Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

On the planet Azeroth, at the northernmost tip of the Eastern Kingdoms continent, there is a very famous large sacred monastery in Lordaeron.

In normal times, hundreds of Holy Light priests, thousands of Paladins who come to receive Holy Power enlightenment, and countless Holy Light believers who believe in the three virtues of perseverance, respect, and compassion are here.

A huge monastery chants hymns praising the sacred, allowing the endless primitive holy light in the void to be attracted by this gathering of pious thoughts, soothing their hearts and strengthening their will. Here is the primitive holy light

It is a holy place for priests, a hall of enlightenment for emerging paladins, and also the permanent residence of Archbishop Alonsos Faol, a great figure in the alliance countries.

But today, the solemn hymns and hymns of this huge monastery in the past have disappeared.

There was a drizzle of rain falling in the sky, shrouding this huge and sacred building in an extremely sad mood.

"The original holy light will bless you in your eternal sleep."

"Lord Alonsus, please don't leave us!"

"Archbishop, please answer my call!"

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The extremely dense primitive holy light rose from the bodies of every priest and paladin who were praying silently, and spread to the outside world.

Anduin Lothar, Terenas Menethil, Kael'thas... A series of high-level officials from various alliance forces, regardless of the busy political affairs of their respective countries, risked their lives through the teleportation array.

Rain comes here.

Uther Lightbringer, Tirion Fordring, Saidan Dathrohan, Turalyon, and Gavinrad Doom defeated the prestigious Alliance Paladins in the Battle of Lordaeron. Silver

The leaders of the Knights of the Hand knelt on the ground. On the bed in front of them, there lay an old man with a satisfied smile, crying softly in grief.

"He guides the will of all living beings to return to peace."

"He brought the virtue of holy light to the world."

"He destroyed the evil magic of the tribal invaders."

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Wearing a simple white priest's robe, the new Holy Light Archbishop Benedictus, surrounded by holy white light, held a thick book of meritorious prayers in his hands and said in a heavy tone.

"He is the nemesis of the dark power and the mentor of the human holy knight."

"He is our most kind and respected elder."

"Holy light, be with you."

"May it bless you with a peaceful sleep!"

The new archbishop's voice ended, and he placed the prayer of merit in his hand on the old man's chest.

The waiter next to him carefully placed the old man's body into the coffin next to the bed.

All the priests and guests present whispered in unison.

"May the Holy Light bless you with a peaceful sleep!"

Yes, this elder who passed away peacefully was none other than Alonsos Faol, the master of the original Holy Light teachings in human history.

In the war with the orcs of the tribe, he single-handedly suppressed the entire undead army of the tribe at that time. He is the most powerful representative of the holy power in the alliance.

Before this, no one thought that this great holy priest would suddenly leave them.

But the sad thing happened after all.

Just like in the original history, today, on March 30, the 5th year of the Holy Light Cross Calendar, this respectable original Holy Light Teacher, the respectable old man, passed away suddenly...

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Holy Arathor Empire, Western Province, top of the Holy Cathedral of Yahweh in the city of Mercia.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

The bell heralded the end of a great man, and then the bell rang.

As the only gold-level Holy Light user on the continent, St. Paul, who was wearing the robe of the Holy Cross Pope, sensed the passing of Alonsos Faol at the first moment.

Although they have different beliefs, Alonsos Faol's achievements in resisting the invasion of the tribe and destroying the death knights are recognized and praised by every priest in the Holy Light Cross, and the Pope is no exception.

He stood alone in front of the newly erected holy cross in the prayer room, praying softly.

"Paul, the soul of Alonsus Faol, has returned to the original Holy Light."

Suddenly, the void behind him kept twisting, and a figure shrouded in the dim purple-gold holy light of judgment appeared, standing behind Pope Paul, speaking in a low voice.

"There is no need to feel sad. He is different from our servants of the holy Yahweh after all."

The three saints, Paul, John, and James, who were adopted by the Messiah and grew up together since childhood, have a very deep friendship with each other. When there are no outsiders, they do not call each other with honorifics.

As Jacob, the Lord of the Judgment Temple, said, unlike the priests of Yahweh, the essence of the original Holy Light is after all one of the most fundamental rules of power in this world, and has not been transformed by the future Holy Light Tangram (Naru).

The former Primordial Holy Light will have huge hidden dangers after advancing to the Golden Legend level.

It is simply impossible for mortal will to resist the incomparably great primitive holy power, and will be quickly assimilated by it in the passage of time, just like Alonsos Faol who just passed away, even if his body is in the primitive holy light.

Under the illumination, he is still as healthy as a young man, but his soul has been completely assimilated into a willless spirit of holy light, returning to the primordial light of holy light that is everywhere in the world.

After praying, St. Paul turned around and looked at his childhood friend.

"I just feel a little pity for a colleague who can help us resist the invasion of darkness in the future."

In fact, he was not too sad, just a little regretful.

"It's just a pointless departure."

"If he can convert to our Lord Yahweh, then..."

It is not that Pope Paul and the master of the original Holy Light have never met in person, but because of the subtle political opposition between the Alliance and the Empire, their previous gathering did not last long, leaving him no chance to use the Holy Crown of the Rose of Glory.

The divine power in the book gave the old man Yahweh the enlightenment and allowed him to remain under the true God.

"Jacob, my thinking is a bit conservative, hey!"

His Majesty the Pope has some regrets. If he had been tougher and retained Alonsus to continue discussions with him, then there would definitely be an opportunity to draw him into his own camp.

The negligence at that time is indeed an imperfect regret.

"By the way, your men found signs of the second Dark Tide invasion in Lordaeron, any information about the undead plague?"

Holding tightly to the lap of the true God Yahweh, the father of the Messiah, the senior leaders of the Holy Light Cross Church headed by Pope St. Paul now have a feeling that everyone is drunk and I am alone.

Combining the revelations left by the Messiah before he ascended to the kingdom of heaven, and when they prayed, they used the power of the Messiah to truly upgrade to the second-level upper-level true god level, and the future of Azeroth was ascertained in the long river of time.

The clip made them all clear that the dark force headed by evil would invade their world again and again. The orc invasion of the Dark Portal was just a prelude to many catastrophes in the future!

"I'm sorry, Paul, the Judgment Temple has used its greatest strength."

When he got down to business, Jacob's face became serious, like a pope giving a report.

"But the Alliance's MI7 always thinks that our Judgment Temple has some bad intentions towards them. They combine the official forces of the Alliance to interfere with our exploration mission."

"This allows us to discover no information about the undead plague."

"I understand, Jacob, you don't have to worry."

Pope Paul, who had expected all this, was not disappointed, but still solemnly warned.

"The church has sent strong men to reinforce the alliance's military operations in the Grim Batol region."

"His Majesty the Imperial Emperor has also approved the alliance's application for assistance, and will use a large amount of official marine ranch food to support the alliance countries."

"In the future, the intelligence agencies of all alliance countries will fully assist you in your investigation."

"I hope you don't relax."

"after all."

The voice of Pope St. Paul echoed in the chapel, solemn and solemn.

"This is about the safety of our world!"

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