[Chapter 314 A Tilan fell]

The only intact part of the Tilan capital was the castle, which became the most conspicuous target.

Countless people stood up again in a daze, feeling the golden light rain falling on their bodies. After the weak feeling gradually faded away, they habitually looked at the most conspicuous place. Although the

translucent figures with large wings passing by were very eye-catching, they still kept their eyes on the light ball in the distance.

“What is that?”

“What happened just now? What happened to me?”

“What happened to my home? What happened?”

“I remember… I seemed to be killed? Is it all an illusion?”

One after another stood up, including those killed by the Winter Knights. They wore tattered protective gear, holding weapons that were damaged or intact, and stood there with dull faces, looking at the terrifying black heavy armor knights not far away.

The first reaction was to throw away the weapons in their hands.

The clanging sound became one after another, and it also awakened many people who were still confused. Those who were resurrected first soon saw a scene that subverted their worldview: countless translucent figures flying in the air would stop at a certain position, then spread their hands to release a golden light, and then a living person would stand there. No

matter how embarrassed the person looked, as long as he stood there and bathed in the golden light rain for a while, he would soon become energetic and healthy.

There was even an old man who was obviously very old. After bathing in the light rain for a few seconds, he threw away his crutches in his hands, ran and jumped in surprise, and shouted: “I can run! I can also jump!”

“…”

Various bizarre scenes happened from time to time, but they did not make the incredible scene less magical, but made it even more incredible.

Many people who realized what was happening even pinched themselves secretly, wondering if they were dreaming.

Abelson was one of them.

His Majesty had straightened his back again. He felt that in the bathing of the golden light rain, his body had returned to the state of his youth.

But compared to everything that happened around him, this little change in himself was not worth mentioning at all.

“The true God…appeared?”

Watching the light ball not far ahead gradually fade, and David still floating in the air, Abelson began to doubt that the young Earl David Glamorgan was actually a god who came to the earth and played with the world?

Otherwise, there was no way to explain what was happening right now. Is it really possible for humans to resurrect the dead?

Even the high priests of the temple couldn’t do this with the power of God, right?

Until David landed again, the golden light and the light rain in the sky disappeared, and the translucent figures with big wings had long disappeared, and Abelson still didn’t come back to his senses.

When he reacted, he vaguely saw that many people were already kneeling on the ground praying. That pious look was what he hated the most, but now he could understand the behavior of this group of people.

David landed smoothly, and the strong feeling of weakness he had experienced not long ago came again, but the holy light in his body was not completely exhausted like last time. He even felt that after this time, his holy light could be improved a lot.

Without tangling up why this happened, David looked at Sophia, who was staring with eyes wide open and mouth wide open, and touched her head with his hand: “I didn’t save everyone, I have tried my best.” There were

many people standing densely on the ruins around, but these were not all the residents of the Tilan capital. Many of them could not be resurrected because their “souls” no longer existed, and there was no one to be resurrected.

Including the second prince Felix, the souls of these people seemed to be detonated as part of the “magic bomb”.

This was also an important factor in the destruction of the capital of the Tilan Kingdom so thoroughly. Not only the facilities, equipment and some accessories, but even some “people” who were infiltrated by them were part of the bomb.

As a result, almost every area of the entire capital was covered, which was also an important reason why only David and the people around him survived in the end.

“Ah, no, this is incredible… You actually saved everyone!”

Sophia came to her senses and covered her mouth with her hands, her face full of disbelief. Just as her personal guard knight Magnolia judged, Sophia was indeed frightened by the shocking tragedy. She just instinctively asked David for help. The remaining rationality in her mind was actually reminding her that this was simply impossible.

Unexpectedly, David actually resurrected all… or most of them.

In fact, not only Sophia was shocked, but also several people who were very familiar with David were also shocked. Even Sylvanas, who had witnessed the “true strength” of David, the incarnation of Holy Light, did not expect David to be able to do this.

Although Holy Light has a very powerful “healing ability”, resurrection is a matter of another level.

Even in Azeroth, where all kinds of magical events are endless, such things are extremely rare. The occasional examples seem to emphasize how difficult it is to truly resurrect a dead person.

As for the Holy Light Sect, from its birth to the present, she has not heard of any Holy Light user who has truly resurrected the dead. (PS: This is about resurrection, not light-forged undead or turning into light-forged creatures. In the official plot, it seems that the only person who really used Holy Light to resurrect the dead is Anduin resurrecting Varian?) Even

if there are a few successful resurrection examples, David’s performance today is still too amazing.

Because David resurrected most of the dead in a city, this kind of power is probably not enough to describe even the incarnation of the Holy Light. Maybe David is the Holy Light itself, or even a greater existence than the Holy Light?

Sylvanas felt that she should not reject Laura’s suggestion to her. At present, staying in Winter City for a long time is definitely more promising than returning to Quel’Thalas to be an ordinary ranger general.

Jaina was also thinking about what David’s true identity was? Anyway, she didn’t think David was a human! It’s just that she is not a believer in the Holy Light, and it’s impossible for her to kneel on the ground and pray like the Paladin Floyd and the Holy Light Priest Casillas next to her.

Turning her head to the side, she happened to look at Laura: “You are not shocked by the miracles created by the Holy Light?”

If I remember correctly, isn’t Laura Croft a Holy Light Hunter?

As a believer in the Holy Light, she actually behaved so calmly? Are you a fake Holy Light believer?

In fact, Laura was shocked, but her experience was special. She had seen too many things that broke her worldview, and she herself was not a loyal believer in the Holy Light, so she recovered quickly.

Instead, the reactions of the people around her made her feel more interesting. For example, Sylvanas, she could see clearly the regret she felt at that moment, and she shouldn’t be bored for some time in the future.

“Maybe I’m used to it!”

After casually dealing with Jaina, Laura looked at the residents of the capital of Tiran who gradually gathered around. These people had all kinds of identities, including civilians, free farmers, small vendors in the outer city, merchants in the inner city, servants and retainers of nobles, as well as real nobles and many soldiers of the Kingdom of Tiran.

More and more people gathered, but no one started to make a noise. As time passed, these people gradually understood what was happening. Even if they didn’t understand it, they heard it from the people around them.

After experiencing such a magical thing as resurrection from the dead, everyone was still in a state of fragmented worldview. At this time, they urgently hoped that someone could give them some clear instructions and tell them what to do?

Everyone turned their eyes to David, the ‘god’ who resurrected them!

“Now, how are you going to deal with this situation?”

“…”

David looked around. In fact, he had a lot of ideas, but he didn’t know whether to get rid of His Majesty King Abelson first.

Unexpectedly, David was still considering giving some face to His Majesty the King, but His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Tilan had already figured out many things.

“Do it the way you want!”

Abelson had been scheming against nobles and officials for decades. He grew up in this environment since he was a child, so he could naturally sense David’s thoughts.

Moreover, he felt that David had no intention of hiding it at all. This ‘special existence’ might not have cared about the ‘rules of the game between humans’ at all.

The other party did not announce anything directly, which was already giving him face as a king. This might be because of Sofia.

If he was still entangled in the identity of the king, the minister, and the majesty of the monarch at this time, it would not only be ungrateful, but also ignorant of life and death!

He believed that even if David did not take action himself, as long as he slightly offended this god, there would be people around who were willing to do it for him, and beat him to death on the spot, the king who brought the entire kingdom into the abyss and caused the people of the city to be blown to death – even if one person picked up a stone and threw it at him, it would be enough to smash him into a pulp.

“Tilan no longer exists…”

Although it was unclear what a being like David wanted to do?

But Abelson didn’t care about these things at all. He was ready to provide David with all the support he could, and quietly waited for David to kill the Temple and avenge Tiran.

Seeing that His Majesty Abelson had expressed it so bluntly, David didn’t need to continue pretending to be polite. Looking at the dense crowds around him, he was ready to pack up everyone here and take them back to Winterfell.

As for how to migrate so many people to Winterfell without any supplies? This little thing was not difficult for Jaina Proudmoore, a wizard who was good at large-scale teleportation magic.

Although Tiran was dead, winter is coming!

(End of this chapter)