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"Then in a week..."

"It's not necessary." Bell interrupted Apollo's words directly, and said indifferently

"Just start tomorrow, Apollo."

"I will crush your vain and foolish love, false god! I will tear you down from the clouds of self-pity, I will slaughter all the bastards that flow your dirty blood, and your existence will be wiped from this city. Erase! Apollo, I swear on my soul!"

Bell's cold and cruel words froze the disgusting joy on Apollo's face

Before that, no matter how disrespectful to God. It is also very rare, no, no one will respond to God with such an attitude and speak such words.

There is no doubt that there is no love or awe for God, only endless loathing and hatred. It is hard to imagine that there will be such a child with such an attitude towards God in the lower world.

Bell walked away without hesitation, followed by Hestia, leaving behind only the suppressed excitement and embarrassment of the banquet.

"As expected." Mu Feng grinned

Is the power of the holy light so easy to grasp?

The six camps of World of Warcraft also symbolize the six basic powers, Holy Light, Shadow, Fel Energy, Arcane, Death, and Life, none of which can be said to be mastered at no cost.

The original darkness represented the void, the brilliance of the Big Bang represented the holy light, and the collision of the holy light and the shadow gave birth to fel energy and arcane magic. The former represented the chaos and disorder of entropy, and the latter represented the order of the universe. Then life was born, so there was death. These are the six basic camps that make up the universe of Warcraft.

The problem is that each of these six forces will greatly interfere with the master's thinking.

Those who master the Shadow Void will undoubtedly become more inclined towards the destruction of the Void Heat Death. And mastering the secondary void means mastering the power of the void through secondary void agents such as the ancient gods, and will often become insane due to the influence of secondary agents.

People who master fel energy will become manic and bloodthirsty, but that doesn't mean destruction. It's just that the chaotic power represented by fel energy makes emotions arbitrary and indulgent. And in most cases, unrestrained emotions mean extreme chaos and malice.

The person who masters death also becomes extremely indifferent, which is the force that has the least influence on thinking. The undead that seem chaotic and hate the living are just because they hold the power of death under abnormal circumstances, just like the believers of the ancient gods who obtained the power of the void through the ancient gods, because only the true

Only the "dead" can master death, and the dead who only have souls will not have too many emotions in the mastery of heart energy.

The above is the influence of the power of the "evil" camp of Warcraft on emotions, so will there be any difference between the remaining three "good" camps?

The answer is - no difference at all.

The so-called goodness and evil are largely due to the fact that the "life" with power is close to this camp, and will naturally feel normal and "friendly" to the interference of these forces, but in reality, life arcane and holy light , will also cause changes in thinking and even brainwashing.

People with arcane power, from mages to titans, will become extremely confident and paranoid, and have a cruel paranoia that is almost obsessive-compulsive. Why are titan-forged always inorganic? Because inorganic matter is the most orderly and unchanging for Titans.

Those who wield the life force, such as those druids, become obsessively loving and kind to life. But in other words, such excess of fraternity makes you weak, and fraternity also means non-love. Preference for nature often makes the controller of the life force extremely disgusted with the things that cause death.

And in the end, those who master the power of the Holy Light, like the current Bell, are the best examples.

The endorsement creatures of the Holy Light, that is, naaru, seem to be a group of goodness and beauty, as if they exist like a collection of good emotions in the world, but this beauty-in essence, it is just a matter of opposing camps.

The concept represented by the holy light is 'existence', so they naturally hate the void and the evil energy of destruction, and they will also have a rejection reaction to death, which represents the end of the next stage of the cycle of life.

And the holy light, as the power of the faction that opposes the void, its extreme characteristics are not far behind compared to the void.

It is true that the warriors under the power of the Holy Light are often jealous of evil, generous and kind, at least the general direction is correct-but this feeling is only because you are a creature of order that you don't feel this change.

In Draenor in another world line, Archbishop Yrel, who was favored by the power of the Holy Light, even made an extreme act of forcing the entire life of Draenor to believe in the Holy Light. For the Mag'har orcs who did not believe in the Holy Light, they mercilessly issued the order of genocide.

This is the extreme nature of the Holy Light, identifying itself as extreme justice, extreme correctness, and in the end this kind of interference will make the patrons of the Holy Light feel as the controllers of destiny.

What's even worse is that Holy Light is actually the closest force to the void. Just like the naaru, who are pure creatures of the holy light, will quickly transform into a void creation that is more pure than the ancient gods-the entropy demon after death, every patron of the holy light will often be out of control once they fall.

Bell Craney, as the patron of the Holy Light, is undoubtedly the best example of this kind of interference.

The source of the holy light and education he received was Zela, the most extreme mother of the holy light among the Naaru, and after that, his desire and compatibility for the holy light even made her extremely compatible with the Silver Hand Spend.

As the weapon of the guardian Tyr, the Silver Hand is a perfect combination of the arcane magic of extreme order and the holy light of extreme justice, and the nature of Bell Cranney, who fits this artifact, can be said to be like this, at least toward There is no turning back in this direction.

It is difficult for you to judge whether such a character is good or bad, but at least one point is revealed—this kind of extreme justice makes him completely ignore all respect for God.

He did not believe in the Holy Light, but he began to think that he was the Holy Light. This kind of result is nothing more than changing from thinking that the Holy Light's ruling is correct, to thinking that it is correct...

"It was you who prompted Apollo to do this?"

Taking advantage of all the gods being attracted by Bell and Apollo, Freya walked over, her red lips parted

"There is no need to say more about this kind of knowingly asking—but, don't you find it very interesting? A god-worshiping hero, Tyrant, does this fit the image of a ruler?"

Mu Feng smiled

"Will Bell win?"

"Yes, he will..."

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Nebula M78

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Chapter 82. War Games

The war games were determined to begin at noon three days later.

Because there hadn't been a war game for a long time, the guild's approval was quite fast, and Hestia's idea of ​​gaining a little buffer time was completely in vain.

However, it doesn't matter if you can't win it.

Bell Clowney didn't intend to ask for anyone's help.

Regardless of the fact that he has almost no bond with most of the teammates in the original plot, even if he has, he doesn't want to interfere with anyone else.

This is a war he started, so let him start it and let him end it.

"Holy Light..."

In the chapel of the Hestia family, Bell half-kneeled on the ground without saying a word. He, who was covered in silver-white Stormwind armor, stood in front of him with the hammer of the Silver Hand, praying softly.

The object of his prayer is not any god, nor will it be the Light itself. Bell knew one thing the moment he was chosen by the Silver Hand.

The Holy Light has no will, the Holy Light has no good or evil, the Holy Light is itself, and the Holy Light... is justice!

He is justice!

The Silver Hand radiated a light golden radiance, and thunderous lines flowed on the surface of the hammer.

Bell closed his eyes tightly, what he was feeling was the memory in this warhammer.

A memory belonging to Guardian Tyr!

That is the guardian of the world. I don't know how long he has been fighting against the void and demons. The great guardian Tyrwan has years of combat experience and his control over power.

In fact, most of the Holy Light application skills Bell mastered were taught by Zela.

Naru, who believed in prophecy, showed Bell many times in his dreams the battle scenes of the Legion of Light. He was the best teacher. Few creatures in the universe can compare with them in mastering the Holy Light!

And Bell didn't need to go through the light casting ceremony. When he held the silver hand, his body had already been baptized by the holy light from top to bottom!

This kind of treatment, apart from him in the entire history of Warcraft, there is only one other person - Prophet Velen!

"Mr. Bell..."

Hestia looked at the closed-eyed Bell with great concern, and she began to worry more and more about Bell's state.

Compared with the victory of the family war, she is more afraid of Bell who has changed his appearance now. Rather than growing up, Hestia feels more like...sublimation.

From a mortal, sublimated into another species. Close to God-o, but distinct, worrisome presence...

"Don't worry, my lord." Bell opened his eyes, and golden flames flowed in his eyes, making him look more sacred than words

"I will present you with the crown of victory."

...

"When I conceived love with that boy, Hestia, you will hinder my good deeds. After I take him away, I want you to leave the city—no, leave the lower realm."

Apollo, who returned to reality from his delusions, leaned against the balcony and looked up at the night sky through the open window. Looking up at the silvery white moon with admiration, there was a fierce light in the depths of his pupils, and he raised the corners of his mouth.

"I'm counting on you, my lovely family members..."

The bright moon glowed with quiet light, and the suppressed laughter kept ringing.

His family members, including his favorite Hyacinthus, bowed their heads and obeyed the command of the Lord God. From a certain point of view, Apollo and Freya are actually a kind of gods, they will pursue the person they want, at all costs.

The only difference is that one is a man and the other is a woman. Gender is such a thing, but it will bring about a world of difference.

"...I'm starting to miss life in the dungeon."

Peggy the wild boar covered in a black robe looked at Apollo, who was enjoying himself in the moonlight, and sighed long.

He now hates this perverted Lord God more and more.

It was not long ago that he advanced to LV2. In fact, when it comes to the fastest speed in the city, he is actually faster than Bell in terms of records.

But to be honest, his advancement was largely a coincidence and a fluke—even he himself didn't know how he succeeded in the promotion.

In short, after he became LV2 and returned to the Apollo family, his perverted homosexual god gave him a mission.

He will temporarily hide his strength and exist as an experimental product of Apollo. As for rewards... Apollo's love.

You heard it right, the perverted Lord God really used this thing as a gift to complete the task, and the wild boar Page was so disgusting that he almost killed him on the spot!

But he didn't do it because of the task itself.

He looked at the chains wrapped around his arms with a complicated expression, deep brand scars emerged on his arms, and at the end of the chains were connected two ferocious arms extended from the statue of the Roaring Demon Head. knife.

Blade of Chaos, this is the 'reward' for this mission

To be precise, this is Apollo's experiment, branding his body with the blade of chaos - the price is that he has to do a little 'plastic surgery' on himself, and help Apollo complete this family war.

Whether he wins or not is the second priority, the main thing is that he must stay until the end of the war game, otherwise he would have run away with this good thing!

It hurts when the Blade of Chaos is branded, it really hurts, even if the isolation game cabin has weakened pain sensation, it hurts like kicking the corner of the table hard with your little toe.

Peggy the wild boar has been thinking about whether he can use this incident to sue Zhangshi Technology to get some compensation for himself, but after thinking about it, forget it.

It would be bad if the authorities took back the Blade of Chaos, this is Kui Ye's weapon! The one who plays with this thing, isn't he the prettiest kid among all the players!

He will record the entire war game this time, so as to recover the hits of his video, which has fallen into a decline recently!

Thinking of this, Peggy the boar became excited, and the chains of the Chaos Blade wrapped around his arms began to rattle.

Come on, that what Bell? Clooney.

Let me teach you, what is Sparta! ! !

...

The ruins of the ancient city of Shulim.

Built in the middle of the plain without forests and hills, this fortress is one of the defensive strongholds of ancient buildings. In order to keep the cities and villages behind from the monsters that appear in the big hole in the dungeon, or to block them, before the lid-like Tower of Babel and the huge city wall are completed, the area around Orario

Many of these fortifications were built to guard against the countless monsters pouring out of the dungeons.

Although almost all of these fortresses have been reduced to ruins today, only the ruins of the ancient city of Shulim still used it as a fortress until a century ago because of the relationship with the Kingdom of Lachia, so although the atmosphere is lonely and deserted, the city walls And other functions are still alive and well. This time the war game selection

Here as a battlefield. There are several tall towers attached to the city wall with some signs of collapse. The height of its stone wall is more than ten meters, and the thickness is impeccable.

If you want to break through this outer wall, you must at least launch a strong magic attack. Even high-level adventurers can't easily take a step beyond the thunder pool. Situated on a vulnerable plain, the city has managed to maintain its shape to this day, largely thanks to the walls.

The Apollo family occupied this ancient city majestically.

Logically speaking, the weaker Hestia family should occupy such a place, rather than the already strong Apollo family occupying such a territory.

But everything is never justified, even if it is a fair war game, it is full of a lot of 'unfairness'

Arrived at the place as early as three days ago, the total number of people was about one hundred and ten. This is almost the total number of members of the Apollo family. Under the instructions of the troop commander, the regiment members were busy repairing the city wall, or storing and configuring spare weapons, props, and food.

"Hmph, it's so boring, there's no point in doing these things."

In the throne room of the most conspicuous tower in the city walled city, the handsome human youth Jacintos who was the head of the regiment snorted. He looked through the window at the city where the group members were scattered.

The war takes the form of siege warfare, and the fighting period lasts for three days. In terms of victory conditions, as long as Hyacinthus, the general, survived for three days, or if the enemy general—certainly Bell Cranney—was unable to fight again, the Apollo family would win.

Based on the position of sticking to the city, they made preparations to defend the city, but they didn't have to do it so thoroughly, they would definitely win. I heard that the opponent increased the number of team members at the last minute, but there were still no more than five people. No matter how you think about this number of people, it is impossible to compete with the hundreds of troops who are sticking to the city.

"Why does Master Apollo use siege warfare..."

Even without such favorable conditions, he is confident that he can win a big victory. Doesn't the god Apollo trust us? Hyacinthus felt dissatisfied with the main god.

Ignoring the members of the regiment who were rushing in and out, he sat on the throne at the back of the room with dissatisfaction. On the wall behind the throne is a family banner with a bow and arrow and the sun. This is because of his natural cleanliness, he ordered the members to clean the room and hang it up beautifully.

Sitting proudly on the throne, Hyacinthus snorted again.

"A boring game..."

On the other hand, the city is naturally bustling, all the pubs are open early in the morning, and vendors are set up in every corner of the street. The countless parchment paintings that grace the road to this day are the result of propaganda by the gods who got carried away. The content of the picture is the sun of the Apollo family