Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 119 18. The privilege of the Garrison Brigadier General: Who doesn’t want a free Titan’s Grip?

Is Diakum really selfless?
how can that be!

He is also a human being, with a human-like appearance and a dignified appearance. It is impossible for a human being to be without selfishness. It's just that Dick's moral standards are relatively high. When you see him complaining when no one is around, you will know that this guy has a lot of bad intentions.

After a long sleep, the first thing a man does when he wakes up is to fight, and the second thing is to find a wife. Moreover, this is when the population is facing a crisis. It has been 20,000 years and he is still not tired of playing the "hero training game". He takes Yrel and Nobundo with him wherever he goes, and now he has added "future heroes" such as Gaiara and Garrosh. It can be seen that Lord of the Holy Lance is not very serious.

But now that he is a "public figure" of the Draenei clan and a leader, he has a certain "idol burden" and cannot allow himself to do anything indecent in public.

But when acting alone, the Sentinel is definitely a pragmatist, otherwise he would not have unlocked the "Shadow Priest" path so decisively when rescuing Garona.

You know, for Light Walkers and even all Force Walkers, the more they come into contact with the Force, the more they value the purity of power. Diakum discussed the theory of light and shadow with High Priest Isana more than 20,000 years ago, but even after the long exile of the Draenei ended, the legendary priest still couldn't make up his mind to go deep into the shadows.

In the Azeroth universe, when power reaches a certain level, it represents more than just combat power.

In short, when the Sentinel walked out of the secret room of the Fire Blade Sanctuary, looking at the Flame Blade Sangkesu that he had "picked up for free", he felt a sense of joy in his heart as if he had "won 50 million by buying a lottery ticket on the roadside". He kept saying to himself, "Doing good things really pays off", and reached out to touch the Flame Blade made of unique material and checked the weapon panel.

Then I was shocked by the exaggerated panel of this thing:
【Weapon Name: Flame Blade Sankesu

Weapon Type: Draenor-style Orc Swordmaster Sabre
Weapon Quality: World Legend [Sancsu's reputation is known throughout Draenor. All orcs who have heard the story of the Swordmaster will pay you respect!]

Weapon restrictions: Sword Master [Warrior Series·Hidden Hero Class] exclusive weapon.

Weapon Traits: Elemental Forging, Immortal Black Blade, Legendary Fame, Duelist's Glory, Last Stand
Weapon effects:

1. Blade of Skill:
The Flame Blade Sanksu comes from the Burning Blade Clan. The Burning Blade Swordmaster is known throughout the world of Draenor for his amazing fighting skills and has written his own name in countless wars that have gone down in history.

The upper limit of the weapon's destructive power depends on the holder's combat skill proficiency. The higher the proficiency, the greater the weapon's destructive power.

The average melee skill proficiency of the current holder, Diakum, is: Ultimate.

The current upper limit of the melee damage power that the holder Diakum can cause with the Flame Blade is: Demigod - Middle Level.

hint!

This destructive power limit is only a theoretical level. Please do not compare it with the actual destructive power in complex environments.

2. Blade of Honor:

The Burning Blade Clan is the clan that values samurai honor above all else, and their warriors act according to an ancient code of honor.

When holding this weapon and engaging in a fair one-on-one battle with the enemy, the elemental inscription [Dueler's Glory] on the Flame Blade is activated, and the sharp blade ignites elemental flames, greatly enhancing melee attack power and giving the blade the effect of absorbing heat to increase destructive power.

When the holder of this weapon is besieged by enemies, the elemental inscription [Burning the Boats] on the Flame Blade is activated. The fiery destruction caused by the sharp blade's strike can spread to all enemies, and the holder's health will be restored for each enemy killed.

When holding this weapon and participating in the siege of the enemy, and the enemy's life level is not higher than that of the holder, the elemental inscription [Non-honorable Kill] on the blade of Flame Blade is activated. The Blade of Honor despises the use of numbers to bully the minority, and actively blunts the weapon to greatly reduce its destructive power.

3. Legendary Blade:

The Flaming Blade Sanksu is a sacred weapon held by successive chieftains of the Burning Blade Clan. Their battle experience, passed down from generation to generation, is recorded in this immortal black blade. When the holder has a warrior-series profession, he can activate the echo of the legendary blade by touching the weapon, and fight with successive Burning Blade Swordmasters to learn their unique combat skills.

hint!

The Burning Blade Master is known for his extremely strong offensive power and terrifying mobility. It is not recommended for novice warriors to learn advanced combat techniques in this way.

hint!

The holder, Diakum's racial special class, the Guardian, is a hybrid of Warrior and Paladin, which meets the conditions for unlocking the Legendary Blade.

The current list of skills that can be learned from the Battle Echoes of the Flaming Blade Sanctus is as follows:
Sword Master Exclusive Legendary Combat Skills: Battle Mirror

Swordmaster's exclusive legendary combat skill: Bladestorm

Swordmaster's exclusive legendary combat skill: Elimination Blade

Because the fate of the Holy Light Force is in strong opposition to the path of shadows, the Sword Master's exclusive skill, Wind Step, cannot be learned.

Weapon owner: Burning Blade Clan Honorary Swordmaster - Diakum Zastins [temporary storage, non-bound item]

Maker: Burning Blade Clan/Draenor World Elemental

Item description:

[Look, look! What did I say? I told you to come to Nagrand and kill the boss and pick up the drops. If you had listened to me earlier, with such a deadly weapon in your hand, how could that pretentious black wolf demigod have escaped?

But it's not too late to get it now, and your brain is not very useful, so I would like to remind you that you can only tap 50% of the potential of the "Garrison Officer" profession!

If you don't want to suffer the same fate as old Fording, I suggest you take some time to practice the warrior sequence skills when you are free.

Although the dispersed energy of mixed professions makes it difficult for you to fully utilize the characteristics of a talent-dependent profession like the warrior, at least it can't be too bad, right?
Don't spend all your energy on Nellie's little tail when you have free time.

Well.
I really want to have a little tail to touch. Woohoo, a mother outside of a human is so great! 】

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"Asshole! That's my partner! How dare you speak like that? You bastard! How dare you say such dark words in front of the Warrior of Light! Oh, Holy Light, forgive my foul language, this guy deserves to be scolded."

Diakum glared at the item description and briefly repented in his heart.

But the same thing goes, no matter how harsh the bastard's words were, every suggestion he made was just right. Diakum was not someone who didn't make any preparations. Although he had not deliberately practiced the warrior skills of the garrison officer profession, the paladin was also a melee profession, and the two were very similar.

With the Paladin's skills already reaching utmost proficiency, Diakum would definitely become an outstanding legendary warrior even if he lost the Blessing of Holy Light now.

Unfortunately, the Warrior, a class centered on the life force, relies heavily on talent. In some ways, it's even more so than the Arcanist. If it weren't for the Orcs, a unique race born from a connection to the life force, the chances of other races producing exceptional Warriors would be quite low.

Although a desperate farmer can be called a qualified warrior when he picks up a kitchen knife to fight the fishmen who are destroying his farmland, it is conceivable that the farmer holding a kitchen knife and the orc warrior who can injure Mr. Sa are obviously not of the same profession.

With weapons and courage, you can embark on the path of a warrior.

However, these two things are not enough to allow a warrior to go further. While the lower limit of this profession is low, its upper limit is so exaggerated that other Force profession systems are far behind.

"However, now that I have four legendary weapons in my hands and both my arms are intact, it is indeed a bit inefficient to fight with only one sword at a time."

Diakum placed the Flame Blade Sancsu back into the weapon slot of the Augure Treasure Chest. He stroked his smooth chin and thought:
"It's time to start training myself in dual-weapon combat. If 'Titan's Grip' can be considered a warrior's legendary talent, then once I become familiar with this combat stance, I'll most likely be able to obtain it.

At that point, you can use Ashbringer in one hand and Flameblade in the other, using Ashbringer to break the opponent's defense first, then using Flameblade to kill them. Or, in Dark Archon form, use Twilight's Hammer to cast Corrupted Decree, then use Lord Kazzak's Malice to reap the spoils.
I dare not think too much about that sour feeling.

Well, thank the Holy Light for granting me the initial profession of Vindicator."

The saint became more and more excited as he thought about it, and he stretched out his hand and drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest.

This scene happened to be witnessed by Garona, who had just emerged from the shadows. The half-orc assassin, who had been appointed "temporary inquisitor," looked at his nominal "grandfather" with a strange look, thinking that this Sentinel was good in every way except that he was very hypocritical.
We have already killed Old Dal, so why are we still praying for the soul of the fallen man?
Is he always so kind to his enemies?
"I slew Seth Bladefury for you, Vigilant. This is his head."

Garona presented a hideous green-skinned human head with both hands, which made Dick look disgusted.

He frowned and stretched out his hand to place it on the skull. The platinum holy flame ignited and burned its filthy flesh and bones into ashes. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off Garona's fingers. He said:
"Remember to wear gloves when fighting next time! Your hands can get dirty, but your heart can't! Of course, if conditions permit, it's best not to get your hands dirty.

I am not Gul'dan, and I will not expect you to complete every task perfectly. Now that you have emerged from the darkness, there is no need to retain the cruel habits you developed in the darkness."

"But I've adapted to it. That ruthless fighting style makes me feel comfortable."

Garona lowered her head and said:

"An assassin cannot act openly. When an assassin is pulled out of the shadows, her death is not far away."

"nonsense!"

Diakum corrected:
"If you've ever seen Archbishop Nari or Commander Jura fighting with daggers, you'll know that although we Draenei don't have as many blessings in the Path of Shadow, our assassins are no less powerful than skilled warriors in close combat.

Assassination in the shadows is just a skill and a means, it doesn't mean you have to stay in the dark all the time.

Next, you will train with my new recruits. This is to ensure that after you are pulled out of the shadows, you can still use your dual swords to fight for your own chance to survive.

If you died, Leland would be devastated, and I would feel guilty for not being able to protect my child."

"But I'm not a draenei."

Garona raised her head and glanced at Diakam. She deliberately avoided meeting the saint's eyes and muttered:
"Like Lantresor, I am a Half-Orc. Neither race accepts me. Although you also said that I can be an orc or a draenei, you were just talking.

I'm not stupid enough to take this seriously. It's just consolation. Even if it comes from you, it can't change the cold reality."

"You are a Draenei in my eyes. You are a child of Argus. If you want, I can even allow you to have your own Heart of Argus."

Dick shook his head and said:
"It's not easy for an assassin to trust others, but I think you can try to give your elders some confidence. Time will prove everything. And have you ever considered a question, Garona?

Leilan and I will eventually return to Argus to recover our world. Where will you go then?

You have Draenei blood, and although you haven't completely inherited our immortality, I guess there are currently no orcs who died of natural old age in the world of Draenor?
You are destined to live a long time, hundreds or even thousands of years. You are destined to witness the vicissitudes of this world with your own eyes. After all of us Argusians have left this world, how will you plan your life?"

The Sentinel led Garona forward through the Burning Blade Sanctuary, which was filled with the smell of blood. He casually threw out the Holy Fire to burn the corpses of the green-skinned orcs on both sides to eliminate the pollution. He whispered:

"You can return to Argus with us, but I suspect going to another world will make you feel like you don't belong. After all, half of your blood belongs to the world you were born in. Although that may be a long time in the future, you should think about your future.

I know that you forced yourself to grow up and mature in the darkness, but your cold mind still cannot reach the level of an adult. You must learn to plan for your own life. "

"what do you mean"

Garona is very smart and perceptive, otherwise she would not have been trained by Gul'dan.

As soon as Diakum asked this question, she realized what the saint was referring to and whispered:

"Let me pay attention to Lantreso's compatriot?"

"Well, there are many people like you in this world. I guess there are no fewer than the orcs of the Mok'Nathal clan. Alas, the Draenei are also very impulsive when they are in love."

Diakum sighed and said:
"Although there are no official statistics, over two hundred years, even with a small probability, is enough time to form the foundation of a small clan. You have been living in seclusion. Lantresor has now left the Burning Blade Clan and is considering forming his own clan. He longs to find his people and fulfill the defense philosophy he learned in the Burning Blade Clan.

You are his people too!
If you can, you should probably get involved in this action.”

"It's meaningless." Garona curled her lips and said:

"You said that you would leave sooner or later. Without the Draenei, a new Havrosan would not be born. Our internal reproduction might also follow your pattern. After all, we are also a strange immortal species.

The slow population growth means we don’t have much resilience to risks even if we stick together. Perhaps a single accident could be enough to wipe us out.”

"No! We're not all leaving."

Diakum stopped and put his hand on Garona's shoulder.

The half-orc Garona was thinner than ordinary orcs. Next to the big sentinel, she was like a child. Diakum didn't even need to raise his hands too much to complete this action.

He pointed at the sound of footsteps coming from the fork in the road ahead. As Garona watched, she soon saw Irel, who could only move forward on foot because he was holding the Holy Sword of Goria, appear in front of her.

"She was also born in this world, and Yrel grew up here. To her, Argus is just a legendary place spoken of by her parents."

Diakum connected a spiritual vision spell to Garona's mind and said in a gentle and persuasive manner:

"Yrel has accepted His Majesty K'ure's blessing. This child will most likely become the leader and archon of the Draenei clan. She and some of her people will remain in Draenor and become an 'honorary Eredar' like the newborns of the other Eredar clans in the Star Sea.

This has nothing to do with the world's oath, and it is also a question I have been thinking about.

Nai Li, Prophet Velen, and ancient Eredar like Father Hatun must leave.

Our weary souls long to return to their homeland, but this desire cannot be fulfilled at the expense of the interests of future generations. If this is Yrel and the others' homeland, then they should stay here.

There are only a few of them, less than 10,000. With such a number, they can hardly protect the Temple of Karabor, let alone maintain the operation of a huge city like Shattrath after we leave.

But if you join us, things will be very different.

You know what I mean, kid?

"Well, I don't quite understand, but I understand a little bit."

Garona bit her lip and asked in her mind:
"But will the orcs allow it? Will the orcs accept them? During my time dormant in the Shadow Council, I heard from some warlocks that the War Horde was established so smoothly because the Draenei's expansion into Talador and Shadowmoon Valley over the past two hundred years caused the orcs to worry about their safety."

"There are now 200,000 Draenei. Of course they will feel threatened, but if there are only more than 10,000 people, a city..."

Diakum shook his head and said:
"The orcs must be crazy to think that such a difficult-to-reproduce race will seize their habitat in the future. I have discussed these issues with Prophet Velen and Father Hatun. Perhaps in the future, Shattrath will become the 'holy city' of the Alliance of K'ure.

That city will be open to all races in the world and become the core city of the entire world and the entire continent.

融合
That is the first step toward a fundamental unity where we all rise and fall together.”

"But if we are too few in number, the orcs will look down on us!"

Garona narrowed her eyes and said:
"There are good, honest people among the orcs, but there are also many bad guys. Some clans act very radically. Compared to lunatic clans like the Laughing Skull and the Shattered Hand, the brutal Warsong and Blackrock clans are considered reasonable orcs.

If there are only more than 10,000 people left in the clan, I am afraid."

"Don't worry. When that day comes, the Lightforged Fleet of the Legion of Light will also include Draenor in its patrol territory. Moreover, the elemental lords of this world and their ancestral spirits will not allow those radical orcs to act recklessly."

The saint smiled and indicated that Garona didn't need to consider that situation.

He is not a fool. When he leaves Draenor one day, he will make all the necessary preparations in advance.

"Go."

He pushed Garona's shoulder and said:

"Go make friends with Yrel and get acquainted with your future tribe.

If Yrel becomes a powerful Archon of the Clan, then you will become the best Archon of the Assassin's Court beside her, just like the relationship between Velen, Kil'jaeden, and Talgath.

Ah, such a harmonious power system may never exist again."

The Sentinel recalled the memories of the Second Coalition of Argus.

He was a little gloomy. He covered his body with a black cloak, said hello to Iriel, encouraged the new recruits for their successful battle today, and then left the cave.

Speaking of this cloak made by Mother Gaiaan and the master leatherworker of Gadaral, it is indeed very much liked by Dick.

It's not just because of the cool style and high-quality material, there is also a handsome buckle made of the bone claws of the black wolf Lycanthos on the left shoulder of the cloak, but also because this cloak is a real magical equipment.

It provides some benefits to Diak'um, though not combat-related ones:
[Protective Gear Name: Nightmare Embrace of the Slayer
Armor type: Draenor classic orc style marching cloak
Protector Quality: Clan Legend·Masterpiece [The outstanding craftsmanship of orc leather armor makes the quality of this protective gear be further improved]

Protective gear features: long-term heat preservation, long-range attack resistance, physical defense improvement, elemental resistance improvement

Protective gear effects:

Because the raw materials of the cloak come from the tail and claws of "The Killer" Lycanthos, when wearing this protective gear, the wearer can sense the vague position and approach of the black wolf spirit.

Due to the special ability of the Slayer, this marching cloak can give the wearer the ability to "dream walk" under special circumstances.

hint!

Due to the special relationship between Lycanthos the Destroyer and Goldrinn, the spirit of the wilderness, warriors wearing this cloak will attract the special attention of wolf spirits in Goldrinn's domain, but this is not necessarily always a good thing!

Maker: Garadar Master Leathersmith/"Mother of the Frostwolf" Gaiaan
Item description:

Do you know why being noticed by Goldrinn is not a good thing? Do you know about the "special relationship" between Goldrinn and that person outside the control of old Aunt Elune?

Oh my, you are so lucky.

I'll tell you in secret, it's very easy to get Goldrinn to bless you with his wild power. Just face him and launch a heroic Mak'gora. With your current strength, it's definitely a 50-50 chance!
Goldrin uses five points of force, and you are cut into five thick-cut lamb chops.

What I mean is, don’t keep collecting these weird things in the future!

All those monsters in the realm of life are full of messes, and you will be in big trouble if you are involved in them. Also, don't really think that Lecanthos is stupid. The black wolf has his own ideas. It plans to use the war between the Draenei and the Orcs to accomplish some of its "little tricks", but that has little to do with the level that a newbie like you can influence at the moment.

Come to think of it, you should be thankful that orcs don't have the 'lycanthropy' gene, otherwise you would be facing a group of 'wolf orcs', which would be so sour. Tsk tsk, come to think of it, what strange appearance would the Draenei become if they were infected with lycanthropy?
Wolf-sheep-man? Sheep-wolf-man? Man-wolf-sheep?】

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Well, this bastard is playing with permutations and combinations again.

Diakum expressionlessly pulled at the marching cloak that he was very satisfied with. Although it was only the lowest quality of "Clan Legend", it was still a legendary item. He had previously cut off the tip of Lycanthos's tail and a small section of its claws, and used the fur to make a cloak, which could also be made into a legendary item. This was all thanks to the orcs' excellent craftsmanship.

As for Lycanthos's claws.
Well, that stuff was collected by Father Hatton and made into weapons to give to the demon hunter who is currently working under Nari. As the governor of the old Eredar Krokuun flag, there is absolutely no need to worry about the human relations.

When necessary, these blue-skinned sheep-hoofed people can all be outstanding scene-makers. After all, as immortals, they have a lot of "foreign stuff" in their hands.

Each ancient Eredar is basically a "mobile treasure house". Of course, if you plan to rob and bully them, there will be a mighty Holy Light guy to talk to you.

"There are still quite a few Burning Blade Orcs who survived."

Diakum arrived in the central area of Havalo.

In this valley, one could see the Garadar orc warriors passing through, escorting groups of dejected Burning Blade Warriors to their temporary shelter. Mother Gaiaan was comforting the frightened children not far away, while the shamans under Ner'zhul were searching for the hidden demon blood with serious expressions.

They even called upon elemental forces to inspect the entire Havalo. It was obvious that they would not allow any seeds of corruption to remain in this holy place.

The Sentinel was planning to go and help, but just after taking a few steps, he saw Ner'zhul rushing over.

He knew something must have happened from the serious look on the old shaman's face.

"The vanguard of the War Horde has begun attacking the guards of Shattrath City from the two directions of Tanaan Jungle and Gorgrond Wilds. Your brother, General Jaid, is leading the Krokuun Legion to fight them in the area where the three places meet.

The intensity of the fighting is not high at the moment, but this is a terrible omen."

Ner'zhul said seriously:
"I've used elemental power to investigate. All of those orcs have drunk demonic blood, and they can summon black ghost wolves to aid them in battle. The Great Demon of the Slayer has given up on pretense. Under the name 'Black Wolf Spirit,' it has granted the War Tribe the blessing of battle."

They even established this as the new belief of the war tribe, damn it!

The cunning demons took advantage of the orcs' worship of the wolf totem."

"I will rush back to Shattrath City immediately!"

Diakum said in a deep voice:
"You must calm the situation in Nagrand Steppe as quickly as possible. Shattrath City is blocking the way ahead, preventing the War Horde's vanguard from getting through. The Ogre King's Guard from Highmaul can also enter Shattrath City from here.

But the problem is that there is also Grommashar, the ancestral land of the Warsong Clan.

Can you take that place without me?"

"can!"

Ner'zhul thought for a moment, then nodded and said:
"The elite of the Warsong Clan were previously taken to Tanaan Jungle by Grom. Although there are many people in Grommash's Hold, their combat power is not invincible.

Moreover, Gaiaan and I both feel that perhaps we don't need to resolve the Warsong Clan's problems through fighting. Garrosh's responsibility at the critical moment will give us a great advantage!
If we can persuade the pure orcs in Grommashar to see who the enemy is, then Grommashar will become our solid rear base.

Leave this matter to a sinner like me."

The old shaman's eyes showed determination, and he said:
"You must withstand the pressure on the front lines. There's been no news from Frostfire Ridge yet. If the Frostwolf Clan can't respond in time, this will undoubtedly turn into a disaster."

"Looks like we have to make up our minds!"

Diakum narrowed his eyes and said something. Ner'zhul looked at the direction of the saint's finger and said thoughtfully:
"You mean to mobilize the reinforcements from Highmaul?
Well, Mar'gok has always wanted to conquer the ogres of Bladespire Fortress and turn them into the power of the Gorian Empire, but this conquest means that the wizard leader must personally cross the sea and lead the army to Frostfire Ridge, so that they can fulfill the duty of the Alliance of K'ure to watch over each other.

But without the reinforcements from Highmaul, the front line of Shattrath City..."

"We will hold on!"

The Vigilant said in a deep voice:

"Do everything you can, and I will ensure we hold out until the Frostwolf Clan's reinforcements arrive! Although matters with the Arakkoa haven't been resolved yet, we must begin preparing for the impending war."

(End of this chapter)