Menethil's Power

Chapter 283 The Valkyrie's Redemption
A Lordaeron knight couldn't dodge in time, and his man and horse were chopped into four pieces by a destroyer.

On the other side, a God of Heaven's Punishment shooter had just killed an Evil Eye judge with a "melting furnace" ray gun, and then was directly vaporized by a sudden finger of death, not even a trace of armor remained.

An Immortal was carrying the attack of a fel lord, the shield was constantly broken, and then the armor, and the seven or eight Punishers nearby immediately turned their targets to this threatening heroic demon. After a round of salvo , The fel lord fell, but the immortal was also reduced to a scorched black fragment in the artillery fire, and the driver among them had no bones left.

The constant explosions splashed a lot of dust, and Reinhard spat out the sand and stones that flew into his mouth. He didn't rush into the formation. Maybe eight years ago he would have taken the lead in a hotheaded manner, but now she knows very well that she As a front-line commander, he must always pay attention to the overall situation, and at most he can only prop up the holy shield to protect his own important targets.You must know that in such a large-scale confrontation, heroes without special abilities can only be regarded as high-level arms. Eliminating them requires paying a price, but it is not impossible.

In the previous battles, the soldiers of the Heaven's Punishment Legion still had some contempt for the demons, but now no one still has such naive thoughts. Although the demons' attack is disorderly and their strength varies, the huge number makes up for it. All shortcomings, backed by the energy of the well of chaos, they are endless.

On average, the death of every Heaven's Punishment soldier can be exchanged for the results of more than a dozen demons. This is an extremely astonishing battle loss ratio, but it doesn't help. They are doomed to defeat in the face of the tide of demons.

The situation in the sky is also not optimistic. The corpses of griffins and the wreckage of the shipborne rotorcraft continue to fall, and a large number of golden and red feathers are flying, which means that the Dragon Eagle Knights have also suffered heavy losses.

"The Hyperion was attacked, with 20.00% of the shield remaining, and the outer armor was slightly damaged." Captain Matt reported to Isaacs through the dwarf's field communicator, "Some of the elf dragonhawk knights have been rescued, and the Including Miss Vereesa Windrunner, Mage Rhonin is helping her stabilize her injuries."

Cirvanas at the side could naturally hear it, and the news that her sister was still alive made her less worried.

A huge life circle suddenly appeared under the feet of the elves who had been corrupted by evil energy, and the same green runes also covered the positions of the Heaven's Punishment Legion. Obviously, only high-ranking red dragons could control life energy in this way.Krasus finally made a move. At such a critical juncture, the Red Dragon Archmage chose not to hide his identity anymore.

However, at this time, no one would care about why the Kirin Tor archmage suddenly had such a powerful healing ability.

"There should be a way." Isaacs continued to maintain the halo effect, while trying his best to think about countermeasures.He always felt that the ending of the elves would never be like this, there should be a major turning point,

Time passed by, and it was obviously impossible for the priests and priests to take care of everyone, so several severely corrupted elves had been transformed into monsters completely dominated by evil energy, and their bodies were dripping with disgusting pus , like frenziedly started attacking other elves and healers, which caused more chaos.

Kael'thas naturally also saw this scene, and the elf prince was once again hit hard, "Is this our destination? To become such a mindless monster?" He said in a daze.

The elf prince lowered his head in pain, trembling all over his body. When he raised his head again, the sky blue pupils almost turned crimson. "The fate of Quidorei must be controlled by himself, whether it was 1 years ago or now." His voice lowered, but suddenly rose again, "Evacuate all healers immediately!" He ordered suddenly, almost hysterical.

"What are you going to do?" Cirvanas' face changed. At this time, letting the healers evacuate was tantamount to giving up those elves who were being corrupted by evil energy.

"Take everyone who is still normal, Sylvanas!" Kael'thas didn't look at her, his expression turned out to be a little cold, "As for the others, they will all be redeemed in the fire with me. he said coldly.

The Flaming Phoenix flew back from the Heaven's Punishment Legion's position. Its size was even bigger, and the flames it spit out were even hotter. At the same time, Kael'thas's emerald green magic pearl was flourishing.This is the final decision of the elf prince. He will use the more than 2 elves and his own life to light a big fire to commemorate the lost glory of Quel'Thalas.

In the original timeline, it only took one day for the Burning Legion to destroy Lordaeron, and when the target was changed to Quel'Thalas, it didn't seem to take much effort.

Isaacs subconsciously punched Kael'thas in the chest. The spiritual shock attached to the seal of faith interrupted the elf prince's spellcasting, "There must be a way." At the same time, he was trying to convince himself.

Those damned bronze dragons will let the timeline deviate to such an extent, and until now there hasn't been a time-space gate, and then some little blond-haired dwarf jumps out with five to 25 adventurers, which is enough to show that there is still It is possible to reverse everything.

But where is the hope?
Isaacs suddenly discovered that, apart from the heroic mages and rangers among the elves, only a relatively small number of priests were not affected. Could it be that...

The high elves who have been under the radiance of the Sunwell for a long time seem to have formed a characteristic. They need some kind of energy to maintain their lives. This is the basis of their survival, but Isaacs feels that the basis of survival does not necessarily have to be arcane energy. He thought The evil elves I saw before and the void elves that would appear in the original timeline.

And these priests who are safe and sound in front of them.

Isaacs suddenly understood, and he immediately raised his silver hand, "Believe in the Holy Light!" he shouted loudly.As the current owner of the Silver Hand, he should theoretically be the manager of Tyr's belief system. Although it is a bit shocking to forcibly inspire tens of thousands of elves, it is not completely impossible.

However, nothing happened. The Silver Hand emitted a wave of energy, but there was no response.

Why?Isaacs was a little dazed.The human Holy Light system is the legacy of Tyr, and the high elves seem to need to rely on this system if they want to practice the Holy Light, but Tyr is the guardian of human beings after all, so only a small number of elves are lucky enough to be accepted by the Holy Light. This is why the number of priests in Quel'Thalas is still far less than that of mages, even though priests are the only healing profession for elves.

And the elves who are being polluted by evil energy here are obviously excluded from the Tyr system. Even in this crisis, this objective situation will not change in the slightest.If elves can generally believe in the Holy Light like humans, then only a new system must be established, and the new system needs at least...

A naru.This jigsaw puzzle represents the original light of the universe.

And he happened to have a naaru core, and it was given by the bronze dragon.

Apparently this is the solution.

Isaacs tore off the chain around his waist without hesitation, threw the Holy Book of Origin into the air, and then stretched out his left hand, and the majestic white energy was transmitted from the Silver Hand—this is the core of the Silver Hand Power, doing so will inevitably have an impact on the entire Tire system, but at this time, it can't care so much.

The holy book of origin shines brightly. This holy book is no longer in the shape of a book. It is derived from more crystal-like materials, and soon forms a strange figure. This is the initial form of a naaru "Shards of Light."

A germinated consciousness appeared, but Isaacs frowned. From the perspective of his interests, he absolutely did not want to hire a great god for himself, and God knows if this awakened consciousness is the original Naru, Ai Sachs didn't have a good impression of the holy light jigsaw puzzle that was like a magic stick. He still remembered that his will was almost invaded when he obtained the brilliance of the silver hand.

He needs a naaru, but he doesn't need this naaru to have an independent consciousness. This seems impossible, but don't forget that there is always a soul sleeping in the scripture of origin.

Isaacs showed a sneer, he did not hesitate to snuff out this budding consciousness, and at the same time began to awaken that chaotic soul.

Wake up, Arturia!
The shards of light began to melt and reshaped into a slender figure. With more power poured in, this figure began to show more details, a tall figure with bumps and convexes, a heroic and handsome armor, and every feather The delicate wings of light, and that familiar, delicate face.

Holy and noble, anyone would think this is what the Goddess of Light should look like.

Different from the energy form that Isaacs summoned before, Arturia's skin and face are as real as they are now, and they have a color similar to that of flesh and blood. Of course, if you look closely, you will find that there are still some differences between her and the real female elf. Now it's more like a perfect statue.

The whole world seemed to be plunged into darkness, only the Valkyrie was the absolute focus, her eyes were closed, she seemed to be sleeping sweetly, her elegant body suspended in mid-air in an extremely relaxed state.

Cirvanas was stunned, of course she recognized Arturia, as the mentor of the three sisters, she was almost the most important person to them besides their mother, eight years ago they even mourned for her There was a funeral, but now...

The Valkyrie slowly opened her eyes, and her golden pupils revealed agility. Obviously, she has fully recovered her consciousness, not the chaotic state when Isaacs summoned her before.

Artoria's soft eyes fell on Isaacs below, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Hi, boy, we meet again."

Isaacs didn't answer, he succeeded, he relaxed, and then suddenly became playful, and made an extremely standard gesture, "Please show mercy, my goddess!" He shouted, like a sincere madman believer.

　I finally wrote it here, let’s make an update today,
　　
　
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