Since the high elves brought magical knowledge to the humans of Arathor thousands of years ago, these motivated students have begun to invest in its research and improvement with great enthusiasm. Mage towers and arcane academies have risen from the ground, becoming

The most common sight in the Arathor Empire. Today, thousands of years later, the attraction of magic to humans has not diminished at all. No one is not proud to be a mage.

After the Arathor Empire split, Dalaran, the smallest city-state among them, was composed of pure mages. Although the number of these spellcasters is not rare, their status in various countries is still transcendent - after all, among dwarfs and goblins,

Before we brought so-called technology, magic provided great convenience to people's lives.

The Arcane Academy built in Stormwind City is the most authoritative institution in the Southern Kingdom. It has long been considered the best magic school besides Dalaran, although it was burned down by the flames of war in the first war.

, but the rebuilt academy was even more grand than before, attracting a large number of mages who fled due to the fall of Dalaran.

How many people like it, and naturally how many people hate it. As early as when he was a Crusader, Regan had no good impression of these arrogant spell casters. Although their strength was unquestionable, they always acted like they were the only ones, which was extremely frustrating.

He was unhappy, so he didn't hang around the mage area much, and went straight to the Crystal Heart Spire.

It was already around eight o'clock in the evening, and most of the people in the city had lit up lighting fixtures. The rich naturally used expensive magic lamps, while the common people could only take a back seat and start their night life under the candlelight.

The entire Stormwind City was decorated with incomparably bright lights. The six city districts were well-proportioned and as beautiful as works of art studded with diamonds. Regan, who was standing on the top of the tower, couldn't help but be dazzled.

No wonder the mages’ residences are all built like the Tower of Babel. Sure enough, you can only enjoy the view if you stand high. Regan sighed and thought, when he gets rich, he will also build a knight tower to play with.

After looking at the scenery for a while, the hands of the clock tower had moved to a quarter past nine, but Gianna still didn't appear. Regan felt boredly in his pocket, trying to find something to pass the time.

He took out the martial arts classics found in Stromgarde. Thinking that he had nothing to do, he opened them for fun.

Through the faint light of the crystal on the top of the tower, the incomprehensible pictures in the book are clearly visible. The models in the pictures are not the pandas in Regan's imagination, but humanoid creatures with protruding fangs. From the wide

From the looks of his shoulders, back and limbs, it should be that the orcs undoubtedly wanted to come to Chen. Stormstout helped Thrall fight in Kalimdor. After establishing Orgrimmar, he traveled around Azeroth incognito. This book probably

He created it in order to allow the orcs to learn "martial arts", and then it fell into the hands of the ogres for unknown reasons.

It's a pity that the ogre leader was shattered to pieces by one of his attacks and died without leaving any words. Otherwise, I believe that I can roughly understand the ancient secrets above... Regen laughed at himself and flipped it again.

After a few pages, I was suddenly attracted by one of the pictures.

Different from the other pictures, there is no weird orc model in this picture, but only a human meditating under an object similar to a light beam. Regan wiped his eyes and made sure he saw it correctly. It was a human. Chen's painting skills are very exquisite.

, two strokes sketched out the state of this person on the paper - it is not difficult to guess that this should be a clergyman bathed in the holy light.

But on the faces of the lifelike characters, Regen did not see piety or longing. It seemed that the person in deep thought was doing something ordinary... If he had to say what it was, it felt as if he was taking a bath.

Those precious holy lights are as insignificant to him as ordinary spring water.

Is this really a priest? Why would Chen insert an irrelevant picture into a book about martial arts? Regen was puzzled and turned his attention to the next picture.

This painting is actually a human being as the protagonist. The dark green energy with the devil's head symbol behind him obviously represents the source of evil. But what is even more puzzling is that there is no special expression on the face of the protagonist in the painting.

Just as calm as the man in the previous painting

——What exactly does Chen want to express? Regan compared the two pictures over and over again, and a sudden thought occurred in his heart: Could it be that he was telling the outsiders that no matter whether it is justice or evil, the source of power cannot hinder people's true intentions.

What determines where that power belongs is only one’s own subjective consciousness

Holy light and runes, the power of ancestors and the blood of demons, these can all be regarded as the source of power for the creatures of Azeroth, and they restrain each other and are incompatible - for a paladin who uses holy light, he has

Fu Neng's death knight is naturally a formidable enemy that must be eliminated; naturally, the orcs who believe in the power of their ancestors are also extremely disgusted with the demonic energy that turned them into bloodthirsty. But now through Chen Stormstout's perspective, it seems that Regan

I saw some other different clues

Grom Hellscream, the orc swordmaster who helped Thrall fight in Kalimdor, was also the leader of the Warsong tribe. When he was collecting resources for the tribal alliance to fight against the Burning Legion, he was struck by the abyss lord Mannoroth.

trap, drank the fountain of life soaked in his blood, and thus became bloodthirsty and violent again and killed the elven demigod Cenarius, but before he could cause more damage, Thrall and Jaina teamed up to restrain him.

to make him wake up and realize that he has committed a huge mistake

Hellscream regretted his mistake and insisted on entering the valley where the Abyss Lord was hiding alone to have a life-or-death showdown with him. Thrall was on guard and accompanied him into the valley, but this time the powerful Abyss Lord did not hide. Mannoroth was proud of it.

The land appeared in front of them and admitted that the sudden mutation of the orcs in Draenor was also due to drinking his demon blood. The Burning Legion's intention was very obvious, which was to enslave the orcs and turn them into their own pawns.

Thrall was angered by the demon's words and smashed his warhammer imbued with the power of thunder at him, but Maronos's power was so powerful that he easily avoided the orc chief's full blow and effortlessly

At the critical moment when Thrall was knocked away, Hellscream sacrificed his life and relied on the power obtained from the demon's blood to kill Maronos with an ax infused with his full strength, but he also died of the poison in the demon's body in the end.

Exploding

With the death of Mannoroth, the boiling demon blood in the orcs' bodies also calmed down, and they were finally freed from the demon's curse forever. The place where they originally fought has now been renamed Demon Slaughter Valley, and has been renamed by future generations.

Erect a monument on it to praise Hellscream's immortal achievements: although he made big mistakes, he ultimately saved the orcs from their cursed fate.

Thinking of this, Regen couldn't help but wonder, without the blessing of demon blood, it is still doubtful whether Hellscream can kill the powerful Mannoroth, let alone save the orcs from the cursed misfortune. So it seems that maybe it is just right.

It is because of the blood of demons that today's new tribe can be achieved

Turning to the last page, there were no pictures on it, only a paragraph hastily written in charcoal. Of course, it was in simple and common text, and Reagan could barely recognize it based on his previous memory.

"Saint Uther of Lordaeron once said that weapons and armor are just tools for fighting. If you have the Holy Light in your heart, why should you be afraid of the evil enemies ahead? However, I don't think so..."

"Light and darkness are the source of power given to us by creation. Like armor, swords and guns, they are just tools for fighting. The creatures of Azeroth believe that power can control people's hearts. This idea is consistent with the understanding of Pandaria warriors like us.

They know that they are completely different. In fact, they ignore that the one who truly controls these energies of justice or evil is not our true inner selves?

"Perhaps, the young race pays more attention to the external appearance of strength and neglects the cultivation of one's own heart. Therefore, in this atmosphere of theories and deeds, the tragic prince on the glacier is created today... I hope this book

The book can be seen by those who are destined to transcend those deep-rooted traditional thoughts and carry forward the true beauty of power. This can be regarded as a small contribution that I, Chen Kuifeng, have made to Azeroth."

“Incredible…”

After Reagan read this paragraph with his eyes almost wide open and closed the book, his heart was still throbbing with the bold idea of ​​the Pandaren - Could it be that the Holy Light can really be like armor and swords as Chen said?

General control? There are also the power of destruction and evil energy. Can it really coexist with the holy light? If so, what changes will happen to the power system on the continent?

As a forward-thinking Paladin, Regan never believed that the Holy Light was the only truth in the world. He was saved by the Holy Book half a year ago, and when he was talking to the Holy Spirit in the book, he vaguely felt that the Holy Light was not as praised by humans.

It is far out of reach. Although Regan also admires and respects it, it is by no means a blind following and partial belief. For those who truly understand the Holy Light, faith is not a kind of worship of gods, but practice by example; Holy Light

The most basic concept of light is an emotional and sensory feeling. It is evidence of the connection between the self and the world. It is everywhere and cannot be traced. It is just another self used by humans to explore and understand the world, rather than kowtow.

ancient gods burning incense

Therefore, for the seemingly deviant remarks of the Pandaren, Regan understood more thoroughly. He never gave up his awareness of being an assassin during the Crusades - because he always believed that the so-called vicious blade just didn't exist.

The tool of life, the hand holding the hilt happens to be on his own body. Which one is good or evil is determined only by his own heart.

Carefully putting away the Pandaren's books, he sighed to himself that he had gained a lot tonight. Even if he didn't see Jaina, it would be nothing. Regan glanced at the mechanical clock that had turned to half past ten, and was about to go back.
Chapter completed!