Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 129:28. The Dragon King returned home and saw his daughter living in a doghouse. He was furious. [115]

(Additional update for brother “Huo Zheng Ting Hao” [1/15])
The scroll collectors were a group willing to share. Since it would take time for Nobundo to prepare the shamans to use the elemental power for astral teleportation, Reshad rummaged through the scroll bag behind him, took out a worn scroll, and unfolded it.

It was about to take some time to explain to the curious Yrel and others why the two eggs were being sent to the Temple of Karabor. The scroll-hider cleared his throat and described the ancient stories from the history of the Arakkoa to the people around him in a sad voice.

"Because the heart of the Claw King Terokk is broken. If our wise king is to return safely from death, he must bring his broken heart back to the mortal realm. Ah, that's a story so sad that it would make the ravens of the entire Spires of Arak weep."

It unrolled the scroll and said in its emotionally charged "big bad guy voice":

"After the wise and valiant Lord Terokk single-handedly swept through the vicious Bloodmane Tiger People and granted them the grace of pardon with a kingly gesture, when he returned to Skyreach Peak from Bloodmane Valley, bearing the ferocious tiger head of 'Karash the Arrogant King' and draped in supreme glory, all the Crowmen were sincerely convinced of this monarch.

Even the Fallen Crowmen were moved by the bravery and kindness of His Majesty Terokk. The tribes that had been divided for thousands of years were about to be reunited by the King of Claws, and the glorious return of the Solar Empire seemed to be just around the corner.

However, the Anhar priests who hid under the shadow of the sun were afraid that the powerful and wise monarch would take away their pitiful power, so they set up a sinister conspiracy against the King of Claws in their gloomy plot.

The priests of Anhar knew that they and their servants were no match for the King of the Claw, so they set their sights on the monarch's beloved daughter, Princess Lacey, who was as bright and beautiful as the sun of Rukhmar.

One night, they kidnapped the innocent but brave princess, claiming that she had violated some law and then executed the punishment of falling on her.

They claimed that if Princess Lacey could return to Tongtian Peak on her own wings, her sins would be forgiven, but those vicious lunatics tied up the princess's wings! They cruelly pushed her down from Tongtian Peak!

They had no intention of letting the proud princess survive. This was a shameful murder!

She fell.

Like countless fallen arakkoa, she fell into the cursed valley.

When the King of Claws heard the tragedy of falling into the valley in great pain, calling for his daughter affectionately, he saw Lacy's broken body in despair.
Oh, most wise king.

Its pride was instantly crushed by the malice of its subjects, its soul was plunged into darkness, and its epic story ended before it even began.

But even so, the great King of the Claw did not abandon his people!

It dragged its broken and exhausted body to organize us, the wingless fallen ones, just as it protected us at Skyreach, and led us to establish Skettis on earth!
It was the first city of the fallen arakkoa and our first home.

But the King of Claws' heart was broken.

Time has never been gentle to it. When it ages, the pain and darkness of the past once again haunt it.

We can only seal our king in the shadow of our Father God, and wait for our wise king to lead us to soar into the sky once again."

As Reshad spoke, tears began to flow.

This emotional Tibetan let out the mournful cry of birds, and regained his consciousness with the comfort of the white Kali bird beside him.

it says:

"Quack, it's impossible to bring back our monarch from the darkness and reshape his destiny. Our King of Claws also needs to fill his broken heart, but fortunately, the Midnight Crow God has never given up on us!
After Princess Lacey was murdered, her soul was taken in by our Father God into the quiet night, sleeping under the wings of the Crow God with her father, who was tortured by duty and guilt.

These two eggs are the new bodies prepared for the father and daughter."

"But even if the hatching is successful, it will take time for the Crowman to grow, right?"

Yura wiped her tears at this sad but touching story and said:

"Could it be possible that your King of Claws could, upon his birth, possess the power to return to Tongtian Peak and strangle those vicious priests who betrayed him?"

"My God has his own great power. This is not something that mortals can speculate about."

Reshad also had no idea how Anzu would complete this challenge.

But as a servant of the Crow God, it couldn't lose face, so it could only roll its eyes and say something mysteriously.

A few minutes later, through the communication and coordination between Nobundo and the elements, a starlight gate composed entirely of elemental power opened in the dim forest. The somewhat exhausted shaman turned to the Crow Claw priests and said:
"The Astral Gate has opened. Pass through it and you will reach the teleportation hall of Karabor Temple. Your Midnight Raven God will be waiting for you there. Time is running out. Go quickly. May you be able to bring back your Claw King with the help of the Holy Light!
The depravity of the Crow People that I have witnessed is shocking. Perhaps only those legendary heroic monarchs can lead you out of this dark quagmire.

May your civilization rise from the ashes, Reshad.

You deserve this salvation, and so does the world."

"Quack, thank you for your blessing, kind Draenei. You are as kind as my friend Lelan. I hope the world will treat you well."

Reshad was visibly nervous.

The fallen crow man clutched the holy emblem of Anzu on his chest tightly with his skinny bird claws. He watched his companions deliver two scorching Yangyan Kali bird eggs into the elemental gate. As he adjusted his robe and stepped in, his nimble bird eyes rolled around.

Turning back to Nari, Yura, and Rexxar, he said:

"I know that the high-ranking Crowman sun priests have been trying to steal the power of the Sun God. They once stole a very talented Dread Raven egg from the Crow's Nest of the God Ansu, secretly nurtured a Sunfire Raven leader, and named that guy 'Ruklan'.

They boldly declared that the big bird was the offspring of the sun god in order to deceive the Crow Man believers.

But no!

Well, I can assure you that the descendants of the Sun God are not weak creatures of flesh and blood. The three of you are all outstanding hunters. You should free the tamed 'son of the false god'.

Especially you, orc!"

Reshad stared at Rexxar and whispered:

"Quack, Percy told me that you can understand its calls. You are a natural beast speaker. Perhaps you can communicate with Ruklan. Becoming the son of a false god is not its desire. The child has been bewitched by the evil Anhar priests."

"If it is indeed a pure and noble soul, then I have no choice but to take responsibility for it!"

Rexxar didn't hesitate.

The Mok'Nathal's feelings for the beast were far more intense and pure than those for any other human being.

Reshad looked at Nellie and Jura again, hesitated, and whispered:
"As for the two of you.
I will tell you about the secret room where the high-ranking Crowmen hide the true offspring of the Sun God. Quack, I personally entrust you two to bring those sacred eggs back to me. Under the guidance of the god Ansu, I will hatch the most sacred 'Sunlight Eagle' of our tribe again.

That is the true sacred object of our clan.

With them soaring across the skies of Spires of Arak, the sun will shine here once again."

"Hey, you have to pay for asking someone for help."

Yura put his hands on his hips, swung his tail, and bargained with Reshad:

"Boss Naili and I came to Tongtian Peak this time with an important mission."

"Haha, it's the Yangyan Golden Sacred Object passed down from our ancestors, right?"

The cunning Ravenclaw priest uttered a sharp voice and said:
"You are in the forest of the god Ansu, and every word you say cannot be hidden from the midnight wind. But that doesn't matter. Those holy objects are just ancient souvenirs. If you find them useful, take them.

The precious Sunfire Gold Ring and the Sun Egg are stored together. Since you have to make the trip anyway, remember to bring back those holy relics that have been covered in dust for thousands of years if you really want the Fallen Crow Man to become a member of the Alliance of K'ure.

Gua, I wish you a safe journey to Tongtian Peak."

After saying this, the polite scroll collector bowed to everyone and then stepped into the Star Gate with a staggering limp.

Amid the cheers of the elements, Reshad appeared in the magnificent teleportation hall of the Karabor Temple the next moment. In front of him, the newly appointed Archbishop of the Faith, Ms. Isana, was already waiting for them there.

"Diachem sent us a message. Although His Majesty Kara is still weak, he said that if his efforts can put the tragic history of the Crow People back on track, then we have no choice but to protect the Naaru!"

Isana said in a deep voice:

"The materials for the Lightforging Ritual are being prepared. Your god Ansu is conversing with our naaru. Please bring the body you prepared for the Claw King. Hmm? Why are you pointing at these two eggs?"

The legendary priest looked at the two bird eggs emitting light and heat beside the Crow Claw Priest in confusion.

She had never had much dealings with the Crow People, so naturally she didn't understand their peculiar way of reproduction. After being told by Reshad, she was complaining wildly in her heart. This little Lelan didn't lie or brag in that book. Were you Crow People really hatched from eggs?

Ah, everything that was born among these stars is truly magical!

Soon, under the escort of the priests, the two Yangyan Kali bird eggs were delivered to the temple where Narukala was. Because Kara had received the proposal of Velen and Hatton about the Lightforged Hand of Argus a few days ago, the materials were all ready and did not even need to be prepared on the spot.

When the two eggs were placed, Anzu, in the form of a large crow, stepped forward, flapped his wings, and injected the two souls he had saved into the stolen eggs.

As the protection of the shadow dissipated, the pure soul of the Crow People's most legendary King of Claws appeared before everyone. Narukara, whose broken body was spinning on the holy throne above, made a puzzled ethereal voice.

It asked Ansu:
"Demigod of Draenor, didn't you just say that the Claw King's soul was cursed by the evil god Sethe? But this spirit is so pure, there is clearly no trace of the curse. Only the light bestowed by the sun god remains in its heart."

"hehe"

In response to Naaru's question, Old Ansu's black agate eyes rolled, and then he made a bird's cry.

It had an agreement with Diakum not to talk nonsense at this time, so it said meaningfully:

"It was your saint who helped me purify Terokk. I have to say, the Vigilant is beloved by the Holy Light, and therefore his understanding of dark spells far exceeds that of ordinary Force walkers. It's as if he has also received some kind of gift in the realm of darkness.

But this God should not express too many opinions in this sacred place.

Your magnificent palace is so bright that it hurts old Ansu's eyes, but perhaps my Rukma will like it here. She always likes these magnificent and divine buildings. Alas, please use your magical powers to help my child be reborn in a brighter posture.

Diakum has described the principles of 'Light Forging' to me. I know that the newborn will have some spiritual entanglement with you, the Naaru, but my Rukhma already controls the fire of the sun, and her divine power is indeed similar to your holy light.

If the Holy Light can help Rukhmar and I bring the Arakkoa civilization back to the light of day.
Well, I think, Terokk, who is determined to lead the Arakkoa to rise again and spread the lost glory of the Solar Empire on the continent of Draenor, probably will not refuse to embrace the Holy Light.

It is such a selfless and benevolent monarch, the Sunstone from which Spires of Arak was born."

"Does this mean that Skyreach and the Crow People will also join the Ukree Alliance?"

Archbishop Ishana and Archbishop Akama whispered a few words, and then Akama, who was in charge of the affairs of the Karabor Temple, asked loudly:
"Lord Anzu, you are the father god of the Crowmen. The promise you made should be regarded as the oracle of Skyreach. Now that Draenor is at war, we need the wings of the Crowmen to soar above the sky and curb the dark clouds."

"I will, I will."

Old Ansu glanced at the Holy Light's garrison commander and thought to himself, "You're not as talkative as Diak'um. Why would you ask such a question at a time like this? Doesn't this make you Draenei too utilitarian?"

Haha, as expected, Diakum’s complaints about his colleagues were correct, these guys only have muscles in their brains!
But after all, he needed help from others, so the Midnight Crow God carefully hid the contempt in his eyes.

It flexed its exaggeratedly beautiful tail feathers and watched Kara pour pure and scorching holy light into the egg where Terok and his daughter Lexi were temporarily hiding. The shining light really made it, a demigod who had been hiding in the darkness for thousands of years, very uncomfortable.

But it did not retreat, but stood there, welcoming the spread and comfort of the holy light again and again.

It saw the sacred lines dancing like flames, outlining holy inscriptions on the eggshell. It felt the sacred power from the Naaru transform into a vitality as hot as fire and infuse into the two Yangyan Kali bird eggs, turning the power of light into a shaping hand to reshape the body of the King of Claws.

This is what Anzu and its Ravenclaw priests have been planning for the past many years.

The Midnight Raven God never gave up on his most outstanding child. He had been observing Terokk since the day he was born. He watched him grow up proudly day by day, and eventually became an outstanding leader. He also resisted the call of barbarism and learned kindness and tolerance, just like a white lotus growing in filthy pond water.

Anzu regarded Terokk as the most outstanding child of himself and Rukhmar, a miraculous pair of wings born from the fusion of sun and darkness.

But fate was not kind to its own children. When Terok fell into darkness, Ansu shed tears for it. However, the father of the night did not obey the chill of fate. It had been trying to bring Terok back to the world.

Now, this thing has been accomplished by accident with the help of a group of "aliens".

Destiny is such a magical thing!
Ansu stared at the bird eggs that were transforming in the light. It flapped its wings so that the black crow feathers merged into the holy fire in front of it, thereby giving its blessings to the newly born King of Claws. At the same time, it generously poured its demigod vitality into the two eggs to help them quickly hatch and grow.

Lightcasting can only help spirits and bodies walk into the light, but it cannot help them grow quickly. That is not the realm of holy light.

But the demigods in the realm of life are all proficient in life blessing. Although Ansu was despised by Diakum as a country demigod who didn't study hard, he was still a genuine demigod after all, and he was very skilled in using this basic skill.

While maintaining the flow of life force, it said:

"Terokk will lead the reunited arakkoa to dedicate their power to this world. As for me, I can also become your Stormwing in the Draenor sky, but I must first fulfill the 'promise' with the Vigilante.

Yes!

Diakum shared some of the world's secrets with me. I must see it with my own eyes. After that, I will be content to dedicate myself to the future of this world.

Quack, no need to fret, draenei.

The devil hasn't come yet, you still have some time, well, I heard the cry of Terokk, it and its children will be reunited in the light.

Reshad!
"What are you still standing there for?" Old Ansu instructed his favorite Raven Claw Priest:

"Hurry up and use your exceptional brushes to depict and record this miracle, destined to be recorded in the history of the Arakkoa! Then, use your wisdom and thoughts to transform all of this today into poetry and scriptures that will be passed down through the ages, and tell them to the children who will thrive under the wings of Rukhmar and me.

Wow, a new scripture is born!
It was born before my eyes, like a new golden sun that would illuminate the dark throne of Skyreach and ultimately guide the children of the Kali to soar into the sky again.

Rukhma and I will be proud of you, children.

Raise your wings, take back our sky, and spread the sun's light with the storm of crow feathers!"

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"See that brightest pillar on Skyreach? Eredars is tied to it! Those arakkoa are sick, turning a shameless lynching into a religious ritual, and Eredars is so 'cooperative'.

Whenever those Crowmen burned him with sunfire, he would recite the teachings of the Holy Light aloud. That scene was absolutely amazing!
I recorded a video using the Arkonite crystal. I'll show it to my mother when I get home. She'll definitely laugh out loud at the pain of Eredars' suffering."

On the saddle of the Spirit Dragon, which was circling around the stone pillars of Tongtian Peak, Garona, who had previously sneaked into the city for reconnaissance, was telling her "saint grandfather" what she had seen.

But the way Garona described it made Dick, who was riding the Lightforged Two-Headed Dragon, a little nervous.

Why does it feel like Garona is describing the Eredars' suffering these past few days as a stage play for Ace's admiration? This is outrageous. It's fine if you don't cry when witnessing tragedy, but why would you record someone's most embarrassing moment and then broadcast it?

It's heartbreaking to kill someone!

Do you want to replay this scene ten times in front of the guests at your mother's future wedding to Eredas?
You are worthy of being an assassin trained by Gul'dan himself. How can you have such a vicious heart?
And this Eredas is also stubborn!

You have been caught, so no one would say anything to you if you keep your head down for a while, but you insisted on confronting the barbaric Crowman thugs and were burned for so many days in a row. Even if the Eredar has a strong physique and is blessed by the Holy Light, he is probably on his deathbed.

"Take Maraad, Yrel, and Nobundo with you. The four of you will land directly on the Sun Platform and rescue Eredas. We won't need you on the front lines. Save the child first."

Dick warned Garona and the others:

"This must be done before dawn. The arakkoa's lens device needs to focus sunlight to ignite the sun fire. The first beam of light at dawn will obviously bring worse damage to the Eredas."

"Ok!"

The others nodded, but did not take action immediately.

Their team of "rescuers" had taken off dozens of minutes ago, but under Diakum's orders, they had been circling the huge stone pillars of Tongtian Peak in the clouds, as if observing the situation and not approaching the huge golden city standing in the sky.

Of course, everyone can understand the saint's caution.

The arakkoa are not the impoverished Gorian ogres who only have one capital left, most of which was destroyed by the ferocious orcs. Although the high-level arakkoa have been enclosing themselves in the Arak Peaks for thousands of years and enjoying sacrifices, they are indeed the absolute masters of this closed forest and mountain area.

There are nearly one million Crow People living in the huge city of Tongtian Peak alone.

No matter how powerful Diakum is, he cannot attack an entire city from high altitude.

"Dick, how long do we have to wait?"

Nari approached on the Spirit Dragon, and the fully armed Archbishop whispered:

"What are we waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for a signal!"

The Sentinel looked back at the Spires of Arak in the night. He looked towards Shadowmoon Valley and said to Nari:

"It's impossible for our team to charge directly into Tongtian Peak. I might be able to ensure our safe escape, but that won't bring any changes to Tongtian Peak, the 'Fallen City'.

But if we follow the correct signal to enter Tongtian Peak and assist the wise king who has returned from history to restore order, the fate of the Crow People may change at the next dawn.

Moreover, Anzu has already summoned its Crow Claw priests, including Skettis, Zeke, Akraz and other fallen crows from the Crow's Nest to participate in tonight's "coup".

They are the main force to overthrow the Sun Priest Cult.

You have to understand, Nairi, the significance of this matter being done by us is different from that of them. I don't want to be labeled a 'Draenei careerist' or a 'coup plotter' in the future history of the Arakkoa."

"So, you consider this an internal affair of the Crow People and don't intend to interfere too much? That really seems like your style."

Archbishop Naili nodded and said:
"Before you came, the scroll sage Reshad told us where the high-ranking arakkoa hid the Sun Gold Relics. When the coup d'état at Skyreach Peak begins, I will take Yura to retrieve those relics.

After we get the relics, we will escort them back to Shattrath City as quickly as possible. Based on the speed at which Archon Haton decomposes and polishes the Titan runes, as long as these Sun Gold relics are delivered, we may be able to forge the prototype of the world's artifact soon.

Ner'zhul and Mother Gaia have already completed their communication with the elemental lords at the Throne of Elements. That will be the birthplace of the artifact. As the shaman representative of the Draenei, Nobundo must return with us."

Nellie whispered to Dick:

"Do you have anything else to say about this?"

"Gone."

The Vigilant nodded and said:

"Items forged in this way by combining ancient power can indeed be called artifacts, but they are still not heavy enough to protect the world. The next step is to carry them to Gorgrond and search for the 'Heart of Life' in Draenor.

I'm going to do this myself!"

他 说:

"This is also the only way we can contact and persuade the mysterious race of forest elves to join the 'Demon Resistance Alliance'."

"You're the only one who dares to consider the forest sprites a native species of Draenor. You must know, Dick, that even in the eyes of ogres, forest sprites are undeniably murderous monsters."

Nari sighed:
"Yesterday, when we came here, we listened to the storyteller Reshad describe the ancient hatred between the forest elves and the arakkoa. He said with certainty that the arakkoa's solar empire was destroyed by the forest elves.

These two tribes are mortal enemies, and the same relationship exists between the Mok'Nathal clan and the ogres.

I really don't know how you plan to get these guys to temporarily put aside their blood feud. You have to understand that not all species will choose rationality in the face of danger. If this goes wrong, the K'ure Alliance will be in chaos before the demons even arrive."

"Blood feuds cannot be forgotten, and I have no intention of trying to convince them. I'm not a god whose words carry the law, nor am I arrogant enough to force the entire world to run according to my will."

Diakum didn't seem to care. He said casually:
"You are right, my dear little Nellie, but you have overlooked one fact: this world has its own will! Although it is different from our Argus, believe me, when Draenor speaks, all life in this world must be silent and listen.

We're just passing through, Nellie.

Put yourself in the right place and don't always put yourself in the perspective of the "Sons of Draenor" and try to help others solve problems.

To paraphrase an old saying, life will always find a way out."

"Tsk, I think you're just talking nonsense. We worked so hard to organize this event, not just to watch our allies get beaten to a pulp."

Nellie rolled her eyes and said:
"Besides, we can ignore it, but old Weiren, with his good nature, will definitely jump out as a mediator. Do you believe it? Old Weiren is kind-hearted and can't bear to see others suffer."

"Then let him go. Who would hate a nice guy?"

Dick grinned and said:
"This world needs people like Velen. The sons of Draenor may soon realize how fortunate it is to have old Velen standing by their side in times of crisis. You can trust him at any time. Look!
The signal is coming!"

The saint raised his hand and pointed behind him.

At his call, the rescuers who had already circled Tongtian Peak dozens of times also looked up.

They tightened the reins of their mounts in mid-air and looked toward the sky in the direction of Shadowmoon Valley.

At first, there was nothing but darkness, but soon a golden "Morning Star" appeared in front of everyone. At first, it was just a shining star, but after a few seconds, it turned into a dancing halo.

It was so fast that it even left traces of light in the darkness, like a straight golden beam of light, a pen of light held by an invisible hand, drawing a fierce line on the dark curtain.

"what is that?"

Yura screamed:
"How can it be so fast? I dare say that nothing in all of Draenor can catch up with it right now! Not even the Sun God. This is true supersonic speed."

"No, it's at least six times the speed of sound. The wings of ordinary birds simply can't bear this kind of load."

Nobundo also spoke in shock:

"And why does the light on it feel so familiar? I think I also feel this when I see Yrel's Holy Light."

"Not just one! Two!"

The silent Rexxar spoke, pointing out the truth. From the unique perspective of this Mok'Nathal orc, he was able to use his innate dynamic vision to capture the two figures as the "golden flash" approached.

One is big and the other is small. The big one is leading the way at high speed, while the small one is following behind in the "wake flow".

The two guys were moving at an extremely fast speed and following the same trajectory, looking like a line. When they got really close, everyone saw the truth about the shining star.

Crowman!

That was the elegant posture of a high-level Crow Man flapping its wings as it flew rapidly, but this fellow was different from ordinary high-level Crow Man. Although its feathers were also bright and inherited the exaggerated "flame" color of the Yangyan Kali Bird, obvious holy patterns of light could be seen on its body under the feathers.

It was exactly the same as the shining holy pattern that would burst out when Saint Diakum launched the Holy Storm, a mysterious geometric pattern.

If the flying Yangyan feathers behind the Crow Man's head are its natural crown, giving it the aura of a king soaring into the sky, then these shining holy patterns embellishing its body are its golden armor, the true armor of a king.

The only pity was that it came too fast and happened suddenly, and the scroll sages and crow claw priests of Reshad did not have time to prepare robes and sun flame light armor that matched the status of the King of Claws. They could only put the most gorgeous crow man robes they could find on His Majesty Terokk.

To be honest, this seriously weakened the majesty of the legendary "King of Claws" when he appeared on the scene.

But this is enough for now!

Especially when Terok suddenly stopped while speeding at several times the speed of sound, and then stopped steadily in front of everyone while being surrounded and supported by the wind element. The depths of its burning eyes like the Kaliri bird were dotted with pupils that shone like broken gold. Everyone who was stared at by it felt the pressure of facing the boundless sky.

The tips of the Crow Man's claws connected to his wings were made of sharp claws cast into crystals by light, making him look like a noble life that had walked out of pure light.

Next to it followed a smaller female arakkoa with more colorful feathers.

Different from her father's royal majesty and avenger's indifference, Princess Lacey, who was awakened from a long sleep, only had nostalgia for Tongtian Peak and a trace of indelible sadness in her eyes.

But the sadness was not only because of the injustice he had suffered, but also because tonight this once glorious but now shadowed city in the sky would flow into a river of blood in the divine wrath of his father.

"Hail to you! King of the Claws."

Dick rode on his lightforged two-headed dragon saddle and bowed to the Crowman King who was standing in the wind and looking at him. He said:

"As I promised the Midnight Raven God, we did not rashly enter your kingdom before your arrival, nor did we bring the blades of outsiders to bear on your subjects. Whatever will happen to you and this city tonight and at dawn is the internal affairs of the Raven People, and we have no intention of getting involved."

"Thank you for keeping your promise, Hand of Fate of the Holy Light."

Terokk spoke.

The voice was as hoarse as a storm blowing through the forest. It didn't sound like the sound a high-level crow man should make. Although those savage guys acted badly, their voices were as clear and elegant as the kali.

The voice of the Claw King in the Light is more like those of the fallen crows who were cursed to lose their wings. Their voices are as harsh as crows.

It's like a strange hybrid, like the soul of a fallen arakkoa in the appearance of a high-level arakkoa.

There is nothing we can do about it.

Even though Diak'um used the Dark Archon's void power to help Terokk cleanse Sete's curse, the change in his soul was permanent.

Even Anzu, the father god of the Crowmen, could not do anything about this. Fortunately, the process of light forging cleared away the darkness in Terokk's heart caused by pain and despair, thus saving it from complete depravity.

"Everything you have done for me and my daughter, I will always remember in my heart!"

Terokk said in a hoarse voice:
"I hereby make a promise to you in the name of the Lord of Skyreach, the Claw King of the Arakkoa! Whether high-ranking or corrupted, we will never become enemies of the Draenei. When you step onto the battlefield, Arakkar's skystorm will accompany you to eliminate any Darkwings that dare to show off their power.

The Alliance of K'ure proposed by you
At least when I am in power, Tongtian Peak will never betray me!"

(End of this chapter)