Having just experienced a crushing defeat, the Holy Light Legion is on high alert.

They knew very well that they were a thorn in the Burning Legion's side and did not relax their guard even while resting.

Andrea's aggressive behavior made the group of frightened birds unable to help but launch an attack, but beyond their expectations, this seemingly inconspicuous big bird was extremely flexible, and the powerful main gun could not hit him at all.

Andrea relaxed his control over one of the technicians, who had lost his restraint and sat on the ground with weak legs.

After a while, he stood up with his legs trembling. Judging from the terrifying aura emitted from the opponent's body, the "enemy" who broke into the warship was obviously not the enemy of those who were non-combat members.

Watching the stumbled Draenei technician run to the upper level, Andrea put his daughter down, and the two sat down on a row of unknown pipes.

A few minutes later, a soft and singing female voice suddenly appeared in the minds of both of them.

"Please forgive our misconduct when guests from Azeroth come from afar. Please forgive us for your misconduct. Please follow Tramon to the bridge for a remarkable remark."

While this unknown sound sounded, a Draenei man who covered his lower half of his face with a face towel came from the upper floor of the spacecraft.

The Delaney man looks different from the Delaney Andrea has seen before.

In the Draenei culture, the Naru mark floating in front of the forehead represents Naru's blessing.

As far as Andrea knows, except for Viron, ordinary Delaney people do not have the mark of Naru.

But there was a golden Naru mark floating in front of the forehead of the Delaney man who could not see his face, and his eyes were very strange, pure gold.

This gold color is completely different from Andrea's golden eyes.

Andrea's pupils were just gold-colored, and she could still see a very clear pupil outline.

But the entire pair of eyes of this Delaney man was filled with golden holy light, and there was no trace of his pupils at all.

The strange Delaney man, carrying a Delaney-style giant sword, politely saluted Andrea and Aurora. "Dignity guest, I am Tramon, the swordsman of the Saint Light Legion. The Mother of the Holy Light sent me to guide the two of you."

The Delaney man used a very bad Titan language. Alora almost couldn't help laughing out loud on the spot. She finally stopped her smile by pinching her hands.

Andrea was much calmer in comparison. He said hello to the other party in fluent Delaney, "Achal   hecta, please trouble Mr. Tramon."

"Forehead……"

Tramon's eyes twitched clearly. Although he could not see the expression under his mask, he could imagine how embarrassing the swordsman was.

...

There were golden holy lights flashing everywhere inside Zenidal, and the entire spacecraft was bathed in the light.

While following Tramon to the bridge, Andrea saw many Draenei people with similar characteristics as Tramon.

The golden eyes of holy light were suspended in front of the forehead, and some Delaney people's hair even shone with a faint golden light, and the whole person was like a holy light.

Because they had just experienced a defeat, these Delaneys were bandaged to varying degrees, but their spirits were still full, looking at Andrea and Olola passing by with a scrutiny.

‘These are the rumored light casting Delaney?’

Light-cast Delaney is a powerful warrior unique to the Saint Light Legion. Through a very rigorous ceremony, Zera allowed the Dlaney people who participated in the trial to face the most vulnerable part of their hearts, overcome it, and gain a pure heart that yearns for the Holy Light.

The light casting of the Delaney people are no longer considered mortals in terms of physiological structure.

Their bodies are filled with powerful power of holy light. This method makes them live longer than ordinary Delaney people and have much higher combat power. They are special individuals specially transformed for combat.

The chance of success of the light casting ceremony is very low. Many people who participate in the trial will die in the ceremony. Only the real elite can pass all the tests smoothly.

‘I remember, Tulayang seemed to be in the Holy Light Legion too? Why didn’t Zera let him meet us?’

With doubt in mind, Andrea and Olola followed Tramon to the bridge where Zela was.

Zera, known as the Mother of the Holy Light, was the first Naru born during the sequencing period of the universe and had a high status among Naru.

Andrea could feel that her power was much stronger than ordinary Naru, and even the strongest Naru Adal he had ever seen was much worse than Zera.

Zera was suspended in a platform specially prepared for her, and the dazzling holy light she had radiated directly into the top of the spacecraft.

Through Zenidar, a specially designed spacecraft, Zenidar naturally emits energy not as wasteful as Adar, but instead transforms into energy that supplies Zenidar through internal circulation.

"Welcome to you, distinguished guests from Azeroth."

Zera's soft voice sounded again, "I am Zera, the founder of the Legion of the Holy Light."

"Strict gods, please forgive us for the rude behavior of our reckless attacks."

Tramon, who was standing beside Zera, was obviously stunned for a moment, "God?"

"Cough~"

Another woman standing beside Zella, Guangzhu Delaney coughed lightly, glared at Tramont fiercely, and warned him not to interrupt Zella's communication with her distinguished guests.

Andrea smiled and stroked his chest and saluted, "Hello, Mother of the Holy Light, I am Andrea Yueying, this is my daughter Olola."

I don’t know if it was because I was facing a god, but Zera did not show the toughness and arrogance in Andrea’s impression, and communicated with Andrea very politely.

The battle situation on the front line was urgent, and Andrea did not intend to chat with Zera too much. After a routine greeting, he quickly turned the topic to the main topic.

"Zera, I took the liberty to come this time to unite with the Holy Light Legion and fight against the Burning Legion."

Andrea said solemnly, "I think you should have noticed that the army of Azeroth is in fierce battle with the Burning Legion in the Antolan wasteland."

"The defense of Antolan wasteland is very tight, and it is difficult for us to tear open the gap to the Burning Throne in a short time. The defensive barrier arranged by Sargeras also blocked the assault plan of me and another true god."

"If you continue to stalemate like this, the Burning Legion's return-to-supporting army will sooner or later drag our army down."

"I wonder if there is a way for us to bypass the heavily defended front and directly attack Antorus in the intelligence mastered by the Holy Light."

Zera's body was spinning in the air, as if thinking about how to answer Andrea's question.

"Sadly, although the Holy Light Legion has fought with the Burning Legion for many years, our strength is not enough to hit the Antolan wasteland. We don't know much more about this land than you."

When Andrea showed disappointment, Zera changed the subject, "But we do have some research on Sargeras' defensive barrier."

"Sargeras is unmatched in controlling absolute power, but he is used to fighting styles of exerting power through a big opening and closing, and his exquisite use of power is a bit rough."

"This defensive barrier was not designed by him himself, but came from the fraudster Kiljadan, who was just infusing his strength according to the blueprint drawn by Kiljadan."

"oh?"

Andrea's eyes flashed with a gleam, "In other words, Kiljadan knows all aspects of the defense barrier?"
Chapter completed!