Chapter 136 Draenor Does Not Need Extra Suns

On the destroyed buildings in the north of Skettis, the high-ranking arakkoa drove the exiles to build a high platform. Under the coercion of the arakkoa's double blades, the exiles were unwilling to be reduced to hard labor, and when they were exhausted, they were taken to the high platform to be "purified".

Bloodstains and bones, it was the Rukma believers who were known for their kindness that caused all this to happen.

In front of the stake in the center of the platform.

Laxix flapped his wings, flew in the sky, and announced to the crows "the oracle from Rukma", "Now, it has been the third millennium since the sun goddess ascended to the sky."

"Under the favor of the goddess, the Apexis Empire has become the eternal and only master of the sky world. We stand in the sky and overlook the lower races on the land."

"But now, these sinners have tarnished the glory of the sons of Alanka. They have lost their wings, no longer believe in the goddess, and have been cursed by the gods. They hide in dark corners to spread their doctrines and seduce more sons of Alanka."

"Now, I will reveal the oracle of the goddess. She said, purify the heretics!"

"Come on, devout believers, please purify these heretics with the sacred fire of Rukma!"

Although they were once of the same race, although he knew that the exiles became like this not because of the curse of the gods, and although he was a benevolent believer of the sun goddess, what does it matter? His eyes were full of cruelty, as if the gods he believed in were the evil gods swallowed by Anzu.

What he likes most is to burn these crowmen who can't fly to the sky.

In the face of this kind of pleasure of life and death, misinterpreting the doctrine is nothing.

The crowmen exiles in the audience have begun to look uneasy since they heard the word "purification", and they trembled all over when facing the crazy shouting of Rukma believers.

Finally, one crowman exile couldn't hold on any longer. He threw the amulet in his hand to the ground, knelt in front of the high-level crowman, and kowtowed repeatedly: "I have always been a devout believer of the goddess. Merciful God, please forgive my previous ignorance. I will never again..."

Laxix's face was not moved at all. He was the son of Alanka, who was high above, and a crowman who could fly. What was that thing in the audience? What was he talking about?

What? You said he was also a fellow tribe before, who said that? Stand up, he can't even fly, how can he be called my fellow tribe?

His face was full of compassion, as if he had heard the Crow Man exile's plea, "You said you are a devout believer of the goddess?"

"Yes, yes..."

"Then let's start with him."

The quacking sound was annoying.

What?

Lasix's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Why don't you send him to see the goddess!?"

At this moment, the other high-level Crow Man who were watching rushed forward, tied up the Crow Man exile, and pressed him aside.

Lasix, who had not stepped on the ground for a long time, landed on the ground. He spat at the exiles and announced the latest doctrine of Tongtian Peak passionately: "You are shadows. There is no room for shadows under the glory of the goddess. You are now cursed, and the corrupt blood will spread among your descendants. Now, the only way for you to be redeemed is to be purified obediently, and nothing else is needed!"

The high-level Crow Man cheered loudly, but the exiles looked ashen.

They are doomed.

This is power!

That's what I mean!

This is the oracle!

Lashix took a torch from the servant, waved it, and threw it under the stake in the center of the stage.

"Take these sinners up and purify them with the goddess's fire!"

Lashix couldn't help but sneer, "Cremation is the best funeral ceremony, you are lucky."

Although Anzu's believers prefer tombs.

With a rumble.

It was not the sound of torches burning and exiles screaming, but lightning and thunder, and the storm awakened.

Nergo was not interested in listening to him talk more about his doctrine that had been seriously tampered with by the Anhar sect of Tongtian Peak.

He silently released a lightning arrow at the moment when the high-level crow man started the execution.

"Hehe, I heard that you are believers of the sun god."

Nergo walked out of the wind, revealing a face with wind and thunder.

"Coincidentally, I am also a religious person in a sense, and I came here specially today."

The wind and rain were raging, and the thunder continued.

The clouds were dense, and the lightning flashed.

Nergo sneered, "But now it seems that the belief in the sun god is just like the crowmen of Tongtian Peak, with no merit."

"What did you say?" Lashix screamed, "Invader!? Kill him!"

At once, Rukma's followers rushed forward.

"Don't join in the fun if you are not worth mentioning."

There is not even a spellcaster in this group of people. What's the point of holding two broken war blades?

Nergo waved his hand, and they flew back at a faster speed than they flew here.

"Is this your doctrine?"

"Then you should take a good look at the shaman doctrine of the orcs!"

The sun god doctrine that burns people at the slightest disagreement is too rude. You should believe in the shaman doctrine that kills the whole family at the first sight.

Nergo stared at Lashix quietly. He has always been interested in the light magic of the crowmen, or the sun magic.

Is it pure holy light, or the light magic of the online literature in the Qianlong period.

ps: Fantasy novels a long time ago always had villains like the God of Light and the Church. In my impression, light, darkness, space, etc. were either exclusive to the protagonist or the villain in that era.

"Another heretic." Lashix was shocked. So many warriors lost their combat ability in an instant?

He roared loudly, "See! This is the evil demon summoned by the heretic. They want to use the shadows brought by the dark clouds to cover the sun's light. Come on, believers, destroy him!"

Oh no, I'm a demon.

But it seems quite interesting.

Nergo looked at the fanatical believers who were still able to stand up and were about to rush to him. He raised the sword in his hand, and lightning condensed from the sword edge to form a lightning chain.

The crows could no longer rush up this time. This time Nergo did not hold back. Their bodies have become part of the earth.

"Gah, we are saved!"

"Gah, that high-level crow man is going to run!"

"Gah..."

"Stop gagging, can't you control your mouth? Gah."

Well, he is a crow man after all, so it is normal for him to make bird calls.

Seeing Lashiks running away, Nergo's lower body turned into wind, and he flew up to the sky with the wind to chase him. His target was this kid, so how could he let him run away?

Lashiks was a little annoyed, and a golden light flashed in his hand, with a blazing flame temperature on it, as if he had borrowed the flame of the sun.

"Wrath of the Sun."

He held the golden light in his hand and stretched out his palm to fly towards Nergo.

Nergo is a shaman ascender, and even more a warrior. He wants to fight in melee? Nergo will fight him in melee!

He held the sword in one hand and was about to pierce Lashiks' body.

And Lasix is ​​indeed a tough guy in Draenor. He didn't hesitate to grab Nergo's blade with his hands and put the Sun's Wrath on Nergo.

"I can only say that this move is very ordinary." Nergo disappeared instantly.

"Teleport?" Lasix was stunned. No, it's not. It's just an extremely fast speed, so fast that it's similar to teleportation.

It seems even more outrageous...

Nergo was a little disappointed. He thought the so-called sun magic would give him a surprise, but now it seems to be just the natural spells of the druid.

Come to think of it, after all, this is Draenor, and it's normal to have a spell related to nature.

In another moment, Nergo came in front of Lasix, stretched out his hand to grab his hand, and cut it off with a sword.

"Anything else?" He asked in confusion, "If that's all, then I advise you to go and learn from Rukhmar."

"Damned heretic." Lashix's eyes fell on Nergo. He didn't know what hatred this monster who claimed to be an orc had with him, but he knew that he was very strong.

He swung the war blade again, but he couldn't even save his only remaining hand.

He fell to the ground in pain, unable to fly into the sky. Soon he would die on the ground with the exiles he despised.

Looking at the blood and scattered feathers in front of him.

"Sunshine." He whispered in a low voice, and a ray of sunlight broke through the dark clouds, blessing the believers of the sun god.

He knew that he might have to die, but at this last moment he did not resist, but sincerely prayed to Rukhmar that his soul would return to the sky after his death.

His arm began to stop bleeding, and his blood began to flow back to his body.

"Healing spell?" Nergo was even more disappointed. It seemed that this spell was completely defeated by the Holy Light Flash.

He lost interest and cut off his head cleanly.