nashuaworldcup Chapter 680 Stance and Logic
Chapter 680 Stance and Logic
Some skills are incredibly powerful, but as long as you run out of range, you won't be attacked.
Lorraine's artifact, the Mirror of Truth, possesses a barrier power no less than, if not greater than, that of the Luna Orbital Cannon, and even more monstrous. Unfortunately, it also comes with many limitations and comes at a great cost.
In comparison, the cost of Sandys & General Feathermoon's move, "Prayer of the Moon Goddess," is not high.
This is completely illogical. The Moonfire and Star spell, which most Moon Priests know, has been transformed into a Moon God Orbital Cannon in her hands.
This is Elune's favoritism and mercy...
This move has saved the lives of his fellow countrymen on numerous occasions, and has helped him withstand the onslaught of demon armies and orc raids.
Because of the heavy killing involved, each release would consume a large amount of Sandy's divine power, and each time she needed to pray and repent for several months.
Only then can one regain the Moon Goddess's divine message and favor, and once again activate the Annihilation Spell.
However, if one simply prays and repents to the moon goddess after committing murder, claiming that one is acting on behalf of heaven and in the name of purification for the sake of life's justice, the moon goddess priest will immediately receive divine blessings and be freed from negative effects such as being haunted by vengeful spirits and curses.
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It has to be said that this is far too obvious a bias and absurd.
Admittedly, it seems dishonorable to take actions that violate justice and righteousness for the sake of one's own people and compatriots.
However, in any world, that is the self-evident underlying logic.
So-called logic follows the laws of the jungle, the survival of the fittest, and hierarchy...
Only a race that is truly kind and respects life will understand that many choices do not need grand reasons, but are driven by instinct and stance.
Especially those who stand with conscience have a greater sense of justice.
On the contrary, without empathy, without basic understanding and respect for life, without a benchmark, and with only simple altruism and pretentious repentance, it is actually a performance by the devil to fool the world and mock justice.
What pleases them most is seeing some self-proclaimed enlightened individuals, who think they are very knowledgeable and insightful, able to see the truth and reality, betray their own kind, believe in the theories of evil, and willingly sacrifice everything to attack their very foundation.
The wicked believers who thought themselves devout and just eventually burned to ashes, and the devil pointed at their bones and said, "Look at these utterly foolish hypocrites; they were our servants long ago."
They all treat us as gods, as guiding lights, as beacons, as just gods... They are just like the so-called manufactured angels—heartless, loveless, and ignorant tools and ornaments.
So-called saints are all killers who have been praised and nurtured by demons.
With their biased and fixed standards, they abandon the very foundation of life itself, and make some seemingly righteous but false tolerances. They are generous with other people's money, and arbitrarily decide everything regardless of species or circumstances, and show tolerance and benevolence on behalf of others.
They commit absurd and shameless acts, harm lives, and disregard true equality.
In reality, they are even more despicable than demons; they are the disguised executioners of the life faction.
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Are Sandy and Hazuki those kinds of people?
No, she is an elite force of the night elves, a backbone of their protection. The night elf sentinels, with their faith in the moon goddess and druidic customs, are fundamentally driven by the survival of their own race. Her hatred for the Horde is natural.
Sandy's honor and conscience stemmed from her instinctive perception of life.
Most night elves are devout and kind, following Elune. However, when it comes to racial conflicts, the distribution of benefits, and even territorial disputes, they are warriors and tools of killing. This does not violate the principles of the Life Faction.
Life and death are inherently one.
Without filters, Lorraine felt that the night elves seemed no different from the descendants of the dark trolls of the Death Tribe whom he had taken in yesterday.
It's just a glamorous and powerful entity, seemingly possessing faith, territory, and a so-called civilization—that is, an army, cities, and culture.
A primitive and backward society, having lost divine protection and its homeland, was exiled, slaughtered, and enslaved. It abandoned its fighting instincts, reverted to its primitive state, lost its fighting spirit, and gradually perished.
The Broken Spear tribe, descendants of the dark trolls, derives their name from their desire to live a carefree life without having to fight wild beasts with spears, but rather to dance by the lake, farm, and fish.
However, the truth is that there is nowhere to hide in Azeroth.
The dark trolls hiding in the troll village were not only cursed by an unknown force, but they themselves also chose to lie low and hide. As a result, they were attacked by their own kind, their former kind, humans, or other greedy adventurers.
Lorraine herself could easily destroy the Broken Spear tribe's villages, bringing them to the brink of destruction.
The curse mark on Lorraine's right hand had faded; the blood pact with the Tiger God, also known as the Leopard God, and the Fang Village Chief, had not been completely broken. Lorraine, who had promised to save the village, had actually left behind ruins; he had even remotely awakened the remains of the trolls' ancestors.
A large group of dark troll mummies were slowly approaching the train station where the underground city was located on a mountain path outside the underground city.
The scouts had already spotted a large number of undead creatures emerging from the entrance at the edge of the Storm Altar. They couldn't determine the destination of these undead creatures, nor would they easily stop them.
"Natural disaster has struck, and the plague of the dead is spreading."
This news will surely reach the ground quickly, to the Crossroads, back to Orgrimmar and Thunder Bluff, to the human refugee camps on Theramore Island, and to the Kul Tiran naval defenses at the Northern Castle...
Lorraine hid in the arms of the old shaman, the Howling Master, who, along with a group of shamans, erected a shield of earth, with everyone channeling their power into it.
It's somewhat like a spirit bomb, but it also seems to be a protective barrier jointly created by shamans and druids.
The thin layer actually resisted most of Sandy's Moonfire spell.
The moonfire seemed to grow stronger, the beams of light descending from the sky thickening, and the spellcaster chanted incantations with his eyes closed. Sandys clearly wasn't going to stop, and the two sides were locked in a stalemate, with the tribe members, including the mediator, the Red Mist Venerable, finding themselves at a disadvantage.
Within the Moonfire's range, spanning a full three hundred yards, only white bones lay on the ground.
"If this continues, we'll run out of magic and die anyway. What should we do? We have to stop her. My Wind Shears are immune."
“Yes, I’ve seen this move several times before. Sandys & Feathermoon are dangerous people. I think the Alliance sending her is a provocation... completely lacking in sincerity.”
"Sigh, now is not the time to discuss this. She has entered a meditative state to communicate with the moon goddess. Her spell will not stop until all targets within range are killed. I know this very well..."
"Venerable Crimson Mist, you asked me to protect this young friend for the time being. You just whispered to me that he has something we need on him?"
"Yes. Barbaras & Squinty-Eyed Lord, hurry up and take that thing out, or we'll miss our chance..."
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