As soon as the little Draenei girl Dornan finished speaking, a huge abyss lord laughed wildly and waved his halberd, arrogantly breaking through the defense line of the mechanical guards. Maraad raised his war hammer and rushed towards the abyss lord. He was there

The Abyss Lord looked like a small insect before his eyes, but he still did not retreat. His whole body was wrapped with the radiance of the Holy Light, and he fought desperately with the Abyss Lord.

Behind him, civilian armed warriors were bathed in the light of the holy light. They roared and charged forward, but they still could not stop the demons pouring out of the gap opened by the abyss lord, and the battle line suddenly retreated.

Velen's eyes narrowed, he picked up the girl at his feet, and shouted to the Holy Light Chosen behind him:

"Escort our people away quickly! I'll... I'll stop them!"

As he spoke, a thick barrier of holy light shining with golden light enveloped Teledor, blocking the demons from advancing. The prophet took a deep breath and handed the little girl in his arms behind him.

A warrior, Dornan firmly grabbed the prophet's robe at this moment and screamed:

"I won't leave! The prophet will protect me. I want to go with him to find my father!"

After saying that, Dornan raised her head and looked at the old prophet. There were still tears on her cheeks. She looked at Velen like a kitten and asked in a low voice:

"You will protect me, right? Lord Prophet?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

The prophet looked at the demons rushing towards him and asked softly:

"Little Dornan, aren't you afraid of those demons?"

The little girl stretched out her head and glanced at the ferocious demon rushing towards her, the monster whose whole body was wrapped in flames. She was so frightened that she quickly retracted her head, but still gritted her teeth and said:

"You will protect me, I...I'm not afraid!"

This scene of Dornan holding on to his courage and unwilling to leave made Viren fall into a strong sense of déjà vu. Ten years ago, at the Karabo Temple, the people he protected also trusted him in this way, but

He ultimately failed them.

"Yrel..."

Willen muttered the name silently, closing his eyes. When those wise eyes opened again, those eyes were already filled with perseverance that had not appeared for a long time. He reached out and put Dornan on the ground and patted him.

He patted the little girl on the head and said with a gentle smile:

"Of course...I will protect you. This is my responsibility and this is my mission!"

Velen turned back and looked at the demons that were about to surround Teledor. He tightened his grip on the staff of the Redeemer. The prophet looked back at the civilians under the eco-ship who had not yet had time to evacuate.

He had voluntarily taken up arms and was bidding farewell to his children and relatives.

From the eyes of the people, he saw the anger and suppressed flames beating in the eyes of the escapees... The Draenei have escaped for too long. If they continue to escape, the will of the entire race will be destroyed.

"Real victory is never about living in a coquettish way... Real victory is about inspiring the courage in the people's hearts..."

"Buzz"

The buzzing sound without warning resounded throughout Teledor and Zangarmarsh at this moment. Forced into a corner by Magtheridon, the exhausted Grand Guardsman leaned on his weapon with difficulty and turned around.

It looked like, behind him, a pillar of holy light that penetrated the sky and the earth illuminated the entire battlefield of Teledor like a blazing flame, and the scorching and sacred energy swept across the entire battlefield like a storm.

In the golden light curtain, the low-level demons were burned to death, and the high-level demons screamed and fled, and the light gathered on the bodies of every tired warrior, and their broken armors were rendered with sacred runes.

, endless power and holy light were injected into their bodies. In the hottest core of the holy light, the prophet's hand, which was almost completely integrated with the light, held the little girl's hand. Like the incarnation of the holy light, he raised his hand high.

of staff.

Wishes of holy sparks twined around his body, and then he shouted in a low, determined voice:

"Draenei warriors! Advance! Fight back! The Holy Light is with you!"
Chapter completed!