In the world of Azeroth, no matter how clever the conspiracy and tactics are, they are still ultimately realized with weapons, magic, and violence. Tianlai Xiao "said ww" w． 』⒉
So before Carlos left Dalaran, he obtained the qualifications to go to the Purple Terrace through Kel'Thuzad.
As the core of Dalaran, the Violet Castle is heavily guarded. As the highest point of the Violet Castle, the Purple Terrace is an important place among the important places.
Different from the light casual clothes of the past, Carlos at this moment was fully dressed in military uniform and fully equipped. But because they were accompanied by Kel'Thuzad, the Kirin Tor guards left the purple terrace very wisely. There were only two people on the platform, Carlos and Kel'Thuzad, and three magic eyes.
"Want me to help you get rid of those eyes?"
Kel'Thuzad asked.
"It's not a shameful thing, just watch it if you want."
Carlos lifted the cloak behind his buttocks, pulled the huge holy book slung across his waist to the side, released the thorium lock, and laid the entire tome flat in the palm of his hand.
"This [beep] is the holy book? Is this a meteor hammer cast in the shape of a book?"
Because Kel'Thuzad was close to Carlos and the two of them were alone, he didn't pay too much attention to the way he spoke. After seeing the magic mithril seal, the magic-infiltrated gold hook, the thorium side seal with a lock, and the thick pure copper corners, I couldn't help but curse.
Mage is no stranger to spell books, or magical spell books, and uses them no less frequently than staffs. However, this meteor hammer disguised as a sacred book is not a metal block disguised as a book, nor is it a brick. This style of book weighs at least a hundred pounds just by looking at the fully enclosed metal case! Good guy, there are dark black traces on the back relief of the holy book, which is very inconsistent with the original color of the demonized mithril. It must be because of the dried blood. Carlos must have hit someone in the face with this thing!
Chang Wei, he also said that you don’t know martial arts!
Kel'Thuzad's random thoughts did not affect Carlos's behavior. He unlocked the edge lock and the Holy Code was silent. The magic parchment made of pure black hornless lambskin was already full of records, all drawn by Carlos. When the page turned to a large picture, it stopped.
"Oh! It's really a magic weapon!"
Every magician who is qualified to be called a master has considered the spell of arcane vision when choosing the first permanent magic in his life. Even if he did not choose arcane vision, it is still a sneaky kind of arcane vision. .
Because this spell is so useful.
At this moment, in Kel'Thuzad's eyes, the magic power emanating from the holy book fluctuated rapidly and majesticly. It was not the blue of arcane magic, nor the colorful elements of the elements, nor the depth of the power of shadow, nor the dirty green of evil energy.
Carlos's own holy light was dyed with the green of life for unknown reasons, as crystal clear as a new bud. The Holy Scripture in his hand waved out, indeed the purest light, with a hint of glorious golden color.
In Kel'Thuzad's arcane vision, the holy book in Carlos's hand was similar to the powerful Pyroblast waiting for him.
So in an instant, there were three more magic eyes on the purple terrace.
Very well, all the bigwigs from the six-member Kirin Tor Council are here.
Carlos, no longer trying to be pretentious, shouted: "Holy Light!"
The majestic power of holy light turned into thousands of trickles, forming a huge magic circle that covered the entire Dalaran with the purple terrace as the center.
What is he going to do? !
The actual rulers of Dalaran, the six masters of the Six-person Council, almost took action. This kind of spell that covered the entire Dalaran was extremely dangerous to the city.
But considering that the caster is Paladin Carlos, the king of Alterac, and the youngest and most legendary hero in the alliance, this urge to read the message several times and I interrupt it several times has been suppressed.
Look, look again.
Carlos, who was not disturbed and waited for a moment, continued to activate the Holy Light. Under the previously formed framework, more and more details of the large magic array were revealed. About one minute and fifty-six seconds later, the magic array was formed, and the huge Holy Light was formed. Pulses of light swept across Dalaran.
For the first time, the disease is driven away.
The second time, the Holy Light healed.
The third time, I became stronger and stronger.
The fourth time, remove negative spells.
The fifth time, weak effect King’s Blessing.
The sixth time, the blessing of strength.
The seventh time, the meaning is unclear.
Seven pulses of holy light provided six buffs to the people of Dalaran. All the people of Dalaran felt that their condition was better than ever before. The patients at the door of the doctor's pharmacy suddenly felt that they were suffering from a brain disease when they came to see the doctor. There was a feeling of comfort that made me want to hit ten.
"This is a legion-level holy light spell! It's awesome, it's amazing."
"Paladin, you are underestimated. Carlos, you are underestimated."
"Hehehehehahahaha, cough cough cough, water, give me water."
"Luxurious nouveau riche."
"..."
"How like the radiance of a sunwell."
What the six masters didn't know was that the seventh pulse of sound and light was the spell used to redeem Dalaran's soul. Through the effect of this spell, Carlos reversely used the Eye of Spell to briefly listen to six human thoughts.
The effect of Carlos's holy light spell will not last long. After all, he is only a human being, not a god. He cannot even last for twenty-four hours, and it will probably expire before midnight.
But the very act of buffing an entire city is a sign of goodwill, and more importantly, a demonstration. It was Carlos' way of expressing his friendship to Dalaran, and it was also a silent warning to those who were hostile and ignored him.
The deeper thought hidden behind this is that the Paladin has reached this level!
Or Carlos Barov has become so powerful as a Paladin.
In the rigid thinking of the mages of Dalaran, priests are equal to doctors and nurses, and warriors are equal to silk. As a paladin that combines the two, it is a high-level silk that can fight, resist, and increase blood.
But this time Carlos's behavior broke this illusion.
Paladins can also be spellcasters, and holy light spells can also be so majestic.
"..."
Kel'Thuzad hesitated to speak. Carlos guessed, but he didn't want to answer.
"Okay, let's go."
Are you kidding me? Should I tell the deputy speaker of the Dalaran Parliament that I just snooped on Dalaran's secrets openly?
Closing the holy book handsomely, restraining the radiating holy light, Carlos bent down to pick up the seal that fell on the ground, turned the holy book back into a brick meteor hammer with a click, and hung it back on his waist.
"I'll give you a magic lock later. It will lock automatically."
Kel'Thuzad had a strange look on his face. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
"Huh? Ah, oh, okay."
Carlos thought for a while and couldn't help but look weird.
Damn it, you guys promised to never look back to see the explosion! My bending action is terrible! At this moment, you should sweep off your cloak coolly and pretend to be cool and leave.
Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The image is completely ruined.
What a big failure in pretense!
