Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 20 20. Ah, it feels so great to be a priest and save souls and learn skills!
When Dick walked out of the Archon's Hall, it was no exaggeration to say that his back was wet.

Although the Eredar were known for their tolerance and open-mindedness, the "outrageous words" he had just said about his faith to a Grand Archon who had just converted to the Holy Light could really get him burned at the stake.

Especially when he was still speaking "bad words about the Holy Light" openly as a Holy Light Walker.

In the eyes of a legendary pastor like Ishana or a more extreme religious fanatic, this would be considered a definite act of apostasy.

But anyway, old Viren is definitely someone you can get along with.

Even after hearing such arrogant and terrifying "heresy", Velen only scolded Dick but did not impose more excommunication punishment, allowing Dick to safely leave the main hall with the new rank of "Brigadier General of the Garrison".

And there was also a "surprise" that Dick himself did not expect.

When he boldly advised Archon Velen to maintain his sanity beyond faith, he keenly noticed that a smile of great approval suddenly flashed across the always calm face of Commander Kil'jaeden.

It seems that Kil'jaeden is also worried about the mental state of his brother Velen.

This "slander" to Velen inexplicably won Kil'jaeden's favor, which Dick really didn't expect, but it wasn't a bad thing.

I come from the garrison class, and now I have some connections with the garrison commander, so everything I do in the future is destined to go smoothly.

In addition to the brigadier general's appointment letter, Dick also had a "secret order" from the two grand consuls.

They asked Dick to find the "holy stone" that Sachir mentioned as quickly as possible to prove the real existence of the "Soul of the World".

In order to facilitate Dick's actions, this secret order gave him the power to freely select personnel to form an exploration team. Together with the Nari team from the Assassin's Court, Dick suddenly had more manpower, which made him full of confidence in the next journey.

After all, he is very familiar with that damn place Krokuun!
Not only is he now a "country boy" born in a remote area, but in his previous life, in order to get that cool set of "World Polluter" pieces of transmogrification, he knew every BOSS spawn point in that damn place very well.

"So, now let's go back to Oronar City, say goodbye to Maldran, and then we can take the military aircraft to Krokuun."

Dick looked at the two letters of authorization in his hand, and his heavy mood became a little better.

"I can also, with Lord Commander Kil'jaeden's permission, choose suitable weapons for myself from the garrison armory at the Archon's Seat, which is great.

It’s like completing a task, going through a storyline, and then getting a set of equipment directly!
Is there such a good thing?

Ah! Slap your mouth! As a Holy Light Walker, you can't swear even in your heart. This is an important part of professional ethics and acting spirit! "

He stretched out his hand, patted his lips lightly, and then hummed a song as he headed to the garrison armory to choose his "mission reward".

However, just when he was halfway there, he was stopped by a strong female figure who "suddenly refreshed" and whose whole body was shining with golden light.

Well, that’s not an exaggeration!

The Eredar girl in front of him, who should have been petite, was a head taller than Dick. Her muscular physique, which was strong enough to strangle a talbu sheep with her biceps, made Dick envious, but he knew that this kind of exaggerated strength visible to the naked eye was not something he could envy.

Judging from the abnormal blue-gold skin color of the lady in front of us, we can tell that she is the "Chosen One of Holy Light" of the Naaru Temple!
He was one of the six most talented and determined Light Walkers selected from the thousands of years of Holy Light teachings spreading in Eredar society.

Three men and three women, all legendary paladins.

They guard the Temple of K'ure all year round and serve as guards for the two Archons. They are so powerful that they can be called "Vanguards of the Force" and are capable of defeating ordinary Legendaries. They are an important part of the defense of the Archon's Seat.

Before Grand Archon Velen converted to the Holy Light, these six "Muscle Brothers of the Holy Light" were the "spokespersons" of the Holy Light's teachings in the minds of the Eredar.

"Brother Diakham, please stay."

The Chosen One in training attire ran over, carrying the Spear of Radiance on her back, swinging her cute little tail wrapped in shimmering light. She said to Dick in a serious tone:

"His Majesty the Guardian Naruk Ulei invites you! He wishes to speak with you and has prepared a reward for defeating a powerful enemy."

"Ok?"

Dick looked at the Chosen Sister with the "Holy Seal of Glory" floating on her forehead in surprise. He said doubtfully:

"I've never met His Majesty K'ure before, but I've met His Majesty Lula once. Why would His Majesty K'ure suddenly summon me?"

"I don't know, but this may be the will of the Holy Light. Please follow me, Brother Diakum."

The Chosen One of Holy Light replied honestly, which made Dick embarrassed.

These voters are like that.

They speak simply and are taciturn, like ascetics, not clinging to any mortal enjoyment. It is rumored that they are truly immortal, and even if they die in battle, they will be resurrected quickly with the blessing of Holy Light.

This ability made Dick very envious.

The reason is very simple. In the real world, there is no such thing as a convenient and quick "resurrection technique".
Once you die, you are really dead!
No matter in which world or in any legend, resurrection from the dead is always given the exaggerated title of "miracle", which shows how precious this opportunity of resurrection is.

"May I have the honor of knowing your name, my glorious sister of faith?"

Dick asked quietly as he followed the Chosen One of Holy Light to the Kulei Temple. The Chosen One glanced at him and said briefly:
"Davinius, this is my name in the secular world, but once I step into the Holy Light, my name has lost its meaning."

"Well, this answer is quite 'divine'."

Dick sighed and said:
"But I don't think the Holy Light would want to see you abandon your own name, sister. The Holy Light's need for dedication doesn't mean we have to constantly harbor a strong desire for self-destruction and sacrifice.

The truth is always simple.

If you don’t even love yourselves, how can you be expected to love the world?

If you truly abandon all the beautiful feelings that come with being human, can you still represent the Holy Light on the path of healing and protection?"

"I'm not good at doctrinal debates, Brother Diakum. I heard you chose to become a pastor? Well, what you just said really sounded like a sermon. You will definitely make an excellent preacher."

Devinius nodded seriously and said:

"Your advice sounds reasonable. I will discuss this with my other brothers and sisters. Perhaps His Majesty K'ure can give me some guidance."

"So, I'm curious, my sister of faith, does the voice that keeps ringing in your head belong to His Majesty K'ure or to the Holy Light?"

Dick hesitated for a moment, then looked back and saw two archons walking out of the palace.

He believed that this was an opportunity for Velen, who had just converted to the faith, to see with his own eyes the difference between "Naaru" and "Holy Light", so that the old prophet would not become a "blind follower" at some fatal time in the future, just like in the official history of the Dark Portal.

So he turned around and asked this somewhat blasphemous question to the Chosen One of Holy Light in front of him.

This question puzzled the Holy Light Chosen One for a moment. She turned around and looked at Dick in surprise, saying:

"Is there any difference between the two? Aren't they the same concept?"

"Alas, this is what I fear. Every time I think about the possibility of becoming like you in the future, I feel terrified. But since I am already a pastor, and since you said that I will become an excellent pastor who saves souls in the future, I cannot turn a blind eye to these 'lost lambs' in front of me!
Please forgive my offense."

Dick shook his head and, with an overbearing attitude, stepped forward and shook Devinius's hand, which was strong enough to easily break his neck. He said seriously to the Chosen One in front of him:
"You must sever your spiritual connection with His Majesty K'ure, sisters! The Naaru were born in the light, but they cannot fully represent the Holy Light. The Naaru have their own independent will, which means they also have desires, anger, and loss.

Each of them has his own understanding of the Holy Light, and there are also factions and moral differences among the Naaru!

Sister, you should dedicate yourself to the Holy Light itself, instead of allowing yourself to become a puppet of the Naaru. We are equal to the Naaru in personality.
His Majesty, K'ure!
If you can hear me, please release the spirit of this sister.

This kind of long-term spiritual connection is not protection, but a shameful assimilation. The arcanists hate you for this very reason. If you truly want the Holy Light to protect the Eredar and want the Holy Light to be integrated into the world soul, then please use a more gentle method! "

Dick held the hand of the Chosen One of Holy Light, but his words were not meant for the lady in front of him. Through her spiritual connection with Naruk Ure, Dick was sure that the Naaru in the temple ahead could definitely hear his words.

This is what creatures like Naaru look like!

They are kind by nature and are willing to protect all kind people around them.

They will use their innate huge spirit to penetrate into the minds of their followers to provide them with spiritual protection, but they ignore the fact that the fragile minds of mortals cannot withstand this kind of spiritual "protection" for a long time.

A short-term connection can protect the spirit, but long-term spiritual resonance will cause the Holy Light Walker to confuse the morality of the Holy Light under the influence of the Naaru's brilliant spiritual voice, and regard the Naaru as the incarnation of the Holy Light from the bottom of his heart.

In a sense, this perception is not wrong.

But the problem is, as Dick said, Naaru is not as pure as people think.

They have their own thoughts and independent consciousness, which means that the way a Naaru behaves will have a lasting impact on the Light Walkers who follow them.

The worst example of this is the Legion of Light that will appear in the future.

Under the leadership of Zera, the "Mother of Light", the radical and prophetic ancestor of the Naaru, the entire Legion of Light has become the "Magicians of Light" hated by many people.

Those veteran soldiers who had lived for thousands of years generally showed fanatical and blind obedience to Zera's voice as the will of the Holy Light. It was only after Brother Egg shot Zera to death with a sharp shot that the Holy Light Army slowly returned to normal.

In addition, the "blind obedience" and "fanaticism" that come with the Holy Light Force also created exaggerated things like "Holy Light Tyrant Yrel" in the Draenor world of another timeline. They used the Holy Light to "bloodbath" the entire world, and captured all those who disobeyed the Holy Light teachings and forcibly light-forged them.

Plus the more extreme Scarlet Crusade, a group of violent guys
Seriously, what's the difference between this "crusade" behavior and the demons of the Burning Legion?
Dick did choose to walk the path of Holy Light, but that didn't mean he would embark on the path of a "madman". Now that he saw that the voters of Holy Light had shown signs of "fanaticism", he would naturally save as many as he could.

By the way, take this opportunity to brush up on your priest profession level.

Oh, it’s an upgrade, not shabby.

Moreover, the guardian Naruk'ure is a famous "moderate" among the Naaru. In the official history of the Dark Portal, this Naaru with high moral character really gave everything for the fate of the Eredar.

It is credible and respectable.

This is also the reason why Dick dared to make this request to Keure at this time.

Under Dick's gaze, Sister Devinius collapsed to the ground a few seconds later, holding her forehead and screaming in pain. This powerful Chosen One of Holy Light was not afraid of the invasion of pain, but at this moment she was twitching in pain on the ground like a fish out of water, with confusion in her eyes.

It's like a confused baby opening his eyes to see the world for the first time.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid. Take a deep breath. It's normal to feel lost. Recite the teachings of the Holy Light with me, sister."

Dick squeezed Devinius's hand.

He used his identity as a "priest apprentice" to try his best to appease the restless Chosen People of Holy Light, and with his calls, he finally calmed down Devinius.

Her body was in perfect health, but her mind was as if she had been seriously ill.

She held Dick's hand tightly and said in a helpless tone:
"I can't hear the voice of the Holy Light. No. I woke up. My sanity returned. It was like I was dreaming. I was wrapped in golden light and I was lost. I couldn't hear or see, like a puppet. Oh my God!

Oh my god
I woke up."

"It's alright, sisters. His Majesty K'ure isn't manipulating you intentionally. It's simply that the mortal mind can't resist the pull of great power. Just like a walker in the dark is drawn to the light of a torch, and eventually flies into the flame, it's not your fault."

Dick said in a gentle voice, like a qualified pastor:

"Rest, sister. A good night's sleep will be enough. Remember to uphold your moral integrity. That oath not only binds us, but also protects us.

Please be sure to use morality and reason as the guideline, and leave enough space for the soul and faith."

"Thank you, thank you, wise brother Diakham, you saved my soul."

Devinius, the Chosen One of Holy Light, expressed her sincere gratitude to Dick.

She did not fear the Holy Light because of this. The fact that she could become one of the chosen ones proved that her mental strength was unimaginable to ordinary people.

But even so, when she was helped to stand up and looked at the Temple of Kulei, a hint of alienation appeared in her eyes.

This is necessary and should be done!

Dick has always believed that while great things should be revered, one should not blindly follow them at the expense of reason. A truly great person would never want to see such a result. Anything taken to extremes can lead to disaster, even if the intentions are good.

This scene was also seen by Kil'jaeden and Velen on the ruling platform. Kil'jaeden shook his head and silently reached out to pat Velen on the shoulder, suggesting that his brother must take it as a warning. At the same time, he became more and more satisfied with Dick, a "wise believer".

The rosary in Weiren's hand turned a little faster.

This scene had a strong impact on him, forcing him to begin to examine how his newly converted faith should develop.

Dick then entered the Temple of K'ure as if nothing had happened.

He originally thought that the guardian Naaru would definitely want to talk to him about the ownership of the Holy Light and the World Soul, but he didn't expect that the Naaru really just wanted to reward him, a Holy Light Walker, for his contribution to the Eredar civilization.

Keure prepared a gift for Dick.

A complete set of carefully crafted "Lightforged Weapons" was carried out by the priests and placed in front of him.

Looking at the "Tangram" Naaru floating above the altar in front of him, with a huge body made entirely of dazzling crystals and a mysterious geometric shape, emitting an ethereal song as it constantly rotated, Dick felt remorse for his "dark heart" in an instant.

Indeed, the Naaru named K'ure doesn't seem like the kind of guy who would weave conspiracies.

Its soul is quite pure.

He even did something that only a true good guy could do, such as protecting the "alien soul" when he was broken and dying, and indirectly affected the future of another race that was deeply entangled with the Draenei.

Because of the above reasons, Dick stayed in the Temple of K'ure longer than he expected.

In addition to half-kneeling in front of the Naaru's throne and using the Naaru's holy light to complete today's prayers, he also took the time to look at his character card.

Just when I woke up Devinius, a prompt came into view:
[Successfully soothed a lost believer. The priest skill 'Soul Soothing' has been learned! Current skill proficiency is beginner. Please continue practicing to improve the power of the skill.]

[Successfully awakened a lost believer. High-level priest skill 'Spiritual Prayer' has been acquired! Current skill proficiency is at beginner level. Please continue practicing to increase the power of the skill.]

"The Priest's class column is granted by the 'Art of War' talent, so it doesn't have the exaggerated 'class skill imprint' effect like the Veil of the Other Shore. I still have to explore and practice this class on my own.

Speaking of which, even the skill imprint only gave me a set of basic Paladin skills. I still had to figure out advanced skills like 'King's Guardian', 'Flying Shield of Justice', and 'Spring Brother of Faith' on my own."

Dick prayed and sighed in his heart:
"I'm going to be busy from now on, but it's okay. Learning and practicing skills is the only way to feel like you're growing. Well, this is what a development game should be like."

"Holy Light! Blessed by the Naaru!"

Just as Dick was thinking, noisy sounds came from all around.

He looked up in surprise and saw a ray of light floating down from Naruk Ulei, who was spinning gently in front of him, and turned into a bright feather of light and landed on his forehead.

At the moment of contact, the "Seal of the Holy Light Walker" on his forehead shone brightly.

At the same moment, a hint flashed before my eyes:
[External power access! The power path is determined to be: Holy Light Force, and the access mode is: Blessing!
This power is judged harmless.

In order to reward your dedication to the Path of Holy Light, Naruk'ure has bestowed upon you his own Holy Light power. Your 'Seal of the Light Walker' has been replaced with the 'Seal of Naaru's Blessing'.

Gain individual permanent status [Kure's Holy Hymn]

Status Effects:
The upper limit of the individual's radiant energy pool is slightly increased (10% of the total); the radiant damage caused by Holy Light combat skills is slightly increased; and the affinity of Holy Light Force is slightly increased.

Occupational Effects:

The Guardian Naaru taught you a series of priest professional skills:
The priest skill [Power Word: Shield] has been learned.

The priest skill [Power Word: Fortitude] has been learned.

The priest skill [Power Word: Glory] has been learned.

The priest skill [Power Word: Life] has been learned.

The priest skill [Power Word: Barrier] has been learned.

The priest skill [Inner Fire] has been learned.

The priest skill [Healing Prayer] has been learned.

High-level priest skill [Fountain of Light] has been learned.

High-level priest skill [Holy Aura] has been learned.

High-level priest skill [Holy Hymn] has been learned.

Additional Effect:

The special language [Naaru] has been learned, and the character card language library has been updated.

As the blessing took effect, Dick's mind was suddenly filled with a large number of power skills of the priest profession, and as if he had mastered a "foreign language", he easily understood the spiritual communication contained in Naaru's ethereal singing.

A gentle and deep male voice sounded in his mind:

"Hand of fate born in the age of approaching darkness, the Holy Light watches over you. Please continue on your path. If you need help, Lula and I will do our utmost."

"Thank you for your blessing, honorable Guardian Naaru."

Dick seemed to have made up his mind at this moment. He replied:

"I should be humble, but as you said, the Age of Darkness is coming, so please be prepared. Perhaps soon, we will truly need help from the Holy Light.

Yes, it will be a miracle in a desperate situation, a miracle that belongs only to the Holy Light!"

----

"Hey, why is your head so pointy as a garrison officer?"

This was the first thing his brat Marlade said to Dick when he saw him when he returned to Oronaar City and went to Malderan's house for dinner that night.

This "Argus version of promises and words" almost broke Dick's defense.

He came with gifts and immediately glared at the little guy who spoke without thinking. When he was about to say "Then let me ask you", Madeleine who heard the noise hurried out.

The embarrassed old garrison officer grabbed his boy and smacked him on the buttocks, then he apologized awkwardly:
"Don't worry, Dick. Kids your age always have some weird ideas. But you do have some..."

"It's because of the Holy Seal."

Dick, with a stern face, pointed to the "Naaru Blessing Seal" on his forehead that danced like a golden flame, and explained to Malderan:

"His Majesty K'ure rewarded me for my contribution. Perhaps it was because the Grand Archon did not give me a reward that matched my merits. In short, that Naaru was a kind person, and he compensated me with his blessings.

But the problem is that this thing is different from the Holy Light Seal of other garrisons.

It is alive.

When I'm not fighting, it just stays lit calmly, even obscuring all fluctuations of my holy energy, making me look like an ordinary warrior. Naturally, children will mistakenly think that this light spot is part of my forehead, which makes my head look pointy."

"The blessing of the Naaru? Well, this is the highest honor for us believers of the Holy Light."

Malderan laughed and took the fruits and vegetables Dick had bought along the way. He invited Dick into his home. Why else would they say that the old Mac'Aree people were so well-hidden in the Eredar banner's Old Money?
The house where the garrison commander of Malderan lived alone could be called a small manor.

But in the land-scarce city of Oronaar, which is not a remote place like Krokuun, this house alone proves the old garrison commander's hidden power.

His wife was a gentle beauty, both by Eredar and human standards, and it was obvious that she came from a prominent family.

But there was something guilty about Madeleine's smile tonight.

He knew that part of the series of awards he had received should have belonged to Dick, but Dick's identity was tainted.
"Don't worry! I'm not a vain person, Mardellan, and I'm not suitable to be a general. In fact, I also have a mission to carry out.

After this meal tonight, we will rest for the night and set off tomorrow."

While waiting for the servants to serve the food, Dick said to his friend sincerely:

"I can't tell you the content of the mission, but I advise you to hurry up and train your troops after arriving at the Antoran Plains. This storm isn't over yet."

Hearing Dick's instructions, the old garrison commander nodded seriously.

However, tonight was a family dinner, and the atmosphere was obviously not suitable for discussing such serious matters, so Dick soon became familiar with Maldelain's children.

Maraad, who was the same age, was undoubtedly an energetic bad boy. After receiving a dagger from the Glorious Arms from Dick, he rushed into the garden yelling and began to "slaughter" those poor and expensive flowers. As a result, he was dragged back to the living room by his angry mother by the ear.

Compared to the energetic Maraad, his sister Lelan is much quieter.

The little girl sat beside her father, listening to "Uncle Diakum" whistling in a very talkative manner, especially the story of how he hunted the evil shadow leopard that ate the herders' Talbuk sheep in the petrified forest of Krokuun when he was young. The little girl clenched her fists and listened attentively.

Dick felt very fond of the little girl with big eyes.

Perhaps it was because he knew what kind of dark fate this lovely girl would encounter in another history.

Maraad was quickly drawn into the story, and sat beside them, clutching the gleaming light-forged dagger, imagining himself as a frontier hero who could fight violence and protect the good.

"I want to be a garrison officer as powerful as you in the future!"

After Dick finished his story, Maraad clenched his fists and shouted:

"Father said you are the most outstanding vindicator he has ever seen. You will surely become our hero in the future! A hero who will go down in history like Commander Kil'jaeden."

"However, the thing I was most proud of in my youth was not becoming a high-ranking garrison officer, child."

Dick stroked Maraad's head and whispered:
"What I'm most proud of is that when the Shadow Leopard rushed into my orphanage, I bravely stood up to protect my 'family'. Although I have gone my separate ways with them now, and we may not have any more interactions in the future.

But I still think that night was my strongest moment.

You may not become an outstanding garrison leader, but you must protect your family, especially your sister. Little Lelan relies on you, and you must give her enough peace of mind in return.

promise me!
You must be my sister's protector and don't let down the sword I gave you, okay?"

He childishly raised his pinky finger towards Maraad.

Amid the laughter of Malderan, his wife, and Leland, little Marlade pursed his lips, as serious as if he had determined his own holy light morality, and stretched out his hand to hook his little finger with Dick's.

Well, the contract is concluded!

May the Holy Light bless these two children so that they will not have to experience the pain and despair of separation from their loved ones again in ten thousand years.
Dick looked at the two children, then at the happy family in front of him. At that moment, he suddenly had a deeper understanding of the morality of his "hand of fate".

Why should I rely on fate to prevent such tragedy from happening again? Wasn't it to prevent this that I came here?

Isn’t this his moral duty and his oath?
Well, Dick decided to regard this sudden enlightenment as the enlightenment of the Holy Light, just like other Holy Light Walkers. The depression that had appeared before because of Sachir's revelation of despair was swept away at this moment!

Yes, fate did give him a big fight, but the fight is not over yet.

He will continue to try to strangle fate by the throat, and then find the right opportunity to hit it in the face. Wait, I, the "Holy Spear", will never allow Argus's dark future to repeat itself! I, the butterfly, will truly begin to flap my wings.

Ps:
Thanks to brother "Nan Zhi Yan Feng" for the reward. The additional chapters will be counted after the book is put on the shelves. Thank you for your kindness.

In addition, there was an error in the description of the number of tentacles of Egg and Ak yesterday. Well, brothers guessed it right, I am also a victim of fake pictures on the Internet. I will have time to correct it in the next few days. Thank you for the correction!
(End of this chapter)