Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 18 18. Watch me perform the ultimate insult on you with the attitude of a winner

The debate between Dick and Ms. Ishana was somewhat unethical.

Because the variations and in-depth contents of the Holy Light doctrines he spoke of were all universal wisdom summed up by the Draenei (the Exiled in Eredun's language) who had been exiled for ten thousand years during their long escape in the official history of the Dark Portal.

Compared to the Eredar who have freedom of religion today, the Draenei exiles 20,000 years from now will all be devout servants of the Holy Light.

For the Eredar, the Holy Light is just an optional belief, but for the Draenei, the Holy Light is something that can save their lives and is even the foundation of the exiles' new civilization system.

The two's understanding and exploration of doctrine are definitely not on the same level.

Dick was using the new version of the answer to the old version of the question, so it was only natural that he broke down Ms. Ishana's defense.

But logically speaking, the Faith of Holy Light has taken root in Argus for a thousand years and participated in the treatment of the "Breakers" plague that almost destroyed civilization. Its doctrinal level should not be still at the elementary level, but one of the characteristics of the immortals is "slow change."

Without sufficient external stimulation, the speed of spontaneous natural changes within the Eredar can be described as "turtle-like".

This is also consistent at the doctrinal and theoretical levels.

For example, the humans of Azeroth ten thousand years later have only been connected with the Holy Light for a total of two thousand eight hundred years, but their doctrines and skills in using the Holy Light can even be compared with the Draenei who have been exiled for more than twenty thousand years.

The ability of short-lived species to learn, summarize, and self-iterate is a population advantage that long-lived species can never achieve.

This world is fair after all.

If you gain immortality, the price you must pay is that you will live in isolation, fail to keep up with the changes of the times, and eventually become a lonely monster.

From this point of view, the normal cycle of life and death for a group of people is indeed a blessing. It is because of the existence of death that life becomes more valuable; and because death is always chasing us, every minute and every second of life needs to be given meaning.

In short, after Ms. Isana's "heart was broken" and helped Dick unlock the priest profession, this bad guy happily followed Captain Nari to the underground prison where Sachir was imprisoned.

"The official propaganda now claims that evil creatures of destruction seduced some wavering arcanists, but their plot was discovered by Principal Archimonde and the Enlightened. These two brave arcanists bravely fought the evil creatures, and with the support of the heroes of the Holy Light, they were able to hold out until the arrival of the Archon.

Ultimately, Principal Archimonde lost his life, and the Inspirer, severely injured, was forced to retreat into seclusion for a long period of time to recover.

Captain Naili, who was very cool, described the official conclusion to Dick with sarcasm. It can be seen that this member of the Assassin's Court has his own understanding and cognition of these things.

She shook her head and said:

"I also understand that the authorities are trying to appease the public and avoid causing panic among other arcanist groups, but the fact is that a major review of all arcanist groups and the Arcane Academy has begun. For a long time to come, the lives of arcanists will be difficult, and even the ancient arcane traditions of us Eredar will be affected.

But don't worry.

Advanced educational institutions like the Arcana Academy should not be affected, but from now on, the academy will be directly governed by the Archon's Seat, and the position of academy principal will no longer be appointed."

"It's all as it should be."

Dick was not surprised by this. He said:
"An important institution like the Arcana Academy should be directly managed by the leader. It's the most important talent training system in Eredar society. I don't understand why it has been managed by civilian forces for so long, which directly led to the current chaos.

However, I didn't learn about the twins' situation from Ms. Ishana just now.

They weren't implicated, were they?"

"Those two clever little devils?"

Nellie swung her injured tail. Because it was bandaged, it swung with a rather vigorous feeling. She glanced at Dick's intact tail with the golden tail cover, rolled her eyes, sighed, and said:
"Hey, aren't they right in front?
They really knew how to seize the opportunity. Commander Kil'jaeden had promised them that they could join the Assassin's Court, and these two clever little girls came to "apply" that very night, without even planning to return to the academy to complete their remaining courses.

Your two disciples are probably no less greedy for power than that ambitious Archimonde, and they happen to have the same genius as Archimonde.

If this goes astray, there will definitely be another storm in the future.”

Dick did see the twins trying to get close to several spellcasters from the Assassin's Court. They had taken off their student robes and put on the standard protective gear of the Assassin's Court. They looked less charming and more serious and capable, but they still kept those outrageous stockings.

Hey, how much do you two enjoy this frivolous decoration?

“They are not my disciples.”

Dick wanted to explain, but Nellie said in surprise:
"Really? But when they reported, it was clearly written in the 'Relationships' section that you were their mentor."

"It's to avoid suspicion."

Dick whispered:
"Their previous homeroom teacher was the High Enlightener Argon, the leader of the Awakener Cult. They also personally killed the Grand Vizier of the Academy, Galassum, and were even directly involved in Archimonde's death.

Although it was a rectification of the chaos, it also meant that they could no longer return to the academy system.

My reputation as a 'physical education teacher' has been barely cleaned up now, and I've even made some impression on the Grand Archon. They naturally know how to build new connections for themselves.

You're right, Nellie.

These two clever little guys really haven't used their genius in the right way at all."

"Oh, it seems I need to practice hard then."

Nellie narrowed her eyes and said:

"I don't really like having overly intelligent people like this under my command, especially since most of the work we're responsible for is shady. Their personalities need to be honed. Leave it to me, and I promise to train you into obedience."

"You'd better take it easy."

Dick advised:
"Although Geminis may be snobbish, their talent is genuine. Even though they haven't graduated yet, if they really came to blows, you might not be their match. Alas, geniuses can do whatever they want."

"Heh, I don't think you have a correct understanding of the techniques of the Assassin's Court, but I'm too lazy to explain it to you! Go, Sachir is in the deepest cell."

Nellie handed a key to Dick and said:

"Captain Talgas thinks highly of you. Although he knows it's impossible to bring a high-ranking garrison officer like you into the Assassin's Court, we will release you out of kindness. But Sachir's identity is very special, so you'd better not talk to him for too long.

In addition, the content of this conversation will be recorded in full. It is our duty, please don't mind."

"It's okay, I just asked him a few questions."

Dick thanked Nellie for the convenience and then walked forward with the key.

The twins were pleasantly surprised to see him approaching, and they kept trying to get close to him, their warmth making Dick a little uncomfortable. He hadn't forgotten that the last time these two guys had been so intimate with him, they'd been trying to force poison into his mouth.

"You two come with me. Bring your writing paper and pen, and the Arcane Image Stone."

Dick thought for a moment and said to Gemini:

"You will record the conversation between Sachir and me. It will also help you to improve your presence and business performance in the Assassin's Court."

"Hehe, I knew you would never let your own people suffer any loss."

Salolas, who was more outgoing, laughed heartily, and her sister Oreses also raised an eyebrow. After the two of them packed their things and asked Captain Nari for permission, they followed Dick to the deepest cell.

The security here is extremely exaggerated.

Four high-level garrisons and two iron arcane guards were guarding the gate, and there were two Naaru priests inside who were cleansing the evil energy in Thar'kiel's body. If the Assassin's Court guards in this underground prison were included, the resources used by Thar'kiel's detention center alone were enough to form an elite team.

Dick estimated that what he saw was not all the security, and there must be people hiding in the dark guarding this place at all times.

If anyone wants to rescue Sachir, they must first defeat the priests in the Naaru Temple above and the guardian Naaru Rula who sits in Argus all year round.

Not to mention legendary priests like Ishana in the temple, the Holy Light Naaru alone is a genuine demigod-level creature. In this case, unless the great demon of the Burning Legion personally takes action, Sachir will spend the rest of his life in prison.

"click"

Dick and the four garrison officers nodded, made way, and inserted the key into the heavy magic door. With the sound of pushing, Dick finally saw the current Sachir.

The Enlightener looked older than before.

He still maintained his twisted body posture. Although the evil energy could be purified, the physical alienation caused by contact with contaminated energy was permanent.

He was hunched over with his head lowered, his twisted spine and the evil bone spurs on his back looked particularly hideous, and his crystallized arms were tightly bound by holy light chains, and there were also heavy chains around his waist, neck and legs.

Under such restraint, Sachir found it difficult to even move his neck, let alone stand up.

The two high-ranking priests left the cell, not intending to participate in the subsequent conversation, so as not to hear something they shouldn't hear and be subject to scrutiny by the Assassin's Court.

However, the environment in the cage is quite good. The Eredar have never had the bad habit of abusing prisoners. They kept it quite clean and even provided seats for rest.

"Enlightener, here I come."

Dick pulled out a chair and sat in front of Sachiel. He said:

"Can you still answer my question?"

"You're here to interrogate me?"

Sachir raised his head with difficulty.

The green halo of evil energy could still be vaguely seen in those turbid eyes, but this posture was a bit too exaggerated even for the defeated CG.

In just three days, the already old Sachir looked like he had aged thousands of years. His hair fell out and his body was covered with dark spots. Dick also noticed that his hands and feet had even shown abnormal "atrophy".

This was definitely not abuse by the guards, which could only prove one thing.

Sachir's spiritual support collapsed.

His soul fell into despair, leading him to enter the unique and strange "Breaker" degradation of the Eredar.

"This isn't an interrogation, nor is it a mockery. I just want to ask you a few serious questions."

Dick said briefly:
"Also, in your current state, you are not far from becoming a Broken One."

"You also know the 'Breaker.' Those foolish fellows simply dismissed it as a ridiculous horror legend, but you knew how my end would unfold. Haha, I underestimated you, Diakum.

Archimonde underestimated you, too.

This is the ending we deserve. After all, losers are always humiliated."

Sachir didn't care about his fate.

He had basically given up everything and acted quite indifferent, just looking Dick up and down with his terrifying cloudy eyes. When he moved his head, the hideous scar on his forehead was clearly visible. It was caused by Dick using a flying axe before he fell into coma.

It wasn't a fatal injury, but it was like a mark of shame.

"Ask, we don't have much time left, so let's get straight to the point." Sachir lowered his head again and said vaguely:

"If you know the right question, I will definitely give you the right answer."

"Why did you fall so fast?"

Dick barely thought before saying:

"In my experience, outstanding arcanists like you are protected by the Force of Order. Although you may be blindly arrogant, under the protection of the Force of Order of the arcane path, even pure fel energy cannot easily corrupt you.

It's fine that other spellcasters have been bewitched by the 'Benefactor,' but can't you see the true face of the so-called 'Benefactor'?"

“Of course I knew what He was, and I knew what He wanted to do, and my duty gave me the willpower to resist, but I tried.

I failed.

That's all. "

Sachir sighed and said:

"What a terrible question. I feel like you're wasting what little I have."

"But Argus wasn't powerless against the Dark Titan! Our world holds the most precious 'blessing' among the stars, and I'm not talking about the Holy Light!"

Dick interrupted Sachir, stared at Sachir and said:
"I don't believe you, a 'World Guardian', don't know of His existence! You clearly know that as long as we make good use of this blessing, we can escape from the Dark Titan. We absolutely can!
Although the absolute strength of the two is vastly different, their power levels are at least the same great power, the same supreme power."

"!!!"

Sachir raised his head suddenly.

His movements were so violent that the holy light handcuffs that bound him began to creak, and the noise alarmed the guards outside the door.

Even Nari rushed over.

This was the first time that Sachir showed such excitement in the three days since he was imprisoned. It must be that Dick asked some weird but to-the-point question that stimulated the already desperate Sachir.

But the old wizard didn't care about that.

He stared at Dick intently, his cloudy eyes glittering with surprise and unexpectedness. After staring at him for several seconds, he let out a strange laugh.

"Haha, you know Him! You actually know Him! You know the deepest, oldest, and most fascinating secrets hidden in our world! Ha, you, an unintelligent vindicator, actually know this secret that only the most outstanding arcanists and shamans can know!
You know so much about things that neither Velen nor Kil'jaeden could believe, even knowing the connection between him and the Dark Titan and his unparalleled potential.
You are not a true Eredar, Diakam!"

"Couldn't it be that at some point I heard the call of the world?"

Dick said sternly:

"Since we all know of His existence, don't hide it, Sachir. Tell me, why do you kneel so resolutely before the Burning Legion when you know that the way to salvation is right under our feet?

Are you really just a power-hungry lunatic?"

"Why don't you go and see for yourself then?"

Sachir did not answer the question.

Perhaps he was concerned about something, and he didn't seem to want too many people to know the "secret" he and Dick were discussing.

He lowered his head and returned to that state of despair.

他 说:

"Go to the deepest part of Krokuun's Petrified Forest, to the place where the Eredar civilization was truly born, to the place where the First Sorcerer Augre signed the 'Contract' with the world of Argus, to find that sacred stone and touch it, to see the despair I once witnessed!

If you are really a person chosen by the world like the First Wizard Augure and me, you will understand why I would rather give up all my dignity and personality and become a loyal dog of the Dark Titan.

I did not deceive you all, children, children! I betrayed the sacred traditions left by the First Wizard, buried all my reason and beliefs, and introduced the evil energy into this world as a groveling traitor, really just to preserve the last spark of our civilization. "

"Become Man'ari, allow the evil energy to corrode your mind and body, turn yourself into a destroyer across the sea of stars, and let your last bit of dignity be crushed by yourself."

Nellie behind Dick couldn't help but scold:
"You call this kind of ending 'salvation'?"

"Heh, at least you can all survive because of this. The dead cannot pass on civilization. Civilization without people is meaningless."

Sachir had no intention of arguing with Nari.

Perhaps Nellie was the "idiot" he had described, someone not worth wasting time on. He finally looked up at Dick and said to him:

"The Light cannot save us! Neither the arcane nor the elementals can save us. Child, in this perilous hour, do not be deceived by the light before you. The Light, the arcane, and the fel are all the same; all three display their power on Argus with the same purpose.

They are not our allies, but merely 'treasure hunters' with ulterior motives. The true power of the Eredar civilization does not come from these external objects!

If you really want to do something for our world and our people, then you must first transcend your beliefs!

I faced that desperate question, I came up with my own answer, and you destroyed it.

If you truly hear the call of the world, it means that you also have to face that desperate question. I am looking forward to seeing if the answer you can give will be different.

Ah, the husk called 'Tachir' has burned out, children.

He has burned and dedicated everything for you and this world. He will die when the night falls, and when the dawn of despair arrives, he will be reborn! At that time, you will face the true 'Enlightener'.

Good luck, kids.

Good luck to you, too, stranger who calls himself 'Diakam.'"

Dick stood up without changing his expression.

From Sachir's last words, he knew that the old wizard seemed to have seen through his disguise, perhaps because he confirmed that the real Diakum had died in the assassination that night, but the old madman did not expose him.

These words alone bid Dick farewell and ended the interrogation, and he obviously did not intend to answer any further questions.

He had completed all the efforts and attempts in his own way and had reaped a failure. Therefore, he had enough strength to selfishly keep everything that was left to himself and enjoy the limited time he had left with the world.

"It's like your conversation is encrypted!"

Nari carefully reviewed the questions and answers that Salolas had carefully recorded. She frowned and said:
"What does 'He' that frequently appears in your conversation refer to? And what is the secret that Sachir said only you, him, and the ancestor wizard Ogure know? Why don't even the two great archons know it?

And most importantly, if they don’t know, why would you know?”

"It's hard for me to explain it in a few words, Nellie."

Dick rubbed his broad forehead and touched his horns. He said:

"If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe me even if I tell the truth."

"But you must be honest, Dick. This record is for Lord Commander Kil'jaeden to see. I don't think he would allow you to be so careless."

Nellie, concerned for her friend, whispered to Dick:

"You don't have to tell me, a small figure, but when the Grand Archon summons you, you'd better tell me everything clearly. This is for the sake of your future."

"The future? If we even have a future at all."

Dick's mentality was not very good at this time.

He sensed a strong sense of foreboding from Sachir's words that were full of despair and sounded like his "last words".

He believed that he had killed Archimonde, which should have skewed the fate of the Eredar civilization. Moreover, according to official historical records, it would take hundreds of years after the coup of Thal'kiel and the Awakener Cult was suppressed before the world of Argus would face the desperate moment of the landing of the Dark Titan and the Burning Legion.

His original plan was to use the remaining time to do his best to strengthen the Eredar and prepare them for the disaster.

If a few hundred years were used properly, it would be possible to reverse the tragedy. If the two Naaru staying on Argus could be used to contact the other Holy Light leaders of the Legion of Light, which has not yet been established, and the power limit of the Argus world could be strengthened with a "give and take" attitude, perhaps the doomsday of the Dark Titan could be truly withstood.

It is impossible to achieve such a miracle by relying on the self-reliance of ordinary people.

The problem is, Argus is not a serious planet!

Although it is not as exaggerated as the world of Azeroth, the "Chosen One", the planet Argus also has its own unique power. The existence of that power is the source of Dick's confidence in trying to "change his fate".

This unique power is the "He" mentioned by Dick and Sachir in their conversation.

Star Soul! World Soul!
In the physical universe, there is a "strategic existence" that is independent of the six major force systems. Only the most powerful and luckiest planets can give birth to such a miraculous thing.

The future world of Azeroth will become the stage where the six forces converge because Azeroth breeds the "Supreme Star Soul". Once it awakens, it will directly break the stalemate of the six forces confronting each other and directly determine the final direction of the material universe. Therefore, the five forces except the fel power are eager to obtain it, and the dark titan Sargeras, the controller of the fel power, is worried about the fall of the Supreme Star Soul, so he wants to destroy it ruthlessly.

Argus also breeds star souls.

Although not as powerful as the "genius child" "Ai-chan", He is also of this level of power and has the possibility of resisting the Dark Titan.

Even if you can't win, you can still run away!

With the voluntary assistance of the Star Soul, it is not impossible to carry out a "Wandering Argus" plan with the technology and magic of the Eredar and the help of the Holy Light.

If the Star Soul wants to escape, even the Dark Titan will have to spend some time to find him.

But now it seems that Sachir did try to use the power of the Star Soul to turn the tables, but the old wizard finally chose to convert to evil power, which means that Sachir believes that the power hidden in the Argus world alone is not enough to reverse the fate of this world.

If this was true, it meant that Dick's plans had to be adjusted immediately.

First, under the guidance of Sachir, he must see with his own eyes the current state of Argus's star soul.

Just as Dick was frowning and thinking about all this, a Naaru priest hurried into the underground prison and said to Dick:

"Please follow me quickly! The Archon's messenger is already waiting outside the temple. The two Archons are waiting to see you."

"Well, let me clean up, I'll be there soon."

Dick nodded.

He took a look at the area where Sachir was held, suppressed the emotions and thoughts floating in his mind, and left the detention area.

After returning to the surface and seeing the enthusiastic civilians participating in the baptism of Holy Light, Dick couldn't help but wonder, is it true that, faced with the approach of the Dark Titan and the Burning Legion, the Eredar really have no choice but to abandon their home world and embark on the road of escape?

Is this cruel fate really irreversible?
(End of this chapter)