The two of them passed through the crowd and came to the basement. The priest pulled Jess to an unoccupied place and held out a golden spot of light in front of Jess.
When this spot of light shone on him, Jess felt a sudden tightening in his heart. His eyes were blinded by a burst of white light. Instinctively, he took a few steps back and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. After the light disappeared, it took him a long time to recover.
"It is indeed an early characteristic of undead rot poison, sir. What's your name?"
"Jess Setho."
"Mr. Setho." The priest said, "Next, I will purify you. The process may be very painful. You will feel as if your body is being burned by fire. But this is a necessary process to purify the corpse poison on you. You came a bit late. If it doesn't go well, it may require multiple purifications..."
"Let's try it once." Jess said.
The priest nodded and said, "Take off your shirt."
Jess took off his clothes and hung them aside. The priest put her hand on his chest and slowly closed her eyes. Suddenly, Jess asked, "It's free, right?"
"The only requirement is that you need to be hopeful and trust us throughout the process, sir."
"Does thinking positively in my heart help the Holy Light work on me?"
"Of course it helps." The priest slowly opened her eyes and said, "Many people don't believe in the Holy Light and don't think that a warm and positive attitude can bring a stronger response from the Holy Light... But they believe that negative, depressive thoughts, or emotions of fear and despair can stimulate shadow and give birth to dark power. Isn't this a contradiction?"
Although he has lived in Azeroth for so many years, Jess has no idea at all about how the Holy Light heals wounds. So for what the priest is going to do next, he can be said to have all kinds of doubts in his heart.
It's just that his past experience tells him that he should trust the opinions of professionals no matter what. Since what the priest said makes sense, then just try to do it.
Not to mention that Jess simply doesn't have the money to buy elemental earth, and he can't buy it. Don't even think about tonics. Now the fastest, most effective and cheapest treatment is to rely on the Holy Light Church.
Of course, he is indeed hopeful.
After all, this time he is not petitioning to the Holy Light alone. There is a priest in front of him to help him... The Holy Light cannot fail to respond.
Thinking about this, he closed his eyes and gradually felt his chest getting hot and burning.
The priest murmured in a low voice, "Holy Light is merciful. I pray that you will release this brave young man from the pain that has come upon him, free him from the entanglement of the dead. I will be with him in this test. Thank the Holy Light for enabling me to defeat his fear and pain. Thank the Holy Light for enabling him to defeat his own fear and pain. You have seen that he has come to your sanctuary to seek help. Does it mean that he has embarked on the right path? I trust him and know that he will see the light and witness..."
I don't know how long she recited. Then she started repeating from the beginning. Jess's pain also gradually deepened.
Jess certainly knows that priests and paladins have the ability to heal necrotic poison, so he didn't have any doubts or resistance. It's just that after a period of time, he increasingly felt that the burning on his chest was a bit abnormal. It was like gradually heating up and there was no end forever.
This heat spread little by little to his whole body and limbs. He began to feel like he was being tortured and punished, being bound to some chair or plank and suffering endless cruelty. And the Holy Light was the whip, the fire tongs, and the spikes.
"It hurts very much..." In a trance, he subconsciously asked for help: "I feel that I can't bear it, priest."
"I will be with you in this test." The priest opened her eyes. In his peripheral vision, Jess saw her eyes firm and hot.
A burst of fire suddenly burst from his heart and rushed to his forehead. Jess shouted out of control and almost jumped up and hit against the wall and breathed heavily.
The wall and the air became cold and damp, and it was so cold that it made people shiver. He grabbed his just-taken-off clothes and wrapped them around himself, but it was just a drop in the bucket.
However, soon he realized that his perception of the surrounding environment was not so stimulating. The trance-like feeling and the dizzy feeling disappeared.
He looked at his skin, and the previously black and purple veins had also faded.
"I feel much better."
Amidst his joy, Jess realized that the female priest's expression was more serious than before.
Could it be that the treatment result is not as good as he imagined?
"What's the problem?"
The priest said dejectedly: "It's much better than expected, which means you have received the favor of the Holy Light... However, the Holy Light is willing to heal your disease, but it is difficult to illuminate your way forward, Mr. Setho."
"I don't quite understand."
Jess didn't know what the priest meant, but based on these two sentences, he also guessed what had probably happened.
Perhaps he hasn't come into contact with warlock magic, shadow and fel energy yet, but the Holy Light has already sensed his inclination.
If this is really the case, this Holy Light is really something.
The female priest warned in a soft voice: "I am limited in ability and cannot interpret what the Holy Light shows me. But I want to try to express its wish - no matter what choice you make in the future, always remember to keep your original intention and don't deviate from your original intention."
"I remember." Jess agreed, but he didn't really remember anything.
After all, he had heard similar words countless times before. From childhood to adulthood in his previous life, teachers, parents, and leaders had all told him. But he didn't know what his original intention was and what his original intention was, so he didn't have the heart to carefully consider what they wanted to express.
After thanking the priest, he left the building. It was drizzling outside.
The king's team had dispersed. The nobles and guards in the church square had left. The crowd resumed entering and leaving. Some people were hiding in the city wall cave leading to the church square and chatting while taking shelter from the rain.
Walking on the way back, Jess watched as the canal parted in front of him. One flowed towards Stormwind Keep in the direction of Stormwind Harbor, and the other rushed towards the sewer leading out of the city. Somehow, he remembered what the priest had just said.
The energies in World of Warcraft, whether it is Holy Light, shadow, fel energy, or arcane, necrotic, or natural forces, will more or less affect the user's mind and even personality.
Among them, shadow and fel energy have the greatest impact. Users will inevitably tend to be paranoid, irritable and多疑, suspect everything around them, hate everything around them, and finally drag themselves and their close relatives into the abyss of pain.
However, how many people's original intention of learning these powers is to become saviors, in order to defeat the evil that they cannot defeat, and to make the world a better place.
Including him, he wanted to embark on the path of black magic before, in order to prove his ability, in order to have more powerful power, and in order to survive and live better in this city.
But isn't this the first step in the life of every tragic character in World of Warcraft?
He had never thought about the consequences of mastering these powers, how to maintain himself after having these extraordinary energies. If he really goes to an unpredictable place, how can he return.
Jess looked back at the small building next to the church square. The shadow of the building in the rain curtain became blurred. The female priest had just walked out with a group of priests. She noticed him here and also stopped to stare.
It was a bit cold, and it seemed that autumn was coming soon. Jess tightened his tattered shirt.
Thinking about being corrupted by power now seems a bit too worrying. After all, he doesn't know any spells yet.
But realizing that there are problems waiting for him now is much better than everything getting out of control and waking up suddenly in irreversible pain.
Thinking of this, Jess nodded to the priest, and the priest also nodded in response and left with her colleagues.