Azeroth Trail of Light

When Dick returned to the star port through the portal, behind him was the seriously injured Lakish supporting the weak Velen. The redemption in the form of an angel of order is very powerful. Pulling back to reality in death, but only limited to pulling back.

Weakness and serious injuries caused by death are unavoidable. The so-called old prophet needs at least half a year of training before he can recover. Lakish’s condition actually looks even worse. His whole body has been stabbed with unimaginable wounds. Among them, he was completely swallowed by Dick's wave of holy light. If it wasn't for Dick's deliberate contraction of power, it was just the first wave of swallowing. This not too powerful eredar demon would be melted even There are no bones left.

Kil'jaeden destroyed him with hatred and remade him, but Velen saved him with love and hope.

After all, Lakish is still a child, and Kil'jaeden didn't twist his soul too much for better effect, so... this guy is still saved.

Just purify the soul, and then change a body. Fortunately, Ulduar can do both.

"Bless the Light! Let go of the Prophet! You demon!"

The moment Maraad saw Lakish, he raised the Naaru Warhammer, which was still stained with green blood, but was stopped by Dick.

"Calm down, Maraad, that's Lakish, son of Velen."

Dick said it lightly, but the expression of the strongest defense officer was stunned at this moment. It took a full 2 ​​seconds for him to react.

"Rakish? By the Light, this... this is incredible."

"Hmph, angels are the most powerful! Idiots are the most powerful!"

Anveena contentedly grabbed Dick's hair and jumped up and down on his shoulders, like a lively little spot of light. Dick just smiled, waved his hand, and signaled Maraad to bring the prophet to him. Go to rest, the queen of the deep sea just played with this high-level demon, plus the discomfort of entering the void for the first time, so she also went to rest.

In the hall of Starport, only the paladins and Eredar twins were left, and Dick's eyes naturally fell on the two prisoners next to him.

Eredar twins, these are two tall female eredar demons, they look like twins, they all look exactly alike, the only difference is that the skin on one end is dark red like a fire ember, and the skin on the other end is shadow faded The lavender of the time.

This shows that they have different powers, flame and shadow, but now, these two charming female demons are imprisoned in place by the chain of light and Azshara's water barrier. Only their eyes can move up and down their bodies, but Even so, the viciousness and cunning that shone in those eyes still reflected their essence as high-level demons.

Twisted, unlike Lakish, twisted from the inside out.

Dick's body leaned back, and when he sat down, the golden holy light formed a chair behind him in a brilliant trajectory. He put his left hand on the armrest, and his right hand slightly moved forward, imprisoning Ai. The holy light chains and flowing water enchantment of the Ruida twins dissipated suddenly.

It felt so good to be free again, and the twins made eye contact, and rushed towards Dick in a tacit understanding.

As mentioned earlier, when a paladin is not in a combat state, he is always used to hiding his aura. Coupled with his robes, he looks like a big man without much combat power, and the nature of a demon Also makes Gemini tend to take risks.

Although there is a possibility of encountering a hidden monster of the abyss, they are still unwilling to catch it without a fight.

The plan went smoothly, the two guys were left and right, their paws were almost touching Dick's skin, their eyes showed a trace of joy of success, the high-level demons attacked at the same time, even the epic heroes were in a hurry Somehow, whether it is catching the paladin for threat, or killing him to cause chaos, take advantage of the chaos and escape.

There is a lot to do!

But all the smoothness and joy came to this moment. Dick didn't even change his eyes, and the twins felt that the breath flowing around them froze instantly at this moment, like some kind of invisible ice. Unremarkable human bodies appeared around them, "frozen" them in place in an instant.

Can't move. It's even more terrifying than the previous imprisonment. Even the power can't circulate, and even the soul must be frozen.

Dick's fingers tapped the armrest made of holy light, and on his left finger was a new seal ring, a piece of silver-white, inlaid with a crystal that seemed to contain endless storms, inlaid by the oldest furnace master, Ignis himself. On the pedestal, the whole is integrated into one, and it looks like a real treasure made by nature.

He glanced at the eredar twins who seemed to be frozen in place by time. Their bodies were flying in the air, still maintaining that pounce posture. Hidden joy.

But it was in their eyes that were still moving that they could see their panic at this moment. They thought this guy was at most an epic hero, but they got lucky and dug out a real predator.

"Why"

Dick sighed, "I learned early on that humility is based on strength, while arrogance comes from incompetence. When will you twisted creatures understand this."

He glanced at the lavender-skinned Queen Saloras, seeing the chaos and tyranny in her eyes, and finally shook his head, "Forget it, I don't expect you to understand this, I know, your twisted arrogance comes from your Insignificant power, but what can such a small power change?"

"It's nothing more than being killed or being robbed, so... I am in your weak sentence!"

With a flick of Dick's left hand, the eye of the storm of the Atama crystal, which can manipulate huge energy, followed Dick's will at this moment, and the Eredar twins felt a pair of ghostly claws piercing into their souls, using a kind of The tearing pain brutally swept away all the strength in their bodies.

A mass of scorching crimson, a mass of surging shadows, continuously rotated and twisted on both sides of Dick's body, and was finally absorbed into the silver-white eye of the storm, and was quickly assimilated into the most basic energy.

The paladin's left hand flicked outward again, and the twins whose energy had been completely taken away fell to the corner of the hall like duckweed in the wind. This kind of extreme weakness has never been seen since their birth. The weakness of the past made them panic, make them afraid, and make them crazy.

They supported their bodies, crawling on the ground like beasts, trying to touch Dick's body,

"Give it back to me! Give me back my strength!"

"Give it to me! Kill you kill you!!"

Those who have it never think about what to do if they lose it, but once they lose it, they will become more lost and crazier than those who have never owned it, especially for demons who believe that power is everything, this kind of Weakness itself is the best proof of weakness and sorrow.

What will happen to a demon that has lost its power in Argus, the Eredar twins, as Kil'jaeden's adjutants, know better than anyone else. At that time, they were even more afraid.

And there are only two results of fear, either being crushed and collapsing, or bursting out to regain everything, which is the real source of strength.

Di Kegao sat on the Seat of Holy Light, looking at the twisted and crawling twins on the ground, his expression was as indifferent as steel.

"It's ugly. Sargeras gave you new powers, but failed to give you enough minds to govern, and let you follow his violent will to destruction, and the destruction drowned your other sanity. Look at you ...thugs who succumb to violence, but violence will never solve everything."

"Now... how are you going to use violence to make me submit?"

The wailing of the eredar twins continued, and Dick closed his eyes. He was tired of hearing such meaningless curses. If curses could kill, he might have been killed by those who died under his sword. Killed.

"Kneel down!"

The cold voice spread throughout the hall, as if some kind of order and will, dominated the bodies of the twins. Their wills were chaotic at this time, and they were on the verge of collapse. , the more it can take away all the sanity of these seemingly strong, actually weak guys.

They knelt respectfully in the hall in front of Dick, and a strange light had already bloomed in the eyes of the paladin. Means to force a soul into submission.

It's like a stamp of thought, whether the opponent voluntarily or resists, that scorching stamp will still be imprinted in their minds.

Compulsory brainwashing.

Dick doesn't like this method, but it doesn't mean he can't use it. He won't use this method for the creatures of Azeroth, even those villains and scum who are waiting to die in Draenor He is willing to give them a chance, but he doesn't have so many scruples about demons.

As Kil'jaeden's lieutenants, the eredar twins knew too many secrets for Dick to let them slip away.

But just when Dick's will penetrated into the minds of the Eredar twins who had no resistance, a giant spiritual phantom appeared in front of Dick's eyes. He had red skin and ferocious interlaced sharp teeth. , eyes burning like flames, the top of the head is full of bone spurs and a pair of black horns twisted to the back of the head.

A green symbol of fel energy floated on his forehead, just like Velen's holy mark and Dick's holy mark of order. The four tentacles under his chin were bound with metal rings with dancing flame characters. There are thick wounds on the cheeks, and what surges in them is dark green liquid evil energy.

"You want to take away their souls and wills?"

Kil'jaeden grinned, and the phantom disk of its claws was always on top of the eredar twins' heads, showing a chilling smile to Dick, "Have you asked me?"

Dick's eyes narrowed, but he still maintained that leaning posture, his tone couldn't hear any change, and asked almost in the same sentence pattern,

"This is my place. You came here to show off your power, have you asked me?"

"Hahaha, I am the leader of the Burning Legion, I have ruled and destroyed thousands of worlds! Where do I want to go?"

Kil'jaeden looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Behind the phantom was a tumbling green magma. The second half of his sentence almost sounded in the burst of magma,

"Where I will go. Who can stop me? Who can stop the Legion's destruction. You and your miserable world are next!"

His claws penetrated into the tops of the eredar twins' heads. The powerless demons could not resist. They were in pain. Kil'jaeden was destroying their memories and souls.

Dick didn't seem to have seen this scene, he was still sitting in his seat, but the moment he opened his mouth, Kil'jaeden's destructive claws were forcibly lifted,

"Sargeras is afraid of the potential of Azeroth, why do you dismiss us?"

"So what? You can't stop me, even in your territory, you can never beat me!"

Kil'jaeden roared, and his claws fell again, but a smile appeared on the corner of Dick's mouth, which made Kil'jaeden's phantom suddenly startled, but the next moment, the space behind him was broken , a white, exquisite fist that looked like a girl's arm hit his back. The blow, which seemed powerless, completely pierced Kil'jaeden's phantom at this moment, making him feel shocked and angry. The figure was shattered into thousands of pieces.

"I'm not the only one you have to face, you idiot"

The corners of Dick's mouth twitched slightly, he stood up, leaned slightly towards Azeroth, then walked to the side of the Eredar twins, and put his palms on their heads.

"Yeah, it broke some memories, but it's not a big deal. Wait, this is Turalyon?"