It was like a real sharp arrow, piercing the head of the fastest Dementor in front of him.

In this extreme anger, Yuna herself did not notice that wisps of faint light emerged in her spirit body. Different from the faint blue light that the ghosts always had, this ray of light was a real golden...

Just like the purest holy light.

If this scene were seen by the believers of the Holy Light in Kalimdor, the faith in each believer's heart would probably be shattered in an instant.

Holy light, great holy light...how could it favor a ghostly little girl? How could it appear on...the body of the undead?

"biu!"

As the light of the last wand thrown by Yuna danced, the golden holy light had turned into substance, piercing through the clawed Dementor like a sharp sword and tearing its body into pieces.

This scene also made the sad Yuna's eyes widen. The confused girl raised her hands at this moment and saw the light shining in her hands.

"Oh Holy Light!"

Yuna screamed. The contact with Naru'adal in Shattrath City had made her very afraid of the energy of the Holy Light, but this time the Holy Light on her body did not hurt her. On the contrary

, and also made her feel wisps of warmth.

But this did not change the reality that the little girl was besieged. She shattered the body of a dementor, but there were more dementors crawling towards her.

Yuna clutched the wand in her hand tightly. She was a little scared in her heart. Although she always used to scare the dementors as a game when she was with Tyrion before, Tyrion could no longer protect her.

The dozen dementors in front of her looked like they were coming with bad intentions. Now, she could only rely on her own protection.

The little ghost looked back at Tyrion lying behind her. Her friend was unable to move now, so it was up to her to protect Tyrion.

When she thought of this, a burst of courage burst out in Yuna's heart. It seemed that she was inspired by courage, and the light wrapped around the little ghost's body became brighter.

"ah!"

Yuna watched the dementors crawling closer and closer. The little ghost summoned up her courage, let out a childish roar, and rushed forward with her wand raised. However, the moment she approached the dementors, a golden halo appeared.

The darkness above Yuna's head suddenly pierced open, like the sudden appearance of sunlight, shrouding the dozen Dementors.

Those dark guys were like snowmen thrown into the sun. One by one, they howled in pain and melted bit by bit.

Yuna was so frightened that she sat on the ground. The little ghost raised her head and looked at the warm light beam in front of her. There was a voice that seemed to be calling her to walk into it. Yuna shook her head vigorously, but the gentle voice was still there in her.

There was a sound in her heart, Yuna stood up, patted her clothes, and asked with some fear:
Chapter completed!