Chapter Eleven: The Holy Light Forsook Me

The God of the Lynx, one of the Loa deities worshiped by the Amani Trolls.

In those days, when the trolls were defeated by the joint forces of humans and elves in the Troll Wars, their ancient empire ceased to be the mighty power it once was.

One of the sources of the trolls’ strength was their Loa deities, several of whom were grievously wounded by the magic of elves and humans during that great conflict. They could only retreat into the ruins of their primordial forest cities, slowly licking their wounds.

This is the true reason the Amani Trolls have not regained their vigor for thousands of years. Even their gods could no longer instantly respond to their followers’ prayers. Naturally, the trolls of various tribes grew utterly disillusioned with the highest authorities of their empire.

Thus, the Amani Empire gradually lost its glory and fell into disarray. Yet gods are difficult to kill completely. After thousands of years of recuperation and sacrifices from a small number of devoted followers, the Loa began to regain their former glory.

The troll war hero Zul’jin, who vanished during the Second War, went somewhere unknown and united those tribes still loyal to the Amani Empire, longing to restore the empire’s rule, and also revived the Loa gods of the trolls.

This lynx-headed priest, Haraz, was originally a devout troll who had received a portion of the God of the Lynx’s power. The divine strength enhanced his physique but also utterly transformed his appearance.

Arthas knew full well that these Loa gods were actually quite weak in comparison. But “weak” is a relative term; against the more orthodox wilderness demigods, primordial gods, or the Burning Legion, they indeed were feeble.

Under certain special circumstances, even mortals could kill these Loa gods, usurp their bloodlines, and seize their power.

However, such cases were extremely rare. When facing ordinary armies, the result was similar to what just transpired: elite rangers in the allied forces of elves and humans failed to react and were wiped out by Haraz.

Even Sylvanas, weakened as she was, nearly suffered grievous injury or death at the hands of the Lynx God’s priest in a single encounter.

This reveals the true essence of the troll tribes, which have endured for over ten thousand years without truly vanishing. Sylvanas has transcended the ordinary for over a millennium; if not for the curse that drags her down, even she could only hold a stalemate against some of the Loa’s power, unable to harm each other significantly.

Moreover, Arthas was aware of one crucial fact: Haraz had not yet fully merged with the power of the God of the Lynx. In the original future, he would almost become one with the deity’s essence, wielding true demigod might.

While Haraz was strong, he had yet to reach demigod level. This was why Arthas dared to stay and face him one-on-one. Otherwise, after Sylvanas and the others retreated, Haraz might have used an invincibility spell combined with a teleportation scroll to escape immediately.

Gripping his warhammer tightly, Arthas could almost feel a tangible sense of danger. Probably, aside from him, only Uther and Sylvanas in her normal state had the ability to confront this monster head-on in the entire allied force.

Finally, the standoff ended. Haraz found no obvious weakness and decided to test Arthas. His figure appeared behind Arthas in a flash. The young prince reacted instantly, swinging his hammer back in a counterattack.

But before Arthas’ warhammer could strike, Haraz’s claws left deep marks on the armor on his back, tearing his blue and gold cloak as well. When Arthas’ warhammer fell to its original position, the troll priest had already vanished without a trace.

If not for the protection of the Holy Light, those claw marks would have been a gaping wound, tearing through his back to the bone.

“The force of the attack isn’t as exaggerated as a true demigod’s…” Arthas estimated. He was certain he couldn’t match the lynx’s speed—Haraz could strike him and evade before Arthas’ attack landed.

Though his armor was of fine quality, it wasn’t much tougher than paper against an opponent of this caliber.

Paladins were not a class built for speed; they preferred a straightforward confrontation. Obviously, Haraz wasn’t foolish enough to engage Arthas head-on.

Yet Arthas was not without options. Although slower than Haraz, he could bring Haraz’s speed down to his level and then force a direct confrontation.

This opponent was not a true demigod, merely one whose speed neared demigod levels and whose attack was somewhat stronger. Once Arthas grasped this, he had about an 80 to 90 percent confidence in his strategy.

Having realized Arthas could not reach him, Haraz grew bolder and launched another assault. Without hesitation, Arthas infused the ground beneath him with the power of the Holy Light—[Consecration], the paladin’s most frequently used area-of-effect skill. It not only burned foes but also healed and strengthened himself.

Haraz’s body twisted like a feline, abruptly changing direction mid-leap, causing Arthas’ attack to miss again. For a period, the ground around Arthas became untouchable for Haraz, as the sacred light surging from the earth was no healing balm for him.

Sylvanas’ forces were moving farther away. Arthas had been entangled with Haraz for several minutes. When the residual Holy Light mark on Sylvanas had grown distant enough, the prince judged it time to end the battle.

Haraz should have pursued Sylvanas directly, but his uncontrollable feral nature and pride bestowed by the Loa would not tolerate a failed hunt.

Hence, Haraz intended to eliminate this annoying paladin first.

The divine power of the Loa surged through the troll priest’s body. Haraz leapt down from the treetops, appearing directly above Arthas. A massive spectral lynx rose behind him, its terrifying fangs and claws bared with soul-shaking majesty.

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