I was the last one to arrive at the training ground, and at that time, "Dark Shadow" was surrounded by Bridget and the others. He seemed to be having a headache from Bridget, because I heard Bridget’s clear voice shouting, “Oh my God! Do you really have a wife?! Oh my God! Who is she?! We can meet ?!"
I tiptoed to sneak in, but "Black Shadow" saw me at a glance, and he waved to me enthusiastically as if he saw a life-saving straw, "Come here, Messiah! Ahem, we are all waiting for you!" "
It seemed impossible to sneak in, so I could only stop and said, "Instructor, I'm sorry..."
"You are not late, Messiah." "Black Shadow" waved his hand towards me, and a long series of coughs came from his pale lips.
Bridget held my hand, the flush of excitement on her face had not yet dissipated, "Oh, my God! Instructor Black Shadow is actually married!" She whispered to me quietly.
"You don't have to tell me twice."
"To be honest, actually, I am very disappointed."
"Would you like me to convey your feelings to you?"
"Come on! Speaking of which, where have you been? Messiah? You didn't come with Dallion this morning. He looks terrible."
"Work." I mouthed her.
"Have you found a part-time job?" She was surprised, and I bumped her arm immediately, but the sound was still heard by Dallion behind me.
"It's too early, Messiah. It's not safe even in Lordaeron." He said slightly unhappy.
I looked back at the frowning boy and said, "There are a lot of people there. There is nothing to be afraid of except the villains of the city guard."
"Okay, okay!" "Black Shadow" clapped his hands and interrupted our whispers, "So far, we have been talking about how we should fight, how we should start, how to counterattack, and how to confuse How do you judge your opponent and how do you take them by surprise? Today, we will try to see if what we are talking about is effective."
There was a dead silence on the training ground.
"I don't quite understand what you mean, instructor." Dallion broke the silence hesitantly, "Will we fight against each other?"
"No, you are fighting against me." As he said that, he took out the sharp dagger from his waist, turned it in his hand, and held it firmly. "If you survive five times, I will consider you qualified. Otherwise, you will be Swing the sword a thousand times here!”
*
My arms no longer seem to belong to me.
Although "Black Shadow" looks weak and sickly, once he takes action, he moves swiftly and kills decisively.
Not one of us lasted three strokes in his hand. I can't tell where he will appear after turning invisible, I can't tell where he will attack me, and I can't tell whether his attack is a fake move or not!
I tried to use the Death Dance to delay the attack, but he immediately gave up the attack, his figure blended into the air, and when I had to stop to breathe, he put the dagger on my throat.
The result of the confrontation was that all of us carried heavy iron swords and began to receive punishment.
*
"How are you guys doing today?" Isenlien walked in holding a heavy holy book and asked with a smile. Then, he glanced at us with his ice-blue eyes, "What a pity. It seems It’s pretty miserable.”
"I always thought that the instructor "Black Shadow" was a gentle person, but it turned out that it was just my misjudgment." Bridget lay on the wooden table, her hands hanging motionlessly between her legs, "He was actually seeking revenge in a small way. Let’s dig into his privacy, right?”
"Oh, of course not, Bridget." Isenlien laughed, "He just doesn't want his students to die on the battlefield. This feeling is not only felt by the "Black Shadow" instructor, but also by Baron Osmar. in this way."
There was silence.
"Holy Light! Don't tell me, we will face the violent city wall in a few days!" Bridget shouted, and immediately pursed her lips in Isenlien's half-smiling eyes.
"Uh, Lord Isenlien, what Bridget means is that Lord Osmar is as solid and reliable as a city wall." Jordan explained immediately, "We all sincerely praise him."
"It's a very good name," Ethan Lien looked at him with a smile, "I thank you on his behalf, thank you, Jordan."
That sentence made Jordan tremble for no reason, and also made Skeeter's expression change slightly.
That scene stunned me, and I keenly realized that something must have happened that I didn't know about.
"However, I have to disappoint you." Before I could shake Bridget's arm, I heard Isenlien continue with a smile, "That violent wall is indeed going to show its power."
Oh... I looked in the air and imagined Osmar mercilessly knocking us all to the ground and then stepping heavily on one foot. I couldn't help but take a breath with sore teeth.
"However, I think what you have to worry about now is not Baron Osmer. You are taking the Holy Light Magic course."
That sentence made us all stunned.
"Are we going to fight you now?" Skeeter asked cautiously.
"No, not me," Isenlien said with a smile, "but if you want, you can come to me after class. If you win, you graduate."
*
This is an underground hall, just below the training camp. When I walked in along the circular staircase, I felt a deep chill.
Yes, it's cold, not cold, it's the temperature of shadow energy.
"Are we going to learn shadow magic? Lord Isenlien?" Dallion looked around and asked.
"No." Isenlien placed the holy book on the stone platform in the corner of the hall. For a moment, the huge magic circle on the floor of the hall flashed. Then, deep purple light lit up in the lines, and it sang loudly all the way. , igniting one magic circle node after another.
We were all shocked.
"Oh! Don't be afraid, children!" Isenlien pressed his palms to indicate that there was no need to panic, "I once said that firm faith is the foundation of the Holy Light. Tell me, what is firm faith?"
"It's fearless, my lord," Bridget replied.
"That's right, be fearless, children!" Isenlien smiled slightly and pressed something on the stone platform. Suddenly, the other half of the circle also lit up. After doing all that, he took a picture He clapped his hands and said, "Then, who will tell me what is beyond the Holy Light?"
"It's darkness, my lord, it's chaos, which means nothing." Dallion answered.
"It's chaos, disorder, and despair," Skeeter said. "I read about it in The Golden Epic."
"Ha, nothing, chaos, despair..." Isenlien leaned against the wall and asked, "So, why? Why do people think that outside the Holy Light is like that? If there is nothing, then where does the chaos come from? Where does it come from? Out of despair?"
We looked at each other but didn't say anything.
"It's because of fear, the fear of the unknown, children." Isenlien told us softly, "Darkness, shadow, we think it is evil, violent, and extremely cold. Our understanding of it is superficial, not at all We don’t know what terrible things will appear in the dark that make our heartbeats erratic. We scare ourselves, so that our hands and feet become cold and unable to resist. However, the more afraid we are, the more we will become prey for those things. Isn't it? Therefore, we need to be fearless, face it without fear, overcome it without fear, and control it without fear."
His voice was very calm, but when heard in the ears, it had a power that made people's hearts surge.
"How can we be fearless?" I couldn't help but ask, "I mean, when we face creatures that we can't understand, things that we can't understand? Sometimes, fear comes very...very weirdly. …”
Isenlion looked at me, "Messiah, you have met powerful undead, right? I heard about it, in the Alterac Mountains and Dalaran."
That sentence exposed me to more than a dozen eyes at once, and I immediately felt uncomfortable all over my body, "...uh...I did see it, and, I...I was..."
"Powerful undead always carry a fearful aura around them. They brought it from the kingdom of death. We call it the aura of fear. When you face an undead, the first thing you face is , is a contest of willpower. When you are confident enough, strong enough, and powerful enough, you will not be frightened by the fear it innately brings, making your legs tremble and unable to move. Skeeter, you don’t believe it. ?”
"I can hardly imagine being so frightened by a skeleton that I can hardly imagine it. Sir, in my family's fiefdom, I have seen dead people and even highly decomposed corpses..."
"Then, let's give it a try." Isenlien said with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, a purple-black shadow energy penetrated the magic circle like a gauze.
"Woo---" The magic circle suddenly flashed and let out a huge cry!
That sound seemed to have the effect of soul shock, making my whole body stiffen all of a sudden.
*
In an instant, everyone around me disappeared!
"Darian?! Bridget?!" I looked around in surprise, but the surroundings were so dark, so distant, and yet so dead!
"Lord Isenlien?!" I took two steps forward, and the sound of clear water made me realize that I was actually stepping in a layer of shallow water.
No...that rippling thing is not water at all! The ground is filled with bright red! The air seemed to be injured, and it started to bleed out of thin air! In an instant, the surrounding area was covered in a thick fishy sweet smell!
Oh my God! what happened? ! What's going on here? !
"Darian! Bridget!" I shouted in horror, but there was no reply!
At that moment, I suddenly felt a tightness in my left ankle.
Lowering my head, I was shocked to see a piece of white bone palm tightly grasping my foot!
I saw a skeleton, struggling violently in the bloody water, roaring ferociously, trying to rush out of the mirror-like water!
No, there was more than just that one skeleton. In an instant, I found countless pale skeleton faces appearing under the bloody water!
They are all roaring and tumbling, wanting to pounce on them and taste the blood and flesh of the living!
I feel like my hair is standing on end!
I took a breath of cold air, and the infinite fear in my heart made me bite my lips, opened my eyes, raised my right foot and stepped on him hard!
boom---
After a moment that seemed like ten thousand years, my right foot stomped hard to the ground. The severe pain caused everything in front of me to change.
I saw the magic circle that was still whining and running, and I saw Isenlien leaning against the wall. He was looking at us through the hazy purple mist, his eyes a little cold.
The invisible shackles on my body seemed to be broken suddenly, and I suddenly fell to my knees on the ground, gasping for air. Almost at the same moment, the people around me who seemed to be frozen fell to their knees in the same embarrassment as me, and almost all of them had pale faces.
"How do you feel?" Isenlien slowly walked over and asked, "This is a battle at the soul level. If you face a powerful undead, I don't think any of you can survive." As he said, he suddenly There was a pause, "And you, Skeeter, you might be the first to move."
"So, can you survive? Lord Isenlien?" Skeeter asked through gritted teeth.
"Oh, I can escape, intact."
