American Comics: Beginning with Luke the Maker

Chapter 335 Holy Light and Holy Light

Alonsus is a missionary believer, and he has a very high reputation in the major kingdoms in the east.After he spoke, Terenas could not easily ignore his opinion.

"Bishop, have you been able to grasp and guide that power?" Terenas looked at Alonsus Faol with anticipation in his eyes.As a monarch, he never liked to put everything on one plate.

It is true that the army of court mages was accumulated by him with all his efforts and resources, but Bishop Alonsus, with his support, has also begun to master a power system different from arcane magic.

That is the power of the believer.

It is precisely because of witnessing the emergence of this power that Terenas has a higher ambition!
"The Holy Light is with us." Alonsus Faol exuded a bright golden light.

……

Grommash Hellscream looked at the forest not far away, and tightened the legendary great ax Bloodhowl in his hand.Under Herder's blessing and transformation, this weapon has become an extremely suitable artifact for Gromash.When he held him tightly in his hands, the more fighting spirit he had, the stronger the power it could feed back to him.

"Grand Shaman, do you feel it?" Grommash turned his gaze to Ner'zhul, the chief of the Shadowmoon clan.

"I can vaguely sense the direction." Ner'zhul nodded.

"Then let's go. I will help you solve and stop all troubles." Grommash put the tomahawk on his shoulder and said in a big way. "We only need to do what the high priest ordered, and then we can retire."

"What about those elves? From the information we have collected, this is the territory of those elves. They have powerful arcane power." Ner'zhul asked back.

"As I said, the Warsong clan will help you get rid of all blockers. But if we can, we don't need to conflict with this group of elves. As long as the goal is achieved, they will become one of us sooner or later. The high priest has already planned Their future." Grommash grinned a slightly ferocious smile.

Although he really wanted to lead the Warsong clan to a head-to-head fight with the group of elves, but not now.With just a few elite fighters from the Warsong Clan and the Shadowmoon Clan, he didn't expect to be able to capture the next elf kingdom head-on with this manpower.

Nor did they come here to wage war with the elves.

"I understand." Ner'zhul nodded, his eyes looked at the soft but extremely tough piece of meat that was trembling slightly in the palm of his hand.

The veins of flesh and blood appeared on the piece of meat, and blue and black protruding blood vessels spread all over the body of the piece of meat, it looked like the heart of a wild beast.Ner'zhul holding it in his hand felt like he was holding a prehistoric beast that could swallow him up at any time.

This is an extremely dangerous thing!

Ner'zhul gave his own evaluation in his heart.If possible, he didn't want to have any contact with this piece of meat.He would even run away from it.

Facing it is like facing the Scourge Dragon that has ravaged Draenor for thousands of years.Just as creepy, listening to the breath of death.

"According to your communication with the elements and energy, follow the guidance." Grommash smacked his lips and said.He is still a little unhappy, after all, there may be a grand battle on the other side that is about to start, but as a soldier, he is absent, which makes him very unhappy.

But as the most trusted chief of the clan under the high priest, he had to bow his head and obey orders, and follow Ner'zhul's wish to do another thing with Ner'zhul.

Quel'Thalas, the kingdom of elves.

sun well.

That's what they're aiming for this time.

……

Stratholme.

Alonsus Faol stood on the city and looked at the orc camp stationed in the distance. The endless tents made him feel a little heavy.Estimated from the scale of the camp, the number of orcs is now almost [-].

This estimated number is of course inaccurate, but Alonsus somehow felt that it would not be bad.

Although the other side stopped invading, but no matter what it looked like, the other side didn't seem to give up the war and choose to coexist peacefully with them.

What's more, it is impossible for Lordaeron to coexist peacefully with each other.

The Dragon's Tower is in the area where the orcs are. In any case, this tower does not allow any mistakes.In other words, even if those orcs gave up their attack, Lordaeron must take the initiative to drive them away.At least drive the opponent away from the Dragon Tower.And the portal that sent the orcs into this world had to be closed.

Of course, what still needs to be clarified is how these orcs used the Dragon Tower to open the portal!
Did they master the authority of a certain floor of the Dragon Tower by some means?Or, is there something unknown about the unexplored areas of the Dragon Tower?

Dalaran's mages are coming.Lordaeron's griffin messengers are also quickly delivering information to the elves of Quel'Thalas, the allies of humans.

After all, the orcs are now in the middle of the two, and it is hard to say whether the other side will sweep towards the elf empire.

"Is that the orcs? There are so many of them!" The young knight in heavy plate armor, carrying a hammer and shield looked at the rolling camp in the distance and the orcs walking like ants inside, a little surprised and nervous.

"The war is coming." Alonsus said pityingly.During this period, Stratholme ushered in a large number of human fugitives, and these fugitives brought some confusion and pressure to Stratholme.Fortunately, the foundation of the Kingdom of Lordaeron is fairly deep, and Terenas, as the king, is not old-fashioned yet.Instead, he remained shrewd.

A large amount of supplies and troops entered the city of Stratholme with his arrival, snuffing out the seeds of chaos in Stratholme at an early stage.The court mage group also has at least [-] powerful mages coming together as a force on the magic side.

Terenas was worried that there would be something similar to human mages among the orcs, so he blocked this loophole in advance.

"What is he doing?" The young knight beside Alonsus Faol's eyes froze suddenly, and he looked at the orc camp and ran out with a few white wolves with a huge physique. The orcs screaming in the city.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is provocation." Bishop Alonsus narrowed his eyes slightly, and he saw the plan of those orcs.

"Should we respond?" The young knight tightened the sledgehammer and shield in his hand, and he was a little eager to try.

"You can give it a try." Alonsus pondered for a moment, then nodded.He also wanted to learn more about the fighting methods and combat effectiveness of these orcs.The one challenged by the castle seems to have a certain status among the orcs.If the opponent can be captured, it is possible to get more information about the orc from his mouth.

Even if they fail, they can have a clearer and more accurate criterion for judging the combat effectiveness of the opponent and the orcs.He knew that the elite army under Tenaris had fought against this group of orcs, but this did not affect his desire to see for himself and observe it with his own eyes.

"Let me fight, teacher." The young knight said.

"I will give you the manpower ready to respond, and make those mages ready to cast magic at any time. What I need to remind you is, don't fall into the frenzy of fighting, you should know what you are doing and what you need to do " Bishop Alonsus was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly under the bright eyes of the young knight, reminding him.

"Of course, I will try my best to let you see more information and insight." Then, the young knight added: "I don't want to fight, if you feel the need to end the fight, I will immediately leave the fight and come back. "

The gates open.

The young knight ran out with a knight order of the same armor.The tall war horses supported their heavy armor, making them look like a heavy cavalry.

The young knight came across from Durotan, the tall white wolf was only a little lower than the horse under the knight.The two looked at each other.

"Can you understand our language?" The young knight saw that the orcs on the opposite side did not take the lead in starting the battle. His heart moved on the horse and he asked loudly.

"Of course, the High Priest gave us a power that allows us to communicate regardless of language barriers." Durotan replied.

"That's really great! Where are you from? Why did you invade Lordaeron, our human kingdom?" The young knight raised the warhammer in his hand, pointing at Durotan and asked again.

"I am not obliged to answer your questions. If you want to know, you must defeat me first." Durotan said, before waiting for the young knight to answer, he took the lead in charging.

The orcs around him scattered and surrounded Durotan, but they didn't follow him immediately.They just kept an eye on the knights except the young knights, wary of their meddling in this one-on-one challenge.

The young knight discovered this, and this kind of thinking was in line with his current state of mind. After he made a gesture to his other knight, he went forward without retreating, and collided with the rushing Durotan. .

The knights and orcs dispersed tacitly, freeing up a relatively spacious battlefield for the two.While being wary of each other, they also pay close attention to the battle on the field.

The white wolf's huge body deftly dodges in the space, and its movements are faster and more dexterous than the horses.Coupled with its deterrence as a predator, in just a few short confrontations, the horses under the command of the young knight were disturbed and lost control.

Even if the horse under the young knight's command is a good horse, when facing a more powerful predator, he still has to obey the biological instinct of fear.

When the young knight found that he couldn't appease the horse under him in a short time, and was at a disadvantage facing the dexterous white wolf, he simply jumped off the horse and changed from riding to land fighting.

Seeing the human knight standing guard on the ground, Durotan also jumped off the white wolf and stood in front of the young knight.

"Uther." The young knight looked at the orc who took the initiative to jump down, not wanting to take advantage of him, and inexplicably felt a little good in his heart.

Durotan frowned at the knight.

"My name is Uther." Seeing Durotan's doubts, the young knight took the initiative to say again: "A disciple of Archbishop Alonsus of Stratholme Church."

"Durotan, son of Galata of the Frostwolf Clan." Durotan understood Uther's words, and thought it was a necessary procedure between human duels.Orcs have always respected this kind of ceremonial battle.Even this ritual procedure has nothing to do with orcs.

The two collided again.

Although Durotan didn't wear battle armor, the orc's natural strength and thick skin and muscles were a natural layer of defense.They admire the kind of bloody and bloody battle.Many of these clans even worship pain, especially pain in battle.

Beastmen are far stronger than humans in terms of physical strength and physical fitness.And Durotan was branded with the power of a totem. Although he didn't use it in the battle, just passive blessing was enough to raise his normal combat power to a higher level.

As for combat experience?
Compared with Uther, who was also young, Durotan's growth in Draenor was always accompanied by disputes.As the first clan to turn to the high priest, they fought against many clans that were unwilling to join, and together with the orc army, they destroyed the ogre capital.

So in just a short period of time, watching Uther struggling to resist under Durotan's attack, those who followed this battle have already seen who is the one with the upper hand.

Especially Bishop Alonsus on the city wall, seeing his disciple's embarrassed appearance, his heart sank, and at the same time, he was ready to snatch the defeated opponent back at any time.

Ah!
Uther, who was hit by a fist on the shield and knocked him into the air with the shield by a powerful force, let out a roar after landing, and the golden light colored his body and weapon, making him see It looks like a little golden man wearing a golden armor.

"The power of the Holy Light!" Bishop Alonsus saw the brilliance emerging from his disciple, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.He has recognized the power represented by that brilliance!
"Again!" Uther called to the silent Durotan.

However, at the next moment, Uther, including Alonsus on the city wall and other people who knew the Holy Light, all opened their eyes wide. They saw from the orc named Durotan that it was more blazing than Uther. And the rich golden light, the kind of familiar power fluctuations, made Uther, who was close at hand, subconsciously widen his eyes.

"Why do you hold the Holy Light?" Uther lost his voice.

"This is the power bestowed by the High Priest!" Durotan replied frankly.

　PS: Thank you Ji Jingdefeng for your tip.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)