Can the undead master the Holy Light?
If you ask this question to a thousand people, at least 990 of them will give a resolute negative answer.
In the general public's perception, the holy Holy Light is the nemesis of all evil forces. The filthy undead will inevitably be purified by the Holy Light, and of course cannot use the Holy Light.
However, Sarlayan knew that this was not the case.
The Holy Light does have a strong ability to restrain all evil forces, but this is mainly because those who master the Holy Light believe that evil energy, shadow and the power of death are evil in their hearts, so the idealistic Holy Light will give them corresponding support. .
From an objective perspective, the power of death cannot really be classified as an evil force.
Life and death are only part of the laws of nature. Just as the power of life is gentle and neutral and can be used to reconcile various forces, the power of death does not originally have a stance. The person who uses it has a stance.
Therefore, in theory, as long as you believe that you can use the Holy Light as always, the power of the Holy Light will not cause harm to the undead, and there will be no difference from using it in the hands of living people.
This theory obviously does not conform to the common people's understanding of the Holy Light and the Undead in Azeroth, and very few people know the correct answer.
Sharlayan didn't know where Ner'zhul got his answer. Maybe it was Kil'jaeden, or maybe the mole who had kept in touch with him in the Shadowlands for a long time.
In any case, if he watched Ner'zhul execute his plan, Alonsos Faol might really be awakened from his long slumber after death.
The premise is that Faao's soul has not yet been led to the Shadow Realm.
Regarding this point, Danmaku gave a more accurate answer.
[The Shadow Realm has been in chaos in recent years, and the originally perfect guidance system has long been turned into a mess. 】
[Even without the butterfly effect caused by you, the soul of Alonsos Faol will stay in Azeroth for a long time. It was not until Lordaeron fell to the hands of the Scourge that the psychics who spread their nets everywhere accidentally wake up between. 】
[However, during the period after his resurrection, Faol was just a mindless zombie. He wandered in Tirisfal Glades for a long time before he regained his will, and secretly established a priest organization called the Secret Cult. . 】
[Shaman, you'd better move faster to stop Ner'zhul's attempt to resurrect Faol. 】
[The current Lich King is not the one who was weakened by Yin Lidan's bombardment with the Eye of Sargeras. Under the reinforcement of the Helm of Dominance, any undead that has established contact with the Lich King cannot violate Ner'zhul's will. , even Alonsus Fao is no exception. 】
Sarlayan took Valeela and immediately set off from Brill, transforming into a snow-white gryphon and flying at full speed in the direction of Faol's Tomb.
On the way, he briefly explained the whole story to Valeela, and took advantage of the last moment to discuss the possibility of Faol's resurrection with Danmaku.
Sarlayan: "I remember you said that after the death of Tirion, the second-generation Ashbringer in the original history, the then Lich King Bolvar planned to let the Knights of the Ebon Blade awaken him from death. Once again To protect Azeroth."
"But the Knights of the Ebon Blade failed, and Tirion's will resolutely rejected the Death Knight. Why is it possible for Faol to succeed?"
"In terms of willpower, Faao can't be worse than his disciple Tirion, right?"
[It has nothing to do with willpower, it is simply a matter of adequate preparation. 】
[Tirion was buried in the Holy Light's Hope Chapel after his death. In order to prevent him from being resurrected by necromancy, the Paladins made a lot of preparations in advance. Coupled with the home field advantage, the Knights of the Ebon Blade Failure is inevitable. 】
[Alonsus Faol's situation is completely different. When he died, there was no trace of the Scourge. Who would be on guard against necromancy from that time on for no reason? 】
[What I am more curious about is why Ner'zhul bypassed Kel'Thuzad to give orders to other high-level psychics? 】
[Is it because you guessed in advance that Kel'Thuzad would not be able to perform this kind of mission and was not suitable for it? Or do you have doubts about him? 】
"Um……"
Sarlayan thought about it and said, "It should be the former. Not long ago, Kel'Thuzad loyally introduced Baron Rivendell to Ner'zhul. Ner'zhul has no reason to doubt him at this time."
"Besides, Kel'Thuzad is already responsible for the important task of expanding the Cult of the Damned. It's not surprising that Ner'zhul would hand over this risky task to others."
[So who is this so-called high-level psychic? At this point in time, there probably aren't many high-end talents available to the Scourge Legion. 】
[There’s no point in guessing so much. We’ll find out later when we get to the scene. 】
Due to the impact of the civil war, the people of Tirisfal Glades have recently chosen to stay behind closed doors in their spare time, except for necessary production activities.
The originally vibrant Tirisfal Glades seemed a little quiet recently. On the way to Faol's Tomb, except for a few farms that had to work, there was almost no one on the road.
This situation just gave the Curse Sect the conditions to secretly cause trouble.
As the flight altitude climbed, Sarlayan officially entered the mountainous area in the northeastern part of Tirisfal Glades. He could already see the Holy Light Monastery shrouded in the early morning mist from a distance, and could also vaguely hear the sound inside the monastery. The sound of hymns being sung.
Obviously, this monastery has not yet discovered the treacherous secret actions of the Scourge Legion, otherwise it would not have such a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere now.
"found it!"
While Sarlayan was in charge of flying, Valeera kept scanning around with the eagle eye technique she learned from Vereesa.
"Salayan, over there!"
Following Valeela's guidance, the white griffon's eagle eyes quickly locked onto the target.
"oh?"
It was determined from the beginning that they must be in a hostile relationship, and Sarlayan directly used the special eagle eye technique modified by the system to sweep at the sneaky black-robed men without any scruples.
The leading man in black robes was actually marked as a legendary necromancer with a level as high as 53 by Sarlayan's Eagle Eye Technique.
Although not as good as Kel'Thuzad, this guy is obviously the backbone of the Cursed Sect.
Sarlayan: "Gadin? This name is so familiar."
[Hey, isn’t this the dean of the Scholomance Academy? Why are you here? 】
[Wake up, the Barov family is still living well, where did the Scholomance Academy come from? 】
[It’s the butterfly effect caused by Xiao Sa again. I don’t know if the Scholomance Academy will be established in another place in the future. 】
[Think too much, first think about whether Gadin can survive from Sarlayan and Valeera. 】
Sarlayan's special version of Eagle Eye can discern some useful information, but the side effects will alert the person being observed in advance.
Suddenly, Gading felt a chill in his heart like a thorn in his back. He quickly turned his head and looked into the distant sky, where the sense of surveillance was coming from.
"Griffin?"
Gading narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling an inexplicable foreboding feeling in his heart.
"How can there be a griffon in this place where birds don't poop? And it's an extremely rare griffin with pure white fur?"
The griffons owned by Lordaeron were all imported from the Eagle's Nest Mountain where the Wildhammer dwarves live. Most of the griffins have brown and black fur.
Usually only rich and powerful nobles can afford to keep pure white griffins like this without any trace of color.
What made Gading feel uneasy was not only the color of the griffin's coat and the faintly visible figure on its back. The griffin's sharp eagle eyes were staring directly at him, as if it was heading towards this secret operation. The team came straight forward.
"Not good! Everyone is ready to fight!"
Under the command of Gading, whose face changed drastically, the psychics who were still confused hurriedly took out their staffs and assumed a fighting posture, summoning their respective guardian spirits.
"Bah!"
With a crisp eagle cry that resounded all over the place, the snow-white gryphon folded its wings and began to swoop as Gardin expected, aiming directly at the team of psychics who were preparing to dig their graves.
"Damn it!"
Gardin gritted his teeth secretly. At first, he thought this was just a simple mission to shake people, and he secretly criticized the Lich King for being overqualified. He never expected that he would be attacked during the process of digging the grave.
"Bone wall!"
Gading, the strongest person present, raised a defensive wall made of bones from the ground. The curved bone wall blocked Gading and others from behind.
"Quick! You come to reinforce and maintain the bone wall, and I will complete the Lich King's mission first!"
"Don't even think about it."
An unfamiliar female voice suddenly came from behind Gading, and a sharp weapon hit the body shield that Gading had released as a precaution.
This bone shield only lasted for a moment before being penetrated by the opponent, but this time was enough for Gading, who had already been alert, to react.
"Summoning! Transformation!"
Valeela, who jumped out from the back of the gryphon first, used Shadow Step to appear directly behind Gardin. Just when she shattered the bone shield and planned to pursue the victory, a huge black shadow appeared in front of her instead of Gardin.
Valeera: "???"
This move of transforming into a living person startled Valeera. When the enemy swung out the weapon in his hand, she jumped back to avoid it.
"boom!"
A thick-backed bone-stained knife slashed heavily on the ground where Valeera was standing. Judging from the amount of soil and speed that was spattered, this guy was really powerful.
Relying on the slight movement of her upper body to avoid the large splashing clods of soil, the black-turbaned Valeela looked at the behemoth with three hands in front of her with a somewhat solemn expression.
Valeela: "What the hell is this? Where is the high-level psychic?"
[Fuck, hate it! Finally it showed up! 】
