Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 134:33. Following the Ashbringer, another divine weapon was shamelessly plagiarized by the Dog Saint! [615]

(Additional update for brother “Huo Zheng Ting Hao” [6/15])
"I went in and took a look. Those fallen crows were hiding in the corner of the Blood Rain Valley. They were performing some very dark spell rituals and distilling and collecting some very disgusting things from the constantly dripping blood rain.

However, due to your previous battle with the god Ansu, part of the terrain of the Setek Valley was destroyed.

So those corrupted servants are repairing the circle in that place. They seem to be performing some weird summoning! I saw them capturing many Saberfangs as sacrifices. I also found this from the Claw Court Guard!

Near midnight, at the Cursed Pool in the east of Arak Peaks, outside the Sethek Valley, Garona, who had completed the infiltration and reconnaissance with extremely high efficiency, was reporting her observations to her "saint grandfather" and Princess Lacey.

She took out a few strange scales from the material bag and handed them to the two of them.

When Diakum took it in his hand, he found bloodstains on the scales. It seemed that Garona did not get these things through "peaceful" means.

But that's not the point.

As the Sentinel examined the strange "snake scales" in his hand, Princess Lacey beside him had already responded with disgust:
"These are the cursed scales of the dead god, the scales of Sethek's wind serpent. It is said that the god Ansu tore its short, ugly wings when it devoured the flesh of the cursed one, and the scattered scales spread across the Sethekk Valley. Each scale bears the remnants of Sethek's curse on the world and the arakkoa.

These Fallen are mad!

I cannot fathom what they are doing with all these cursed things. But I don’t want to know!”

This arakkoa princess, who was also forged by light, still retained the bright voice of a high-level arakkoa, like the singing of a kali bird. When she spoke, her tone rose and fell like a bird's singing, and even her curses were quite interesting.

However, like her father, she did not use the "interjection particles" such as "quack" and "ga" that were unique to other Crow People when speaking. It was obvious that she had gone through a long period of special training to get rid of this impolite habit.

Faced with her anger, the scroll collector Reshad, who had already rushed back to the Peaks from Karabor Temple on a Dread Raven, immediately explained:

"Quack, Your Highness, we, the Crow Claw priests serving the Midnight Crow God, have been vigilant against the activities of the false King of the Claw over the years. I can answer your questions.

These fallen ones obey the ambitions of the false king of the claws, Aegis. That crazy guy has been trying to summon the will of the Cursed Wings that remains in this pool of blood. He believes that he can enslave the crazy power of the cursed and use it to remove the distortion and corruption of the bodies of the fallen... um, Midnight Crows.

Its desperate servants yearn every day to restore their noble bodies and soaring wings, so they fanatically follow Aegis and collect the remains of the dead gods for it, these wind serpent scales are just the most insignificant part.

As far as we know, croak, the court of the false king of the claw has already found all the cursed remains that were spurned by the god Ansu.

If it weren't for the 'competition' between Saint Diakum and God Ansu that destroyed part of the valley and interrupted the ritual of those madmen summoning the Cursed, I'm afraid you would still be witnessing those depraved and crazy scenes here."

"Is it to lift the curse on the tribe?"

Princess Lacey hesitated for a moment, then shook her exaggerated and gorgeous feathers inherited from the King of Claws and said:
"That sounds quite noble."

"It's a great goal, but the wrong approach was taken."

Diakum shook his head and purified the cursed scale in his hand with holy light to dispel the cold aura in it. He handed the tough demigod snake scale to Garona, indicating that she should collect it and find the leatherworker master of Garadar to make her a set of assassin armor.

The Sentinel looked at the Cursed Pool, where blood rain was still falling in the midnight, and said in a deep voice:
"They attempted to achieve a grand goal through corrupt means, attempting to bring light to their people through dark means, but they overestimated their own power. No matter how weak Sethe was, he was still a demigod.

They cannot control the spirits of the deceased gods that remain here, and will only be eroded by the dark rituals.

Ansu said in person that Sete's power comes from the void and shadow, which means that the day the summoning of the false king of the claw is successful will be the day when the entire court of the claw will be completely corrupted.

Most importantly, the distortions of all the Midnight Crowmen's bodies are due to being stained with Sethe's cursed blood. The Crow Claw priests themselves do not deny this; they can often hear Sethe's curses when they step into the realm of shadow magic. So how can the false king of the claws, Aegis, be so sure that his arrogant thoughts come from his own persistence, rather than the curser's secret instigation?

Diakum looked at Princess Lacey, who was lost in thought, and said:
"The reason your father asked you to lead the Sun Guard and the Crow Claw Priests here to eliminate the false King of the Claw is probably to make you, who is more emotional and younger, think about this issue.

If in the future you inherit the title of 'Queen of the Claws' and lead the Sunfire and Midnight Crowmen on the journey to lead the rise of the Solar Empire, will you remember Aegis's lesson and refrain from resorting to dark means, pursuing righteous results instead?

"What the alien saint said makes sense, quack, Princess."

The scroll collector, Reshad, nodded in agreement. His eyes, as deep as agate, moved as he reminded the princess amid the chirping of the little kali bird, Percy:

"The madness of the false King of the Claw is essentially the same as the perverse actions of the Sun Cult. Aegis was once a member of the Sun Sages. After being persecuted, he brought his own crazy behavior to the Crow's Nest of the Midnight Crowmen.

This is the extreme thinking that Your Majesty Terok must strive to eliminate among the people, and it is also a temptation that you must be wary of.

You can learn these things slowly. For now, we must first cleanse the Sethekk Valley of corruption. With the help of the god Ansu, we must completely end the persecution of our people by the Cursed Ones for thousands of years. We must allow the sun to shine upon this valley once again, and let the Cursed Pool become a terrifying legend that must be forgotten."

"Garona, you lead the Sunfire Crowman assassins in search of the source of the corrupt ritual in the valley."

Diakum warned his assassin granddaughter:

"The false king of the claws, Aigis, and his core cult members must be there. Princess Lacey and I will first clear out the corrupt rituals on the outskirts of the valley. We are pressed for time, so the sooner the better."

"Take this, quack."

Reshad handed Garona a pendant that looked like a shadow crystal. It explained:

"This is the Shadow Eye of my god. It can help a powerful assassin like you escape into deeper shadows, allowing you to more easily capture the traces of power left by the curser.

Ordinary assassins would be lost in the midnight shadow of Ansu, but not you!

"Quack, orc, I am a good friend of your mother, and I am also amazed that an arcanist like her can train such an outstanding shadow walker like you. Well, Lelan is indeed a magical Draenei."

"whispering sound"

Facing Reshad's sigh, Garona curled her lips after taking the Eye of Anzu. Without explaining in detail how she became an assassin, she took a few steps back and disappeared into the shadows. The arak assassins who followed Princess Lacy also followed her into stealth.

The high-level Crowmen's slender and flexible bodies, their innate super-fast movement speed and bird-like nerve reactions make these guys born to be assassins, and the Crowmen are very good at ambushing and killing from high altitudes.

Their "death drop" is one of the deadliest ambushes in Draenor.

It is said that the Broken Hand Clan's activities in the Spires of Arak have never achieved much success because the assassination skills of the Arak people are no less than those of the sadists. Especially when you see your companion's head being torn to pieces by the wind and you can't see the opponent at all, even the bravest person will lose his courage.

"Then I will set off as well, Your Highness Lacey."

Dick glanced at his ready recruits and said to the Crow Princess:
“After we finish clearing the Setek Valley, we will return directly to the Talador region, where the battle needs us more.

But I still want to ask one more question, those who are attacking the city in another direction of Arak Spires of the Broken Hand Clan assassins really don't need our help to clean up? I heard that they built a fortress and fortress in the valley northwest of the Spires of the North.

I'd really love to raze that place for my Crow Man friends, it would only take one night."

"Thank you for your kindness, Vigilant, but the King of Claws has just returned to Skyreach Peak, and my father needs a significant 'prey' to demonstrate his majesty and power to his subjects."

Princess Lacey whispered:
"Just as he stabilized Skyreach's rule by pacifying the Khajiit warlords of Bloodmane Valley when he first became king, since the War Horde is the enemy of the Covenant of K'ure, then the Shattered Hand Clan, who obey Blackhand the Destroyer, must naturally be eliminated by us, as members of the Covenant.

This is how we demonstrate the power of the Arakkoa to the other members of the Covenant."

"Ah."

Dick was satisfied with this answer.

Rather than the Claw King's diplomatic response, he would have preferred to see the Shattered Hand's fortress in Spires of Arak razed to the ground by the arakkoa, using the heads of their common enemies as a pledge of unity.

A few minutes later, Diak'um led his new recruits to a Fallen Crowman ritual site, shrouded in a rain of cursed blood. As they prepared for battle, Eredas, wearing priestly robes and holding a crystal-forged staff, approached. He said to Diak'um with some concern:
"Saint, can I really use the power of darkness in front of my companions? I'm afraid they won't be able to accept such teachings. You know, our people's yearning for light makes them very resistant to darkness."

"But you didn't become a shadow priest just to earn the respect of your companions."

Diak'um looked at Eredas.

He felt that this child was good in every way. He had courage, a spirit of sacrifice, and was not lacking in wisdom and decisiveness. However, he often lacked confidence. This was probably because old Velen's achievements in the priest profession were too dazzling, making it difficult for Aredas to have the confidence to surpass his old father.

But on the other hand, he had previously wanted to become a vindicator and also tried to surpass "predecessors" like Kil'jaeden in his career path. This was simply a tragedy for the Eredas, who had a special identity.

Ah, those damn old men have completely blocked the way and don't give the young people any chance to show their talents. These hot-blooded old men are really too bad! Yes, all the old men, including the Vigilant Saint, are too bad!

Seeing the young man still hesitant, Diak'um stood up, holding the Ashbringer, and prepared to launch a Holy Charge. He also wanted to test out his newly acquired Legendary skill, [Solar Storm], and moved his shoulders. He said to Eredas:
"If you haven't made up your mind yet, you can also attack in the form of a light priest.

The doctrine of 'light and darkness coexisting' that we follow allows you and me to gain strength from both the light and darkness sides. In addition to being a sentinel of darkness, you are also a redeemer of holy light. However, this means that we must expend twice as much or even more energy than other priests to better hone our strength.

Darkness and light have never been a single-choice question for us. Eredas, the power of light and darkness are only tools for us, not goals.

Ask yourself, what is the ultimate purpose for which you are dedicating your efforts as you move forward with tools in hand?

This is faith.

If you don't have firm faith, you will sooner or later fall into the temptation of darkness or the blindness of light."

After throwing out some inspirational words from the priest, Diakum put on his helmet, but before leading the recruits to charge, he took out the Flame Blade from his bag and held it in his other hand.

Maraad and Yrel were stunned by the powerful dual-wielding heavy weapons. The new recruit exclaimed:

"Saint, why are you fighting with two heavy weapons? Wouldn't it be exhausting to consume double or even more strength?"

"I just want to explore the potential of us garrison officers on the warrior side."

Dick explained:
"Through years of training, powerful warriors can master the technique of wielding two heavy weapons simultaneously, transforming them into the most deadly slaughterers on the battlefield. When both weapons are wielded simultaneously, only a storm of blood and flesh remains in their wake.

That's the crazy Slayer's fighting method, kids, but you have to admit that no matter how violent a guy is, when facing a sturdy warrior wielding two heavy blades, the fear of being chopped into pieces by two weapons will make the enemy calm down for a moment.

Well, fear is also a warrior's weapon
We should make good use of it!"

"You're right. I should learn from you."

Yrel nodded vigorously.

Maraad, the captain of the first company of new recruits of the Hand of Argus, glanced at her and felt that his "deputy captain" had fallen into the "blind obedience" that the saints had always been wary of. Perhaps he should correct her wrong ideas when he had time.

But that wasn't a big deal. Especially after the Sentinels used their skillful midday sun to tear apart the dark rituals of the Corrupted Crowmen, forcing the crazy, noisy creatures to rush out roaring and then beheaded by the Sentinels with their cool double blades, the raid quickly turned into another combat training for the new recruits.

The Fallen Crowmen are very powerful.

The shadow affinity they gained from the curse allows them to easily control Anzu's series of shadow spells and vicious curses from Sethe. They are simply natural warlocks, and every fallen crow man is a master of controlling the shadow storm.

But still the same sentence.

In front of the Sentinels who were now increasingly immersed in the morality of punishment, most of the creatures in Draenor were weak. The squad of recruits led by him personally swept through the dark strongholds of the Fallen Crowmen like a whirlwind of holy light. In just a few hours, they razed at least seven Fallen Rites, but these were just warm-ups.

When Garona informed the location of the false king Aigis of the Claw through the Arkonite communication crystal, the real "challenge" was put on the table.

The False King of the Claw isn't a big deal, just a corrupted legendary arakkoa warlock.

The real problem is that this madman may have realized the seriousness of the problem, so he actually summoned the dark will of the Cursed Sethe in advance through crazy sacrifices.

When Diakum rushed into the dark place with the scorching holy light on his body, what he saw was a sacrificial site that was so smelly that it made him sick.

Not only were the Saber-fanged Tigers captured, the crazed Aegis even threw his loyal Claw Guards into the sacrificial ground.

This vast dark cave was filled with animated shadows and the howling breath of the void. The false king of claws, standing on the skeleton, laughed loudly, and before it, before Diakum, a huge wind snake composed entirely of bones was already trying to soar again in a terrifying way.

"Be careful! Sethe's corrupted soul has returned to the void, but the madman left all his cursed power in this valley before his death."

Old Ansu's sinister voice rang out from Dick's helmet, reminding him:

"Aegis gathered the remains of Sethe that I scattered across the Spires of Arak, enough to give this resurrected Curse half of Sethe's power.

It's not that I haven't tried to purify this valley over the years, but because I swallowed the flesh and blood of Sethe, I was also partially "contaminated". I can't fight against the power that belongs to "me", so I can only use the hands of outsiders to accomplish it.

Also, remember to explain it to me after you finish it.
"What is this power from the sun that you possess? Why do you possess the sunfire of Rukhmar? Did you steal it? If so, you should think of escaping, you 'power thief'!"

"Well, the real story is more exciting than you think, my dear old Ansu."

Diakum flexed the heavy weapons in his hands and responded mentally:
"What if I say this is the reward bestowed upon me by Rukhma's will? What if I tell you that the Sun God has always been watching over his homeland and his beloved in the distant other world?"

"Quack! I don't believe it!"

"In the name of the Holy Light, you better believe it."

The Sentinel threw down a word, then summoned the scorching holy light and pounced on the Skeleton Evil God before him. He also did not forget to assign tasks:

"Leave Sethe the Cursed to me for purification! New recruits, go and deal with the false King of the Claw! That legendary corrupted warlock is the final stage of your new recruit's trial. Execute it in the name of the Holy Light, then follow me back to Talador to participate in the glorious battle!"

"As you command, Saint!"

Yrel and Maraad rushed out from the left and right in the surging holy light of the sun of Diak'um. They both opened their dazzling wings of vengeance and pounced on the Claw Pseudo-King Aegis who was still laughing like a classic stupid villain. But faster than them was Garona who broke out from the shadows with a double blade in hand.

This half-orc assassin had been lurking in the cave, waiting for his teammates to come and defeat the BOSS.

The Eredas who provided support from the rear was the team's priest.

He was now methodically calling upon the Holy Light to heal and strengthen his teammates through the Word of Power, but in reality, Eredas was making a somewhat difficult decision in his mind.

Will he choose to trust his friends? Will he demonstrate the destructive power he has found in the darkness in the test of war?
For the son of a prophet, such concerns are understandable.

After all, the old father is the most famous Light Priest in the stars, but the son has become a Shadow Priest. It doesn't sound good to say this out loud.

"boom"

A roar of energy echoed in the cave. The solar storm unleashed by Diakum's blade was far more powerful and destructive than the previous divine storm. The dancing holy light runes were heated to the point of melting by the sun's fire, causing them to present an eerie interplay of white and red as they danced.

The burning of holy light and elemental fire merged together, and Diak'um wielded it to fill every part of the massive skeleton of Sete the Accursed. The bombardment of holy halos that continuously erupted when he was struck and attacked, and the subsequent lesser holy slashes, made the battlefield of the Sentinels completely become an unbearable "light pollution".

The poor curser was like being thrown into a "sea of purification" shaped by high-concentration holy light. The time it took to complete a curse breath was enough for the opposing saint to violently launch at least three solar storms.

If Setai could speak, he would have already loudly scolded Diakam for his lack of martial ethics!

Are you, the Draenei Vindicator, the legendary man without a basic attack? How come every attack is an AOE? And how can your AOE also apply a debuff and trigger a execution combo at the same time?

Isn't this just blatant cheating?

Well, you bastard dog saint, you use this method to trick and sneak attack me, a thousand-year-old demigod, right?
It's really shameless!

But Diakum also has something to say.

You are only a demigod of a few thousand years old. Why are you acting so high and mighty in front of me, an old man who is over 20,000 years old?

If this really counts as a scam, then based on the skills we've exchanged, I, an old man, can at least extort a few luxurious flats in the city center of Tongtian Peak from you, a young man! Believe it or not, I'll lie down right now?
In short, there is no way to fight!

There is no way to fight!
Before he learned Solar Storm, Diakum was able to purify the false god Rukhma independently with his sanctified battle stance. The Cursed One, Sete, who was not at his peak at all, was no match for him.

In fact, Sethe's level can only be considered low among all the wilderness demigods of the life force.

Well, it's obscene in every sense of the word.

What's more, this guy was resurrected as a "ghost", and the one he has to face is a legendary paladin. Isn't this bullying?!
By the end of the fight, Diakum even began to use Sete's cursed bones to practice his dual-weapon combat. He had to practice the legendary talent [Titan's Grip] as soon as possible to become a cool "dual-wielding" paladin, so that he could fully utilize his "equipment advantage" in subsequent battles.

There are four legendary weapons in my bag, but I can only use one at a time. It always feels like a waste.

When Princess Lacey arrived with the Claw Guards, she was horrified to see that the dark cave where the false Claw King was hiding had turned into a golden "ocean of holy light". The sunlight and heat emitted by the Sentinels even began to melt the rocks soaked in darkness. The wails and screams of the Cursed Sethe made it look nothing like a sinister villain.

The light and heat from the continuously released solar storm were unbearable for the Claw Pseudo-King Aegis and the recruits. They could only run outside the cave to fight to avoid being burned to death by the solar storm.

"Quack! Lacey!"

Aegis, the false king of the Claw, who had been forced into a desperate situation by the recruits, knew that he would die today. He was ready to fight with these nosy Draenei, but he saw the beloved daughter of the King of the Claw appearing in front of him. Based on the bad guy idea of "I will never let others have an easy life if I don't have a good life myself", Aegis immediately changed his target of "explosion" to the Crow Princess.

It can neither lead the fallen crows to attack the Sky Peak, nor see the filthy Sky City burning, nor use its own claws to save its fallen people, so it is better to use Lacey's second death to anger Terokk.
Let all of Spires of Arak burn!

"Quack! False gods! They are all false gods! The fate of the Crow People should be in their own hands!"

The false king of the claws screamed and called on the shadow crows to spin around him madly, in order to drive back the ferocious Yrel and Maraad. He took the opportunity to take Garona's devastating blow and turned the corruption curse he learned from the secret teachings of the curser into a black light and hit Lacey.

Even if she cannot be killed, this glorious princess can be transformed into an ugly person like the fallen crow man.

But Lacey is not a vegetarian either!
The princess inherited her father's bravery. At the same time when Aegis launched a shameless sneak attack, the two wing blades in Lacey's hands also flew out. With the blessing of the power of light, they turned into swirling golden streams of light and pierced into Aegis' chest and eyes, causing the false king of claws to fall down with a scream, and then Irel pounced on him and smashed his head with a hammer.

As for that beam of light
"Eredas! What has happened to you? Have you been struck by darkness? What is this terrible darkness that is within you?"

Amidst Maraad's angry roar, Princess Lacey stared in amazement at the Draenei who "flashed" in front of her to help her block the beam of corruption.

At this time, Eredas's entire body was covered in thick shadows.

The arc of shadow surrounded him and turned into a dark gauze. It was neither evil nor presumptuous, but protected the priest's body in a manipulated manner. One could even vaguely see dark phantoms flickering and dancing around him.

My great uncle thought that it was Aegis's final blow that caused his brother to fall. He hurried forward to check but was stopped by Eredas.

The Shadow Priest looked at the dark spell power in his hand that he had completely blocked and sealed. He said softly:

"No, this is my own choice! Maraad, I will not only walk in the light to heal you, I will also walk on the other side of the shadows to watch over you, just like the fallen like Aegis always try to use darkness to hurt those in the light, but...
No matter how thick the darkness is, it only takes a ray of light to dispel it and illuminate it.

Holy Light, I have embarked on this path, I have found my own righteousness, please bless me."

Eredas raised his hand and loosened his five fingers. As the shadows around him dissipated and the power of holy light transformed, the spell was purified bit by bit in his own scorching holy light.

He was back in the light.

It seems that the shape of the shadow just now was just an illusion.

"But how can you ensure that you don't completely lose yourself in the temptation of shadows?"

After completing another beheading, Irel came over and said worriedly:

"Even the great prophet cannot guarantee that he can always fight against darkness."

"I have a passion for devoting myself to the Holy Light, and of course, I also have the discipline to restrain myself. The Vigilants taught me to use years of asceticism to resist the erosion of darkness, my brothers and sisters."

Eredas drew a triangular holy symbol on his chest and whispered:
"I am not only a shadow priest, I have also become a ring-bearing priest. The commandments of the Holy Light are the armor that binds my spirit. This road is difficult to walk, but I believe that I will definitely reach the end!"

"boom"

The moment the words fell, the dark cave behind everyone collapsed completely.

As they watched, the Sentinel, still shrouded in terrifying light and heat, strode out from the dust. In his hand, he held a dark, swirling gemstone. He handed it to Eredas and said:
"Your dark crystal should have been purified by the burning of the sun's fire. Just as the Holy Light of the Sun bestowed upon you the Holy Eye, this Eye of Shadow from Sethe the Accursed is also given to you, my child.

Just as you always use your left eye to seek light and your right eye to be wary of darkness.

Use these two gems to create a staff that belongs only to you. It will be able to switch between light and darkness with you, and better protect our people in the glow of "blessing" and "curse"!
I believe your legend has just begun.

I believe your legends will be spread across Draenor and eventually sung across the stars. Let's take a final break and say goodbye to our arakkoa friends.

The curse has been cleansed, and we should return to Talado."

(End of this chapter)