Light Shines upon Azeroth
Chapter 155

Tyr's Gift

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Since he discovered that he contained a massive amount of Holy Light in his body, this was the first time that Aaron felt that most of the Holy Light in his body was consumed. He once thought that the Holy Light in his body was inexhaustible, but now it seems that there is still a limit to the Holy Light he can use.

It's no wonder that Holy Light is consumed quickly. The Zakajz that Aaron wants to purify is a powerful existence that can compete with Tyr. Although Zakajz has been suspended for tens of thousands of years and has just been resurrected and is still in a weak state, the shadow power in his body is still not something that Aaron can easily purify.

Aaron wanted to temporarily put aside the work of purifying Zakajz and restore Holy Light in the body before continuing. However, as soon as Aaron let go of his hand from Strom'kar, he saw The surging shadow on Zakajz's body flowed towards the location of Strom'kar, and even began to repel Strom'kar outwards. In just a short while, Aaron saw Strom'kar's sword hilt sticking out.

It seems that Aaron's previous action of purifying Zakajz stimulated the shadow in its body to launch a counterattack. If Aaron gives up this time, I'm afraid Zakajz will recover quickly, and it will be even harder to cope with it.

"Damn it, let's fight." Aaron had no time to hesitate and put his hand on Strom'kar's sword hilt again. While transferring the Holy Light in his body to Zakajz's body through the blade, he pressed Strom'kar hard, trying to insert the sword back.

"Ygrim, go quickly and get Tavard and ask him to bring in all Tyr's Guard who have mastered Holy Light." Aaron quickly told Ygrim of the predicament he encountered and asked him to quickly find reinforcements.

Although I don't know how much Tyr's Guard has mastered Path of the Holy Light, it would be good to have more power. If Silver Hand were not too far away from here, Aaron would even have the intention to send a message to Knight of the Silver Hand, asking them to work together to purify this powerful Faceless Ones.

"Okay, hold on, I'll be right back." Ygrim is naturally not a sloppy person, so he agreed and left the tomb.

Listening to the hurried footsteps of Ygrim gradually moving away, Aaron turned all his attention back to Zakajz in front of him. The shadow surging on this monster was so short. After a short while, the advantage was regained. Small tentacles sprouted from the surface of the parts burned by Holy Light. When these tentacles grew to a certain extent, they immediately became entangled and covered the body surface, covering up the scars.

Seeing Zakajz starting to recover, Aaron was cruel and increased the input of Holy Light, barely evening out the shadow in Zakajz's body. However, in this case, the consumption of Holy Light was also very huge.

Aaron estimated the speed of consumption of Holy Light in his body. Even if he continued like this, it would not be able to last for too long. In addition, the shadow force would counterattack with all its strength from time to time, which increased the consumption of Aaron.

"No, we can't go on like this." Aaron simply estimated how long he could hold on, and then thinking about the time it took to enter the tomb, Aaron was sure that he would never be able to wait for the reinforcements to return.

"Put my body into Zakajz," at this moment, Xal'atath suddenly said.

Aaron did not follow the instructions, but asked vigilantly, "Do you want to absorb the shadow in Zakajz's body?"

Xal'atath is now dyed the color of Holy Light, but there is no guarantee that she will find a chance to return to the shadow form. Aaron dare not imagine what kind of monster Xal'atath, who has already obtained the state of free movement, will turn into if she absorbs the shadow in Zakajz's body.

Xal'atath heard this and snorted coldly, "Idiot, I want to help you. If you don't want to, forget it. Don't ask me for help until you've squeezed yourself clean."

"Okay, I'll believe you for once." To be honest, Aaron is still wary of Xal'atath. No one can be sure what this guy who has been secretly engaged in conspiracy for tens of thousands of years is thinking. However, Aaron's situation at the moment is really not good. He can only gamble on Xal'atath's reliability instead of trying to use this opportunity to escape.

After making the decision, Aaron quickly let go of one hand, took off Thorn of the Holy Light from his waist, injected Holy Light and then quickly inserted it into Zakajz's throat. In just this short moment, the shadow in Zakajz's body expanded some of its results. Aaron hurriedly fought against the shadow with all his strength, only paying attention to Thorn of the Holy Light with the corner of his eye.

I saw Xal'atath fluttering out of Aaron's mind, holding the hilt of Thorn of the Holy Light's sword with both hands. For a moment, Thorn of the Holy Light's light shone brightly, and the balance of power in Zakajz's body was immediately broken, and Aaron also got a brief respite.

"Huh, boy, I can only help you so far." Before Aaron could take a breath and apologize to Xal'atath for his previous doubts, he saw Xal'atath's light body gradually faded away. In the blink of an eye, Xal'atath's body disappeared, leaving only Thorn of the Holy Light still emitting a strong light.

"You, how..." Aaron stared at this scene dumbfounded. Xal'atath is the existence that claims to be the fifth Old Gods. Even if there is a saying that he is weak by seven points, but Aaron thinks about it, he should hold on for a while, why can't he stop in the blink of an eye.

"Nonsense, I have long said that all I can exert is your power. How could that person give me too much power? Now this is just a point that I took away for projection." Xal'atath's tired voice came from Aaron's mind.

Aaron actually remembered that Xal'atath did say something similar, but he didn't expect that her words were not a lie to prevaricate Aaron.

"But, I..." Aaron had no time to say anything at this time, but was complaining in his heart. Although Xal'atath's action helped Aaron break the balance of power, the power in Aaron's body Holy Light is about to bottom out. If it continues to be consumed, it is still unclear who will win and who will lose. However, the shortage of reinforcements for Aaron is still far away. After all, it will take time for Ygrim to leave the tomb and notify Tyr's Guard to assemble.

"Aaron, I'm back." Just when Aaron didn't know if he could hold on until reinforcements arrived, he heard Ygrim shouting from behind him, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Aaron could ask Ygrim why he came back so quickly, he heard Ygrim shout, "Go on!" The words were followed by the sound of something whistling through the air.

Aaron didn't have time to ask Ygrim what he was doing. He looked back subconsciously and found a silver shadow spinning towards him. Aaron accidentally reached out to borrow the silver object, only to find that he had a silver war hammer in his hand.

"This is..." Aaron was just about to ask Ygrim what this was for, when he felt a bang in his mind, and his consciousness was pulled and flew to an unknown place.

When Aaron opened his eyes, he saw a vast expanse of white in front of him. A half-dead High Elf was slumped on a chair, looking half-dead. Aaron immediately understood that this was his consciousness space.

"Why are you bringing me back to the conscious space now?"

Aaron complained to Xal'atath. Just as he was about to leave the consciousness space, he heard Xal'atath say, "I didn't do it, he brought you in."

"Who?" Aaron stopped, turned around and took a closer look at his consciousness space, only to see an existence in front of him. This was a silver giant holding a war hammer. The giant's left arm, from the elbow down, was made of a material that was obviously different from the rest of the body, and looked more like it was made of silver.

"You are!" Aaron stared at the giant figure with wide eyes, only to see that the giant didn't say a word, but just stretched out his left hand towards him. A ray of light bloomed from his hand and merged into Aaron's consciousness.

After this light poured into Aaron's mind, Aaron suddenly felt a fearless courage in his heart, and with it came a majestic Holy Light that far exceeded Aaron's previous heyday.

Without bothering to say thank you, Aaron immediately opened his eyes and swung the war hammer at Zakajz. The raging Holy Light surged out from the war hammer like a tide, flooding the entire cave in the blink of an eye.

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