" from the edge of Grand Proclamation Platform, which was full of people but extremely quiet, and said in a helpless and calm tone:

"It seems that I am the "stubborn old man" who failed to accept the reality. More than 20,000 years of exile have allowed our people to form a deeper connection with Naaru. Maybe I really shouldn't use the tradition of Eredar to ask the current Draenei.

They have not become weak, they have just been shaped into what they are today by their time in exile.

They are not cowards, they are still willing to use their own power for order and justice Consecration."

"I don't think it's a mistake for you to hold on to ancient ideals, Dick."

Neri helped him walk towards the city. In the long corridor, the archbishop softly comforted him:

"I can't hide the changes in the people from you. Years of exile have made us accustomed to being conservative and making us accustomed to retreating when encountering difficulties. In a sea of dangerous stars, only this less-than-glorious action can better protect our people.

But things are different now. Genedar has been destroyed. We should understand that there is no retreat left for us.

Burning Legion's Polluter has set its sights on us, and Orcs has become a claw of the devil. We should end the era of conservatism and retreat, and return to the era of Argus's struggle under the leadership of a brave enough war leader.

It's time to bring back those ancient glorious traditions!

But who better to lead us than you?

Therefore, I ask you not to change your approach. We should learn from you again in this era. For example, before you proposed the idea of purifying Kara, we did not have the guts to bet the future of a city on such a desperate move.

At least if it was the former Great Prophet, he would never agree to take such a risk with people's lives.

But you convinced him, and your return made Velen and us regain our courage."

"I just feel that what I said to Ishana this afternoon was a bit harsh."

Dick sighed guiltily and said:

"I scolded her for forgetting the oath of her home world, and I scolded her for turning our people into a group of cowards who blindly follow their beliefs, but in fact I ignored the changes of the times, just like a bad old man from 20,000 years ago, stubbornly unwilling to accept that the era in front of me is no longer the era I am familiar with.

I just stand and talk without back pain!

If I had experienced more than 20,000 years of exile like you, maybe my thoughts would have changed."

Neri blinked her eyes, and when she was about to reach the end of the passage, she whispered:

"Actually, I have too. Many people have changed. Even Great Prophet has probably grown desperate about returning to his hometown. Perhaps it is precisely because we have lost the guidance of that light that the devil's thugs have appeared in Draenei.

Archbishop Akama has gone to track down that Socrethar the Eternal, and we already have a target.

Before Dark Star fell, and before there were signs of disaster, Archbishop Othaar had already gathered his followers and tried to mobilize civilians in the middle of the city to evacuate Karabor Temple with him.

Perhaps we can call it a keen talent, but this still cannot explain his foresight.

He seemed to have known in advance that Karabor Temple would be destroyed by today's destined disaster. None of his actions seemed to be done in a hurry. He must have been preparing for this day for a long time!

If you were not here, if we did not purify Kara today, then after Karabor Temple was destroyed and turned into a ghost, who would be the biggest beneficiary of this disaster?

Haha, the cunning evil fox has already shown its flaws.

Go and rest, Dick, I believe that this cancer will be under control early tomorrow morning."

"I can't rest, I have to go there myself."

Dick shook his head and said:

"You must also bring your rangers to support Archbishop Akama. If the opponent is really the hidden family member of Polluter, then the power hidden in his hands may be beyond our imagination. You know, my attitude towards these cancers has always been to eliminate all evil!"

"But your body? Does it really need rest?"

Neri said worriedly:

"In order to purify Kara, even Bishop Great Prophet and Ishana are exhausted. Can you still keep fighting?"

Dick did not answer, but glanced at the visible reply Holy Power Pool on his Character Card.

He already had the blessing of Holy Light plus the gift of Naaru Legacy, which allowed him to recover his holy power much faster than ordinary people imagined, and the Ata'mal resonance generated by the Brilliant Star in his heart and the Eye of the Storm in his hand accelerated the recovery of his holy power.

As he spoke, Dick's originally dry Holy Power Pool had recovered half of its strength.

After ten minutes at most, he will be able to return to the state of "full health and full mana". What's even more exaggerated is that because he inherited 70% of Holy Power Pool from Naaru Lura, the total amount of radiant energy that Dick can hold is already at the same level. It is about 10-15 times that of Garrison Commander, which means that in most cases, he basically does not need to worry about the problem of "holy power recovery". It also creates the wonder that Dick's "blue bar" is at least five times longer than his "blood bar".

If he can master Arcane Mage's classic "Magic Shield" skill, then the value of the shield that Dick can prop up with mana will definitely be much more exaggerated than his health bar.

Of course, you can't just look at the numerical value on paper when it comes to combat power. For example, the big words "Soul Weakness" on Character Card cannot be ignored.

This state means that Dick's combat effectiveness will be severely weakened, and some powerful skills will not be able to be used.

But even so, he is still confident that he can strangle a dozen demons with his bare hands to bring a perfect end to this fantasy journey tonight.

"Let's go and resolve this matter as soon as possible. It's best not to let it set off any more waves among the frightened people."

Dick said something.

He and Neri left Grand Proclamation Platform. The archbishop was going to gather the rangers of Karabor Temple, but Dick was not alone. Maraad and Yrel were waiting for him with Garrison Commander.

They all know what Saint wants to do when he returns to Karabor Temple. They all know that there is a devil's henchman hidden in this city. They are here just to dig out the cancer. After just experiencing the miracle of Naaru's return, these Garrison Commanders are all in high morale. The already brilliant Saint's image in their eyes has become even taller.

"Let's go, kids."

Dick stepped forward wearing Priest robes. His armor had long been damaged in the battle. In the sanctified state just now, it was impossible for any weapon to withstand the burning of the hot Holy Light. Therefore, this robe was temporarily lent to him by Archbishop Akama to prevent Saint from "exploding".

But because of Vigilant's exaggerated body shape, the loose Priest robe looked like a "tight suit" on him.

"Let's help Archbishop Akama eliminate the evil spirits! After dawn, this city will also be clean and tidy."

Dick summoned his own Holy Warsteed, summoned his new weapon from Augure's Chest's backpack, and used the spear in hand to use the Holding Battle Staff in his hand, he called out, and more than thirty elite Garrison Commanders who had been selected as Hand of Argus recruits boarded the vehicle to escort Saint to the center of the city.

Archbishop Othaar The governor's official residence is there.

According to reports from Neri's informants in the city, since Kara was purified, the gates of the official residence were closed and martial law was enforced. The madman's followers also held some civilians hostage and imprisoned them there.

This is obviously a stubborn resistance after the conspiracy went bankrupt.

"Governor O'sar just presided over a military operation not long ago."

Maraad followed Dick, and he whispered worriedly:

"He commanded the garrison officers of Karabor Temple to occupy a high ground near Shazgul Fortress in the south of Shadowmoon Valley. He claimed that this was to better monitor the movements of the orcs. At that time, his actions also won the unanimous approval of the garrison class.

We all agree that Governor O'sar truly sees the threat of war.

But now it seems that that guy may have evil intentions. His followers are in the highlands at this time, and there is even a small fortress there."

"So, does Othaar have many followers?"

Dick raised his eyebrows and asked.

He vaguely remembered that this "thousand-year treasure" Othaar chose to betray in both timelines of official history, and made a huge noise. He was called Draenei's biggest traitor, and was also the driving force behind the tragic history of Orcs's massacre of Draenei.

"Quite a lot."

This time the answer was Yrel.

Although she is just a new recruit, Yrel also has her own news channel. She said to Dick:

"We at Ambori Village receive pilgrims traveling between Karabor Temple and Shattrath City all year round. We can always hear those pilgrims praising Governor O'sar For some of's policies, those eloquent merchants will advocate for his political achievements. Many young Draenei who were born in the Draenor world like me admire Governor O'sar very much.

Because he is also a "new generation".

Like Nubodon, he was born after the ancestors escaped from Argus, so he is one of the spokespersons of our new generation.

Samara had admired Governor O'sar for a while. She felt that Othaar would definitely become as outstanding a leader of the tribe as you in the future. But later, when Samara occasionally heard merchants complaining that the money given by the governor was getting less and less, she realized that it was just false flattery!

This guy has been promoting his reputation in a planned way, which shows that he has planned to do something long ago.

However, Talador is governed by "Old Ram" Hutton. Grand Executor, who is in charge of the military, is not easy to talk to and has a very strict work style. Bishop Council can only take on administrative work honestly.

It's hard for them to get their hands into the army."

"Well, this is better."

Dick nodded and said:

"It's just that the cult gang formed by civilians being bewitched is not difficult to eradicate. After Othaar is beheaded tonight, his followers will naturally fall apart Hozen. The remaining die-hard elements will be slowly dealt with by the rangers under Neri

But, children, have you ever felt that it is too quiet around you?"

"Huh?"

Maraad and Yrel looked back at the same time.

They were walking on the trail leading from the upper level of the city to the middle level. This place was originally on the outskirts of the city, and there were not many people walking there during the day, let alone at night.

The light here is also dimmer than usual.

"You hide your head and show your tail! Get out!"

Dick waved the upgraded Kazzak's Grudge forward, and a golden waterfall of warmth rapidly expanded outwards with him as the center. When it swept over the bodies of the recruits, it applied a thin shield to them, and dispelled the darkness so that the hidden dogs could no longer hide in an instant.

The first thing that catches the eye is Shivarra Doomguard with one head and six arms.

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This high-ranking demon is proficient in hidden charm. He originally planned to wait for Vigilant to get closer before giving him a harsh blow, but he didn't expect that this guy was so sharp and could spy on her from a distance of at least 60 yards.

Isn't this nonsense?

Dick's honorary title of "Vigilant" comes with "anti-submarine" capabilities! What's more, no matter how good at hiding the devil, the smell of sulfur can't be hidden from him.

"Devil? Here?"

Maraad was furious in an instant. He grabbed Gemstone Warhammer and yelled:

"Othaar is crazy! He is summoning demons openly and openly in the city! What does he want to do?"

"No, that lunatic has taken some civilians hostage! Does he want to sacrifice?"

Nubodon in the team responded faster, Dick turned back to him and said:

"You lead a team of people to retreat immediately and notify Archbishop Nali to ask her to take action immediately! Bring Arcane Guardian in the city to attack Governor's Mansion and rescue the civilians first!"

"Yes!"

Nubodon responded and immediately evacuated along the way he came with his five-person team.

Maraad had already led his men to charge towards the demons. Then Shivarra realized that he had been taken advantage of by his opponents and was very annoyed. He waved his whip and summoned a large number of evil dogs to pounce on Garrison Commander.

But since it was an ambush, there couldn't be only one high-level demon. More demons were killed in the hidden areas on the surrounding roads. However, the one who led them was a guy who was so strange that even the well-informed Vigilant's eyes widened.

It was a slender humanoid creature!

She has long ears like a donkey, wears Fel armor and has an awe-inspiring demonic aura, and holds a Fel Crystalcasting magic blade. Her movements are dexterous and deadly.

"What kind of demon is that?"

Yrel, who was guarding Saint, asked curiously. She looked at Vigilant. Obviously, she thought that Vigilant, who was well-informed, must know this strange thing that didn't look like a devil.

"Fel Elves! Judging from the shape of her ears and skin color, she should be Highborne."

Dick said seriously while observing the surroundings:

"Coming from a world called "Azeroth", they are the dependents of Corrupted Cenarius. Like us, they are beings blessed by Star Soul. Unfortunately, the life forms of these pointed ears are too unstable, and they can easily be changed by external forces.

Don't underestimate them, these guys are immortal species like us and have extraordinary fighting power.

You go deal with her! Yrel.

You see, there are so many demons here, just enough for you to start your Hand of Argus recruit trial.

Although in our time, the kills of cannon fodder like Cerberus and Imp could not be counted, and at least it had to be a big guy like Demon Guard to count, but after all, today is different from the past, so I will lower the standard for you.

Remember, the thirty devil indicators!

No one should be missing."

Saint said in a gentle tone:

"That Commander Fel Elves counts as ten heads, go ahead and deal with her! Don't compete with her skills, use Draenei's natural strength to crush her."

"But for your safety"

Yrel had not forgotten his responsibilities, but then he saw Saint's faint gaze. If Dick fell to the point where she needed to be protected by a recruit like her, then Vigilant's glorious life would most likely come to an end soon.

"Okay, please be safe."

Yrel felt that she was underestimated. Holding Gemstone Warhammer, she secretly vowed to let Saint see her growth, so she held back her energy and rode Talbuk rushed towards the commander Fel. Under the surprised gaze of Dick, in the first fight between the two, Yrel took advantage of the opponent's move and decisively opened his wings.

The scorching Holy Light turned into wings and spread out behind the little hooves. As her roar covered the war hammer, Ashen Judgment left a radiant burn mark on the opponent's body.

This guy's talent is so terrifying!

She is indeed the woman who can become "Holy Light Tyrant" in the future.

She just fought with Dick for a few times and already learned a lot of "Avenging Wrath" that was difficult for the old Garrison Commander to master. Moreover, "Ashen Judgment", which focused light and heat to deliver a fatal blow, was Vigilant's unique skill, but she also learned it.

Well, children can be taught.

This Yrel is indeed a rare SP character in "Draenei Clan Card Pool", and the quality is really high. Compared with her, the learning speed of the SSR-level "uncle" Maraad seems to be slower.

By the way, in the official history, there is a story between the uncle and Yrel that is hard to say as comradeship or mutual attraction. Anyway, the result is that the uncle used Paladin in order to save this little hoof. "Divine Intervention" can only be used once in a lifetime, and it is hard to say whether Yrel's final "Holy Light blackening" had the impact of witnessing his uncle's death in front of his eyes.

Anyway, Dick doesn't believe you when you say there's nothing going on between these two people.

However, among the options for her good sister Samara to survive now, Yrel's little hoof has the characteristics of neodymium copper. The relationship between her and Samara has really gone beyond ordinary sisters and friends. Friendship, and according to Diakum's observation, although Yrel is usually strong and brave, in their daily interactions, the soft and weak Samara seems to be the one who makes the decision.

Ah, Holy Light, please forgive Vigilant for this dark heart.

"Warrior of Light really can't think about these too dark questions. If I think about it any more, I might be punished by Holy Light. By the way, Your Excellency, how long do you plan to hide? Do you really think I would let down my guard in such an ambush and give you a chance to strike a fatal blow?"

Dick canceled the summons of Holy Warsteed and let himself fall to the ground.

He held Kazzak's Grudge with ease and with the unique pleasure of killing demons with Warrior of Light, he tore apart Recklessness's two Demon Guard that were close to him. With the help of the kill, he released the magic curse on the surrounding demons, and then threw the group to strengthen and buff his children.

Finally, he looked back behind him and scolded:

"If you want to make a sneak attack, you should have taken action just now. Now you are fighting but not fighting, retreating but not retreating, and a good man is acting like a girl. Are you planning to laugh me to death in this way?

Get out!

Kilrogg Deadeye!"

When Dick waved his hand and smashed out Blade of Justice's sharp blade decapitation glow, the legendary Chieftain hidden on the edge of the battlefield finally appeared.

The magic halberd in his hand was swung above his head and shattered the descending Holy Light Blade, and then he threw the thing in the other hand out. With a bang, the heavy Blood Ring Battle Standard pierced the ground with brute force.

This unique ritual made Dick raise his eyebrows.

He looked at Kilrogg Deadeye who had been cast in magic and even had Fel bone spurs in front of him, and he said:

"Are you going to play "Mak'gora" with me?"

"Yes, one on one! You and me! Win or die!"

Kilrogg raised his left hand, pointed at Vigilant with the evil fire burning in it, and said in a hoarse voice with "echo":

"Only one can survive!"

"Does it make sense?"

Dick scolded:

"Look at what you are like now! After drinking Demon Blood, can you still proudly claim to be a child born under the blood moon of Nataan Jungle? You! When you drink that disgusting thing, you don't deserve any honor!

Well, the sense of honor is the comforting thing I, the One, can feel from a militant Orcs like you.

It's a pity that you threw it away with your own hands."

"Maybe."

A twisted smile appeared on Kilrogg's face covered with Fel scars, and he said:

"But you must agree. It's because no one in this city can stop my assassination except you! You are very weak now, and you can't stop me even if I want to break through. Your chance to protect other people in the city the One is to defeat me here and kill me."

"I understand, you are here to die."

Diakum waved his war spear and assumed the starting position of Vindicator Tactics. He said:

"It seems that Gul'dan has also angered you, and you already know that guy is not a good person. Unfortunately, you have neither the ability nor the courage to stop Horde's tank.

To apologize with death?

No, I will die to make my will clear

OK, OK, come on!

After your death, I will tell your son your lessons. If he takes the "Draenor Guardian" path that Orcs should take, I will also regard him as a trustworthy comrade-in-arms and junior.

As for your skull

If there is a chance, I will return it to the cave of Bleeding Hollow Orcs and place it next to the eye you sacrificed to see the illusion of death."

"You know quite a lot, Draenei."

Kilrogg Deadeye laughed and raised Fel Glaive and rushed towards it. In the collision with Kazzak's Grudge, the magic energy Orcs roared loudly:

"I'm here to die! I'm here to greet my destined death! I also want to try to cross that death, just like every Bleeding Hollow Orcs tries to defeat fate! Come on! Give me an honor! Or, witness my death!"