Chapter 889 8. Listen to the Holy Light

The duel between Bridget and Sarantia lasted only a few minutes, but what happened in those few minutes was not simple at all.

The hammer of judgment thrown by Miss Knight, the attack composed entirely of holy light energy, was held back by Sarantia with her hands. In Bridget's understanding, it was completely impossible to do, and Sarantia The holy light blade that was summoned at random was fast and ruthless, and its holy light was more than several times stronger than Bridget's holy light, which required Bridget to block it with a long sword.

If it wasn't for the threat of the unsheathing of the holy light that attracted most of Bridget's attention, Sarantia's subsequent sweep of the warhammer would not have been so difficult to defeat Miss Knight's defense.

Bridget's position as a high-level paladin was not obtained by relying on her father's prestige. She is a paladin who has truly proved herself on the battlefield. Her real strength is not as weak as in today's duel, just like Sarantia In other words, rather than saying that she was defeated by Sarantia, it is better to say that Miss Knight was defeated by her own pride.

Because of the age of Anduin and Sarantia, she underestimated the enemy a bit.

But considering she's just a young man...so, it's understandable.

And now, in the quiet night, Bridget finally had the opportunity to ask Sarantia face to face about her doubts...why is her holy light so weak compared to Sarantia's? With the power of one source, why is Sarantia's holy light so pure...even much purer than the holy light of most of the holy light users she has seen?

"The issue of belief will be discussed later."

Facing Bridget's question, Sarantia directed Anduin to do this and that while drinking tea, just like a little landlady, she seemed to enjoy the fun of instructing Anduin to do things. In the midst of this strange joy, the high elf girl said to Bridget, who was eager for an answer:

"Let me talk about your other question first. You said that your holy light is not as good as mine? No, there is no such statement. Our holy light comes from the same source. In essence, there is no one whose holy light is stronger. The weird comparison, and if you have to talk about the purity of the Holy Light... the purity of my Holy Light is not even comparable to a weird little ghost."

Speaking of which, Sarantia took a sip of tea a little aggrieved, and the figure of a silly little girl running around riding a soul deer appeared in her mind.

Yes, she was talking about Yuna, the ghost of the light...

Little Yuna is a very strange existence in the Dark Temple, and even in the whole of Azeroth. She is a ghost who uses the power of death, but through a series of adventures, she has mastered some of the power of the Holy Light, and Yuna The purity of the holy light in her body is even comparable to that of Naru, the creator of the holy light. No one knows how Yuna got such pure holy light. Even the little ghost can't explain it clearly, or she doesn't want to say it.

Yuna has a super talent for holy light spells, but she doesn't like to study, and even hates learning. She won't follow Sarantia and Anduin to obediently go to Shattrath to learn holy light spells. Running around, Tyrion always protects her, which has caused Yuna to become more and more lawless recently.

And thinking of this, Sarantia missed the days when she played with the children in the Dark Temple, and she was also a little depressed. After a while, she took a deep breath and said to Bridget sitting opposite:

"What makes Anduin and I better than you is that the two of us have learned the true meaning of the Holy Light from Naru Adal since we were young. Do you know Naru?"

"I know, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

With the hot tea in her hands, Bridget said softly:

"It is said that in the city of the Draenei in Northrend, there is a naaru, and in the distant world of Draenor, there are even digital naaru. It is said that they are pure naaru born in the holy light. Creatures, they are the manifestation of the Holy Light in this world..."

"No, they're not!"

Anduin, who was fiddling with the freshly lit firewood and struggling to raise the fireplace flame, interjected:

"Naru are only born in the Holy Light. Their relationship with the Holy Light is the same as that of the undead and death. They are born of the Holy Light, but they are only a manifestation of the Holy Light. They also have their own emotions. , and once the belief is mixed with self-emotion, then the belief will naturally not be pure."

Seeing the flames lit in the fireplace, the little prince with black ashes on his face cheered. While wiping his face, he said to Bridget:

"That's what my adoptive father told me. He has been teaching me for as long as I can remember, not to blindly follow beliefs... Adal also appreciates this kind of statement. The respected Naru is me and Sarantia It tells us that among the Naaru group, there are actually disputes about the teachings of the Holy Light...they are not pure spirits of the Holy Light."

"is that so?"

Bridget nodded in a daze. She had never met Naru, so she couldn't understand Anduin's explanation. Sarantia saw Bridget's doubts, so the girl asked:

"Now let's talk about faith. When you listen to the Light, what do you hear? Tell me honestly, Bridget, this is important."

"Well, if you want to know."

Bridget replied, sipping her tea:

"We go to church gatherings every week. In the chants of the pastors, our hearts will perceive the will of the Holy Light that burns like a flame, just like cold people gathered around the bonfire, the will of the Holy Light Not only will it give us warmth and shelter us from the invasion of the cold, but it will also convey to us some desires belonging to the Holy Light... about justice, about hope, about redemption, about protection..."

"The Holy Light is warning us, it tells us that some darkness is about to strike, it prompts us to prepare... Many people have felt this warning of the Holy Light, and my father, General Abedis, the Great Judgment After repeated contemplation by Officer Isenlien and Grand Knight Mograine, they believed that what the Holy Light was warning was the Dark Blade Legion covering the entire Azeroth, those undead, and the fuel of past hatred... .”

"What do you think?"

Anduin and Sarantia looked at each other, and Anduin asked in a low voice:

"Miss Bridget, what do you think of this extreme purifying belief?"

This question made Miss Knight frown, and after a few seconds of thinking, she replied:

"Actually, occasionally I also think about whether such a fanatical purification is too reckless, and the great knight Fording has always opposed us to carry out large-scale purification operations. He believes that the warning given by the Holy Light is not to the Dark Blade Legion. It is some other dark forces... But my father is very stubborn, he stubbornly believes that the danger warned by the Holy Light is the undead, I can't persuade him, and sometimes, I also feel that those undead are really too Too much."

"You have been here for a short time, you may not know."

Bridget said to the two children in front of her eyes:

"Undead, those naturally revived undead have occupied the city of Stratholme. They have formed a small government there, which is one of the official races of the federation. There is no way to compare, but they completely retain the thinking and wisdom of the past, they will use vicious traps, they will use weapons, and occasionally they will use some conspiracy."

"In the past few years, because of the friction between the two sides, we have lost more than 200 warriors, and now the road from Stratholme to Quel'Thalas has been completely occupied by those undead, and they have done too much ! Sometimes I even feel that those undead are deliberately provoking us so that we can attack aggressively, so that they can drag the entire Federation into this war, and then completely bury us..."

"Well, when I was in Stormwind City, I also heard that some people among the undead were indeed spreading the "Crusader Threat Theory"."

Anduin shrugged:

"But the congressmen of the federation are still reasonable, and now that you have established a nation, and you and the federation have handed in credentials to each other, those undead may continue to provoke like this, but, the will of the holy light you mentioned. ..How should I put it? I feel a little weird."

The little prince looked at Knight Bridget, and said:

"Sarantia and I have never felt the fire-like will you mentioned. The Holy Light we heard is very gentle... How about it, let us show you!"

While talking, the little prince stretched out his hand towards Bridget, and Sarantia on the other side also held Miss Knight's cold fingers. Anduin gave Bridget an encouraging look, and the latter hesitated. He put his hand into Anduin's.

This is the first time she touched a boy's hand in a non-combat state...

And what makes Miss Knight feel sad is that Anduin's fingers are actually thinner than girls' fingers, and the skin is also better...

But the next moment, she didn't have the extra energy to think about these messy things.

"Relax, Bridget...come with us."

Anduin and Sarantia closed their eyes, the breathing of the two children became steady at this moment, and the aura also infected Miss Knight, she took a deep breath, trying to calm her mind, three The two consciousnesses slowly came into contact along the connection of the body. The two children who had learned the Holy Light from Naru since childhood entered the meditation state very quickly. Under the leadership of their consciousness, Miss Bridget's consciousness also quickly In a strange form, out of the body.

It was like flying upwards along a passage at an extremely fast speed. When Miss Bridget regained consciousness, she found herself in a dead silent and cold star. Anduin and Sarantia Standing beside her from left to right, Anduin said to her:

"look up..."

Bridget raised her head, above her head, in the night sky with the darkest stars, in the darkest and deepest abyss of the universe, a golden spot of light seemed to fly from the past, stabbing like a sharp sword in the next moment. Through the deep and terrifying night, the first ray of light among the stars was brought into this world.

"The purest light is always born in the darkest corner. Wherever the light of hope goes, all darkness cannot hide..."

Anduin and Sarantia took Bridget's hand and flew into the golden light. The three consciousnesses seemed to be integrated into the first ray of light of the stars. Miss Knight has never been so real. Feeling the existence of the holy light, she felt as if she had returned to the mother's body, her consciousness was integrated with the light, and she was like a hungry sponge, constantly absorbing strength and teaching from the surrounding halo.

It is completely different from the fire-like will of the holy light they felt in the church...

The holy light that Anduin and Sarantia showed her didn't have its own will, it was more like a tool, an emotion inherent in living beings.

It represents hope, represents all good things, and represents the power to protect all good things... There is no anger, no rebuke, no hatred. In that brisk singing, Bridget saw the good things in her past life, and Those beautiful moments in other people's lives, she turned her head and saw Anduin and Sarantia holding hands, and she saw the shining lights in the lives of the two children...

At this moment, Miss Knight had an epiphany.

Sarantia's holy light is not stronger than her holy light. The reason why it is so pure is that when Sarantia wields the holy light, she never thinks about sanctions or revenge. She is protecting Anduin Wielding the holy light, she is wielding a weapon to protect the good hope... That's why her holy light is so powerful, so her power is so powerful.

What about yourself?

What were you thinking when you waved the holy light?

The desire to win? Purification frenzy? Hatred of the undead? Or... Or, just use it as a kind of power, but never seriously think about it, what kind of power is the power of the Holy Light?

"The Holy Light is fraternal. It will never refuse to aid those in need because of differences in race and soul. Bridget, have you ever seen an undead wielding the Holy Light?"

A voice sounded in Bridget's ears, she thought it was Anduin asking her, Miss Knight shook her head, and the voice sounded again:

"I've seen...and more than one..."

"The undead are not evil, just as appearance does not represent true beauty, words cannot represent true character, children, don't let your eyes blind your heart, and don't let hatred distort your soul, Zela's warning to you is a With good intentions, she wanted to remind you that the devil is coming, however, she did it wrong again... For this, I apologize to you on her behalf."

"And my poor boy... welcome, come home..."

"hum"

The next moment, Miss Bridget's eyes opened, and she saw the fireplace burning in the room. The crackling sound of the firewood made the temperature in the room rise a lot, and dispelled the dampness in the house. Beside, Anduin and Sarantia also opened their eyes from that meditation.

Sarantia looked at Miss Bridget, and she asked:

"Have you seen it? Bridget, that is the Holy Light that Anduin and I perceive. I cannot recklessly accuse your beliefs of being wrong, but at least, the burning will of the Holy Light is consistent with what we understand Holy Light, it's different..."

"no problem, no problem..."

Miss Knight stretched out her hand, her sincere hands were folded and folded on her chest, her face was full of tears, she said softly:

"It's okay...that's wrong, I already know that, it's wrong..."

"I heard the enlightenment of the Holy Light...I felt the comfort of the Holy Light..."

"I am already home..."

"thank you..."