Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 128:27. The Hundred Years Have Arrived! Welcome the Return of the Sharp Claw Dragon King!
Faced with Diakite's problem of being blocked at both ends, old Ansu was unsurprisingly stumped.

First of all, it didn't believe what Diakum said to it. After all, you, a Holy Light Walker, don't know anything about the life force!
Secondly, it always felt that this sentinel was a little strange.

This guy seemed to know everything, and his subtle prophetic air made Old Ansu very unhappy. As a demigod with the title of "wisdom and cunning", he hated the feeling of being seen through.

Finally, Old Ansu's distrust of Dick lies in the fact that Diakum did not conceal his purpose at all, and tied the resistance to the devil to Rukma's resurrection.

Isn’t this “moral kidnapping”?

Horse riding!
Is this how your Holy Light taught you to negotiate?
How come your Holy Light is worse than the void that always tempts me to fall?

Besides, wouldn’t it be cold to be blown by the wind while standing on the moral high ground?

"Quack, I don't believe it!"

Ansu screamed:
"Maybe you're just lying to me! After all, you said that Rukhmar, Sethe, and I are just 'countryside demigods' in your eyes. In areas we don't know, you can just make up a bunch of theories that sound reasonable.

unless
Show me the evidence!"

"The proof lies within the Evergrowth in Gorgrond.

As a demigod of the wilderness, you couldn't possibly be unaware of that place. It's the heart of Draenor's creation! It's the last remnant of the wild bloom of the life force coursing through this world. Theoretically, the three of you were born thanks to that pulsating heart still beating beneath the earth.

Diakum said calmly:

"Life forms like mine are currently forbidden from approaching that place, but perhaps you could sneak in unnoticed and pray to the Heart of Life to witness everything that happened in this world at the dawn of creation. Then you'll understand why your world can't connect to the Emerald Dream, the sacred land of the realm of life. And you'll understand that my description of you isn't the slightest bit exaggerated." (Ps1)

The deceased Rukhma does not need your persistent desire to save him like the Wife-Waiting Stone!

A life as bright and shining as hers will find a way!
What you should do most is to bring the kingdom formed by your wife and your children back to light when she returns, instead of letting the Crow People continue to degenerate! You said that you can't allow yourself to live in a world without Rukhmar, so why not create a better world for her during the long wait?
You and I both know that the Arakkoa civilization has been falling down the path of barbarism since the collapse of the Solar Empire!

As their father, not only did you fail to lead them, but you pampered them and let them run wild. In your hands, these brilliant creatures with the greatest potential in Draenor degenerated into a stinking mud pit that even ogres find disgusting!

The Crow People have become the rotten state they are today. You! Ansu, you awful midnight father, you are at least 70% responsible!
But there is hope, if you act now.

I have told you everything you want to hear and everything you want to know. Now it is your turn to fulfill your promise. Tell me about your secret plan to save the Crow People. Tell me, I am listening and I am very interested in it.

"Quack, you know nothing about the Crowman heritage, this God. Pah! Who says I haven't tried to bring the high-ranking Crowman back on track? But they're already beyond saving, idiot.

The high-ranking arakkoa only obey Rukhmar, and they even arrogantly refuse to acknowledge the love between the god and Rukhmar because the god cannot soar into the sky.

In the era of the Solar Empire, they revered Rukhmar and regarded me as the father of the night, but that correct belief had disappeared in the dark age of the empire's collapse. They did not recognize an ugly raven like me as their father. They inherited Rukhmar's arrogance and surpassed it to become true "arrogance"!
quack!
Do you think I don’t want to save them?
It was those rebellious sons who first severed the 'father-son relationship' with this God!"

Old Ansu was very upset by the criticism. He no longer cared about maintaining the dignity of a demigod and jumped up and cursed:
"Ignoring my advice, they insisted on throwing the arakkoa who made mistakes or even simply disobeyed them into the cursed pool of Sethekk Valley, causing Sethek's curse to extend to them. The moment the first fallen arakkoa was born, I knew that the high-level arakkoa were beyond salvation.

In my opinion, the fallen Crowmen who are more willing to follow my guidance are the future of the Crowmen.
However, Sethe's curse was like a deadly poison that entangled the dark hearts of the fallen crowmen who had suffered and grown dark. Their characters became cruel and extreme. Although the Tibetans remained loyal to the guidance of this god, other fallen crowmen had already succumbed to Sethe's bewitching.

They formed a 'Court of the Claw' and elected their own Claw King.

But that's just a fake king!

Pooh!
The Crowman who has not been recognized by me has no right to use the title of 'King of Claws'. There is only one true King of Claws!
And it’s always been here!”

Old Ansu raised his wings, which actually did not look ugly to Diakum but were beautiful and cute.

As the shadows surged, a noble spirit of a high-level Crow Man appeared before the eyes of the sentinel. It seemed to be in some kind of "sleep", but Dick soon discovered that this spirit, which was carefully protected by Old Ansu, had shown signs of distortion and corruption.

Beneath its body, which still retained the slender elegance of a high-ranking arakkoa, its shadow, darker than darkness, had transformed into the eerie, twisted form of a fallen arakkoa.

"Terok!"

Old Ansu said to Diakum with a tone of regret and regret:
"This child was once the king of Skyreach. He is the most outstanding Claw King born in the years since the collapse of the Sun Empire in the war with the forest elves. Most importantly, he not only inherited the glorious power of Rukhmar, but also possesses my blessing of wisdom.

It is the only good boy among all the Claw Kings in history who is willing to kneel down and worship both the Sun God and the Midnight Crow God at the same time.

During the time it ruled Tongtian Peak, it had been actively seeking reforms to the Sun Cult, and intended to join forces with this god to reintegrate the Fallen Crowmen into the citizens of Tongtian Peak.

If any arakkoa can rebuild the foundation of the Solar Empire and lead my children and Rukhmar's to rise again on the land of Draenor, it can only be the Wise King Terokk of the Claw!

However, the high-level Crow Man is beyond saving!
The Sun Cult was afraid of Terokk's growing reputation, and the priests of Anhar were worried that their power would be taken away, so they used despicable methods to kill Terokk's daughter and forced him to fall into corruption.

Those bastards killed the only hope for the rise of the Arakkoa Empire with their own hands, and this god can only protect Terokk's soul.

But you also saw that the child was twisted by Sethe's curse.

I didn’t even dare to wake it up.”

"It's degraded, but it's not a big deal."

Diakum stepped forward and carefully examined the soul of the Claw King kept by Old Ansu. He said:

"But are you sure that the resurrection of the Claw King can resolve the current conflict among the Crowmen?"

"Haha, Terokk was killed by them hundreds of years ago, but now in the shadow of Skyreach, countless arakkoa still praise his wisdom."

An Su sneered:
"This is enough to prove how unpopular the Cult of the Sun is. They are nothing more than a group of shameful usurpers! If Terokk himself were to show up and eliminate them, Skyreach Peak would be conquered in an instant!
The Fallen Crowmen are a bit more troublesome. They have formed their own Claw King's Court, but the Scroll Keeper holds my blessing. As long as the false Claw King is killed, the Fallen Crowmen can still return to the true faith of Midnight.

This is how the Crow People should be!
They are the children of Rukhma and me, so wouldn't it be the perfect state for half of the Crow People to worship the sun and the other half to sleep at midnight?

Humph, I am not an irresponsible father.

This god has always had his own plans, but he is unable to bring back Terok, his most important child.

If your Holy Light can help, then it's not impossible to join your so-called anti-magic coalition! But I'm curious, how are you going to exorcise the curse that Sethe has placed on Terokk's soul?

This thing is connected to the void."

"Well, I, the Radiant, cannot dispel it. This curse is too ancient."

Diakum stretched out his hand, and under Old Ansu's astonished gaze, the shining Archon Seal on his head dimmed.

Surrounded by the singing of shadows, the Dark Archon's black gauze covered his body, and even the energy projection of purple tentacles appeared in the shadow behind Diakum in his void form.

This frightened old Ansu, and he screamed:

"You! Quack, what the hell are you? Are you still a servant of the Holy Light?"

"Of course I am. I advance in the darkness to better embrace the light. I put on this gloomy black robe to better protect the people, but in those places where the light cannot reach. Gul'kafh an'shel. (Gaze into the void)"

In response to the Shasyarian language that made even Old Ansu's tail feathers tremble, Diakum, who was gathering shadows, took out the Twilight Hammer and held it in his hand. He whispered:

"I cannot dispel Sethe's curse, but I can consume it! This power from the void will be consumed by my greedy and hungry evil weapon. Sethe is dead, and his curse will become only a snack for the Twilight Hammer.

As for the fate of Terokk, the Wise King of the Claw.
If it is the most glorious child of Rukhmar and Anzu, then let us join forces to shape the magnificent body of the blazing sun for the King of Claws.

It is not allowed to use its weak flesh and blood, as weak things are powerless to resist a heavier fate.

We use up!

We recast it with the brightest light!

Ah, blessed are the Crowmen, for they shall have a Lightforged King!"

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"What did you say? What are the Eredars doing on Skyreach?"

In the dark forest beneath the giant stone pillars of Tongtian Peak, in a small hut of a fallen crow man, Archbishop Nari, who had arrived here exhausted from a long journey, was listening to the report of the "Trainee Inquisitor" Garona.

Before they arrived, Garona sneaked into Skyreach with the help of Nobundo's elemental magic to complete reconnaissance, and even rescued several poor crowmen who were thrown out of the sky city on the way.

"He's debating the scriptures!"

Faced with the archbishop's surprised question, the half-orc assassin, who was wearing a full-coverage assassin leather armor to hide his unusual appearance, repeated his answer helplessly.

she says:

"This is indeed hard to understand! But I am sure that the captured Draenei vindicator was still loudly debating with those arrogant and vicious sun priests while enduring the burning of the sun's fire.

My mother took me to the church in Telmo to listen to the priests' sermons since I was a child, so I can probably understand some of it.

Eredas used his faith to support himself from being defeated, and at the same time used his skillful teachings of the Holy Light to fight back against the foolish arguments of the Sun God believers!

He really has a deep understanding of the scriptures, perhaps because of the influence of his powerful prophet father. Anyway, I think Eredas's level of scripture has long surpassed that of most priests who can only recite doctrines. He even has his own understanding of the Holy Light.

In short, those ignorant, barbaric and stubborn sun priests could not refute him even if they attacked him together. He would even question them back with the doctrine of Holy Light, leaving those clumsy and foolish crowmen completely unable to resist.

But this is not a good thing!
Because the Crow People's tempers are as big as their small eyes."

Garona stretched out her fingers and made a "fingertip universe" gesture. She sighed and said:

"Every time he shouted the teachings of the Holy Light, he would be treated even more cruelly by the Crow Man. I saw burns from the sun's fire all over his body. If it weren't for the high-ranking Crow Man slowly torturing him to break his mind, he would have burned to death long ago.

Also, I confirmed one thing
That ransom letter was not sent by the Crowman from Tongtian Peak!

The sun priests had no intention of releasing Eredas. They were so angry that they wanted to give up on "converting Eredas to the right faith" and would throw the "heretic" into the sun fire as a sacrifice to their sun god tomorrow morning.

We were fooled, and the Vigilantes were fooled too.

But the question is, who delivered the letter to the Great Prophet? If it wasn't a high-ranking arakkoa, then the letter specifically requesting the saint to come to Spires of Arak is very suspicious! This might be some kind of evil plan!

I suspect it might be the work of the Shadow Council. They want to lure the overly vigilant saints who always discover clues about disasters in advance away from the Talador area so that they can do something hidden!"

"This"

The people who were listening frowned immediately, and Maraad said in a deep voice:

"We have no evidence and can't draw any useful conclusions. Let's focus on the present. Since this isn't extortion, and the other party isn't prepared to release them, the only option left is 'violent rescue'!" "That's not entirely true. The debate between Eredas and the sun priests has had a truly remarkable effect on Skyreach."

Garona hesitated for a moment and said:
"From what I've observed, the high-ranking arakkoa civilians who have been suppressed by the sun priests for a long time are secretly supporting him. They will secretly bring food and water to Eredas to help him hold on longer. Even some priest apprentices have been persuaded by him.

They formed a small organization that followed the teachings of the Holy Light and were actively planning to rescue Eredas.

This sounds incredible, but it is true.

Those arrogant sun priests and their lackeys are very unpopular in Tongtian Peak. They will throw all the crowmen who oppose them into the cursed pool, but the crowmen who resist them have never stopped!
I saw many Crowmen civilians in the city privately circulating pamphlets opposing the Order of the Sun. You should know that if they are caught doing this, they will be thrown off Skyreach, but they are still doing it.

The fire of resistance is already very strong!

It is only because the right to interpret the faith in the Sun God is in the hands of the Sun Priests that the high-level Crowmen find it difficult to resist.

They are true creatures of faith, and they are powerless to fight against their own gods. However, the doctrinal debates of Eredas provided new ideas for these confused believers. They began to realize that in addition to the stupid and barbaric arguments of the sun priests, their sun god also possessed other beautiful powers.

The faith of the Solar Order is collapsing rapidly due to the rebellion of the Eredas.

So if we can make contact with those rebels, perhaps with their help we can free the Eredas more safely."

"Yes, now that the Sun God Rukhma, reduced to a beast, has returned to Tongtian Peak to recuperate, it would be very dangerous to rush in."

Nellie thought about it, nodded and said:
"We came to Spires of Arak not only to save the Eredar, but also as part of a diplomatic mission, although in my opinion these high-ranking arakkoa are indeed beyond saving."

"There's still help!"

The orc Rexxar, who was sitting at the door of the Raven Claw Hut polishing his battle axe, suddenly said:
"The arakkoa's hunting packs are led by foolish alphas, but the resilient crows of Spires of Arak resist! With the destruction of these unworthy and foolish alphas, their thriving packs can be restored to their former glory.

The prerequisite is that they must find a leader who can truly lead the hunting group to grow stronger."

“This is quite difficult.”

Yrel, who was sitting next to him, observed the various arakkoa scrolls piled in the small room and whispered:

"The arakkoa themselves are divided, and we don't know who among them is more trustworthy. The problems here are much more troublesome than those in Highmaul. At least there is a wizard leader who can stabilize the situation and is decisive and kingly.

There is nothing here!

If the Vigilant Saint were to come over, he would probably be at a loss.

Besides, the orcs have already begun to attack Talador, and we don't have time to help the arakkoa choose a leader who can win the support of the people."

Yrel's words silenced the others.

Indeed, the current situation of the Crowman civilization is much worse than that of the Ogres. Moreover, the Crowmen have a long history and complex internal factions, which makes it difficult for outsiders to interfere in their internal affairs.

"Archbishop! Nobundo said he received special news, come quickly!"

Yura's shouting outside alarmed the people in the house. When Nari led people out, they saw Shaman Nobundo communicating with a Crow Man in a white robe.

That's a Fallen Raven Man.

Their bodies are much more sturdy than the slender and elegant high-level arakkoa. They no longer have an elegant posture but are instead hideous and distorted. They were thrown from Tongtian Peak into the Cursed Pool in Sethek Valley by their own people and were contaminated with the vicious curse of the Wind Serpent God, which made them lose the wings that allowed them to soar in the sky, and their bright and gorgeous feathers became dull and gloomy.

Their spines are twisted by the curse, causing these fallen arakkoa to walk with a staggering and dejected limp.

To use a simple appearance metaphor, if the high-level crowmen are elegant and cool eagles, then the fallen crowmen are more like dark crows. The changes in appearance are only the most insignificant changes, and what is truly polluted are their hearts.

The Corrupted Arakkoa are among the most malevolent creatures in Draenor.

Their connection with the shadows makes them very adept at using vicious spells and shadow magic. It is said that there are a large number of arakkoa shadow warlocks in Gul'dan's Shadow Council.

However, the fallen crow man in front of him is the "scroll hider".

This is a special profession. It carries a huge scroll to record all the wisdom it has found. It does not seem to feel pain or loss because of its corrupted appearance. From the holy emblem of Ansu worn on its chest, it can be seen that this scholar is also a devout believer of the Midnight Crow God.

It is followed by a cute white Kaliri bird pet. The bird has a beautiful Draenei-style gem collar around its neck, which makes the cute bird look very proud and arrogant. It is a "gift" from the traveler Lelan to his Crowman friend.

Therefore, the identity of the man in white robe who hid the scroll became clear.

It is Reshad, one of the most favored Ravenclaw priests of the Midnight Raven God, and one of the leaders of the complex faction of Fallen Ravenmen. However, rather than preaching the midnight power of Anzu, Reshad prefers to collect ancient wisdom everywhere.

That's why it became friends with Leland.

But now, the person who had been assisting Nobundo and Garona in their operations seemed very anxious.

It was talking and gesticulating to Nobundo, and not far from its Crow Claw Hut, several Crow Claw priests dressed the same as it were hurriedly and carefully transporting two unique Kaliri bird eggs.

The two bird eggs were very large, with golden patterns like the sun on them, which looked extremely gorgeous.

"Nobundo, what news do you have that you need to tell me?"

Archbishop Naili stepped forward to ask, and the shaman immediately replied:
"The Elemental Wind brought me the new order from the Vigilant. He asked me to assist these Crow Claw priests in delivering the Kali bird eggs that can give birth to high-level Crow Man to the Karabor Temple. The Crow Man's gods will be waiting for these priests there.

The saint also said that he would come to join us soon, and before dawn tonight, the Crow People's 'King of Claws' would return to Tongtian Peak.

The Vigilant wants us to seize the final moment to prepare. When the time comes, we will follow the King of Claws to 'liberate' Tongtian Peak from the hands of the corrupted Sun Cult!"

"What?"

The information revealed by Nobundo gave Archbishop Nari a headache. Although she was not sure what Dick was going to do, she was certain that her magical saint boyfriend might have really grasped the core of the Crow Man problem.

She looked doubtfully at the Scroll Sage Reshad and the two eggs beside him that were carefully protected by the Crow Claw priests. She said:
"I can understand sending people to help with this important matter concerning the future of our species, but these two eggs..."

"ga"

Leilan's arakkoa friend shook his head, made bird sounds, and then explained in a hoarse and cold tone:
“This is the Yangyan Kali bird egg we stole from Tongtian Peak under the guidance of the Midnight Crow God.

Haha, it's normal that you don't understand. After all, the breeding of us Crow People is a secret to other races. The fact is, the sun god Rukhma originally chose to use the eggs of the Kali bird to shape the first Crow People out of his thoughts of the god Ansu, as the purest children of the sun and midnight.

That is how we were born and our sacred tradition!"

Reshad's voice doesn't sound like that of a good person, but that's only because the Fallen Crow Man's vocal cords are distorted. The fact that it accepts Leilan as a friend shows that this scroll-hider actually has a very gentle personality.

It stretched out its claws to tease the little white Kali bird that always followed it. While the Crow Claw priests were performing elemental protection on the two giant eggs, it explained to Nari and the others:

"Those gifted kali eggs will give birth to glorious arakkoa under the sunlight, while those unlucky ones will only give birth to fierce but loyal birds like 'Percy'. But no matter what, the civilization of the arakkoa is bound to the kali birds throughout Draenor.

That is why, at midnight, when the Crow God gave us an oracle announcing the imminent return of the King of Claws, we must deliver these two bird eggs blessed by the Sun God to your City of Faith.

Your saints have promised the Raven God that the power of the Holy Light will bring back our most honorable and wise King Claw.

If he could do it, then the millennia of decay and division in the Spires of Arak would come to an end at the next dawn. Ah, it would be a racial epic worthy of being engraved in the golden Sun Hall of Skyreach.

I'm honored, duh, to witness and record this moment."

The others were still confused about how Saint Diakum was going to bring back the Claw King, who had been dead for hundreds of years. Archbishop Nari, who had maintained an improper relationship with the saint for a long time, rolled his eyes.

She understood immediately and whispered to Yura beside her:
"It's 'Lightforged'! Diak'um needs His Majesty Kara to use the ritual of Lightforging to rebuild the body of Wise King Terokk. Young people don't understand this, but you should know, Yura. When we were in exile, we fought alongside the Lightforged warriors of the Legion of Light."

Yura reacted immediately.

Although her husband Malas is not a Lightforged warrior, he has been with the Lightforged for a long time, so Yura also understands this ritual very well.

She nodded, looked at the two radiant, glowing Kali eggs, and said:
"And if the Crow People's Sun God truly gave them the talent to manipulate and use holy light, then after being light-forged, they would also have a stronger and brighter form like us. But the Scroll Keeper said that their Claw King has clearly fallen.

The saint said it was a curse from the evil god.

It's said to be related to the Void, and even the Holy Light can't bring them back unless the curse is removed! Because I have Lightforged friends, I understand the dangers of that process even better."

Yura said with some concern:

"If they cannot face the torture in the spiritual test, their bodies and souls will be burned to ashes by the holy light!"

"The saint can dispel those curses."

Garona remained silent, thinking of the power she had witnessed that night as the Dark Archon harnessed the power of the Void Shadow. She spoke:

"He's just a shadowy evil god who's been dead for thousands of years. The curse left by Sethe is nothing to the Vigilantes, just like the light of rotten grass can't compete with the bright moon."

"Huh? Why are you so confident in him?"

Yura looked at Garona curiously and said:

"You walk in darkness yet understand the secrets of the Holy Light?"

"Don't worry about it!"

Garona curled her lips and said:

"Anyway, I just know."

"I see!"

After hearing about the Lightforge, Yrel touched her arm with a strange expression and blinked her eyes and said:
"But there should only be one Claw King. Why are there two eggs here? Are they preparing an extra one out of fear of failure?"

"No, it is two noble ones who will return from time to the crows tonight."

Ps1:

In the first edition of the six force map, the "Emerald Dream" is a special area of the six force realms that corresponds to the "Shadow Realm". Everyone used to think that the Emerald Dream referred to the place where the druids dreamed in Azeroth, but it was later proved that the Shadow Realm is the holy land of the "Force of Death". Therefore, if the two are matched, it can be proved that the "Emerald Dream" is the holy land of the Force of Life, and its scope is definitely not limited to Azeroth.

The reason why the Emerald Dream in Azeroth is so active is probably because of the work left behind by the Titans' intervention, or perhaps it is simply a "local area network" specially created by the Titan Guardian Freya in order to better play the "Pokémon" game.

(End of this chapter)