Gain the power of Saitama at the beginning of the game

"Commander Lothar, someone wants to see you?"

"Oh? Who is it? Karen?" Losa stopped writing and looked up at the person who came.

"Archbishop of Holy Light Alonsus Faol!"

When Losa heard this, he stood up immediately.

"Quick, take me there!"

The two soon arrived at a command room in Stromgarde. As soon as they opened the door, Lothar saw a white-haired and kind-faced old man sitting at the conference table!

Losa walked over quickly and performed a respectful ceremony.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Archbishop Fao!"

"Me too, Commander Lothar!" The older Faol responded very quickly.

"Excuse me, what brings you here at this time? What's the matter?" Lothar asked Alonsus Faol curiously.

The person in front of me is of extremely noble status!

His believers are spread throughout the human world. It can be said that 60% of human beings believe in the Holy Light!

It can even be said that his voice among the people of Lordaeron is sometimes more useful than that of Terenas!

"Lothar, I'll make it short!

Where does your holy light come from?" Alonsus Faol looked at Lothar with burning eyes!

"..."Losa was silent. He didn't want to answer this question in his heart!

Someone had asked him this question before, but he always refused to answer!

His holy light is completely different from Alonsus Faol's holy light!

Losa looked at the sincere old man in front of him, and although he was an old man himself, he showed respect and finally decided to let him observe.

Lothar slowly stretched out his right hand, and a blood-gold light began to shine in the palm of his hand!

Old Master Fao looked at the golden holy light mixed with a hint of scarlet, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes...

"Is this... holy light? Why do I sense a sense of destruction? Is this... considered blasphemy? Holy light is above!"

"Archbishop, power does not distinguish between good and evil, but between the people who use it!" Lothar looked at him with a serious look in his eyes.

The latter was shocked all over. The thought from a week ago kept lingering in his mind. After hearing Losa's words, he finally understood!

Fao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Lothar. Perhaps my old bones can still make some contribution to mankind. By the way, can I meet that person?"

Lothar shook his head.

"Ah... well, this mysterious Emperor of the Dark Night Empire is really hard to see!"

Losa smiled lightly and did not respond!

Fao also turned around and prepared to leave. When he reached the door,

"Lothar, what is your profession called now?"

“【Paladin】!”

"What a good name! Your holy light is unique and cannot be copied, but the holy light of our Holy Light Church can produce batches of [Paladins], so I would like you to observe my blessing ceremony! And I will set up an organization to lead these [Paladins], called the [Silver Hand Knights]. Their existence will add strength to the cause of mankind!"

"It's my pleasure, Archbishop!"

creak,

The wooden door was opened.

Alonsus Fao raised his feet and slowly left the meeting room!

Lothar looked at Alonsus' back and his eyes narrowed slightly!

"[The Knights of the Silver Hand]?"

……

Just as the course of history began to unfold,

Far away in the palace of the Dark Night Emperor on the continent of Kalimdor,

Salvador, whom everyone wants to see, is now squatting and staring at a pile of chicken bones in a daze!

This is a roast chicken he just ate.

It weighs five kilograms, quite fat!

"Undead chicken?"

Salvador stretched out a finger and pointed at a bone, and a black light directly enveloped the entire pile of bones!

A moment later, an undead chicken with only bones left stood in front of him!

Salvador looked at the ghost fire that was burning in the chicken's skull and fell into deep thought!

He has been experimenting with the idea of the Holy Light Undead, but unfortunately, after trying all the animal skeletons, none of them can withstand the coexistence of Holy Light and death!

"Is Alonsus the only one who is special? And that Calia Menethil?"

"What about Arthas? If he becomes a Death Knight, and I turn him into an Undead Paladin, will something interesting happen?"

"Hmm...it seems like I can do something with it!"

"Hey, brother, what are you mumbling about?"

A voice interrupted Salvador's thoughts, and he said without turning his head,

"Illidan, are you done with the academy?"

"Hmph, bro, what are you busy with? I just heard that you were back, so I came to see you! How is it? Is the human kingdom fun, bro?"

"It's not that interesting. Compared to us, humans are too poor!"

"Uh..., then why do you go to the Eastern Kingdom every day?"

"Isn't this nothing to do? Just killing time when I'm bored!"

"Nothing? When will you give me a nephew or niece? Isn't this a serious matter?"

When Salvador heard this, he thought, well, this guy will induce labor every time he meets her.

The one who is doing this is Aunt Wang who is in charge of giving birth!

"Brother, you see my brother has tried hard for ten thousand years, but he is too strong and can't have children?" Salvador said helplessly.

"Then why don't you lower your strength, for example, retreat to the legendary level?" Illidan said quietly.

"Uh... you are so smart! I have been thinking about it for ten thousand years and I still haven't thought of it, but you have thought of it?"

Salvador looked at Illidan with an idiotic expression.

The latter was quite happy when he heard it at first, but soon realized that this was an insult to himself!

The corner of his mouth twitched,

The corner of his eye twitched, and a pair of moon-shaped blades burning with blazing flames instantly appeared in his hands.

Close your eyes.

never mind!

If you can't beat me, just blame it on yourself!

Then he slowly put away his weapon...

Salvador looked at him with a smile on his face.

"What? No more action?"

"I can't beat you even if I move, you're too talkative!"

Then, the two began to return to the formal topic.

"Brother, can our country be born now?"

"Ah? Coming out? Why do we need to come out? Aren't you afraid that once we come out, everyone will unite and rob us?"

"Aren't you here? If anyone wants to rob you, one punch from you is enough! Give Azeroth a big split, it's not impossible for you now!"

"No, what's the point of bullying the weak? My journey is to the stars and the sea!"

"Uh... what are the stars? What is the big sea? Azeroth has not even been unified yet!"

"Uh... give them some living space. I don't like other races in my country. Those who are not of my race must have different hearts!"

"Okay~_~ I can't argue with you. You have so many tricks. I really don't know where you learned all that!" Illidan was really impressed by this big brother!

I really don’t know what he wants to do?

As if remembering something, Illidan curled his lips and said,

"The War Science and Technology Department has almost completed the research on the magic tank, and it will be ready for mass production next month. As for the airplane you mentioned, the magic engine project has been assembled and it will be ready for mass production next year!"

Hearing this, Salvador's eyes lit up instantly.

The spark that had been dormant in my heart for many years gradually ignited!

The next second, the whole person turned into a white sword light and rushed into the sky, flying towards Tanaris at a terrifying speed!

"Tsk tsk, you haven't changed after all these years, you're still so impatient..." Illidan looked at his departing elder brother with envy.

"【Sword Immortal】?

How cool!