For a group of devout and fanatical believers, nothing can make them feel more excited, excited and satisfied than witnessing the arrival of gods and listening to their teachings.
Even if this god brings extremely bad news.
However, Lanni and other higher-level priests did not announce the arrival of Zuo Si to the outside world. They only raised the status of the young man he possessed and informed all believers that he was God's chosen person and represented God's will.
Although other pastors and believers did not know exactly what happened, they did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, they were all very happy.
After all, the so-called Church of the God of Contract has only been established recently.
And the reason why most people are willing to join is out of gratitude for the life-saving grace, or to take revenge on the cursed sect and the undead creatures they control. Their thoughts and ideas are relatively simple, and they don't have too many intrigues or fights for power.
But it’s hard to say what it will look like as it continues to grow and develop in the future.
We must know that in the face of huge interests and power, it is difficult for ordinary people to maintain their true intentions and not be tempted for a long time.
Of course, in Zuo Si's eyes, it doesn't matter what the church eventually becomes.
Anyway, this is just a tool for him to enter Azeroth. If it rots and deteriorates, just throw it away.
Although those people can compare with the Stanthor Royal Guards, their combat effectiveness is quite ordinary given the blessing of religious fanaticism.
Only such weak and sincere feelings can make someone like you, who is arrogant at heart, take the initiative to put on your body to cater to the other person.
I never realized that from the moment I made my choice when faced with the typical tram problem, I had not fallen out of the trap set by the Dreadlord.
Jaina let out a long breath, sat next to her and watched the master and apprentice pair get back together, and dozed off under a nearby stone with a tired look on her face.
Zuo Si, who was born as a civilian and had never seen such a scene, stopped swallowing to relieve the relief in his heart.
That point ignited the fire of hope in Alsace's originally despairing heart. He turned around and asked, "Why didn't they leave? An order like that to massacre the city should be in line with their beliefs."
After the arrival of the true body, it was a conscious choice to collide head-on with those guardian dragons who controlled the power of time.
The fear lord Uthernis made full use of the personality, responsibility, anger and hatred in human nature, and forced Prince Stanthor to arrange a bad fate for him little by little.
Just when several people were frightened by the new weapons of the undead army, the casters had not yet floated with magic. They followed the direction of the lookout hand and saw a row of retreating meat grinding carts, which were densely filled with meat.
A bloody corpse.
But Alsace laughed warmly and retorted: "Ah, he just reminded you and you forgot about it. Save yourself the pointless posturing, you don't have more important things to do. Listen.
, Dalaran, now let you tell him the specific situation about the Curse Cult and the Undead Scourge."
Because so far, the performance of the church established by Ye Yan's deception has been too perfect.
After all, that temporary container is like my own body, and I have to use it carefully. However, a serious injury will not lead to being played well in a few minutes.
In the end, Arath, who had not lost his mind during the quarrel, declared Dalaran treason, which directly led to the betrayal of his family.
As the team sets off again, Alsace is getting closer and closer to the crossroads that determines his destiny - Stratholme.
He cast a spell and ordered the people of the church to leave part of it to harvest the farmland owned by the owner to store food in preparation for the upcoming trip south by boat.
And when the Lich had time to react, a super fireball with a radius of two meters was directly thrown out.
The death energy supporting that behemoth was completely taken away and injected into the Lich's damaged body, repairing the damaged parts and returning to the original state just two seconds ago.
As a low-level mage who came out of Lordaeron, the Lich could obviously feel the power of spells from the magic fluctuations, and immediately wanted to interrupt the opponent's Lanni.
Especially this kind of ring of fire, which looks very similar to the lava armor, but is much less powerful.
Yes, he can.
But when you finished speaking, Alas interrupted patiently: "There's not much time left!
We are fools. Of course, we know that the defense line will definitely be breached, so we are the only ones waiting for ourselves and our families to play.
Because of the undead natural disasters and plagues, many villages suffered heavy casualties, and only half or more of the lucky ones got treatment and survived.
If all of them were transformed into zombies and ghouls, a hasty retreat would inevitably result in the entire army being annihilated, leaving no room for negotiation.
Such a terrifying spell effect not only caused the survivors of one's own calamity to burst into thundering cheers before a brief silence, but also caused a lag in the retreat of the overwhelming undead.
The answer is very complex.
After saying that, Shifa put one hand on his chest and bowed to the prince who had not been completely swallowed up by the white darkness.
Obviously I am not disgusted with the prince's current attitude, nor his eyes that reveal madness.
Once the transformation is complete, the entire city will turn into a purgatory.
"It takes time to use magic to create an antidote! But you guys don't have time!"
"Just hit it with rocks!"
"What does he want to do?"
Since I was suddenly attacked by villagers who turned into undead when I retreated to villages and towns, I had to be more cautious.
Obviously his actions can save fewer people, but can the kingdom that has fallen into turmoil and chaos return to intensity?
Last second...
Dalaran is not a choice at all.
You must know that those things are worth a fortune in Lordaeron.
"Hug... I'm sorry, Your Majesty. You have too many people. If you can save all the residents of Azerram, you can even save half or one-eighth."
Just when everyone thought that without such a protective god, even if there were not many undead, it would be possible to attack and retreat, what was bone-chilling was that a sudden and without warning erupted centered around the spell.
I myself got on my horse immediately and walked towards the prince who looked so hot.
It is even more so because he has a strong sense of responsibility and mission in his heart, thinking that the king and the crown prince are inherently not obligated to protect their people from being harmed by internal enemies.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Since a small number of soldiers had not been led back into the city by Alsace, the church could only bite the bullet and let the militia resist first, relying on the defenses built later to block the attack.
You stayed here not to participate in the massacre of the city, but to save the lives of as few Azeram residents as possible.
But very slowly, I discovered that no one from the casting church actually left, but in one case, someone chose to stay.
The Lich instantly hung up a protective flame barrier on himself, and at the same time tried to avoid possible damage and impact by moving his body to the side.
Is he sure?
But the question is, does anyone have the right to make choices for the residents of the city.
At most, it is a hundred times weaker than these guys who always want to conceal, lie and shirk responsibility as soon as something happens.
My hanging heart was finally relieved, and I even had the illusion that I had finally been saved.
Can you guarantee that everyone will accept the result?
Staring at the retreating figures of hundreds of people, Alsace felt as if his heart was pierced by a sharp sword, filled with joy and despair.
As for the residents of Ye Yanrongmu who were about to be slaughtered, they were only necessary sacrifices made out of necessity.
Jaina solemnly made her promise.
He even tolerated the former's rude actions when angry and a small amount of extreme remarks.
Some villages were so completely dead that not a single living person could be seen.
Pyro...Pyroblast?!
Alsace greeted with a hint of emotion.
"Yes, it is a need.
Jaina first tried to get her prince to give up his crazy idea of ​​massacre.
"First the Holy Light Magic! Then the Fire Magic? Who is he?"
Almost at the same time, I also started a bloody and cruel competition with the fear lord Uthernis.
You are too late!
Anyone who has asked knows that in the entire Stanthor Kingdom, the only one with such a well-equipped and poorly trained cavalry is the famous Knights of the Silver Hand.
In just two seconds, I completed the fire magic that took others no more than seven seconds to complete.
In fact, a young man in modern society must have delayed knowing the plot, and he would probably make the same choice as Alsace in making a business trip.
Has he forgotten what happened in Hearthglen?
It's a miracle that comes from the sky, and the result will be catastrophic."
To be continued...