Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 152 51. Garona Wozhuo, my saintly grandfather entrusted the hope of Draenor to me, the pressure is so great!
Diakum really didn't expect that his own Argus star soul would ignite the eternal rage of Draenor's heart of life with just one sentence, and cleverly link Draenor's revenge with the liberation of the Eredar's homeland.

Although what He said was not wrong.

As Draenor's most hated invader, Aggramar is indeed on the planet of Argus at this time. If Draenor wants revenge, it can find its enemy by following the Eredar back home.

However, Diakum always felt that his Star Soul's words were not a spur-of-the-moment or accidental response.
Perhaps, after so many years of suffering, the Star Soul, who once couldn't even speak, has been forced to become cunning because of the suffering.

But what he least expected was that Draenor did not forget to give himself a "reward" while the fire of anger was activated. Unfortunately, to be honest, this blessing is not so much a positive state as it is a "faction lock" that is difficult to evaluate.

[External power is being connected! Power path: Life Force → Life Ancestor "Fungus Lord" Zangar, "Tree King" Potaan, "Father of the Jungle" Nayanu → Draenor's Heart of Hatred.

Power access form: enhancement/blessing.

Under the persuasion of the Soul of Argus and the Vigilante, the remnant of Draenor's life ancestor decided to embrace the world he hated and complete his final bloom, but this does not mean that he has forgotten the ancient hatred.

He just wants to pass this hatred to his children in a more realistic manner, turning them into the blade of revenge of the world's will!
He gave his eternal wrath to the "Trampling Hoof" recommended to him by the Argus Star Soul.

The specific enhancements are as follows:

Due to the wild life blessing of Draenor's Heart of Hatred, your endurance, strength, and physical defense attributes are increased to Demigod·Lower level, and your vitality recovery speed is increased to Demigod·Lower level.

As your life potential is tapped, your Eredar bloodline is strengthened, your racial talents are enhanced, and your physique will become stronger.

Because your life potential has been tapped, your Eredar bloodline can temporarily resist the divine call of the Naaru. After entering the "Sanctified" state, the speed at which your reason and emotions dissipate is greatly reduced. When entering the "Dark Archon" form, your mental power recovery speed is increased and the consumption speed is reduced.
The legendary talent [Fury of Half-Giant] has been obtained!

Your height has exceeded 4.5 meters, making you a true "half-giant" and thus gaining special powers.

When facing any enemy smaller than you, your attack will have a high probability of triggering the [Crush] effect, which can more easily break the opponent's defense, and the opponent's attack on you can be more easily blocked due to the size of the enemy.

hint!

The smaller the enemy, the higher the chance of you achieving the [Crush] effect. When the enemy's size is less than one-third of yours, all your attacks will be accompanied by the [Sudden Death] effect.

caveat!

The huge size is also a great threat to friendly targets. When interacting with small individual lives such as gnomes, goblins, dwarves, fox people, magic pod people, iguanas, spore people, etc., please be sure to control your strength to avoid irreversible consequences.

Life Force·Legendary Talent [Wind of Resurgence] has been obtained!

When you suffer physical injuries, your health regeneration speed is accelerated. The more serious your injuries are, the stronger the vitality regeneration effect is. Your broken limbs can be regenerated, but it takes time to take effect.

Special·Life Force·Mythical Talent [Ancient Frenzy] has been obtained!

The ancient hatred of Draenor strengthens your control over "anger". Due to the composite professional characteristics of the vindicator, your anger will directly affect the destructive effect of your holy power.

When you enter the Rage State, your Holy Light destructive power will temporarily exceed the Life Level threshold.

When your rage breaks through the constraints of reason, you enter the "Unstoppable" state, passively enter the "Sanctified" form and become immune to all control effects. Your Holy Slash can be released without charging. During this period, you will not die no matter what kind of attack you suffer. You will attack all life around you uncontrollably and indiscriminately until all breaths within the perception range are dead.

hint!

When Ancient Frenzy ends, you will enter a long period of weakness (≥30 days), in which all your attributes will be reduced to Legendary Critical levels.

hint!

This state can be released simultaneously with "Holy Light, Justice, Hand of Destiny".

This state can be released in the "Dark Archon" form. The extreme anger in this state will help you resist the call of the void. Before this state ends, all your shadow/void spells do not consume mental sanity.

caveat!

In this state, killing innocent people indiscriminately will cause you to be excommunicated by the Holy Light Force. If a large number of innocent people are killed, you may lose the favor of the Holy Light Force, so please release this talent in the right environment.

Special Legendary Talent [Enemy of the Titans] has been acquired!

The ancient hatred of Draenor loathes all things Titan-related, and as you accept its blessing, you inherit its hatred.

After obtaining this talent, your attack power against all Titan (Pantheon camp) creatures will be strengthened. When facing them, your anger will be doubled and it will be easier to enter the ancient frenzy state.

After acquiring this talent, Titan (Pantheon faction) creatures will be able to sense your hostility.

hint!

In this state, you can still make contact with Titan (Pantheon faction) creatures and engage in limited cooperation, but you cannot accept power enhancement involving the Force, otherwise the enhancement effect granted to you by the Heart of Draenor's Hatred will be invalid, and you will receive "Life Condemnation" and become an individual who is not welcome in the world of Draenor.

Additional Notes:

Your new form is amazing! But I'm starting to feel hopeless about Nari's married life.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said such dark words in front of the Warrior of Light, but it's true. Being too big is not necessarily a good thing. Look at the armor that your people tried their best to build for you with scraps, and it's about to break. Besides, you are so big that you can't get into many narrow and deep places. What if you get stuck in the door?
How about trying the Void Power and the Curse of Flesh to shrink you? Don't worry, it's all mature technology and easy.

Oh, and don't worry about the 'Enemy of the Titans' effect.
Didn’t you see that when you accepted the blessing, your holy light didn’t even fart?

You must correctly understand the complex relationship between the six elements. Although the three positive and three negative elements are roughly divided into two camps, this does not mean that there are no contradictions between them. Keep this in mind!
You are a lackey of the Holy Light, don't run to the Titans and beg for mercy. It's too miserable for a wild dog to run around outside and not know who its master is.

The most important thing is that even if we want to change our sect, will it be the turn of the impoverished Ao Shu who has destroyed his entire clan?
Isn't my Great Void more appropriate and generous?】

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"Forget about this bastard being in the Warrior of Light. You have the mouth on your body anyway, so you can say whatever you want."

Diakum gave up his futile efforts to pursue the foul-mouthed person, mainly because he had his own troubles at the moment.

The enhancement granted by Draenor's Heart of Hatred was achieved through the growth and "fusion" of the seed he swallowed into his body. Perhaps because this Heart of Life was too weak, this extremely powerful enhancement still needed some time to complete.

Diakham is stuck here.

He couldn't leave before the strengthening was complete, and his ever-expanding size was a big problem.

His armor was all stuck. The breastplate that was previously broken by Grom was almost bursting. This was still a small matter. His own leg armor was stuck and it hurt. If he didn't take it off while he could still take it off, it would probably become a "restraint" in a while.

How embarrassing.

But when he left the supernatural realm created by the Wild Heart of Draenor and returned to the material world, he saw that the artifact ring placed in front of him had already completed the resonance with the Heart of Life.

The rings shone and hummed as if they were singing.

In addition to the inherent aura of Titan power, it is also shrouded in an unignorable wildness. The ancient hatred of Draenor surrounds the ring, and the verdant glimmer makes it look full of dazzling luster.

Dick knew that the artifact was successful!
His efforts over such a long period of time were not in vain. The world finally had the power to protect itself from the destructive offensive of the Burning Legion.

He took off his armor with great difficulty amid the mockery of Old Ansu, then sat down cross-legged in the uncomfortable posture change, reaching out to touch the ring in front of him. In his eyes, the artifact that he had obtained after going through untold hardships was as sweet as the wine of victory.

Even the Star Soul of Argus was proud of his child at this moment. He spoke words of encouragement and praise, causing the Sentinel to hum softly and even wag its tail.

"Is this the first time you've praised me? Hahaha, say more, it's nice, I love to hear it!"

Diakum was smiling very happily at this moment.

This even gave him a vague sense of accomplishment and pride, but Diakum soon calmed down. He looked up at the emerald light bursting out from the sky above the Evergrowth. That was the signal from the Heart of the World calling on the life forces of the entire Draenor.

This marks the end of the "Age of Hatred" that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years in this world, and it means that Draenor will enter the next era.

Nargar, the father of Yongmao and the leader of the forest elves, brought all the forest elf elders here in a kneeling pilgrimage posture. They called out, they celebrated, and their expressionless faces were filled with undisguised joy and desire.

Their god finally woke up from his endless hatred, and the forest elves were freed from their bound fate.

But this overly brilliant change did not only bring good news.
"Nothing happening here can be hidden from those who have been watching. Quack, Diakam, you... No, we're in trouble, really big trouble! Because a divine artifact has appeared, and the demons have been alarmed."

Old Ansu sent a crow to report the news.

The little creature boldly landed on the branch above Nargar's head and shouted to the forest elves and the sentinels:

"From Tanaan Jungle, ghostly wolves have emerged in terrifying numbers. The wolves have witnessed the awakening of the World Heart and seek to claim it for their vicious masters. The Slayer has also emerged from the shadows.

That evil demigod is coming this way, we must stop it!

The Living Heart of Draenor must not fall into the hands of the Burning Legion!"

"No, it's not the Burning Legion, it's the Defiler's selfish desires. It transformed the Red Scourge, and naturally knows how precious the wild life of Draenor is. What we have to face here today is not just the Slayer, but perhaps something even more troublesome.

The Burning Legion may be about to enter this world, and the war that is bound to happen is about to begin!
Fortunately, we have obtained this supreme power."

Diakum took the World Ring in his hand and handed it to the leader of the forest elves and the father of Evermao. He said:
"Pick one of the world's ever-burning flames, Nargar. When you wear it, you become its defender. You must shed your last drop of blood to defend Draenor! Then, choose six of your followers to take the secondary ring of endless hatred. The Everbloom is about to face an attack from two great demons. I will stay here to fight the demons with you, but you must also arm yourselves."

"Well, the world's call and Rong's grace are the greatest honor."

The ruthless leader who had single-handedly led to the destruction of the Crowman civilization straightened his body at this moment, sliding his vine-shaped fingers over the rings, carefully experiencing the power of each ring.

Logically speaking, the forest spirit should choose the path of a healer.

This is the path that best suits their life attributes, but the forest elves of Draenor are not ordinary.

They are the followers of the Heart of Hatred, and they know very well what their god desires. Therefore, Nargar finally picked up the divine ring of "Blood Drinker Malus" dotted with red blood light. Amid the cheers and worship of other forest elf elders, the Father of Evergrowth put the red ring on his left hand and held it high.

It roared:

"We can heal the earth with our roots and vines! But the forest elves will never forget their vengeance. We choose to be the avengers of the world! One day, the children of Draenor will avenge it!"

"Blood drinker! Blood drinker!"

The forest elders shouted in their own language, and the entire Evergrove swayed and cheered. As the Evergrove Father raised his blood-drinking finger, he commanded:
"Trampled roots, rise! Strangling vines, awaken! Transform into an ever-burning rage to greet the demon's coming. Today, the sons of Draenor will drink their fill of demon blood."

"boom"

The ground in the Evergrown Forest shook, and amid the ancient roar of the powerful War Tree Lord, Deadwood, giant trees began to grow eyes and teeth.

They rose from the ground, shaking their brute strength and shaking off the boiling soil, like the largest war giants advancing towards the outskirts of the sacred forest, guarded by countless vines transformed into new forest spirits.

Not only here, all the forests and shrubs in Gorgrond have been summoned. Countless podmen and forest elves have risen from the sleeping mountains and forests and are heading towards the Evergrove. Even under the coast of Gorgrond, in that ancient land covered with spores, countless sporemen and abyss walkers have been awakened. Driven by the most ancient hatred, they are also fighting side by side with their "distant relatives" on land.

The whole of Gorgrond is "alive"!

The wrath of nature is about to turn this place into a place to strangle demons. They will do their utmost to defend their ancient heart until it completely achieves symbiosis with this world and blooms wildly for the last time in its life.

"Just one?"

Diakum looked at Yongmao's father, who was stroking his artifact with vine fingers and waving his hands.

"All trees share the same mental network. We are merely manifestations of this natural mind, not the only one. We are one, Diakum. As you said, we are one, we are ten thousand!
We appreciate your kindness, but we have no use for those secondary rings of endless hatred. Give them to those who need them more. Let this be the first sincerity of the forest elves in joining the Alliance of K'ure.

The ancient hateful race must also learn to reconcile with the world."

"But I think you can take one more."

The vigilant whispered:

"There's another person in this forest who needs it, and he and his people will be the best medium for the forest spirits to connect with the world. What do you think?"

"Um, you mean Lexa Rema?"

Nargar nodded, thinking that the Vigilant was right.

Then he took out a secondary ring of "Endless Hatred. Blooddrinker Malus" from the wooden box in front of him and handed it to a forest elf elder beside him. Without any further instructions, the elder immediately took the ring and went to the area where Rexxar was.

"A great war is about to break out here. Do you need us to send someone to escort these precious artifacts to your city? The arrival of the demons means the Demon Blood Tribe will be forced to begin an assault on the city."

Yongmao's father asked, and Diakum shook his head and said:
"There are 'Fellowship of the Ring' who are specially assigned to escort the artifacts. They are my children. Let them come. This will also be their trial."

Soon, Maraad and Garona, who had been waiting outside the Evergrove and had witnessed the terrifying scene of the entire forest and the earth coming alive, were "invited".

The two new recruits were "invited" in by an original ancestral Jing beast, and they even experienced the rare feeling of riding a Jing beast.

But when Diak'um handed the box full of world artifacts to the two and asked them to return the artifacts to Shattrath City as soon as possible, Maraad and Garona were stunned.

Look at this box of artifacts!
Saint, are you crazy? Isn't it a bit too much to entrust us with such an important matter?

Are we two rookies who are not even legends worthy enough?

What the hell is this?

We all feel unworthy, right?
Our shoulders are still too young to bear the heavy responsibility of shaping the fate of the world.

"You'd better do it yourself."

Garona is a courageous Orc assassin, but now she touches her pounding heart and says:
"I'm not being modest. Forget it, I'll stop pretending. I'm afraid! You've practically entrusted the future and hope of the entire world to the two of us, but we really can't do it! Let alone the demons charging towards us, we can't even handle the warlocks of the Shadow Council rushing out to seize the artifact."

"The accomplishment of a difficult task is truly a test of will. If anyone can do it, why should I bring you two along? Rexxar has been blessed with Draenor's life, and he will escort you and the artifact back with him."

The crows of Ansu will also escort you from the shadows!"

Diakam was busy preparing for the battle against the Great Demon and had no time to provide psychological counseling to the two new recruits. He said loudly:

"Maraad, you have determination, courage, and willpower, but you lack confidence in yourself. Let me be frank. In my eyes, you and the other recruits I have personally trained are the next generation of Eredar leaders, following Velen, Father Hatton, and the Council of Bishops!
In my eyes, the paths you take are so consistent with those of your father and my fighting brother Mardran. You are destined to become an outstanding guardian like Mardran!
You and your companions are blessed by fate, and your life is destined to be full of ups and downs.

I don’t care what you think in your heart, or whether you feel that this is a destiny, but you must tap into your potential as soon as possible!

Our hometown and the world need you!
As for you, Garona.
You have been struggling with whether you can return to the world of light after immersing yourself in darkness. This has caused you serious mental exhaustion and greatly delayed your cultivation. Moreover, you have been feeling guilty and in pain because of the blood on your hands in the past.

But just the memory of guilt is not enough to atone for your sins!
If you want to comfort those innocent people who died because of you, do something good for the world and your own people based on their last wishes!

You both have your own problems. This journey to protect the Ring is a test of your will. If you can get through it, your future will be bright. Of course, I won't let you die."

He flicked his finger and the two secondary rings of Endless Hatred·Blooddrinker Malus and Endless Hatred·Stoneheart Thorasus were thrown into the hands of Garona and Maraad.

他 说:

"Wear them with a clear heart, bear the cleansing of the world's will, and become the defender of this world! The demons are coming, and the war has begun! Step onto the battlefield and deliver these rings to Shattrath City.

I cannot go to Shattrath in person for this battle. I must fight the Defiler and its Withered Army here to defend the Heart of Life of Draenor. You will guard our people on my behalf.

Now, in the name of the Lord Commander of the Hand of Argus and Grand Master of the Draenei Inquisition, I declare."

Diakum reached out and patted Maraad and Garona on the shoulders.

他 说:

"Your recruit trials are complete. You are now true warriors of the Hand of Argus! Go, weapons in hand, and declare to those demons, and tell the destroyers of the astral sea that the 'Butcher of Holy Light' is in this world, and I am here waiting for them!
We have prepared all the battlefields and wars they want, and are ready to welcome them.

Of course, if you see Doomsday Overlord Kazzak on the battlefield, remember to tell him not to rush off. His old friends will definitely find time to have that long-overdue 'reunion' with him."

The sentinel's words were so blunt that the two young men were completely unable to refuse.

Besides, now was not the time for them to refuse. Just above the sky outside the Yongmao Forest, dazzling beams of evil energy had blocked out the clouds and sunlight. As they watched in shock, the projection of a strange "antlered man" that they had never seen before was gradually solidifying. Even though it was just a star projection without any attack power, it had already made the two young men feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"Cenarius the Defiler!"

Diakam handed the box containing the artifact to Garona and said:

"A demigod leader of the wilderness who once cherished the world and loved life, the brightest pearl in the Temple of Life. However, because of my challenge to fate, he was indirectly influenced and fell into this corrupted state today.

It created the demonic plague with its own hands, so it naturally knew what this heart of hatred could be used for.

Go on!

You are needed more in Shattrath than here."

"What about you?"

Garona opened the box and held it up. At that moment, the orc's face under the visor was full of worry. She said:

"Will you not use this divine ring that you made with your own hands?"

"I have borne the oath of another world, Garona. The Heart of Argus, bearing the world-soul, sits upon my spirit."

Dick smiled at her, waved his hand and said:
"These are the blades I forged to protect the good, the shields I forged to protect the brave from their enemies. But I have my own power, endowed by the Holy Light, and I have no need for them, nor will I remain in Draenor much longer.

I will be able to leave with a clear conscience, knowing that the Sons of Draenor will protect their world well.

I'm here to fight fate!

I will defeat it, only one final blow is left!"

(End of this chapter)