Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 762 93. The Day of the Secret Covenant - Adding Updates to the Qing Brothers [315]

   Saidan Dasuohan silently looked at the corpse in front of him that had fallen to the ground in the unsheathed holy light.

   The Great Knight holding the Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand fell into a strong sense of sight at this moment.

   A little over a year ago, he seemed to have cooperated with pirates in the same way, purifying a group of disturbing dark things underground in the Tirisfal region.

  Blake is not what it used to be, and the Great Knight of Dassault has also grown in various aspects.

   He is no longer the great knight who believed in the Holy Light and had little knowledge. Today, he is still sincere, but he also understands that there are disturbing evils hidden in many corners of this world.

   Just like this one.

   Being hit in the skull by a sacred object like the Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand, the Kthilized Sister Adriana died terribly.

   Most of its brain was smashed in, like a broken skull.

   The shadow of the void surging on her body stimulated the outbreak of the Holy Hammer, causing the dirty blood and shadow power in her body to be "purified" by the Holy Hammer the moment she was hit.

   To put it simply, it was burnt.

   But even so, the flesh and blood tentacles on the chin of the twisted corpse at the foot of the great knight were still twitching nervously, exuding a strange mental shock, trying to disturb the thoughts of every creature who saw it.

   Such a weak impact is not a problem for the great knight with sacred objects, and the ugly and weirdness of this twisted creature in front of him can't scare the tenacious mind of the great knight at all.

   But her tide priest robe still stained with seawater and dirt made Dasuohan shudder for a moment.

   Black's dark prophecy was correct.

  The tidesages are a bunch of monsters

   A group of humans disguised as humans, no, a group of humans who voluntarily fell into monsters!

   They believed in the wrong things, and that heavy belief changed them forever.

   This is the proof that His Holiness the Pope needs.

  The distorted form of this high-level sea sage no longer needs to be explained in words, and anyone who is not blind can see this deep depravity.

   A war of faith in the name of saving souls is about to begin, and countless people will die.

   Dassault's mind welled up with this thought.

   Once the Pope sees such an evil thing, he is destined not to sit idly by, and the battle between the light and the tide that Blake has been eager to see is about to begin.

   All will be drawn into this terrible war.

   Unless one side falls completely and their depraved beliefs are completely eradicated from this land, this war, which has only winners and no losers, will not end.

"what are you doing!"

   A scold interrupted the great knight's thoughts.

Blake, who was walking quickly from the sea, gently scooped up the water next to him, and the power of the ocean bestowed by the tide hunters floated up, forming a piece of fluid ice in the hands of the pirates, which he then threw in Adri. On Sister Anna's body, the twisted body was frozen.

   "After the body dies, the emptied flesh will go into an unstoppable frenzied proliferation. If you want to show it to the Pope as evidence, you must save it.

   Either use your holy light, or burn it clean with a fire.

  Otherwise, the long-term corrosion of these flesh and blood will make the land barren for a few years. These guys are monsters covered with poison, and anything dripping from them is fatal. "

  Black looked at the ice cubes under his feet, and said to Dathohan:

   "Two live ones were caught behind, one belongs to the watchmen and the other belongs to you. I will not participate in the next interrogation, lest you call me 'operating in the dark'.

   I hand them over to you.

  I think a fanatical priest like Ethan Lien would happily take on the task of interrogating fallen heretics, but it's best not to do it in Kul Tiras.

  This is someone's home. "

  Blake clapped his hands and said goodbye to the great knight with a relaxed expression:

   "Okay, I'm done here. After three days, I'll come to find you. I hope you've made a decision by then."

   After he finished speaking, he turned around and whistled, and a sturdy silver-armored seahorse jumped out from under the sea, galloping like a real warhorse, and rushed to the shore beside Black.

  The pirate turned over and mounted his sea horse, pulled the reins like a land rider, and was about to dive into the deep sea.

"Where are you going?"

  The Great Knight asked.

  Black said without looking back:

   "I'm doing some personal business. I have a long trip in three days. I have already planned the time and don't want to delay, so let's make a long story short. You know, I just need an answer.

  If the oath the Pope said in the Glades of Tirisfal that day was serious, I don't think I even need to confirm it again.

   But what to say, let’s go through the process.

   So everyone is at ease. "

  As the sea fog dissipated, a group of murloc pirates also croaked and swam in the water, and threw the hapless man who was bound with ropes on the inner three layers and the outer three layers on the beach in front of Dassault.

   The fish people didn't mistreat him.

   But all the valuables on him have been stripped off by the fish people who are already good at robbing.

   This guy was pierced by Black's sword when he started the battle. This would only leave his breath, so Dasuohan had to treat him with holy light and try to extend his life.

   But healing a void creature with Holy Light is like feeding poison.

  The Great Knight just started to heal by the Holy Light, and the dying guy screamed, and black smoke like scorching came out of his whole body, which scared the Great Knight quickly to withdraw the Holy Light.

   Just when he was in trouble how to hold this guy's life, Nat Pagle, who had seduced the sea sages for Black before, sneaked up from the side, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

   "Fisher God" being deliberately arranged by Black must be useful here.

   In the past few days, he has been learning shadow magic from Priest Natalie, and now he can use the unique power of shadow healing unskilledly.

   With Nat's help, the prisoner was finally transported back to Waycrest Manor ahead of schedule.

  After the ceremony of the day, the old Pope returned to the manor where he temporarily lived and saw the "evidence" brought back by the great knight. That K'Sheer's Void Flesh Form would not lie.

   The worst in Alonthos Fao's mind was finally confirmed.

   "This news cannot be leaked!"

  The old Pope showed the judgment of a decisive leader at this moment. He instructed Dasuohan who was guarding the door:

   "Give that prisoner to Priest Isenlien! Saidan, you immediately use the portal to return to Stratholme, and conduct interrogation of the dark thing on the land of holy light, far away from the sea sages.

   Invite Lord Merri Winterwind of the Tirisfal Council to join them.

  Three days later, before I talk to Black, I have to get a full debrief and you have to pry open the mouths of this evil creature! at all costs! "

"it is good!"

  The Great Knight nodded immediately, and he asked again:

   "Should you tell Uther about this? And Old Earl Waycrest?"

   "Uther's side, I will tell him, as for the old earl. Keep it a secret for now."

   After thinking about it, the old Pope replied:

   "The problem of Drustvar has nothing to do with the Tidesage, and we cannot risk involving innocents until the rebuilding of the Order of Ashes, which is said to have great restraint against the dark forces.

   Well, speaking of the Knights of Ashes, I had a discussion with Lord Arthur at our wedding today.

   As the soon-to-be Grand Inquisitor of the Knights of Ashes, he is not satisfied with implementing the ancient dogma left by his ancestors step by step.

   He is going to learn from the training methods of the Knights of the Silver Hand and integrate with the heritage of the Ash Knights and Paladins. This is a very meaningful attempt.

   I have promised him.

  Therefore, after you go back, invite Fordring to bring a team of Paladin instructors to Drustvar to help the Waycrest family rebuild the Knights of Ashes. "

   "Uh, Fording may not be able to come."

   Dassault hesitated.

  Although the three major virtues of the Paladins do not have the item that they cannot lie, it is always bad to deceive the Pope. In desperation, the great knight at this moment has a flash of inspiration and borrowed from Blake's "art of speaking".

   In the premise of not lying, describe the facts in another way to achieve the purpose of distorting the truth.

   He said softly:

   "Before we went to Kul Tiras, Fordring said to me that he was going on a journey to serve the Light and realize the power of the Light. This is a personal matter, so I didn't tell you about it.

   Fording should have set off by now.

  How about I ask Turalyon to come over? Or am I here to stay? "

   "Is that so?"

   The Pope frowned and said:

   "No, Saidan, you are also tasked with interrogating the dark things, this is very important. Gavinrad guards Marshal Lothar in the Kingdom of Stormwind, and he can't leave easily.

  Turalyon wanted to end the Battle of Alterac, and he couldn't let go of his mission.

   Let Uther do it. "

   "But Uther is responsible for protecting you."

   Dashohan retorted:

   "After the danger of Kul Tiras has been clarified, I think your personal security force should be strengthened. After all, this is on the territory of the sea sages."

   "This is Drustvar, I'm safe here, not to mention, you'll be back in three days, I have nothing to worry about."

   The Pope smiled and said:

   "Ah, I'm just on my way to the mountains of Drustvar, roaming the Black Forest, and talking to the followers of the Light. The Archmage and the hunter spies who are with us will protect me.

  I am not a powerless person myself, you don't have to worry about my safety.

  Go, Dathohan, and finish the interrogation as soon as possible. "

  The great knight took the order away, and it was already late at night when the old Pope finished his prayers in the church.

   But instead of resting, he put on a simple linen robe and leaned on a pine cane, as if he was planning to go out for a walk. This behavior was discovered by the Archmage Modera who was with him.

The Master    asked:

   "Your Majesty, you don't sleep at night, are you planning to visit in private?"

   "No no no, I'm just um, just want to go to an appointment."

   The Pope replied with a smile:

   "I heard a local story, there is a little girl waiting for the guests to attend her tea party, I am going to chat with her, can you please come with me? Archmage.

   After all, I am old, and my legs are not as convenient as when I was young, so I may need your teleportation magic to help. "

   "A little girl's tea party?"

   Archmage Modera's expression changed, she said:

   "You mean little Abby Lewis? That's the scariest supernatural legend in the area, and anyone 'invited' to the tea party by her will mysteriously disappear.

   That's a pretty dangerous spirit, and I don't recommend you take such a risk. "

   "But I have to go."

   The Pope said mildly but firmly:

   "I promised a person that I must save this poor little soul. This is the mission and mission of the Holy Light who led me here, and I cannot surrender her soul to the darkness."

   "Ah, this reason. It's really irresistible."

   Archmage Modera sighed helplessly and said to the Pope:

"Then please wait a moment, I also dabbled in black magic when I was young, and I have to prepare some expulsion materials before leaving. According to my judgment, the spirit body of the little girl who died tragically decades ago is now Has grown into a terrifying existence.

   It may not be difficult for us to kill her.

   But if you're determined to purify her, I hope you'll be prepared to fight hard. "

"please hurry up."

   The Pope raised his head, looked at the moonlight above his head and the night around him, and said softly:

   "She has waited too long, don't let her spend another indifferent night alone. This is the will of the Holy Light."

—

  Three days later, in Waycrest Manor.

  Blake, who sneaked in easily, knocked on the door of the Pope's resting room in the chapel, and the one who opened the door for him was a guy who shocked him.

   "Hey, who are you? Are you also here to find old Fao?"

   A little girl in a Kul Tiras-style green robe tilted her head and looked up at Blake, who was speechless. This little girl is quite cute.

  Big eyes, long blond hair, and short stature.

   But with a quirky look on his face.

   In addition, her biggest feature is that she walks "floating" and her heels never touch the ground, which makes her look like she's dancing.

   In addition, she is a spirit.

   "Why are you so rude? Abby."

  Black also tilted his head, looked down at her, and said:

   "What? Your unlucky egg tea party has been going on for more than 50 years, and have you finally invited a real friend?"

   "Not a friend!"

  Abby Lewis screamed:

   "Old Fao was the most annoying, he came uninvited! But my tea party was for young people and children, not for old men. I drove him away, but he was very good.

   The old woman beside him is fierce, I am afraid of her.

  Old Fao said he would take me out of my home and take me to live in a place called Xin, where he said there are many good people who will take care of me.

   But he is bad!

   He purifies all the magic power that I have finally accumulated, and also said that he wants to teach me to use holy light or something, holy light is the most annoying! It was hot and uncomfortable. "

"yes?"

   Blackla said in a long voice:

   "But I think, for the sake of killing so many travelers in the past fifty years, you'd better be good, Fao has enough reasons to 'purify' you.

   But he kept you alive.

  You should be thankful, you vicious little witch who is restless even when she dies. It was cruel when they burned you to death, but I don’t think you are wrong at all.

  You tortured those poor people crazy while you were alive. "

   "Hey, those people deserve to die."

  Abby folded her arms and said:

   "I didn't take a good man, not one! Otherwise why are the children not afraid of me, only the adults are afraid of me? That beautiful big horned deer never hurt me.

   It also thinks I am righteous.

   Only you nosy adults hate it the most! "

   "That said, but since you're dead, be honest, your revenge and resentment are long overdue anyway. Poor Glenbrook Farm was ruined by your dark witchcraft, wasn't it?

   All people related to your death have died. "

  Black reached out to hold the restless Abby's head, and he said:

   "If you do bad things again in the future, be careful of the Holy Light spanking you! Now call Fao, I'm still busy preparing to go to sea. After talking with him, I should set off."

   "Going to sea, it sounds great, my uncle was a seaman back then, but unfortunately his ship disappeared in the South China Sea, and I still want to find him.

   But I couldn't leave the Black Forest at that time. "

  Abby stared at Blake with wide eyes, she quickly pretended to be pitiful and said:

   "Big brother, will you take me out to sea with you? Every Kul Tiras child wants to have a career at sea, and so do I. I promise I'll be good.

  I'll also curse everyone you don't like, turn them into pigs and throw them into a pigpen to make sausages.

  I am very useful, take me with you.

   Please. "

   (end of this chapter)