The Death Knell

Yrel actually became stronger just by relying on faith and anger. Not only did he change his profession from a priest to a paladin, but he also mastered the skill of Hammer of Wrath. This was probably a talent.

You must know that the pioneers of the Paladins in Azeroth were transferred from warriors under the guidance of Archbishop Fao. Most people simply do not have this opportunity.

The holy light inspired by one's own heart should be silver-white, otherwise the Holy Knights of the Alliance wouldn't be called the 'Silver Hand', but the Golden Hand.

Creatures like the Naaru look like pieces of glowing jigsaw puzzles, floating upright in the air. Yrel's little hammer is probably not going to kill Ner'zhul, as Su Ming estimates. After all, warlocks are notoriously thick-skinned. It has more HP and higher defense, and is known as a cloth-armored tank.

But her sudden attack had some effect on Naaru, who had extremely poor defense capabilities. The hammer flew over in a swirling circle, shattering a piece of the puzzle on Adal's body.

"Crack!"

There was a sound like glass being shattered, and the singing stopped. The shattered luminous jigsaw puzzle fell to the ground and turned into dots of golden light, slowly drifting into the air above.

"Yrel! What are you doing?! Apologize to Naaru." Velen was shocked, and his white beard was almost torn off by him, and he jumped out from a group of floating jigsaw puzzles and stood in front of them.

Because his student seemed to be crazy. Not only did he attack Naaru, he even threw the shield after throwing the weapon. The shield glowed white.

"Teacher, the Naaru are not our savior! They are not the spokesperson of the Holy Light!"

In an extremely angry situation, Yrel inspired her own holy light, and because she felt this different light from the past, she completely believed what Deathstroke said.

The Naaru are just one of countless products of Holy Light. Just like the mana crystals created by mages using arcane magic cannot represent arcane magic, they cannot represent Holy Light, at least they don't agree with it.

"No, the Naaru are the hope for us Draenei to return to Argus. You can't disrespect them!" Velen held up his Power Word Shield and stood firmly in front of the Naaru, but he still loved Yi Rui. You did not forget to defend her: "Great Naaru, messengers of light, my student must have been bewitched by the devil, but I can definitely cure her, please calm down."

"Dingling bells..." The Holy Light Tangrams made a sound like wind chimes.

"I was not bewitched by the devil, and I even woke up from the bewitchment of the Naaru!" Yrel raised his little fist, and the silver holy light shone, even matching the golden light of the Naaru: " We are not draenei. That is the name given to the exiles by the naaru. They want us to forget everything about Argus, just like me in the past... Wake up, teacher! We are Ari Da!"

Viren was silent, he was frozen in place, at a loss.

In the past days, my student could not say these words at all. She even liked to cry and refused to pay back money she owed others. She was just an ordinary little girl.

But now, not only did she have her own beliefs, but she also held high another kind of white holy light that she had never seen before, standing in front of herself and the Naaru.

She seemed to have grown a lot suddenly. Was it caused by the upright creatures behind her? It doesn't look like a demon...

But why can only darkness be seen from the man in black and yellow armor? He does not exist in the prophecy. Is he a creature from outside the void?

"Jingle Bell......"

The Naaru sang again, and the songs were full of sadness, as if they were trying to justify themselves.

If there were only two prophets and disciples here, maybe the Naaru would have a chance to make a comeback, but Deathstroke wasn't just here to watch, he was here to kill people.

"Hermione, please ask Prophet Velen to sit aside, and I will take care of these cosmic liars." The Supreme Mage ordered in English, and at the same time took off the cloak behind him with his backhand.

The witch understood. Whether they were liars or not was another matter. Anyway, the professor wanted them to die.

He took out the magic wand from his arms and waved it at the old man: "Petrify them all!"

Velen is wearing a Power Word Shield. This shield that can resist damaging magic is the priest's specialty, but it also has a weakness, that is, it cannot block transformation spells such as Sheep Transformation.

Hermione's petrification spell was not part of this world's system. It didn't even have visible rays. Viren was completely unable to move in an instant, and only his eyes could move, showing a frightened expression.

"The prophet Velen is coming!"

Compared with the mages of Azeroth, Hermione's spellcasting speed was not too fast. Another magic was thrown out, and Velen, who stood there like a wooden stake, flew over in front of the Naaru.

Miss Granger dodged sideways, revealing Khadgar behind her. The middle-aged mage, who was carrying a big sword and whose reaction speed was no less than that of a professional warrior, subconsciously reached out to catch the prophet, holding the prophet in his arms like a princess. middle.

Viren's glowing old eyes looked at Khadgar, and the latter also looked down at the prophet's wrinkled old face. In the process of removing the impact, the two slowly rotated on the spot, their robes flying.

"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel so cold."

Jaina whispered to the teacher and touched her arm. As a frost mage, she is obviously very cold-resistant.

Su Ming shook his head speechlessly, and walked towards Narumen with a big sword in his hand: "Hermione was in a country where it was very popular to pair two men together. This is her bad taste."

"Haha, I don't know who insisted on bringing Harry and Malfoy together. I'm just an imitator." Hermione gently raised her little hand to cover her mouth. British ladies all smile like this, with eyes like Narrowed like a crescent moon.

When she said this, some unexpected information popped up in Su Ming's mind, because from his understanding of "World of Warcraft" in his previous life, Khadgar seemed to have always been single. Could it be... .

No, we can't let him enter the forbidden garden! It must be brought back to him!

I have decided to get Khadgar a female dragon that can change her appearance at will when we return. Let’s choose one from the Blue Dragon Legion.

Thinking about miscellaneous things in his mind, Su Ming did not delay his actions. He raised his head and looked at the floating Naru. The largest jigsaw puzzle set among them was Adal.

The cloak floats beside the Supreme Mage, and the collar folds and folds, as if wiping saliva.

"Naaru who deceive the world and steal your reputation, do you have any last words? The death set meal you ordered is here." The big sword was raised, and the silver starlight flowed to the blade, blooming no less than Yrel's hand of light.

"Ding dong, ding dong..." Adal made a sound like a wind chime, and the golden holy light on its body caused ripples in the air like water waves. It may be some kind of calming method that can calm people.

However, psychic abilities were ineffective against Deathstroke. He just let Strangler tear apart his flesh and blood, revealing his skeleton made of X metal, and snapped his fingers with one hand.

The resonance of metal sounded, scattering the opponent's holy light music to pieces.

"It seems that your last words are 'I love singing', I understand." Su Ming slowly rose up, holding the giant sword with both hands: "But it's too late, there is no future if you can only sing but not dance. Die!"

In an instant, the giant sword slashed down, and the 'Heart of Holy Light' on the jigsaw puzzle in front of him was cut in half.