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Thorns of Light, five-star light magic, adapted from the forbidden spell "Guardian of the God of Light" by the Holy Light Spirit.

When Tyron found this sentence from the corner of his memory, the magic of the Bishop of Greenwood Town below had already groaned before breaking under the squeeze of the victims.

This is not surprising, in fact, although people in Azera are accustomed to linking light magic with words such as "softness", "warmth" and "salvation", the light element is essentially a pure magic. Even if the offensive magic elements are deliberately combined into defensive spells, the effect will only be very poor-for example, the light thorns, in terms of defense power, are even inferior to the three-star earth shield.

And any magic that is rated below three stars by the Sage Tower can only be used in daily life.

Tai Lun himself used the two-star earth thorn technique to pile up barbecue grills more than once.

But the reason why Thorns of Light can still become a five-star spell is of course not because of its difficulty in casting, but because of its additional attack power.According to the "Guardian of the God of Light" that Tai Lun saw more than 200 years ago, it is inferred that this thorn of light should explode some kind of penetrating or corrosive incidental magic, but I don't know if the priest below is really bad. Such a good person has not activated this effect until now.

"Kara..."

The small sound was extremely inconspicuous amidst the clamor of the hungry people, but Tyron still heard it.He frowned to see that the priest was completely submerged, and finally couldn't bear it after waiting for two seconds.He jumped down from the roof, threw away the group of skinny humans one by one, dug out the terrified priest from the bottom, and carried it on his shoulder to break out of the encirclement again.

He carried the human and ran all the way ten miles outside the city before stopping.The priest looked very embarrassed at this time, not to mention the messy short hair and clothes, Tyron noticed that a large piece of meat had been gnawed off his right forearm, and it was still bleeding out. .

"Thank you...may the Holy Light be with you." Ange was sweating and sat down on the ground pale to thank Tai Lun.

Tai Lun glanced at his wound and said affirmatively, "Those people won't let you go."

An Ge's voice was rough: "Yes, they firmly believe that I still have food. But in fact, they have the strength to attack me, and they can go to the mountains not far away to find food."

"That's because they all know that there are monsters in the mountains that will kill them." Tyron said coldly, "But you won't kill them if you attack you."

Ange shook his head and smiled wryly.

Tai Lun didn't intend to say anything more to the people of the Holy See, turned around and wanted to leave: "See you later."

"Please wait!"

Tyron had no choice but to stop and look at him again.

Ange said helplessly, "I'm very sorry, but... are you a mercenary?"

Tai Lun was silent for a while, then replied in a deep voice: "I am."

"Then can I hire you to protect me back to San Fena?" Ange paused for a while, then said slowly, "I'm afraid it's hard to protect myself in this state... I need it very much." Help from a kind person."

Tai Lun tilted his head under his expectant and begging eyes, and didn't speak for a while.

In fact, when An Ge asked that question, he guessed what this man was going to say.Since he chose to answer in the affirmative, he has tacitly agreed to help this person—not for money, Tai Lun knows that these priests of the Holy See of Light like to help the poor, and they don’t have much money on hand , he simply has a good impression of these kind guys.

But these meager favors allowed him to spend a little effort to send a wounded person to the Beran Empire on the premise of passing by, but it was not enough for him to let go of his hostility towards the Holy See of Light.

If he went to San Fena, Tai Lun was really not sure if he would rush into the holy mountain of the Holy See of Light on impulse to kill the remaining three light elves who claimed to be envoys of God.

"I can take you to the imperial city of the Bran Empire, but I'm not on the way to San Fena," Tyron said.

Ange opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just said, "Thank you so much, may God bless you."

Hearing him mention "God", Tai Lun couldn't help raising the corners of his lips to reveal a sarcastic smile.He asked the question he had long wanted to ask: "Do you think there really is a God?"

Ange's face became paler due to blood loss, but he still tried his best to smile gently: "Of course, I believe that God exists."

Without waiting for Tai Lun to speak again, he continued slowly: "What is God? According to the "Bright Canon", God lives in another world where only eternal will exists. He is the ultimate light in the world. The sun that warms the earth, he is the supreme master invisible to mortals."

"But I always feel that what they are describing is the kindness in people's hearts." He said with a smile, "What else can be more worthy of this great description than kindness?"

The smile on Tai Lun's lips gradually faded.He didn't expect to hear such an answer, and after being speechless for a while, he said sincerely: "You are really a different Illuminati."

"May I take that as a compliment?"

"……certainly."

Tai Lun knew that in the eyes of the Holy See of Light—especially the Holy Light Elves who wrote the "Holy Canon of Light", the "God of Light" they called was definitely not someone's kind thoughts, but the one who liked to pretend, A greedy white dragon who pretends to be superior.

Dragon Realm is a plane independent of Azera, where all creatures are equivalent to the existence of "will and spirit" in the mouth of Azera people, and the laws of the world are scattered in each will, become the core of their lives.The vast majority of life in the Dragon Realm is directly conceived by heaven and earth, and only a few are born by other creatures dividing their own life core.

The white dragon is a typical powerful creature bred by heaven and earth. It has almost complete laws of light, and its personality is narcissistic, arrogant, greedy, and likes to show off.During Tyron's 500-year childhood, he could always see his slut neighbor moving gems and gold from unknown sources into his lair.

Several times, the white dragon tried to encourage him to steal the crystals collected by his mother for himself, but this dwarf who was tens of thousands of years old and only 30 meters long was beaten by Tyron who was already a circle older than him at that time Half of the scales fell off, and I didn't dare to go out for more than half a year.

But it wasn't until Tyron came to the world of Azera that he knew exactly where the saucy white dragon found the gold and gems—he took advantage of the overlap between the Dragon Realm and the "holy mountain" of Azera, and used the law of light to The sympathy of the gods reluctantly opened up a very small channel, disguising themselves as the "God of Light" and tricking the "Holy Light Spirits", the nature walkers who worshiped the light element, and let them create a Holy See of Light to enshrine themselves.

Of course, even if he knew this earlier, if it wasn't for the so-called "oracle" issued by the white dragon to frame him as a demon and order the Holy See of Light to hunt down and kill him, Tyron might really agree with Ange's naive rhetoric.

Under normal circumstances, the creatures in the Dragon Realm are completely unable to come to Azera. The weak will die when they experience the conflict and transformation of the laws of the two worlds; The bondage of the domain and the exclusion of the material plane came to the world of Azera.

To be able to come to Azera with all his beard and tail, Tyron has never seen anyone other than himself.According to previous knowledge, all the dragons that can come to Azera have given up their core of life - they are the losers of the law competition, deprived of the source of the law and can only wait for death.

In this case, driven by the will to survive, a few of them will choose to come to Azeroth to fight for a chance of life. If they succeed, they can be transformed into the physical life of Azeroth.But because the loss of the original law hurts the soul, and the body changes when it is materialized, their spirituality will also degenerate accordingly, and they will gradually become a powerful monster without reason.

This is true of Gosuol, and so is the black dragon Karna who lives in Mount Farlo.

Of course, it is impossible for normal dragons to do such a stupid thing that is equivalent to suicide, so they only have the opportunity to temporarily borrow power from Tai Lun to come to him when his special power is leaked. Usually, as long as he restrains his power, those guys There is no way to take him.

Tai Lun let out a long breath, withdrew his thoughts and lifted Ange, who was still slumped on the ground, to his shoulders with one hand like a sack: "Let's go."

Mr. Sack Priest: ... My stomach hurts!