Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 113 12. Sad, how come Diakum also has path dependence!

“What a wonderful show!”

The wizard leader Mar'gok exclaimed in admiration.

It looked at the mirror of light in front of it, which was created by arcane magic and reflected everything that happened on the Battle Song battlefield. Beside it, Saint Diakum was also admiring the fierce battle.

Garrosh had just knocked the fourth challenger to the ground, and before that, he had brutally executed the shameless warlock who tried to trick his people into drinking demon blood in a one-on-one battle.

The decisive execution made the sentinel very satisfied. He was really fed up with these bastards who were eager to create chaos in the world!
For every ten demon-related disasters that occurred in this starry sea being ravaged by the Burning Legion, at least three were caused by these warlocks, and the remaining seven were most likely caused by the foolish actions of arrogant and ignorant arcanists.

This is the reason why it is said that a bad person's best plan is no match for a fool's sudden inspiration.

"The orcs' fighting talent always amazes me. When Highmaul was still prosperous, I would occasionally leave the palace and go to the arena to watch the battles between the captured orc slaves.

I still remember the moment my favorite cruel slave became the gladiator king."

Margok exclaimed:
"This young orc has the talent to become a 'Fighter King.' Given enough time, he might even be able to catch up to his brutal and terrifying father. It's a shame there will never be another torturer and massacrer as outstanding as Kargath.

I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, a saint of a foreign race.

During the days of the siege in the Parthenon, I kept wondering if my favorite gladiator king would sneak into my palace one night and kill me with the brutal fist blade he had severed and reattached to his arm in pursuit of freedom.

Well, it turns out he might never return to Highmaul.

He hated this place, even though it was the place that truly made him and his Shattered Hand clan what they are."

"Kalgath Bladefist, I've heard of this orc. He and his followers are clearly mentally disturbed, but as the most deadly Nightblades of the War Horde, perhaps we'll soon have to face their assassination blades.

You, me, and the other leaders of the Alliance of K'ure."

Diakum shook his head and said:
"When the war on the front lines reached a stalemate, a pragmatist like Warchief Blackhand would not give up the temptation to use assassins to solve the problem once and for all. After all, when they drank the blood of demons in exchange for power, they also sacrificed their honor.

Once simple warriors, they have become a group of butchers whose sole purpose is destruction."

"But under your guidance, these young orcs have picked up what their fathers left behind."

The Wizard Leader sighed and said:
"When I think of the Gorian Empire facing a new group of Horde legions, tempered by battle but laden with honor, I feel despair for the future of my empire. Especially if the Draenei also side with the orcs."

"You need not be so probing, Your Majesty."

Dick replied seriously:

"The Draenei will not interfere in the internal affairs of Draenor's native races. As I've emphasized before, my people and I will leave here one day. The future of Draenor can only be decided by the people of Draenor themselves!
But you're also right.

From the orcs' attitude towards the draenei, it can be seen that the orcs are a civilization that attaches great importance to "population safety". Once the resurgence of the Gorian Empire triggers their security anxiety, what is happening to the draenei now will most likely happen to the Ogre Empire.

As a leader, you should really prepare early.

But with all due respect, you don't have to worry about such problems until the shadow of the Burning Legion disappears from this world. Fighting side by side for a long time in the face of a powerful enemy is enough to create a precious "war friendship" between the two races.

At least before your generation passes away, there will be no genocidal war between the two races.

In fact, I have always felt that the Orc and Ogre civilizations can achieve integration and coexistence. Your civilizations can complement each other's weaknesses. And most importantly, there seems to be no blood separation between Ogres and Orcs?"

Faced with this question, Margok replied with disgust:
"No! Under normal circumstances, ogres and orcs cannot reproduce. I know you are referring to the freaks of Mok'Nathal, but I must emphasize that they are just monsters created by my distant cousin, Kor'gorok, that fool, who wantonly abused the power of the great runes!

The Mok'Nathal orcs do possess the combined strengths of orcs and ogres, and they can reproduce internally, but I refuse to acknowledge those uncontrolled freaks as part of the Gorian Empire.

That is a blasphemy against our ancient bloodline!"

"However, the Mok'nasa clan will most likely become a member of the K'ure Alliance. Therefore, I would like to remind you that you must not express your disgust so bluntly at future leadership meetings."

Dick advised:
"After all, your future expedition to Blade Tower Fortress and the war to restore the glory of the empire will still require the participation of the Mok'Nathal clan. Even if we take a step back, those orcs hate the Blade Tower Ogres, not you. There is absolutely no need for you to provoke a powerful opponent for your empire.

Taking a step back, if the ogres wanted to build a stable relationship with the orcs, then Mok'Nathal, a mixed-race of the two races, would be the perfect medium.

They may think of themselves as neither ogres nor orcs, but they could very well be both."

"Well, your suggestion has indeed opened up a path that my dull mind had never imagined. Talking to you is truly refreshing! In fact, I have had some exchanges with the Draenei before.

Some of you visited Highmaul during the years when the arena still allowed outsiders to compete and spectate.

Although they are very polite, I can sense their contempt for the Ogre Empire from their few words. Compared to your advanced civilization, the Goria Empire is indeed backward and declining, but you do not have that kind of carefully hidden arrogance at all.

I can feel that in your heart you put me on the same level as you and even the orcs.

Do not!
That's not accurate!

In your eyes, all life is equal, and this attitude alone is enough to make you my personal friend."

The Wizard Leader laughed and made a "please" gesture, inviting Diakum to follow him to the depths of the ruins of the Gandenon Temple, which was being cleared by the Ogrons.

The ancient arcane runes had been cleared out, a display of the "imperial heritage" the wizard leader wished to demonstrate to the alien saints. On a diplomatic level, demonstrating strength and heritage was indeed the most direct way to earn respect.

However, when heading to the rune stone, Diakum asked a very strange question.

He said softly:

"I have actually been wondering, Honorable Wizard Head, if your distant cousins can use ancient arcane powers to fuse the blood of ogres and orcs, does this mean that the civilization of ogres and orcs will be...
Perhaps they share the same ancestors?
I'd like to state in advance that I'm not a biologist, but I've always felt that the trajectory of civilization in Draenor is somewhat strange, which sparked my curiosity. If this offends you, I apologize."

"No, nothing offensive. In fact, many wizards are very interested in this issue."

Margok waved his hands and said:

"We enjoy seeking sacred artifacts from the ruins of our ancestors' lands to gain strength. In this 'archaeological' tradition, we've discovered much about the evolution of ogre civilization. What's certain is that ogres evolved from Ogrons, who were physically more powerful but less intelligent.

Well, look, there they are!"

The wizard leader pointed at the Ogron warriors who were clearing the rubble and fallen rocks not far away.

These guys have an appearance very similar to ogres, but compared to the ogres who are generally over four meters tall, these giant creatures have only one big eyeball on their faces, their skin is covered with black keratin like armor, and there are exaggerated bone spurs on their shoulders. The shortest ones are over six meters tall.

This is a true "half-giant" race!
Even to the Draenei, these Ogrons are extremely huge beings.

Unfortunately, there are not many Ogrons in the entire world of Draenor, and most of them live in Highmaul, coexisting with the ogres here.

"The Ogron is our ancestor, there is no doubt about that, and the Ogron's bloodline is even more prominent!"

Although the learned Mar'gok had his share of flaws, he was truly one of Draenor's top scholars in terms of his erudition and wisdom. With an elegant manner that was completely uncharacteristic of an ogre, he spoke eloquently to the attentive Saint Diak'um:

"Our wizards have found a lot of evidence to prove that the ancestor of the Ogron is the powerful Gronn that roamed the wilderness of Gorgrond. In other words, the bloodline of us ogres can be traced back to the Gronn beast.

This also explains the source of our innate energy affinity and robust life.

The legendary creature Gronn can be traced back further to the ancient, mysterious and powerful Magnaron.

Unfortunately, to this day, the Goria Empire still doesn't know enough about those elemental miraculous creatures. Each of them has a life as ancient as this world, but mortals are simply unable to come into contact with these extremely powerful lives.

To us, all knowledge related to the Magnaron is like a mystery.

Back to your question, the origins of the orcs' bloodlines are still a mystery. Their civilization is still in the stage of superstitious ancestor worship, and they have no intention of deducing their ethnic origins."

The wizard leader said with disdain:

"Those orc shamans actually still believe that orcs are life forms born from the elements. What a foolish argument! But I can be sure that orc bloodlines must have nothing to do with ogres. Perhaps their ancestors were the weak iguanas who crawled at the feet of the powerful Gronn."

This is intentional sarcasm.

At least Diakum knew very well that the blood of orcs and ogres did come from the same source.

The only difference between the two is that in the stage from Ogron to Ogre, the large individuals evolved into Ogres, while the small Ogrons living in the underground caves of Gorgrond formed the original orcs in a series of natural evolutions.

This is the result of environmental selection.

In fact, when Diakum mentioned the birth of the Moknasa clan just now, he was already implicitly reminding the Wizard Leader of this.

If the blood of ogres and orcs really does not have the same origin, then even using ancient rune magic it would be impossible to so easily merge the two races together to form a new ethnic group. Perhaps, the Dota Ogre Wizard Leader Kor'gorok, who died at the hands of his own creation, discovered this during "archaeology", so he conducted this "blood fusion" experiment.

I have to say, the things that the "biologists" in the Azeroth universe can do are really more cruel than each other!

Orcs like Mok'Nathal are considered "appetizers".

When you go to Azeroth in the future, you will be able to see a series of strange and shocking things created by the "famous dragon biologist" Professor Deathwing and his son Dr. Nefarian.

In addition, the Burning Legion, as a major villain force, also has impressive "research results" in the field of "cutting-edge biological sciences". The most direct example is the "Old Fording Killer" who has been complained about by countless great lords.

The powerful Doomsday Lord Krosus!
Many people wonder what kind of demon this guy is, but if you look closely at the text, it is not difficult to find that the demon hunters have clearly stated that this thing is a "half-blood demon", a giant evil monster artificially created by the "wise men" of the Burning Legion. Judging from the results alone, the destructive power of this monster is really quite strong.

But all of the above are nothing compared to the real masters in the field of "Force Bioscience" - the Void Camp.

The Void forces' signature skill, the "Curse of Flesh and Blood," is said to be omnipotent in the "field of creation." The current mainstream races in the world of Azeroth all have their origins related to the void, so in a sense, most creatures in Azeroth can call themselves "Sons of the Void."

Of course, Diakum hadn't just been raising this topic to satisfy his curiosity; he simply wanted to more easily introduce the important topic he was about to discuss with the Wizarding Leader. "Look! This is the pride of Highmaul, the supreme heritage of the Gorian Empire, an ancient divine runestone from the birth of the world!"

Mar'gok stood before a few irregularly shaped runes that were floating in the air and looked rather unremarkable. He proudly introduced them to Diakum and the Arcanist Lelan beside him.
"As I said, these are the spoils of war from the expedition against Lord Magnaron of Gorgrond during the Empire's heyday. We found these runes in Lord Magnaron's lair, and our wizards can conclude that the energy reactions of these runes are as old as this world!
Even the elemental lords worshipped by the orcs dared not approach it.

When the orcs united to destroy our imperial capital, those arrogant elemental lords intended to exterminate the ogres, but it was the existence of the ancient rune stone that scared off the elementals.

Oh, speaking of which.

The city you Draenei chose to build, Shattrath, was formerly the first capital of the Gorian Empire. After its fall, Highmaul, the secondary capital, officially became the heart of the empire."

Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Lelan's face, just like a thief meeting the real owner, but Diakum was unmoved.

Listen to Margok's eloquent praise for his sunset empire!

Hundreds of years before the arrival of the Draenei, that place was destroyed in the war between the orcs and the ogres. When the Draenei came, only ruins were left there. They did not rob the ogre capital, but simply rebuilt their own city on the ruins.

This wizard leader is so damn evil that he deliberately bullies Lelan, a thin-skinned "young man".

"In short, the wizard heritage of the Ogre Empire was gained through the enlightenment of these ancient rune stones. But what shames our ancestors is that even today, a thousand years after we obtained these rune stones, I, their unworthy descendants, have not been able to fully grasp the terrifying power contained within them."

The Wizard Leader reached out and touched the mysterious ancient runes with regret, and whispered:

"The reason I rejected the demon's offer, besides out of pride as a king, was also because of the existence of these runes! I can confirm that the Ogre Empire's heritage is no less powerful than the so-called gift of fel power.

The demons of the twisting void have no right to ask us to obey them. They are just a bunch of pathetic fel slaves!"

"Can you let me touch your precious rune stone?"

Diakum made the request, and the Wizard Leader nodded.

The saint took a step forward and observed these irregularly shaped rune stones. Indeed, even with the naked eye, one could feel the antiquity and majesty of these stones. They were like the remnants of a giant creature.

As Mar'gok said, no matter where these runes came from, they definitely happened in the ancient history when the world of Draenor was first created.

Dick narrowed his eyes.

He actually knew where these things came from, but unfortunately, he couldn't say it directly. But it was certain that Margok's pride was not groundless.

The power of the ogre's heritage going back to the end can indeed scare 99.9% of the creatures among these stars into retreating in fear. Otherwise, how can we say that the small world of Draenor is not actually "serious"?

Although it is not qualified to give birth to star souls, its origin is considered to be top-notch among all the stars.

The Saint thought this in his heart and reached out to touch the surface of these ancient runes. Almost at the moment of contact, a message prompt on his character card lit up:
[Contacted 'Force God Relic: Titan Forged Rune'! Power path determined: Arcane Force → Pantheon of Order → 'Defender' Aggramar → 'Colossus' Grond.

Yes/No to read the remaining information? 】

"Yes."

Diakum made a mental judgment, and the next moment, amid the faint humming of those ancient rune stones, a blurry reflection suddenly appeared before Diakum's eyes, as if the final recording was about to be played.

But he did not keep this "revelation" to himself.

Instead, he turned to the surprised Wizard King and his adopted daughter and said:
"The Holy Light is about to reveal to me the ancient secrets held by this ancient runestone. As the master of the runestone, I invite you to join me in viewing this vision from the very beginning. Don't worry, the Holy Light will not take advantage of this opportunity to affect your mind."

"I am honored, saint of an alien race."

Margok stretched out his hand almost without hesitation and placed it on the vibrating and resonating rune stones, indicating that this was a situation that had never happened since the Goria Empire obtained these ancient rune stones.

It no longer cared how Diakum activated them. The wizard leader just wanted to see the mysteries recorded in these ancient runes.

Leland was even more excited.

She didn't get her nickname "The Traveler" for nothing.

She likes to chase these strange things, and seeking the truth in ancient history makes her feel happy and satisfied.

It was not until then that Lelan realized that his magical uncle Diakum had most likely received the "Enlightenment of Holy Light" before. He knew that these rune stones could be found here, and even the purpose of his coming to Highmaul was to obtain these ancient rune stones.

But his uncle, the saint, is the "Prophet of Holy Light" personally certified by the great prophet Velen.

As a prophet, it's not surprising to see some strange things occasionally, right?

Just as the three people placed their hands on the surface of the rune stone, under Diakum's control, those ancient scenes suddenly opened like a scroll. In the reflection, what came into their eyes was a lush world!

This is the surface of a star as seen from among the stars from a third-party perspective.

As the view zoomed in, Margok and Lelan exclaimed as they saw the surface of the world covered with horrific carnivorous spores, and those hideous plants with sharp teeth were frantically devouring the world's soil and stars.

They were so greedy that even the ancient elemental forces were unable to protect themselves.

If these wildest devourers of the Force of Life are not stopped, this small world will definitely be devoured by them.

Then they heard a long sigh, and a divine hand shining with arcane light lightly crossed the celestial body. It called on the elemental forces to fight back, and let the violent elemental storm sweep across the entire surface of the planet. After repelling the greedy spore swarms, the divine hand fell into the celestial body and used the materials of the planet to shape a giant creator.

He ordered it to attack the greedy plant frenzy in the name of "protecting the world."

Then the giant creator composed of rocks and elements obeyed the order of its master and began to fight against the life force. The spore community also sensed the threat and gathered three giant plant beasts to fight against the servants of the gods.

The war between the four behemoths nearly destroyed the entire surface of the planet, but in the end the wild vitality represented by plants was defeated.

The last giant plant beast and the giant creator died together, and the world that was about to be swallowed by wild vitality also found peace.

But new creatures were born from the remains of the plant giants in accordance with the teachings of life, and in order to protect the world they passed by, the gods personally reshaped the remains of their servants into smaller but equally tenacious giants.

Afterwards, the kind and benevolent god left this galaxy. As his body, shrouded in the starry glow shaped by the arcane force, disappeared into the sea of stars, the evolution of this world suddenly accelerated.

It's like playing it at ten times the speed.

In the eyes of the three onlookers, they witnessed the ongoing battle between the giants and the plants and the birth of the elemental spirits.

They saw the giants being infected by the vitality and degenerating into the ancient and violent fire giants Magron, while the plants eventually occupied the northern end of the planet's continent under the continuous attacks of the giants and elements.

They witnessed the rise of the Crow People in the southern part of the continent, and the infighting among the Crow People's gods. In the end, the Kingdom of the Sun was destroyed in a decisive battle with the army of the northern forest elves.

Later, Magron also degenerated into Gronn, and Gronn's descendants were infected by life in practice and turned into Ogron. As Diakum expected, the big Ogron continued to degenerate into the original Ogre, while the small one completed the evolution into Orc.

The rise and fall of the Ogre Empire, the separation and reunion of the Orc civilization, the Forest Elves' eventual withdrawal from the world stage and retreat to the last holy land of life, the Crowmen have been sinking in the continuous degeneration of civilization.

There are also new races born from the tides of vitality.

The Saber-fanged Tiger People who have never had a unified civilization, the Iguana People who choose to rely on powerful life forms for their existence, and the ancient Abyss Walkers who hide in the deep trenches of the Zangar Sea.

They are the craziest and most ruthless heirs of the oldest spore colony, but they know that there is no place for them in the terrestrial world.

It's like a "micro-Genesis".

A few minutes later, when Diakum's hand left the ancient rune stone, he turned around and saw the muttering wizard leader kneeling in front of the mysterious rune stone with sincere submission. Its two heads were filled with gratitude and worship for the "holy ancestors" and the "merciful true god".

With the help of alien saints, the last leader of the Ogre Empire finally figured out the origin of his race, and he also understood all the mysteries of the evolution of this world.

But this is not the purpose of Diakum's announcement.

He reached out his hand again and touched the ancient runes that fell from the "Giant of Creation" Grond. The reason why these things possessed terrifying arcane affinity and arcane truth was because these stones were "kneaded" by Aggramar, the defender of the Pantheon.

These stones come from real "Children of Titan"!
Although it is only a trace of power from the True God Titan, it is enough to allow this world to have a prosperous civilization in tens of thousands of years.

“It’s a gift from the world.”

Diakum whispered:
"Draenor, like Argus, is a blessed planet. Just as we forged artifacts on Argus to fight the Burning Legion, when Draenor is threatened by demons, the creatures of this world should also extract their own protective power from the ancient blessing.

You must protect this world in order to live up to Lord Aggramar's expectations of you.

Yes!

The people of Draenor are the noblest people of order. Your bloodline comes from the 'Defenders' and you are no less humble than demons."

"World artifact?"

The power-obsessed wizard leader immediately caught on to this key word.

It turned around and looked at Diakum in surprise. Diakum nodded and showed him his Heart of Argus, saying:
"I have a complete plan! We should forge the world artifact of Draenor as proof of our leadership of the Alliance of K'ure! It will be our supreme weapon against the Burning Legion and the cornerstone to ensure the eternal unity of the Alliance of K'ure.

As for the materials from which they are forged
Is there any better choice than this arcane oracle bestowed by Lord Aggramar himself when the world was first born more than 100,000 years ago?
It once defeated the devouring of the life force.

Now it will also be held by the children of the world to repel the covetousness of the evil force!
Well, Draenor is blessed.

You will also have your own 'world epic'."

(End of this chapter)