Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 14. The Holy Light is Eternal, and the Movie King is Forever

The main building of the lecture hall was being destroyed by the exploding evil energy. The huge amount of evil energy gushing out from the summoning ritual below was like highly concentrated sulfuric acid, corroding and melting everything it touched.

Sachir stood alone in front of the summoning ceremony, which could now be called the "Well of Fel Energy", and maintained the operation of this huge ceremony with his own strength.

You ask why the others in the Awakener Esoteric Order don't help?

good question!
Let’s first look at the corpses of those high-level warlocks who were assigned to guard the magic circle here. While the master and disciple, Sachir and Archimonde, were fighting passionately, the elite members of the Assassin’s Court were not idle.

Although Dick asked Captain Nari to ensure Archimonde's death, the situation was beyond his control.

The devastating battle between Thal'kiel and Archimonde was such that even Captain Nari wouldn't dare launch a surprise attack. Furthermore, the Assassin's Court was full of KPIs, so how could they have the time to constantly stand by Archimonde, ready to take his life?
Nellie made the right choice.

She and her team dived underground as chaos broke out on the surface, and tried their best to kill the warlocks who were guarding the large summoning ceremony here. But when they used the holy water blessed by the Naaru to destroy the filthy and corpse-strewn ceremony site, Sachir arrived here.

There is no need to go into details about what happened afterwards.

In short, Captain Naili, who was covered in blood and had three curses on her face, was carrying the chattering female assassin Yura on her back and dragging the female assassin's supporting actor Maras in her hand, and was struggling to break out of the collapsing buildings.

Only three of them survived the entire elite action team, and the rest were thrown into the summoning ceremony by Sachir as flesh and blood sacrifices.

The old wizard who was on the verge of ascending to demon was obviously not someone that high-level assassins like them could deal with. After he activated the summoning ritual, allowing the violent creatures of the star sea to rush into the material world, the rest of the matter could only be left to General Elodus's capital garrison.

But the Assassin's Court didn't do a particularly bad job. Except for Sachir and the warlocks wandering on the surface, most of the backbone forces in the Awakener's headquarters were eliminated by them during the chaos.

The coup that this cult wanted to launch failed before it even started, because the ending was a bit poor.

"This will result in a penalty on allowance."

Naili gasped as she looked at the green beam of light shooting up into the sky. She endured the pain and sighed:

"I guess I'll be exiled to a subordinate agency and work in an office."

"Look at the bright side, at least we survived."

The chattering female assassin behind her said in a weak voice:

"Damn! The work of the Assassin's Court is getting harder and harder. In the past, we only dealt with thugs and bandits, and occasionally dealt with crazy smugglers and psychotic mages.

Now, we have to fight the devil directly.

Captain, why don't we take this opportunity to change careers."

"You can still joke and talk nonsense, it seems you are okay."

Nellie's tail hurt, but she still cursed:
"Stop talking, I'll take you out."

The three of them were lucky. The direction they escaped from the underground ritual area was not far from the exit of the lecture hall. Naili held the hunting rifle in one hand and kept blowing up the scaly heads of the surrounding demon hounds, while protecting her two subordinates as they fled. However, they were soon surrounded by more demons.

Naili and the female assassin were forced to the outer wall of the lecture hall. The flesh-hungry demon hounds used their strange tentacles as eyes and kept dripping corrosive saliva towards them.

The High Ranger knew he couldn't escape.

She looked up at the demons in the sky that kept hitting the wall of holy light. The priests of the Naaru Temple were indeed fully prepared.

This made her feel relieved.

She knew that even if she died here, it would not be so easy for the demon to rush out and harm her fellow citizens in Oronaar City.

"team leader."

The chatterbox female assassin beside him threw the jeweled flying knife with one hand and whispered:

"I have a secret that I haven't told you. It's too late to tell you now. Haven't you always suspected that Maras and I were having an affair? The good news is that your suspicion is correct. The bad news is..."

"Shut up, Yura!"

Nari was busy loading her shotgun and throwing explosives, so she had no time to listen to her subordinates' nagging. She scolded:

"I don't care about your damn office romance. Now, cheer up! Even if we die, we, the members of the Assassin's Court, must die with dignity."

"puff"

Just as he finished speaking, a spear suddenly came out from the darkness not far away, hitting the demon hound that was rushing towards Naili and nailing it to the ground.

As Nari and the assassin Yura watched in astonishment, a dazzling holy light burst out before their eyes, and then a powerful garrison officer jumped down from a great height.

The burly fellow swung his jeweled hammer and struck left and right, repelling the surrounding demon hounds in the shining golden holy light.

Behind the fierce old garrison commander was a team of five young warriors. They were fully equipped and seemed to be very familiar with the demons' tactics. The five of them worked together like a whirlwind, sweeping across and quickly clearing a way out.

Fariya rushed over and grabbed her spear. She glanced at Naili, Yura, and the people beside them whose lives were unknown. She gasped and asked:
"Can you still move on? Get out now! General Elodus's Thunder Elephant Heavy Cavalry is advancing, go find them!"

"Oh, okay, thanks."

Naili carried Maras and supported Yura as they stood up and walked out. However, a few seconds later, the brave old garrison officer killed a screaming succubus with a hammer and turned around to ask:
"Are you from the Assassin's Court? Is Dick in there?"

"what?"

Nellie was stunned for a moment.

Then she realized that this powerful team had come to rescue Captain Diakum. She nodded and pointed at the collapsing lecture hall.

"Dick is in there. When we escaped, I seemed to see him going underground with two wizard girls! Sachir is there, damn it! Go and bring him back!
Sachiel is no longer a monster that normal people can deal with. That guy slaughtered my team alone."

"Children, follow!"

Garrison Commander Malderan was relieved to hear that Dick was still alive.

Holding the jeweled warhammer, he rushed into the ruins of the lecture hall that had been occupied by demons without hesitation in the shining holy light, and the five little strong men followed him.

They could have stayed in the Academy of Mysteries to rest after the victory was decided, but after noticing that the garrison commander Malderan had left alone, the five little warriors realized that they still had another task to complete, so they followed him.

But compared to the successful "suppression of rebellion" at the Mysterious Academy, the lecture hall at this time was a real devil's place.

Here, the five brave warriors not only saw the lower-level demons they had beaten in the "Demon Unparalleled Trial", but also saw many more hideous and crazy middle and upper-level demons.

There are at least seven or eight Doomsday Guardians who serve as the final boss in the trial.

With their strength, if they "accidentally" entered this truly "advanced map", they would have died suddenly if they had a little less luck.

Malderan also realized this problem. After the six of them rushed in and killed a group of demon guards, he turned and shouted to the five little warriors:
"You retreat! Guard the passage outside and contact General Elodus's scouts. Tell them that his only and incompetent nephew is here and ask them to send reinforcements immediately."

"You are General Elodus's nephew? Oh my god."

The outspoken Imira exclaimed:
"How come you're still the deputy security captain at the Mystery Academy with such a powerful background? Isn't that like being born with a silver spoon in your mouth?"

"Is this the time for you to discuss this?"

Faria also realized their powerlessness in the face of powerful demons. She knocked on the head of Imira, who always failed to grasp the key points. She did not insist on following Garrison Commander Malderan to rush forward, but decisively led the team to retreat.

But a few minutes later, the five brave men came across the twins who were using ice and fire to fight against a Shivalla destroyer demon. The two guys were also walking out.

But they were unlucky and were targeted by a powerful demon.

"help!"

Faria shouted, and the five little warriors immediately formed a formation and rushed forward.

Imira, who was the healer, was extremely reluctant to heal the bad classmates who were at odds with her, but she was a priest after all, so when she got close, she waved her healing staff and cast two recovery spells on the wounded twins.

When the twins saw the support coming, they immediately perked up and cooperated in the battle.

As long as talented spellcasters like them have a meat shield to block the enemy and gain a safe casting distance, even powerful demons can be quickly dealt with.

A minute later, the plump and charming six-armed Destroyer was frozen and then half of its body was blown off by a fireball. The panting twins finally had time to catch their breath.

They pointed behind them and screamed:
"Commander Diakum rushed down into the basement alone, saying something like 'we must maintain our destiny,' and asking us to leave. He said he could handle the situation down there, but we didn't think he could.

Thal'kiel defeated Archimonde. Although the headmaster and his lackeys were killed by us, Thal'kiel was obviously an opponent of another level.

He needs help!

"Commander Malderan has already gone down. He told us to seek help from General Elodus."

Fariya held up her spear and said to the twins:

"How long will it take us to get out like this? Can you still teleport? Send us out to get reinforcements!"

"I can only teleport randomly!"

Oreses turned back and looked at the expanding fel storm in horror. She whispered:

"The fel energy interferes too severely with the arcane. I can only promise to send us to another part of Mac'Aree, but I can't guarantee the landing point."

"Then hurry up!"

The usually taciturn swordsman Telamon raised his greatsword stained with demonic blood and shouted:

"The Ereduin Doomguard above us has noticed us. With the fighting power of this high-ranking demon, we can't defeat it at our current level!"

"Salolash, quick! Teleport!"

The rational sister grabbed her sister's hand, and the two talented spellcasters who were born with telepathy began to cast spells with a 500% synchronization rate at this moment. At the moment when the Doomsday Guardian above their heads roared and smashed the cursed giant sword towards them, the stream of arcane teleportation enveloped everyone and disappeared from the spot with a whoosh.

There was a loud bang.

The huge demonic blade landed on the ground, causing an exaggerated explosion of evil energy like magma, but it could only return in vain.

Random teleportation is definitely a life-saving measure for spellcasters that they will only take when all other methods have failed. Even spellcasters like Archimonde and Thal'kiel cannot guarantee that the landing point of random teleportation will be safe. If it gets stuck in a building, it will be really doomed.

This is almost a gamble with your life!

But the Big Five and Gemini are lucky tonight.

When the arcane light dissipated, the seven people fell into a brief faint due to the violent arcane shock.

Before they could come to their senses, crystal spears wrapped in holy light surrounded them. When the seven of them looked up, they saw several tall guards who were blessed by the holy light and wearing holy spirit armor staring at them coldly.

"Children, don't be afraid!"

A familiar and gentle voice sounded from the front.

After the Chosen Ones of Holy Light made way, the embarrassed seven people stared in amazement at the Grand Archon of the Eredar, Lord Velen, who stood before them with a smile, holding the legendary Holy Light artifact T'uren Naaru's Beacon given to him by the Naaru.

Damn it!

This random teleportation brought them to the vicinity of the Naaru Temple, where they happened to meet the Grand Archon who was meditating there.

It's no wonder that mages are always quick to act at critical moments. When the five little warriors were terrified, the twins looked at each other and immediately screamed:
"Grand Archon! Please rush to the lecture hall in Oronar City to rescue people! The demon army, led by the Enlightener Sachir, has invaded Argus! Commander Diakum tried to prevent the disaster alone, but he..."

"what?"

Grand Archon Velen's expression changed slightly.

He did learn from Archimonde's shameless betrayal a few hours ago that the Awakener Cult was planning a coup, but his most trusted brother Kil'jaeden told him that he had arranged everything and that Velen didn't have to worry.

After all, he was just a spellcaster and was not good at deploying troops, so the Grand Consul, as usual, confidently handed the matter over to his capable brother.

But now, judging from the terrible injuries on these seven young men and the disgusting stains of demonic blood, events tonight have clearly gotten out of control.

"Hold on, kids. This might get a little dizzy."

Velen decisively tapped the Holy Light artifact in his hand on the ground. A majestic arcane glow flashed around the Archon and transformed into dazzling runes, enveloping himself, the seven young men, and the six Holy Light Chosen Ones who were guarding him.

Then, with the swing of the divine weapon, the group instantly disappeared from the spot.

When they reappeared, they had crossed most of the Mac'Aree region and arrived at the top of the observation tower high above the city of Oronaar.

Now Velen's heart is only devoted to the Holy Light.

He loved the Holy Light's teachings on goodness, but as a Grand Archon, he still hadn't made up his mind to convert. He was still the most powerful arcanist in the world of Argus, his talent and spellcasting ability rivaling that of geniuses like Thal'kiel and Archimonde. His mass teleportation was fast and steady, and he accurately transported everyone to their destination despite the interference of fel energy. His skills surpassed the twins by a huge margin.

"Agus!"

When Velen saw with his own eyes the dark green light that pierced the sky and the earth and the ferocious demons that surged out, he truly understood that Diak'um's shocking secret report and Archimonde's exaggerated denunciation did not exaggerate the threat of the Burning Legion.

Instead, he and Kil'jaeden underestimated the malice in the stars!
However, the streets of the old city were filled with fully armed thunder elephant cavalrymen who were compressing the demons' positions, and the priests of the Naaru Temple worked together to hold up the wall of holy light to prevent the demons from crossing. His brother Kil'jaeden made proper arrangements to ensure that the demons could not harm his people.

However, as an outstanding arcanist, Velen saw the problem at a glance.

If the ongoing grand summoning ritual cannot be stopped quickly, the number of demons will soon exceed the limit that the garrison can handle.

"Come with me!"

The Grand Archon's face was ashen, and he held the holy staff in his hand and gave orders to his powerful Holy Light Chosen Guards.

He told the seven young men to find General Elodus as quickly as possible, and then used a mass teleport to send him and the guards directly to the battlefield in the old city. A few seconds later, large meteorites fell from the sky and covered the main area of the lecture hall.

The meteorites that fell with long tails of flame had incredible destructive power, instantly suppressing the arrogance of the violent demon.

He is worthy of being the Grand Archon.

But at the same time, in the safe area of Oronaar City, Commander Kil'jaeden, who was personally in charge, immediately stood up when he saw the iconic meteor spell appear.

The calmness on his stern face was finally broken.

He knew that the person who shouldn't be here had finally come.

"Shouldn't my brother Velen be meditating in the Naaru Temple? Why is he on the battlefield?"

Kil'jaeden looked at Targus who had returned to report and shouted at him, which made Targus feel helpless. The worker was very tired at this moment.

Do you have any misunderstanding about your brother's ability?

He is a legendary spellcaster comparable to Sachir. He can go wherever he wants. Is this something I, the leader of the Assassin's Court, can decide?

"Ugh, I hate surprises!"

Kil'jaeden waved his hand and asked the guards to bring his jewel sword and shield. He walked down from the command post and boarded his combat thunder elephant. Soon, the commander's guard began to advance towards the battlefield in the old city, but Kil'jaeden's mind was not on the demons at this time.

He made proper arrangements and even invited a guardian Naaru to come.

That is the trump card of the finale!
He was certain that the demons and the Enlightened would be defeated by the brave Eredar tonight.

He now looked up at the wall of holy light above his head that blocked the demons. The golden light flickering in the dark night was fascinating.

Kil'jaeden knew that his brother Velen had always favored the teachings of the Holy Light, and he was also hesitant about whether to convert to the faith.

The commander-in-chief had a feeling.

Perhaps tonight, his brother Viren will make a fateful decision.

But this is not what he wants to see.

As a leader, Kil'jaeden had no objection to the teachings of the Holy Light itself. This doctrine that encouraged people to do good was a very useful tool of rule, but the blind obedience that came with the belief in the Holy Light was a big problem.

He really didn't want to see his wise brother being bewitched by the Holy Light and embarking on a path of closing his eyes and ears. Thousands of years of friendship and mutual support and cooperation had made his relationship with Velen go beyond friends or even brothers. He knew that Velen regarded him as a relative like a brother.

He also protected Velen, seeing him as a gift from fate.

They love each other deeply.

It is not that kind of vulgar love and possession, but cherishing each other as if you were cherishing another self.

"Well, if this is your fate, Velen, then embrace the light."

Kil'jaeden narrowed his eyes.

Looking at the battlefield and the shining light before him, he vowed in his heart:

"Go and pursue the light within your heart, so that you can better lead our people! But my dear brother, if that flickering light attempts to possess your pure and noble soul, I will abandon everything and fight it fiercely!
If I can't save you in the end, I will go with you."

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"puff"

Dick and Madeleine flew out like two golf balls that were hit violently, and they crashed heavily into the stone walls of the underground ritual site that were filled with evil energy.

Maldelain is better.

Protected by the Holy Light, he stood up with a grin on his face, and gripped the jeweled hammer tightly in his hand again.

But Dick had no Holy Light protection.

He was beaten by the wrath of darkness and couldn't get up for a long time. Although he had made up his mind, the gap in strength was too despairing.

Even though the garrison officer is a hybrid profession of the paladin and warrior unique to the Eredar race, it is now obvious that the strength of the high-level warriors alone is no longer enough to cope with the current difficult situation.

The skull of Archimonde tied around his waist also fell to the ground, and was picked up by the claws of evil energy into the hands of Sachir, who was standing in the evil light like an "evil god on earth".

The Enlightener grasped his disciple's head with his claw-like left hand. He sneered, and as his five fingers clasped together, pure evil energy was injected into his flesh and blood.

As Malderan helped Dick up, they saw emerald power flowing through the skin and veins of Archimonde's severed head, and then all the flesh and blood were burned in an instant by the evil fire, leaving only a perfect Eredar skull.

Sachir blew away the ashes that were covered with wailing embers.

He shook his head and said:

"You are not a good student. You didn't even have time to put your soul into the Soul Stone for safekeeping before death came. I can still hear the cries of my child.

It’s okay, I’ll help you.”

He let the skull of Archimonde float in front of him, and with a casual grab, he used pure evil energy to shape a green crystal-like soul stone. He then used the evil magic of sucking souls to extract Archimonde's weak soul from the skull and imprisoned it in the soul stone.

After doing all this, Sachir was satisfied and held the skull as a magic weapon. He raised his hand and swung the long fel whip to strangle the two presumptuous garrisons to death here.

Madeleine pushed Dick away.

He himself was grabbed by the tentacles of evil energy and lifted into the air, but his holy light was shining, protecting the high-ranking garrison officer.

"Dick! Call upon your Holy Light."

He shouted hoarsely:

"I cannot defeat this evil-forged monster alone, Dick! You must listen to the guidance of the Holy Light. You must trust Him as much as you trust yourself! The Holy Light must have a purpose in bringing you here!
fast!
Let go of all your doubts.

Call upon the Light within you."

Dick also knew that it was the most critical moment.

He had made preparations, but the arrival of Malderan was an accident. Now he was not only responsible for his own fate, but also for the lives of his friends.

But this was his plan.
He had intended to rebuild his connection with the Holy Light in such a desperate situation.

This wasn't some wild thought or a gamble, but a method Dick had come up with based on his memories of the powerful paladins in the Dark Portal official history who had obtained the blessing of Holy Light.

The idealistic power of Holy Light seems to be particularly favorable to those brave warriors who persist in fighting in desperate situations. This force representing light is extremely generous to the warriors.

Dick had come this far.

He stood up, covering the wound on his chest, and faced his second destiny which had just begun in this place filled with evil energy.

He stared at Sachir, and the old wizard also looked at him with interest, as if expecting Dick to perform a miracle for him in this scorched earth.

"So, Holy Light."

Dick called out.

He held out his hand.

Almost immediately, I felt the warm power gathering in my palms, which was the response of the Holy Light.

But this is not enough.

He must take his own oath to clarify his morality.

It must be a career that is enough for you to stick to for a lifetime, and it must also be a career that comes from the bottom of your heart and you can devote all your passion to it.

what is that?

Dick saw Malderan fighting under the protection of the Holy Light, and he thought of Malderan's two children. The girl named Lelan would meet with misfortune in the world called Draenor ten thousand years later.

That is a tragedy recorded in official history.

It was also one of the countless tragedies suffered by the Draenei ten thousand years later.

He did not want that to happen, just as he was trying his best to force himself into the barrel of the gun to kill Archimonde.

It was not just an attempt to challenge the cold fate, it was perhaps more like a silent declaration of this period of his life.

The morality that I have been looking for is actually what I already have the moment I opened my eyes in my second life.

“I want to change those disasters, I want to stop those tears from flowing, and I want to turn the tragedies I see into inspiring miracles.

I know where the river of destiny will flow, and I will wade forward, using my strength to become the stone that pushes the current against me! "

He closed his eyes while breathing, and said in his heart:

"I will shape the hand of fate and ultimately reverse the future
Please witness me!

Please bear witness to this morality and oath! Holy Light, if you are truly the original light that shines in the dark age, then please help me."

"drop"

In the warm embrace of the light voice and light, Dick saw the line of pulsating runes:

[External power access! Power path determined as: Holy Light Force, access mode: Infusion Blessing! [Holy Light Morality·Hand of Destiny] has condensed!]

Professional power is being activated!

The professional camp tends to be: Punishment/Sanction/Judgment!

The Holy Power Infusion capacity is: Medium. Because you are given the 'Energy Affinity Tattoo' and strengthened with 'Elemental Oil', the Holy Power Energy Infusion is upgraded to 'Superior'!
The Curtain of the Other Shore is in effect, and the inheritance of the Paladin professional sequence combat skills has been activated!
The Holy Mark of Glory has been activated!
Punishment Aura has been activated!
Holy Crusade has been activated!
Judgement of Ashes has been activated!
Burning Devotion has been activated!
Divine Storm has been activated!
The Art of War has been activated!
Holy Light Unsheath has been activated!
Diakum Zastins! Your oath, made of boundless passion and supreme devotion, proves your belonging. You are born to belong to the glorious Force!
The Holy Light embraces you and chooses you to be the 'Hand of Fate' tonight!
He is waiting for you to perform miracles for Him.

The enemy is just ahead, please wield this shining blade with all your might. 】

"boom"

At this moment, the terrifying holy light burst out and shattered the fel sickle that Sachir threw at Dick. In the sacred echo that swept across the fel land like a golden storm, Malderan's fel confinement was easily "melted".

Under the old garrison commander's dull gaze as if he was watching a "divine descent", Dick reached out and picked up the fallen hammer on the ground, and with a casual swing of his hand, the jeweled hammer burned like a golden torch.

He raised his head.

The golden scorching light left behind one burst of dedication mark after another as he moved forward, dispelling and purifying the surrounding fel pollution.

At this moment, his entire body seemed to be "cast by light".

This is just a temporary enhancement. Such "explosions" will always appear in all stories related to the Holy Light. The power of the great lord who once swept across the starry sea is back.

Although it’s not much, it’s barely enough.

"evil."

He stared at Sachiel, his hands tightly gripping the warhammer. Behind him, the shining wings spread out like an eagle soaring, and golden feathers danced in the sky. He said:
"Get out!"

(End of this chapter)