Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 110 9. Please recognize your identity! You are just a part of Xukong and Diaoye’s play!
The cunning and brutal two-headed ogre magician Cho'gall wanted to scold the wizard leader for being unsportsmanlike. It was agreed that the fate of Highmaul would be decided by the ogres. What the hell do you want to do by summoning a big holy light guy?
This is a Draenei!

Hey! When did Highmaul become so close to the Draenei? You're even letting an ancient saint fight in your place? Look at the holy light shining on him. Is this guy even a match for me?
When the Sentinel first appeared in Draenor, it praised my beloved mentor Gul'dan!

But the tragic reality did not allow Gugal to complain so leisurely, because the messenger of holy light did not give him more opportunities to think. Seeing Diakum, who was wrapped in burning light, striding towards him, Gugal's three eyes widened and he made a sinister decision in his heart.

Well, since you cheated first! Don't blame me for being rude. Everyone saw it; it was Margok who broke the rules first!

"Cowardly and cowardly king! (Die! Die!)"

As the black-skinned ogre roared, it gathered the power of the void onto its warhammer, just like swinging a racket to gather the secret power to hit a "killer tennis ball". At the moment the weapon struck, a dark twilight gathered and took shape, smashing towards Mar'gok.

The highly corrosive twilight arrows came fast and hard, passing through the scorching sun light released by Diakum and directly hitting the laughing wizard leader. However, the wizard had long been prepared for Gugall's vicious sneak attack. The ogre general Krago, who was guarding the leader with the soul-destroying warhammer, jumped up and turned himself into a meat shield to take the sneak attack instead of the leader.

Ding!
You must attack the minion with the taunt effect first!
So, under Gul'dan's angry gaze, the sinister twilight arrows struck the ogre's rune-covered body and instantly vanished without a trace, as if they had been eaten by something.

The damn freak even burped, and when he landed on the ground, a dark green waste spirit shield rose up around him.

The magical attack was exempted, but the seeds of corruption brought by the void had already been planted.

The loyal Kra'ago held his head and screamed. He heard the void whispering to him. As long as he added a touch of mind control at this moment, he could control the monster to deliver a fatal blow to Mar'gok.

This was what Cho'gall planned, but just as he started to control his mind, a white holy flame came crashing down on his head. The two-headed ogre quickly shattered the light with his Twilight Hammer, but the magic ban imposed by Holy Word: Punishment trapped Cho'gall like an icy cage.

The unfinished mind control spell dissipated like smoke, causing the ogre's three eyes to widen and roar as he swung his weapon to block the Ashbringer's powerful blow.

Both artifacts were in an unfinished state, but at the moment of collision, white and dark purple halos still intertwined and shattered.

The Holy Flame and the Void were fighting in the air, but Diakum's passive Holy Slash would not give Gugal too much face.

Blocking the weapon was just the beginning. The exploding holy shock then hit the ogre like a fist of holy light. The burning sensation of fire made Gul'dan's defense lose its shape. In its roar with bared teeth and slit eyes, the Ashbringer, who seized the opportunity, was like a tiger out of the cage, and "bit" Gul'dan's strong body fiercely in the arc of light brought by the backhand slash.

Blood splattered and bones broke under the heavy blow, but the wound stopped bleeding instantly under the burning of the high temperature and light.

"It hurts! (Get out of the way! You useless bastard!)"

One of Gugal's heads cried out in pain, while the other cursed and tried to move its body.

As a powerful ogre magician, Cho'gall, like other two-headed ogres, is adept at "multicasting" and "multitasking", which means that its two heads can be responsible for different tasks in battle.

The brutal and vicious warrior head "Gu" is responsible for manipulating this body that is gifted with powerful talents and strengthened by warlock magic to carry out melee attacks, while the vicious and brutal warlock head "Gar" will use deadly spells to cooperate with the other "self" at the same time.

From what we can see now, when facing the Sentinel who is proficient in Hundred Martial Arts in close combat, Gu has no advantage at all, so naturally he needs the sinister and vicious Lord Gar to bring the whole situation to his rescue.

"Gar is the most powerful! The shadow will consume you!"

Diakum wanted to press on with his victory, but as Gugal screamed in his head, a large amount of deadly shadow flames gushed out from his palms, like a faucet in the void being turned on to spray water, instantly engulfing the entire area in front of him, forcing the saint to retreat temporarily.

The so-called "Shadow Flame" is not just a simple black flame.

This thing is a gift from the void.

Just like Diakum's Holy Flame, it is a "Force-specialized" power. Its corrosive nature forces even the Sentinels to temporarily avoid it. The greatest feature of this active flame is that it can "devour light and strengthen itself."

The flames of shadow extinguished Diakum's passionate devotion one by one, and were replaced by purple-black flames that fell to the ground and burned on the stone slabs.

The flame had almost no temperature, but when you got close you could feel it burning your flesh and tearing at your spirit at the same time.

Gu'dan was clearly planning to use Shadowflame to create valuable distance, and then use his own warlock magic to attack the Sentinel from a distance. After the useless Gu was almost killed by the powerful Diakum with a single blow, this was obviously a very correct tactical choice.

Unfortunately, this trick can't stump the Sentinel. For the only Sun Herald in the Draenor world, what he fears least is this kind of large-scale slow entanglement.

The void fire spreading everywhere is very troublesome. In order to prevent these things from continuing to spread void corrosion, it is better to purify them all at once!

"Warlock, look directly at the sun!"

The Sentinel strode forward, dragging the giant blade. The moment he stepped into the shadow flame, the holy light around him burst out like the scorching sun at noon, and the holy power that had been accumulated too much was also ignited. With the beating of the brilliant sun in his chest, the golden sun was completely transformed into Dick's unique white holy flame after a few breaths.

This thing has greater destructive power, but it consumes more Holy Power of Radiance than ordinary Holy Light when released. However, this is exactly what Diakum needs.

In addition to the two reasons of assisting Mar'gok in lifting the siege of Highmaul and not intending to let Cho'gall continue to spread the Twilight's Hammer cult, he wanted to have a big battle with Cho'gall here, and there was also a very personal reason.

His holy power was accumulating too quickly, and he urgently needed to consume the excess holy power in a battle to release himself, so as to avoid energy out of control again.

For this reason, he was so extravagant that he used his ultimate skill, Seraph, at the same time as the Fiery Sun.

Holy light shone brightly, and the light sang. Under the gaze of the entire battlefield, when Diakum crossed the battlefield covered by shadows and flames, what caught everyone's eyes was a pair of huge wings of holy light wrapped around the saint, protecting him from being burned by the fire of the void.

Amid the mournful cries of the shadow flames being covered and expelled by the holy flames, the fiery wings roared and spread out, scattering scorching feathers of light.

The exaggerated lighting effects created the might of "Holy Light Descent". Dick did not enter the "sanctification" stage to transform into the more powerful and domineering "Archangel Qin Duanyu". However, even so, an ordinary Seraph was enough to make Gugal feel difficult and desperate when facing the challenge.

The saint in front of him not only has extremely high martial arts value, but his energy release and force affinity are also far higher than the two-headed ogre. This double blow of martial arts and magic makes Gugaer realize that it will be difficult for him to win this battle today.

It's a warlock!
"Fight to the death for honor" does not contain a single word that belongs to its motto. When Gu Jiaer realized that he was going to lose, he decided to escape.

Although the saint won't let it get away, fortunately, no matter what situation they face, the outstanding warlock is always prepared!

"White Walkers! The Twilight Hour has arrived! (Quick! Sacrifice yourselves for the Void.)"

The two heads of Cho'gall roared at the same time. When the Twilight Hammer was swung and a stream of purple light shot into the sky like a flare, the white orcs who had gathered on the high ground of Highmaul on the edge of the battlefield and sang praises to the void suddenly became excited.

These crazy alien creatures screamed and attacked each other.

Their twisted claws pierced into each other's hearts, pulling out the "sacrifice" drenched in black blood alive. In an instant, blood flowed like a river. When the sacrifice was offered, the gate of the void should have opened.

Although there are no powerful void entities in the world of Draenor after Diak'um successively purified the Dark Star Kara and the Defeat of Naruk'Ure, there are still things that can be contaminated by the void.

element!

In a world where the ways of the elements flourish, any element strong enough can be transformed into a twisted pawn of the void.

Time constraints and the orcs' reverence for the elements prevented Cho'gall and his Twilight's Hammer clan from directly corrupting Draenor's elemental lords, but the bad guys, driven by their desire to do evil, always found the perfect substitute.

"boom"

The Ashbringer wrapped in white holy fire shattered Cho'gall's shoulder armor. When the Sentinel's exaggerated fiery wings flapped and burned the two-headed ogre so much that he jumped on the spot, a violent vibration erupted under the ground of the entire Highmaul.

Like a sudden earthquake, buildings in the entire occupied area of the city continued to collapse, and even the base of the Parthenon groaned.

"Ow!!!"

The rebellious earth, lured by the void infusion, exploded, and as a small mountain was peeled off and shattered, an earth elemental covered with red and purple crystals rose from the ground.

Its body, which was supposed to be made of pure rock, was covered with filthy spots of light. The body full of spikes also represented its extremely strong offensiveness. Hundreds of white ghosts sacrificed themselves and turned into void sacrifices to summon the filthy Earth Lord. The moment it appeared, it raised its claws and slapped the ground, trying to tear the entire Highmaul Castle apart.

"Kill it! Kill the Wizard King! (I command you! Ancient Stone, destroy this place!)"

Cho'gall raised the Twilight Hammer and gave orders to the ferocious elemental. As the latter leaped up from where it appeared and smashed towards the Gantheon Temple, the ogre magician released Shadowflame again to repel the mad-dog-like Vigilant Saint and prepared to run away.

But this time Diakum did not retreat. He activated the Holy Shield and stepped forward to slash with his sword despite the explosion of Shadow Flame.

The fully lit rune of light exploded in an instant, allowing the full-power Judgment of Ashes to hit the ogre. When the light's sword chopped down, a thick arm flew up, and then the outbreak of the holy storm swept Gul'gall into the hot blade storm.

The despicable warlock has been set on fire, like a huge candle burning with white flames. It's a pity that he doesn't have long flowing black hair like Kargath, otherwise the Sentinels would be able to enjoy the spectacle of the "Flame Head Captain" again.

Gul'dan screamed and released all the magic he knew. He was a little panicked and tried to repel the alien saint who was becoming more and more courageous. Unfortunately, his magic attainments were not even as good as Gul'dan's. And what would be the fate of Gul'dan when he faced Diak'um?

Under the magical protection provided by the Holy Armor of Guiding Light and the constantly refreshing Holy Word Shield, Diakum endured the continuous attacks of these magics. The scorching sun strengthened by the Seraph state turned the battlefield into a territory burning with holy fire. From a distance, it looked like a platinum corona held in the hands of the Sentinel, and a casual wave of it would attract white holy fire to fly all over the sky and transform into a "Fist of Heaven" to smash down.

Gurgal wasn't the only victim.

His diehard Twilight's Hammer clan members also tried to help, but those who dared to step into the Vigilante's "sanctuary" were all burned to miserable ashes.

If you want to extinguish the sun, you must face the test of the scorching sun!

Unfortunately, given the Twilight's Hammer clan's lame appearance, they really don't have the qualifications to get close to the Scorching Sun.

"Margok is dying! (Isn't that why you came here? Go and save him!)"

With a broken arm, Gul'dan retreated with difficulty. If it weren't for the ogre's extraordinary endurance and the protection of the void, he would have been burned to ashes by now.

Seeing that Diakum remained silent and just burned his holy power to launch a fatal attack on it, the ogre magician became anxious and cursed:
"If it dies, won't all your efforts be in vain? Why are you so obsessed with me? (Let me go! I will quit the Horde, disband my clan, and sever all ties with Gul'dan! I will stay away from you wherever you go!)"

"boom"

The answer was another attack of Holy Word: Punishment, as fierce as a star's flame.

The untempered blade of the Ashbringer was now "melting" even more violently. Even the purest celestial gold could not withstand the outrageous light and heat released by Diakum with all his strength. This was the very process of tempering. At this moment, he was like wielding a sword dripping with white magma, constantly slaughtering Gul'gar.

He had no intention of going back to help. It seemed that in the eyes of the saint, the death of Gudan was more important than the survival of Highmaul.

Faced with Gujar's questions, the saint was not even interested in answering.

He came to Highmaul looking for allies!

What is an ally?

An ally is someone who can independently resolve less exaggerated dangers. If Mar'gok and Highmaul can't even deal with a corrupted elemental lord, what's the point of having such an ally?
More importantly, Diakum didn't come here alone.

The new recruits he leads will also face the test of war today. This is the rule of the Hand of Argus Legion. If they cannot defeat strong enemies, such greenhouse flowers are destined to fail.

"Ah! (Run! Run!)"

Seeing that the Ashbringer hit his body again and left a terrible wound, Gugal, who already felt death was approaching, no longer had any desire to fight.

It used its one-armed hand holding the Twilight Hammer and tried its best to release a "Void Distortion", causing the purple ball of light to explode behind Diakum, forming a terrifying traction and pulling, creating a precious opportunity for itself to escape.

Diakum waved his hand and cast the "Blessing of Freedom" to free himself from the traction and stepped forward. He slashed with his sword, shattering the Twilight Shield that Gugall had struggled to hold up, leaving a crack of light behind it.

The cunning warlock screamed and ran away, casting a demonic teleportation spell to switch his position with a warlock, and staggered down from the high platform at the top of Highmaul Castle amid the shaking of the earth.

The warlock who was thrown into the battlefield was burned to death by the holy blade in less than a second. Diakum chased after him and saw Gul'gal fleeing in the shadows of the lower city of Highmaul. He wanted to catch up and put an end to this scourge.

But before giving chase, the saint turned back to look at the Garthen Temple. The summoned fallen elemental lord was being attacked by the wizard leader and his army. At this critical moment, Mar'gok was indeed courageous. He began to draw on the ancient arcane magic of the Garthen Temple to strengthen his magic and shatter the ancient stone here.

What made the sentinel even more satisfied was that none of the recruits he led retreated at this time.

"Saint, go after that ogre. It and the Shadow Council have committed heinous crimes against our people!"

Nobundo's voice echoed in Diakum's ears through the transmission of the elements. He said loudly:
"Goldau, the Earthlord of Draenor, has heard the agony of his brother, and he begs us to grant this ancient stone eternal peace. This is our battle, and we will strive to win.

I'll leave Gurgall's affairs to you."

"Saint of the Draenei, do not let that subversive escape!"

The wizard leader, who was suspended in the air under the blessing of a huge amount of arcane magic and was brewing a super arcane "spirit bomb", also said in a hoarse voice:
"The friendship between the Gorian Empire and the Alliance of K'ure must be based on the defeat of Cho'gall and the Twilight's Hammer! You promised me this, this is the King's Oath! I can rebuild Highmaul, but if the people's hearts are defeated, the Empire will never rise again.

Bring me its head! You promised me!"

"May the Holy Light bless you."

The saint raised his hand and burned the holy power, directing a concentrated holy punisher at the ancient stubborn stone that was still wreaking havoc, allowing the scorching holy flame to transform into a "holy light railgun" to deliver a saturation attack.

The booming white beam of light instantly shattered the shell of the stubborn stone element, and under the control of the saint, it turned into a molten fire, burning the fallen element and making it roar to the sky. However, Diakum, who made this assist, did not stop. He jumped off the platform and landed safely in the air brought by the huge wings of light, and chased in the direction of Gugal's escape.

The guy still had his own Holy Flame burning on him, and Dick had a strong connection to his own Holy Light, which was enough to mark the enemy's location.

But as he walked, Diakum realized something was wrong.

Gugaer hid in the slaughterhouse in the lower city of Highmaul. The horrible stench brought by the constant slaughter of blood and sacrifice of slaves here made the saint stop. If he remembered correctly, there should be a BOSS in this place.
"boom"

A huge meat cleaver covered in blood came out from the shadows, whistling towards the saint's head, but was chopped off by the Ashbringer's sword. However, the savage ogre "Butcher", who was three times larger than an ordinary ogre, with red skin all over and wearing an apron made of strange leather, had rushed out with a huge meat grinder.

This guy is a taciturn freak and one of the "horror legends" of Highmaul. It is said that every life that steps into the slaughterhouse will become its "food".

Now the butcher's blood-red eyes were dotted with strange purple halos, and he was obviously being manipulated by Gu'dan as a "meat shield".

"Stop him! Stop that Holy Light lunatic! (I need time! Twilight is responding to me, I need more time!)"

Gu'gall's signature double voice sounded from the other side of the stinking slaughterhouse.

The two-headed ogre was covered in burns, looking as miserable as if he had rolled in lava. He no longer had any dignity of the "Twilight Overlord". With only one arm left, he stared at Diakum with gritted teeth, his three bloodshot eyes filled with madness.

It knew the Draenei saints would not let it go.

It also knew that the cowardly king of Margok wanted to use his own head as the cornerstone of unity.

But there are not many other warlocks who can hang out with Gul'dan, and he is definitely willing to risk his life when faced with a life-threatening situation.

They are just a bunch of mad dogs!
Want my life?
you can!

Even after I die, I will bite a piece of your flesh off!

"O Void! Fill me! (O Shadow, shape me!)"

Cho'gall raised the Twilight Hammer with his one arm, and with the help of the remaining vengeful spirits from years of killing in the slaughterhouse, he used himself as a medium to open a rift in the Lightless Sea in this real world.

It's no match for Diakum!

Now the only way to survive is to pray for the void to strengthen.

The void was so active today that it almost answered his calls and prayers. The cold and profound power, like the residue peeled off from a dark nebula, fell bit by bit on Cho'gall's broken body in the activated shadow of the Twilight Hammer.

It's being promoted!

Just like the fel energy can demon-cast for mortals and the holy light can light-cast for believers, the void force also has such "shadow-casting" power!
It's a pity that the world of Draenor is not the realm of the Void Force, otherwise a lackey like Cho'gall who is so impressed by his future would have completed the Shadowforging and promoted to a more powerful form long ago.

But it's okay now
"I should thank you, Diakam, the Vigilant! The brighter your holy light, the longer the shadows! (The Void hates light, He allowed me to sacrifice you today!)"

Gul'gal laughed wildly.

It felt the infusion of power and heard the explosion coming from its flesh and blood.

The hideous black bone spurs pierced through the flesh of his shoulders, and in his chest, which was slashed by Diakum, eyeballs flipped out one by one in the alienated flesh and blood.

The severed arm grew again in the extension of the cold void. This "miracle of flesh and blood" of the healing of the broken limb belonged only to the power of the void!
Ah, let the curse of flesh fall.

"puff"

The burning head of the Butcher of Highmaul fell at Cho'gall's feet. This hideous monster only bought Cho'gall less than twenty seconds.

As Diakum, full of fighting spirit, strode towards Cho'gall with the holy sword dripping with "magma" in his hand, the Shadowcast Warlock, feeling that "the advantage is in my hands", roared and pointed the Twilight Hammer that was drawing the void in his hand at the Sentinel like a divine light stick.

"Kneel down! (I command you!)"

The law of corruption imparted by the void erupted, and the dim twilight exploded on the divine hammer, hitting Diakum's body, instantly overwhelming his blazing holy light and enveloping him in reverse.

The shadow flames burned and corroded, suppressing Diakum's holy flame to the limit.

The eyeballs on Gugal's chest rolled and continuously emitted various rays. It felt that it had the strength to fight. Seeing that the saint's advance had been blocked and the scorching sun's light was shrinking and dimming, it suddenly felt that it had a chance of winning.

It rushed forward, raised the Twilight Hammer and was about to smash it down, wanting to return all the humiliation that Diakme had just inflicted on it.

But as the warhammer was about to fall, a hand wearing a crystal gauntlet pushed aside the twilight and grabbed the hammer handle. Under the gaze of Gugall's three wide-open eyes, the twilight that was wrapped in the burning was pushed through bit by bit by the more blazing white holy fire.

In front of it, Diakum was undergoing some kind of "transformation".

[Warning! The burning of holy power is approaching the critical point and is about to enter the sanctification state!]

"buzz"

At this moment, Diakum's exaggerated golden wings dissipated and peeled off. Amidst the scorching light feathers flying across the sky, beams of light like white lines replaced the wings as a backdrop.

A layer of pure white "holy armor" is covering the body of the saint, and the connected hood is blocking his full-coverage helmet. Even the Ashbringer in his hand is transformed into a holy sword of holy feather light under the wrapping of holy flames.

Gugal looked at the scene in amazement.

It stared at Diakum's "divine" hood, but underneath it was nothing but deep darkness.

"Thanks."

The saint's voice rang in its ears.

As the ten drifting white beams swayed, Gul'gall even heard a faint ethereal song ringing in this shadowy land. It was the hymn of the Naaru echoing in the light of the Sentinel's transformation into the execution dusk.

With a strange sense of relief, he said:

"What you saw was my full strength! Ah, the accumulated Holy Power can finally be fully unleashed against a formidable foe. This burning of Holy Power will take at least fifteen minutes for me to recover to a 'healthy' state. I hope you can hold on until the end."

"boom"

The flames falling like the raging fire of heaven covered all of Gugall's vision. Everything he saw was burning in the exploding holy light. The first blow of the sanctified Seraph shattered his own Twilight Shield, but his shadow-cast body still could not withstand the explosive blow of the sanctified Holy Slash.

It understands.

At this moment, I simply evolved from a "crushed bug" to a "bug that hurts my hands".

What’s even more terrible is that the void that has always maintained a connection with me is also “receding”, and its ruthless posture is very similar to the audience who has seen what they wanted to see and left with satisfaction.

They seemed to have confirmed certain facts: the incarnation of holy light was almost invincible in this small world, but fate would guide the Sentinels to a grander stage, where the vast void would prepare in advance to welcome the "distinguished guests."

"No! Don't give up on me! (Help me! Help me!)"

It wailed and stretched out its hands in a futile attempt to grasp the power that was slipping away.

But the Void didn't respond at all, as cold and indifferent as an ex-girlfriend who had just broken up. Its eyes were filled with longing for the tall and mighty Holy Light Big Banger in front of it. Even the Twilight Hammer that he had forged with his own hands was constantly trying to break free from his fingers under the pull of some force. Like a gold digger running towards a rich man, it wanted to hover in front of Diakum in a fawning manner, and even had a hint of expectation for the alien saint to hold and wield it in the exaggerated and noble form of a Dark Archon.

This Void Shadow-forged artifact longs to return to the hands of its true "master".

Yes, the more exaggerated the light is, the longer the shadow behind you will be.

When the Original Light loves a pure "People of Light" so much, how could the Void, who loves to play the depraved trick of "NTR in person" the most, turn a blind eye to such a glorious spirit?
So, Gugal understood at this moment.

It has a great enlightenment.

Why was the Void so generous to it today? Why did the Endless Shadow respond to its requests? Why did the Sunless Sea urge it to step onto the battlefield?

Do not!
You are never the key to the problem!

What they want is not themselves at all!

This is just a "selection", but the winner has already been decided, and I was just a background member from the beginning.

Diakme Zastins!
The Saint in the Light is the target they want to find in Highmaul. As for myself...ha, I am just a "courier" who is used and thrown away.

What then is the faith and worship I have always had? What do you regard my crazy desire and sacrifice as?

Don’t I have any dignity?

You fickle bastard Void! I curse you from the heart of Hell!

Gugall's two heads cursed madly and desperately.

Unfortunately, the Void, which had completed the "Justice Cutting", remained silent, but just looked at the approaching Shining Seraphim with affection. Wow, what an elegant light, what a proud talent, and what a fiery will!

Diakham Zastins, we have said that what the Holy Light can give you, we will give you double.
Come, come, take this holy object bestowed by the Lightless Sea. You can obtain the treasure without staining your hands with blood. Those crying ghosts are never your fault. You should be pure and flawless, and there will always be a dog who will take on everything for you.

come on.

Hug me and wait.

(End of this chapter)