Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 799 130. Bu Laike Xiao Has an Ugly Heart

During the secret talks with the Pope in Drustvar, Braike handed over the whereabouts of the "Guardian of Truth" to the Church of the Holy Light. On the one hand, the battle in Stormsong Valley really needed this artifact with the effect of protecting against darkness. debut.

On the other hand, there is also some intention to win over.

Although it is somewhat unrefined to discuss business with a group of sincere believers, the real exchange of interests can better stabilize the relationship between the two parties.

Among other things, as long as the artifact shield of the Guardians of Truth is still in the hands of the Church of the Holy Light, they will always be sympathetic when dealing with issues related to Bu Laike.

This is also one of the ways that pirates expand their influence. If he claims his reputation as a pioneer, he always has to give some sweetness to those who already trust him.

So far, it looks good.

It can be seen from Dathrohan's agreement to draw Tyr's divine power from the Guardian of Truth that the "prestige" of the Church of the Holy Light has finally been "worshiped" by Braike through hard work.

After the remaining divine power on the Titan Shield was extracted, the previously "lazy" shield did not seem to have changed much, but when Dathrohan's hand was placed on the shield again, it and the Grand Knight's The Holy Light Connection has obviously become much more active.

It seems that a layer of "heaviness" has been removed, and its inner strength has been reawakened.

"Hold it, I mean, pour your light into it."

Bo Laike took a step back.

As an assassin and warlock, he didn't like this kind of bright power very much. He commanded from the side:

"The weapons cast by these titan guardians will have different feedbacks to different powers, and their shapes will change according to the different power attributes of the users.

Infuse your power into it, and it transforms into what best suits your wielding.

Don't worry about breaking it.

It is much stronger than most substances in this world. "

Dathrohan nodded.

But instead of injecting his own holy light immediately, he summoned a group of priests who accompanied him, and arranged a barrier that could absorb the holy light inside and outside the room.

Obviously, Dathrohan knew that the mission they shouldered had to be kept secret, especially since Paltrace had been stared at by dark eyes before, so they couldn't make an overly conspicuous effect.

This caution earns Laike a big thumbs up for the Grand Knight.

As expected of the Grand Knight most trusted by the Pope, he kept a low profile while maintaining a reassuring mode of action.

After everything was ready, Dathrohan injected his own holy light into the shield in his hand under the watchful eyes of several senior priests.

The light remained steady and bright, but after being absorbed by the shield, it transformed into a golden flame covering the heavy shield and the long sword in Dathrohan's other hand.

The flame was burning, but it didn't emit a scorching breath. A priest next to him exclaimed. He saw with his own eyes that the sacred object of the Titan in the hands of the great knight showed signs of melting under the burning of the holy light.

this!

So easily melted, could it be that what they brought back from the island full of ancient Vrykul wraiths was a fake?

"Holy Light."

Dathrohan, who was wrapped in the flames fired by the shield, also let out an exclamation.

But he didn't think the sacred object he had been holding was a fake, he just felt the mutation when the shield in his hand melted more clearly than others.

The sacred power from ancient times was "communicating" with him.

It's as if an ancient being is using this shield as a medium to examine him, observe him and judge whether he is qualified to wield this artifact that was born in the dark ages and has been guarding since its birth.

"Strong Will! Dathrohan! Its remodeling is almost complete!"

Bu Laike felt a trance in the spirit of the great knight, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted:

"Show it your resolve! Do you understand? This is the so-called 'Truth Oath' ceremony. Your oath should not be made to the Pope, but to it.

'Truthkeeper' was never just the name of a weapon.

That's a title.

That represents the embodiment of a person's best qualities. If you can get it from Ygrim, the guardian of the previous generation, it proves that you have this qualification.

Be him.

Dathrohan, this is the greatest contribution you can make to your faith in your life of pious service to the Holy Light. Become the Guardian of Truth! "

As Bu Laike shouted, Dathrohan, who was wrapped in the holy light, took a deep breath. He half-kneeled on the ground in the flames, as if taking an oath, and raised the shield in his hand that changed shape in the light.

He raised his head, as if looking directly at the invisible thing in front of him.

He let the indistinct eyes fall on himself, he was accepting the scrutiny of the sages, and silently recited the oath of protection in his heart.

"But 'truth' is not one of the knightly virtues."

Beside Bo Laike, Miss Partress, who had changed back into her pastor's robes, whispered:

"Only the mages of Dalaran will put this word on their lips. For us believers, the Holy Light is the only truth. We will guard it, but we cannot question it."

"No, little girl, starting today, it is your virtue. As long as Dathrohan and his shield are still alive, you must swear by the truth."

Bo Laike grinned, leaving Partress stunned for a moment.

But there is one more line that Bu Laike does not utter, which is a terrible blasphemy to the believer.

The pirate stared at Saidan Dathrohan who was performing the oath ceremony in front of him, his eyes under the blindfold narrowed, and he thought in his heart:

"Holy light is not the only truth, it is not even always correct, the only light can make people find their way, but it can also make people lose their way blindly.

Maybe you will understand this truth later. "

Of course, if he said such things on this occasion, even if Laike had a great reputation in the Church of the Holy Light, he would definitely be beaten up by a group of priests around him.

These tearful believers, enlightened by the "miracle" in front of them, will rush forward and use the "iron fist of love" to teach the stinky pirates what is the wrath of the light.

Well, there is no doubt that they will.

A few minutes later, the flames around Dathrohan's body dissipated bit by bit. He still maintained his half-kneeling swearing-in action, but in his hands, the simple and smooth shield had already completed a new transformation in form.

Its shield became wider and split below, just like a door of truth opened a little, and golden flames lingered on the shield's cracks, filling those partitioned holes.

And around the shield, six radiant shield thorns extending outward are like an artistic extension of light, setting off a rotating aperture shield in the center.

There is a golden light wrapped around it, which makes the shield look thick and thick, but also has a sense of belief in art.

In addition to the shield, the sword of the oath executor held in Dathrohan's left hand has also changed. It seems to be more in line with the brave fighting style of this great knight. It has changed from a wide one-handed sword to a Light's Fire recreates a flail.

A silver chain extends from the golden handle, and at the bottom of the chain is a spiked iron ball shaped like the Hammer of the Morningstar.

The shape of the iron ball is also very particular.

Much like a small sun emitting light and heat, the spikes covered outside its sphere are daunting. This thing is full of deterrence, and even looks a little barbaric.

Once it is swung, hitting the enemy's head can definitely open the opponent easily.

"I have completed the ceremony of the oath, and I will use my life to fulfill it."

Dathrohan stood up, looking at the heavy shield with which he had established a holy connection and the new weapon in his hand, he waved it slightly, as if he was waving his own arm.

There is no slightest sense of lag, and the movement is unbelievably smooth.

The shield, which looked heavy, seemed to have no weight at all.

"This is truly a miracle of the Holy Light!"

The priests around chanted scriptures in unison to commemorate today's events, while Pastor Partress next to Laike covered her heart, and she whispered:

"When I looked at it, I felt courage rising from my heart. This is definitely not an illusion."

"Of course this is not an illusion. That shield will actively protect all order creatures. This is the power it was set for when it was first shaped."

The wicked Bo Laike carefully frightened the young and innocent Pastor Partress behind him, saying:

"You should be thankful that you don't have a dark secret in your heart, otherwise when you look at it, you will be blinded by the holy fire emblem, or even worse.

The sin in his heart was ignited, and he died screaming. "

"No, Bo Laike, that's not how the shield's power works."

Dathrohan whispered:

"Don't frighten them."

The great knight put the flail on the table at hand, and raised the shield in his hand. The emblem of the holy fire twirled around the center of the wide shield remained as smooth as a mirror before.

It is clear enough to reflect a human face.

Dathrohan looked at the shield in front of him, and he saw himself clearly in the reflection, not only his face wearing a heavy helmet, but also his younger self who was immersed in war and killing.

It was more like a reflection of my own soul.

"I finally understand why you must ask us to get this artifact before the battle against darkness begins."

Dathrohan stroked the mirror-smooth shield, he turned to Boo Laike and said:

"There is no room for darkness in the world it reflects, and those evil things that hide here can no longer maintain their evil disguise in front of the Guardian of Truth.

This is the artifact of revelation used to expose the true darkness. "

"It's not that useful."

Bu Laike rubbed his forehead with a headache, and said to Dathrohan:

"It's not a mirror. Well, that's what it's for. But you can't ask something evil to look into that mirror. Lift it up, Dathrohan, and spread its light of revelation."

Hidden darkness will be revealed in that light, and that is what I want you to have it for. "

The great knight nodded, and raised the guardian relic with one hand. He placed it on his chest, summoning the power of the shield to rotate again, spreading the light of revelation outward.

It was like a halo of light shone, and everyone in the room was illuminated by the light. The other priests didn't notice it, but Laike let out a cry of pain.

He covered his front with his hands, and took a few steps back, a puff of smoke that seemed to be scorched by high temperature floated around him, this scene made Miss Partress's eyes widen.

Ah, sure enough!

This smelly pirate is an evil man!

Look! He was hurt by the light of the Holy Shield.

"This joke is not funny, Bo Laike, you will be considered by my companions as a dark possessed evil."

Dathrohan said something in a deep voice.

The stinky pirate, who had a painful face just now, seemed to be as uncomfortable as a vampire being exposed to the sun, immediately lowered his arms, and the pain on his face disappeared. He curled his lips and picked up his pipe and said:

"Hey, I don't have a sense of humor at all. I really like your expressions just now. The light in the eyes of a few priests was beating just now, wishing they could pick up their warhammers and staffs and beat me to death.

Well, it seems that my popularity with you is really not very good. "

"Be serious."

The great knight shook his head helplessly, and put the Guardian of Truth by his hand.

He gestured to the others and said:

"You go to arrange it first, the Pope will arrive tomorrow, be sure to remove everything in the town that will hinder the Holy Light."

"Let your boys and girls go to rest. We have made arrangements nearby. They are laymen who run around and will only scare the snake."

Bu Laike sat on the table next to him, exhaled smoke rings and said:

"By the time the action starts, they will know what they need to do."

"Ok."

Dathrohan nodded and waved his hand, and the priests in the room quickly left. After the last one left, the originally relaxed Laike immediately collapsed.

He rubbed his shoulders and complained:

"You must have done it on purpose just now, didn't you? Hit the light of revelation from that damn shield on me, and I was almost seriously injured by you."

"I'm just concerned about your situation, Bo Laike."

The great knight frowned and said:

"The guardian of truth can't discern your power tendency, it almost launched an attack on you, it seems that you have indeed walked a long way on the dark road."

"No, I am a very pure person. I just have some not-so-good forces living in my body. It can't understand my existence, which is normal."

The pirate curled his lips and blew a smoke ring, jumped off the table, walked to the shield of the Guardian of Truth on the ground, looked at the mirror-smooth shield in front of him, and said nonchalantly:

"It's just a shield that doesn't know anything, it."

Bu Laike was halfway through his words when he suddenly got stuck in the neck.

This made Dathrohan, who turned back to pack his armor, a little puzzled. He turned around and saw the pirate squatting in front of the shield, still reaching out to touch the shield emblem.

He asked:

"Any questions, Boo Laike?"

"Uh, no problem."

The pirate gently stretched out his hand and pulled up his blindfold, using his own eyes to look at the reflection on the coat of arms in front of him.

He has always been full of confidence, but now he showed a rather strange expression when everything was under control. He looked at the round mirror-like coat of arms in front of him.

Reflected on it is Bo Laike's face, and even the expression on his face is reflected vividly.

But on this [Mirror of the Heart], which claims to be able to see the depths of the soul, behind the reflection of Bu Laike, there seems to be a vague shadow hidden.

It's like a strange shape with two sides in one body, like a body with two faces.

One is in the light and the other is hiding in the shadows.

"No way."

Bu Laike touched his face and whispered in a strange tone:

"Did old man Dai Lin really make it happen? Is my soul so ugly? Hey, Dathrohan, this thing of yours seems to be broken, why don't you throw it away and get another one?"

(end of this chapter)