"But now, we are halved in front of this group of natives and are natives of this group of primitive people, but what do they have? Axes and black magic? Are we defeated by such enemies? Why is it all? "

"In the final analysis, it's all because we are too weak and too weak."

"Our weakness lies not in technology and ability, but in our attitude and choice!"

"For a long time, we have been adhering to the way of the Holy Light, facing other races, we have always chosen to be patient, patient, and patient again, to live in peace with other people... even if it means being despised and insulted."

"After coming to Draenor, we tried to live peacefully with the orcs and ogres, so after establishing the city, we didn't expand everywhere. As a result, how did they deal with us?"

"In the beginning, in the face of the provocation and harassment of the orcs, all we did was drive them away, and did not punish them."

"Later, the ogres focused on our magic, so they attacked Shattrath, and were finally repelled by us, but it was only repelled, and we did not give them a fatal blow."

"Now, the orcs are also eyeing us, and what they want is our life, and this time, our strength can no longer drive them back. This is the price of blindness."

"As long as we were tougher at the beginning, we would give severe blows to those who dared to offend us, or directly drive all those who might threaten us out of our designated territory, and we will not lead to such an outcome until now. Even if the orcs have the instigation of the Burning Legion behind them, they may not have the courage to attack us."

"It's not like it is now, the important temple was destroyed by people, and a large number of people were slaughtered before realizing the danger."

"All of this is caused by your weakness!"

Yrel's words shocked and saddened the bishops headed by Velen.

To them, Yrel's idea is fundamentally rebellious, contrary to the draenei's way of light.

To kill them all and to drive the natives out of their habitats for safety is too cruel to them.

However, if you think about it carefully, according to Yrel's logic, the draenei really won't suffer the fate they are today--

If the draenei can slaughter every orc clan that dared to attack the draenei caravan, the orcs will not dare to attack the draenei until they are completely unified into a tribe.

And if the draenei can completely expel all the forces in the territory that can threaten them, then first of all, the tribe's raid on Shadowmoon Valley is completely impossible.

No matter what you think, until the Burning Legion personally takes action, Draenei will not end up trapped in Shattrath.

Even if the Burning Legion took the initiative, the draenei who had preserved the entire territory were still able to continuously transfuse blood to Shattrath from cities and villages in all directions, dragging the war into a war of attrition. In this way, unless the Burning Legion really summons a large number of main forces, the draenei who occupy the right place even have the possibility of victory.

Rather than being like this, except for one or two isolated cities, all the vitality is consumed, minerals, planting, fishing, hunting, production... a large number of resources belonging to the draenei are occupied by the orcs, except for the cities. Can't do anything but wait for death.

It can be said that for the Burning Legion, which is unwilling to mobilize the main force, the fraudulent acquisition of the orcs is definitely a wonderful move. This move turned the draenei's home game into an away game, and it was easily hit hard.

Of course, this also requires the cooperation of Vinylon, the "big gangster" among the Delaneys, to achieve this.

Chapter 1090

Just when the bishops wanted to refute Yrel, but didn't know what to say, Velen sighed long.

"Child, you are too extreme."

His voice was deep and full of disappointment for Yrel, as if he was lamenting how this draenei's "Star of Tomorrow" had come this far.

"I understand, boy, the reason why you are so excited is because you are thinking about our people. You lament the fate of the people and want to change it. This is good, boy, because you have something to care about in your heart, The things you want to protect, the people of Delaney are definitely in your heart. From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with Cure's choosing you to inherit his power-you have the most basic kindness."

His words are full of praise, but everyone knows that this is not his true attitude.

Speaking of this, Weilun's voice changed: "But, boy, you are too extreme."

"As a draenei, you have learned the way of the light from a young age. Should you remember the requirements of the light for us?"

"Kindness, justice, justice, guardianship and compassion."

Yrel gave the answer without thinking.

"You're right, kid, you do remember it clearly." Weilun smiled a little relieved, "This is the quality that the Holy Light requires us to follow, and it is also the moral standard that our Delaney people have always followed, but I want To remind you, these requirements are not just for the Draenei family."

Looking at the girl's questioning eyes, Velen explained.

"The Way of the Holy Light is not narrow."

"On the contrary, the way of the holy light is the correct way that everyone can follow and everyone can take refuge—the draenei should not only exercise the way of the holy light on their own people and treat anyone. , We should all use this as our code of conduct."

"We should not only treat the draenei with kindness, justice, justice, guardianship, and compassion, but also when dealing with orcs, ogres, arakkoa and other races. Just being kind to our own people is not true. Kindness, fairness towards the tribe is not true fairness..."

"The Way of the Holy Light is great and can tolerate everything. We draenei have a greater civilization than the orcs, but this does not mean that we are higher than them. They are equal to us. , So even if we treat them, we have to exercise the way of the Holy Light, just like the Naaru treated us."

"If the Naaru didn't have an open mind and let the justice and kindness of the Holy Light shine on us, we draenei would never have a chance to escape the clutches of the Burning Legion, would we?"

It can be said that Velen’s words are still very convincing. As the leader of the draenei, no one in the draenei clan has been immersed in the way of the holy light more deeply, matching his kind appearance and gentle voice, and The gracious breath of the Holy Light can be said to be much more credible than the Pope and his like on the earth.

I saw that the other bishops nodded after hearing his words, and even Ossar was a little shaken.

When Ye Ting was a little worried that Yrel would be fooled, Yrel just shook his head.

"No, you are wrong, Lord Prophet."

The girl's tone was quite calm, and she didn't seem to be affected by Vinylon's remarks at all.

"My teacher said a word, and I think it makes sense," said the girl, giving Ye Ting a light look. "He said,'Dazhi can help the world, and when he is poor, he can only take care of himself.' Naru could ignore Our own safety is in danger, and the idea of ​​carrying forward the holy light and helping the world helps us escape the hands of the Burning Legion. Of course I am grateful to them. But we are not Naaru."

"We are just the draenei, the survivors of the Eredans who have lost two-thirds of the tribe, the fugitives who have been hunted and killed by the Burning Legion for 10,000 years, and we have left the home planet with only one spaceship as a shelter. The wanderers of the earth, we can't even grasp our own destiny, so what qualifications do we have to serve as the race of Delano?"

"And, I have to say, Lord Prophet, you believe in the way of the Holy Light too much."

When these words were spoken, Vinylon's face changed drastically.

The girl in front of her was too bold and too rebellious.

Not only did she question the strategy of the draenei, but now she dare to question the way of the light?

But Yrel, regardless of his reaction, went on to say:

"The Way of the Holy Light certainly saved the draenei, but it also allowed you to narrow the vision of the draenei, confined to the Holy Light and unable to see other scenery."

"However, the world is not only made up of the Holy Light. The world is colorful, black and white. How can the mere Holy Light be able to explain it clearly?"

Having said that, she paused, her eyes drooping, as if she was remembering something.

"Through this experience of being captured and returning from escape, I understand a truth: the dazzling holy light warms people's hearts, but too hot light can also burn people's eyes. In this case, the shadow under the holy light is The hiding place-the light can never exist alone without the shadow-and the nature of the Naaru is revealing this to us."

As she said, she stretched out her white and tender hands.

In the left palm, a group of golden light shone, warm and enthusiastic.

In the right palm, the deep darkness seemed to absorb everything, cold and cruel.

The holy light that appeared in Yrel's left palm was nothing strange, but seeing the shadow energy appearing in her right palm, the pupils of those present shrank.

"That's... the power of shadows!"