Yrel stretched out his little hand curiously and touched the big guy he was riding.
It is a Triceratops, and it seems to be a close relative of Direceratops and Stegosaurus. It looks gentler than its two relatives.
The young defensive officer could feel that it had its own spirituality. When Yrel stroked it, it would release a faint aura of pleasure.
Because when Yirel touches it with her little hands, some holy light will be brought to her hands. She hopes that this can reduce some fatigue when it carries her on such a difficult road.
Yrel liked this triceratops very much. It reminded her of the thunder elephant named Caimon that her sister used to pull goods when she was in Draenor.
Camon had been killed by the orcs during the Orc War. Yrel and his sister escaped into the Storm Fortress of Adal and survived. Sometimes her sister would talk about Camon.
My sister often says: "There is no better thunder elephant or better means of transportation than Camon."
Yrel doesn't think so.
She had let her ride this triceratops for a day and a night, and its performance made the young garrison very fond of it.
She felt it was no better than poor Camon.
"Perhaps I can give you a name." She said softly in Draenei, which the triceratops could not understand.
As for what name to choose, she hasn't decided yet.
"The light is justice,"
"The light is wisdom,"
"The Holy Light is Faith,"
"The Holy Light is Hope,"
"The Holy Light is everything!"
"..."
The passionate troll language came from the side, and Yrel, who was stroking his triceratops, couldn't help but raise his head and look ahead.
The two behemoths walked side by side.
At one end is a dark red Tyrannosaurus.
The other one is a Direceratops.
On the body of the Tyrannosaurus sits the commander of this army. On the body of the Direhorn sits the military commander of the draenei.
These two people were discussing something, and the discussion might have reached a heated point.
Lord Akama, the Draenei military commander who is already able to speak very proficient in troll language, Yrel felt that his voice was very exciting.
She agreed with Lord Akama's words just now and the defense commander's understanding and definition of the Holy Light.
Yrel's mentor, the prophet Velen, taught her for the first time. When he explained the existence of the Holy Light to her, the Prophet said this: "The Holy Light is life, and life is the Holy Light. We come from the light, and in the end we will end."
Will return to the light."
Holy Light is everything.
This is how Yrel understood his mentor's words.
Marching in the jungle is boring.
Lord Akama often discusses the Holy Light with that person... Yrel couldn't help but look at the Troll King on the Ravager Queen.
She respects the Troll King from the bottom of her heart, he is powerful and kind.
He helped Delaney, and he saved Adal. Faced with the threat of invading the world, he led his tribe and army to be the first to stand up.
No matter which angle he looked at, Yrel felt that it was difficult to find fault with him.
There was only one thing about him that she and many draenei cared about.
That is His Majesty the Troll King. His attitude towards the Holy Light is too casual!
Such as now.
The Troll King said to His Excellency Akama: "Sir, please look up at the sky. Yes, that's right. The light transmitted through the gaps in the leaves, is it holy light?"
Akama hasn't answered yet.
Yirel couldn't help but subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the light from the gaps between the leaves in the jungle during the day shone on her hand.
Hot, golden, warm, and simply feels no different from the Holy Light.
Yrel felt that this was a little different from the sunlight in Draenor. The sunlight on this planet called Azeroth made the draenei feel warmer.
"What do you want to say?" Akama said. "Daylight is daylight."
"I want to say," Tonatiu said softly. "I think the Holy Light is not a religion. It is a philosophy and a way of life that gives its followers strength and spiritual guidance."
"For those who truly understand the Holy Light, faith is not the worship of a god, but the practice of it by example."
The words of the God King did not mean to belittle the Holy Light in the slightest, but the denial of the Holy Light in his words still made the surrounding Draenei feel uncomfortable.
"With all due respect!" Akama couldn't help but said. "What is your belief?"
"Ask me about my faith? Haha~" Tonatiu smiled. "Before telling me about my faith, I think we should discuss it. What is faith? Can you answer this question for me?"
"Faith is the Holy Light! Faith is everything!" Yrel whispered quietly behind him.
"That's right!" Akama turned his head to look at the little defender with admiration, and said to Tonatiu: "She is right. Holy light is everything!"
Tonatiu shook his head helplessly.
"I think the most basic concept of faith is emotional and sensory feeling, which is evidence of the connection between the self and the world."
The God King said quietly.
It's not just the draenei.
The surrounding trolls and kaldorei were also listening. Lord Shandris Feathermoon was listening in rapt attention.
"Only when we can feel emotions can we know that we exist. Where emotions emerge, there is some kind of power."
"This power is the foundation of our existence. With it, we can feel the existence of this world."
"It affects us and changes the way we perceive."
"With this change in emotional perception, we can also perceive the world. And faith is the strengthening of this power and perception."
"Faith will cast an anchor point in our inner world. With this anchor point, even if we deviate from the direction, we can return to the original place."
"I think this is faith."
"The anchor in the hearts of the draenei is the Holy Light; the anchor in the hearts of the Kaldorei is Elune and nature; the anchor in the hearts of the goblins is money and profit; the anchor in the hearts of the Zandalar trolls is
Loa and the ancestors..."
"The anchor points of the New Zul Empire are Tona and Tiu."
Tonatiu's words came out of his thoughts, what if the opponent was not the draenei, kaldorei and Zandalari trolls, but goblins or earthlings.
It just feels like meaningless moaning. If you don’t have time to think about this, you might as well make more money.
But for these Azeroth races, these words were spoken by him, a leader who practiced them. Their power is no less than Tyrande, Malfurion said it in Kaldorei; or Velen and Nar
Rue said it among the draenei; or the Loa and the ancestral spirits said it among the trolls.
The atmosphere calmed down.
Tonatiu fell silent.
Akama was speechless.
Shandris was thoughtful.
The surrounding Kaldorei, trolls, and draenei also fell silent.
The only sounds left were the marching footsteps of dinosaurs and soldiers.
suddenly.
The Draenei priest next to Yrel is the Blainei battle priest carrying a hammer and shield.
She asked softly: "Dear King Tonatiu, what is your belief?"
Yrel couldn't help but look at his companion.
Yrel knew her.
She seemed to be one of the Auchenai priests, about the same age as herself, and her name seemed to be Turani.
"my faith?"
Tonatiu actually didn't want to answer this question. He just made such a long conversation just to avoid answering Akama's question.
"Do you believe in Tona and Tiu?" Even Shandris couldn't help but ask him.
Everyone around looked at him with attention.
The Troll King gritted his teeth.
It's impossible not to answer.
Then keep licking.
"My faith is Azeroth! I love her! I believe that Rentona and Tiu exist for Him!"
"Yes! I believe in our planet! Anyone who dares to harm it will be my enemy!"
"He is our home. If we don't even believe in our home, what else is there to believe in?"
"Delaenei believe in the Holy Light, but they lose their home again and again!"
"The Kaldorei believe in nature and Elune, but their home is no longer the home it once was."
"Trolls? We once protected our home and our world. Then we fell for tens of thousands of years. Now it's time for us to start protecting the world again!"
"For Azeroth!"
Tonatiu almost roared when he said this.
After yelling.
I don't know if it's an illusion.
He felt that everything around him was more friendly.
