"Bell..."

Hestia sadly put her hand on Bell's shoulder, and she also felt extremely sad to see these poor children die tragically by the blade of the same kind.

"I'm fine, Lord God, I'm fine."

Bell stood up slowly and said softly.

"They don't deserve to die here... those invaders, they are the deepest sins and must be eradicated... enemies of justice!"

"I need power, the power to execute this justice!!!"

Bell raised his head sharply, and boundless anger and ruthlessness appeared in his golden eyes.

"So... is this all planned by you?"

At the top of the Tower of Babel, Hermes quietly stared at the corpse that covered the square, considered his words for a moment, and asked Mu Feng next to him softly.

"No, I just knew that such a situation would happen, so I won't talk about it." Mu Feng said indifferently.

"The Alliance of Gods of War has never been under my control, at most it has only been influenced by me. And the berserkers who draw the blood of the God of War, even without my command, they will hunt down all cowards who try to flee the battlefield."

Besides, Mu Feng didn't need to do much at first. After provoking the fire of war, Lagia would inevitably force Bell to take an extreme path.

War has never been less extreme, only relatively less extreme. In the face of Lagia, who is extremely crazy, if Orari doesn't show enough madness, she will only be tortured and killed.

"Quiet!!!!"

Bell's roaring voice resounded throughout the square, and at the next moment, all gods, everyone, cast their eyes on him.

"We have nowhere to go, our ruthless enemies will not allow us to surrender - only war, only war in solidarity!"

Bell's body burst out with a dazzling holy light that was as dazzling as reality, and his dazzling gesture could almost blind others.

"Not for honor, not for wealth, just to survive! We must fight!!!"

"How do we fight those monsters?" someone asked

"We are not the opponents of those crazy monsters, what's more, we are not only facing a group of crazy legions, but... an empire!"

The "country" that they once regarded as a joke is now a mountain that oppresses everyone's head.

"The army of the Lagia Empire was resisted by the madness of the Weixian Forest, so for the time being they cannot send the army to come!"

Bell clenched his fists and said loudly

"As long as we can repel the enemy, we can leave Orari! Or attack the capital of the Lagia Empire while they are on their way - no matter what, we can find a way to survive!"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and at this desperate moment, the posture shown by Bell who stood up won them the greatest degree of obedience.

Many times a leader does not necessarily need absolute excellence. He can become a leader as long as he stands up as the one who decides when no one else can make a decision.

"And, I've found a way to get us enough to break the game."

Bell clenched his fists slowly and said solemnly.

"The road is hard and crazy, bad and scary... It's a road of no return, but it will give you powers you can't imagine."

"Whether you like it or not, come outside the cathedral in the evening and dusk. Those who are willing to fight, who are willing to grasp this only hope, stand by my side."

After all, Bell turned and left without looking back, no more confusion in the heavy pace, only deep obsession and dignity.

"If Zeus could see this scene, I really don't know what he would think."

Hermes looked at Bell like this and shook his head with a sigh

The Zeus family once put treasure on Bell, hoping to train him into a qualified hero - but the result is to develop a character that runs counter to the hero they expected.

But now Bell's words and deeds are perfectly in line with Zeus' expectations, and it can even be said to be too much.

"Maybe you can tell him the facts and let him rebuild Olympus?" Mu Feng said with a half-smile

"But first you have to survive the bad present -- and the worse future."

"Okay, I won't waste time with you, I guess... he should come to me."

The figure of Mu Feng slowly disappeared on the top of the Tower of Babel, and when it reappeared, it was already in the cathedral.

Sure enough, in just a moment, Bell rushed in, and before he could speak, Mu Feng showed a happy smile.

"Don't worry, everything is ready for you."

He stretched out his hand and waved, and a huge pool made of holy light crystal and Titan iron appeared in the center of the church, and not far away, a huge dragon-like, with broken wings, holding a slender magic spear The corpse was placed there.

This corpse is burning with inextinguishable demonic fire even in death, and the power in it is evident. Although it can't be compared with Mannoroth, it is definitely the best among the abyss lords!

"The corpse of the abyss lord Magtheridon, and the pool of light forging." Mu Feng spread his hands and smiled happily

"So, do you want fel power? Do you want holy light? Or...all?"

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Chapter 114. The Holy Light Has Never Been Broken

"I... want it all!"

After thinking for a while, Bell gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision!

The demon blood of fel energy has been strengthened a lot! Evil, scary, maddening! However, it has an advantage beyond the reach of the Lightcasting Ceremony - the universality of reinforcement!

Those who can become Lightcasters through the Lightcasting Ceremony are almost certain to have enough Holy Light affinity. However, even so, those who are selected by the Holy Light may not be able to survive the reshaping of the Lightcasting Ceremony. .

Individual lightcasters can't change the overall situation, Bell needs to let the rest of Orari get the power to compete with the crazy army!

There are not so many preconditions for the strengthening of the evil energy and blood. As long as you drink the blood, almost everyone can obtain the power of evil energy contained in it and make a qualitative leap in strength. That is undoubtedly a minority among the overall probabilities.

But the price of generalization is to let more people carry the terrible side effects of fel... but not as bad as Draenor.

There is no Burning Legion or Twisting Void in this world. The source of evil energy, like the Holy Light, is directly related to the universe, so even if it is disturbed by evil energy, the demon blood cannot do anything with great destructive power!

This is an extremely painful thing for Bell. To make a darling of the Holy Light have to create a group of monsters that are enemies of the Holy Light's nature, the shake caused by such a difference is like tearing him apart. Barbs of the soul.

The holy light that reflects the original heart cannot be deceived. People can deceive themselves, but they cannot deceive the answers given by their own essence and soul.

"This is the blood of Magtheridon, not Mannoroth, but the blood of the dead Pit Lord."

Mu Feng patted the corpse with its big **** on the ground, and was softly received.

"So the effect will not be as good as strengthening the Orcs, but the relative impact will be much smaller..."

There is a huge difference in the strengthening effect of dead demon blood and living demon blood, but there is no doubt that dead demon blood is used to strengthen more security.

In the plot of Lord of Draenor in 6.0, Gul'dan, who broke free from the captivity of the Iron Horde, used the blood of the corpse of Mannoroth who was beheaded by Hellscream to create the Fel Horde. In the official history period, but it can ensure that his own reason is not controlled by others.

Magtheridon is the Lord of Outland, under the command of Kil'jaeden, and cannot compare with Mannoroth in power. The blood effect of his dead is naturally weaker, but because of this, it is also safer.

"...There is one more question." Bell looked at the huge corpse of the abyss lord, silent for a moment, and said softly

"Did you kill this monster?"

"No, of course not." Mu Feng smiled and shook his head

"Going deep into the Temple of Karabor, slaying the warriors of a goddess who occupied the draenei sanctuary. They are far from the battlefield here, battling evils that Orari could not have imagined."

Bell nodded lightly, knowing that what Mu Feng was implying was probably Goddess Freya's family. He didn't ask much, didn't ask more about Azeroth's situation, and didn't ask why the goddess hadn't stood up to protect Orari.

Now he needs to concentrate even more, put aside all distractions and thoughts, and get ready to fight the enemy!

...

"This thing... is too dangerous!"

Mi He, who was invited to preside over the blending of demon blood, looked at the pale green liquid in the cauldron in front of him, just stirred it and smelled it lightly, and then he gave his evaluation with a dignified expression.

He can feel the powerful energy contained in this blood, which is full of destructiveness and uncertainty, like a violent wind!

And he can also see that this is the result of being diluted many times. It is hard to imagine how terrifying and terrifying the 'prime' of such blood will be.

"This is our only chance, Lord Mikh."

Bell scooped up a cup of viscous demon blood with a cup, looked at the surface of the undulating foam, and said solemnly.

"This blood will give our warriors great power! Allow us to protect our homeland from the monsters that invade Orari! I know it will have serious side effects - but what can be worse than death Oops?"

Mi-he's eyes are hesitant, he is a gentle god, so it is difficult for him to make such a bad potion that is obviously harmful to the human body.

But... Bell is right, there is no side effect worse than death, in order to repel those berserkers, they always need to take some extraordinary paths.

"I... alright." Mi He sighed, helplessly.

Bell nodded lightly and walked into the church.

The pool of light casting made of holy light crystals and titan iron has been filled with liquid that shines like liquefied gold. Bell almost drained himself and injected and activated those holy light crystals, so that these liquefied The power of the Holy Light filled the pool.

The three rows of people standing in front of the Pool of Light Casting are all people who believe in and get the enlightenment of the Holy Light from him.

The brilliance of the Holy Light shines on them, but the Holy Light does not give them the same powerful power as Bell.

Everything in this world can't escape the word talent, even the light that seems to be just and selfless.

"The place you are going to step into next will be very dangerous." Bell warned softly

"The process of the Lightcasting ceremony is very painful. Your flesh and blood will be burned and melted, and your soul will be tortured like a thousand knives. Then the pain of the remodeling will be even more intense - even so, will you accept it? "

No one quit, these people selected by the Holy Light are the most determined group of will and faith in Oraline, not to mention the last battle, they have no choice.

"it is good……"

Bell didn't know if he was relieved, or nodded helplessly, and then took off his clothes, revealing a rock-solid body with scars everywhere.

"I'll be the first one." Bell said softly, and then stepped into the pool of light casting

He is the Son of Light, and he doesn't actually need to perform such a dangerous act of light casting on himself. As time progresses, his body will sooner or later be transformed by the power of the Holy Light into an eternal and pure life like a naaru.

But he still stepped in here and chose to reshape his body - just to skip more time and get stronger power!

And... maybe a little bit of guilt, I chose self-torture to ease this anxiety.

Bell stepped into this radiant pool of light casting, and his whole body was immersed in this liquefied holy light.

As he said, this process... is extremely painful! ! ! !

Every piece of his flesh, every drop of blood, every bone, every piece of his body was dissolved and decomposed under the action of the liquefied holy light!

This terrifying pain was countless times more terrifying than Ling Chi's execution. The terrifying pain that spread throughout every part of the body stimulated Bell's soul.

But he endured it, just silently letting the holy light melt his body without making any sound.

If he can't stand it just at the beginning, then it's even more impossible for him to endure the pain later on.

The holy light destroyed his body little by little, but it didn't kill him, but at the same time it destroyed him and built a brand new body for him made of the material closest to the holy light.

The spirit and soul are still intact, and the remodeling begins at the moment of complete destruction.

Nerves, blood vessels, organs, muscles, all the parts of Bell's body have been reconstructed 100%, with the purest light substance.

In the process, Bell felt the burning of the soul that changed by seal cutting, and the enlargement of the senses that the whole body could not tolerate after the nerves were enlarged countless times!

"what!!!"

Even the tenacious Jobel let out a wailing of pain as if he was on the verge of death, and this torture-like scene also fell into the eyes of all those who wanted to participate in this light casting ceremony.

Unsurprisingly, many of them had expressions of fear and withdrawal. This pain makes this holy light also terrifying!

Bell continued to struggle in pain, wailing until he even forgot the concept of pain.

But he...still persevered.

I don't know how long it took, the pain all over the body dissipated, Bell slowly opened his eyes, and everything in front of him became completely different.

He no longer observes the world with pure material and color with shallow vision, he sees... more essence!

The wavelength of energy, the substance of matter, everything is presented in front of his eyes, and the broadened field of vision has raised his thinking to a higher level!

He stood up slowly, and what was revealed in the pool of dripping liquid holy light was a flawless body.

It is as if the best sculptors have used their skill and ability to carve the perfect statue, like pouring steel. Golden holy patterns spread all over his body, and the mighty power of holy light radiated from it.

And those eyes have also turned into the unique golden color of lightcasters - but this does not mean that his spirit is also controlled by Zela, and Bell, who has completed the lightcasting ceremony with his own holy light, is in the process of life. The level has taken a big step towards a pure life of holy light like Naru!

Perfect, sublime, divine, qualities that appear in such a being seem only words to describe.