Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 187 10. When the strong woman learned that her achievements were all obtained through match-fixing.
Tarecgosa was stunned.

Basically, they are treated the same as Chromie. The Argus Star Soul has no good face towards these Titan servants, and in terms of strength, Tyregosa is a little worse than Chromie.

However, Diakum had said before that the guardian dragons of Azeroth belonged to the group that "had taken the wrong path but could still be saved", so Master Star Soul did not make things difficult for her. He just marked her like Chromie did and tossed the little blue dragon aside.

Chromie took the initiative to take care of her, which prevented others from having to worry about being a burden when facing powerful enemies.

But the blue dragoness's trip was not in vain. She brought out the "Staff of Aluneth, Protector" that was always causing trouble in the Nexus Treasury. This thing was an artifact of arcane magic, and an ancient arcane spirit was sealed inside. It had appeared in the material world before the War of the Ancients.

Players call it "Chatterstick" because this guy always makes weird and sharp comments on things.

But its strength is first-class and it is considered to be top-notch among the mysterious artifacts in Azeroth. The most amazing thing is that the forger and previous owner of this staff is the former guardian Magna Aegwynn.

Before Lady Aegwynn became the Guardian of Tirisfal, she used to carry this thing around the eastern continent to do justice.

After inheriting the position of Guardian and receiving the "Staff of Atiesh, Guardian" that came with the position, Aluneth finally had an "inglorious" retirement.

Why is it not glorious?

Because this staff betrayed its master at the most critical moment.

"Take this unlucky thing away!"

After Aegwynn arranged the evacuation of Karazhan, she just returned outside and saw a very familiar staff floating towards her. As if frightened, she hid behind her tremblingly.

After seeing the staff clearly, the former guardian pushed away Aluneth, who was trying to get close to her, with a look of disgust. She complained:
"Back in the day, I encountered the incarnation of Sargeras who had stepped into the physical universe in Northrend in the north. When I was fighting the Dark Titan fiercely, this guy actually went crazy and refused to provide me with power, which almost killed me. I was forced to use the Guardian's Staff to fight and finally won the victory with great difficulty."

"No wonder you entrusted this powerful staff to the Kirin Tor for safekeeping a few years later."

Merry Winter Wind nodded and said with emotion:
"But even the weapons you abandoned have caused waves of unrest in Dalaran.

I remember that during those years, at least a dozen lives were lost because of the ownership of this staff, including that of an archmage. In addition, Aluneth herself was wild and powerful, and would not obey any spellcaster except you. The Council of Six had no choice but to send it to the blue dragon.

It is said that this creature has some connection with the Blue Dragon, and the Spellweaver himself came forward to accept it."

"The lowly mortals of the Kirin Tor are busy studying powers beyond their comprehension! Even with diligent study, the knowledge a mortal wizard can gain in a lifetime is very limited. It's strange that they don't give up. It's hard for me to understand."

The Guardian's Staff, which Aegwynn despised so much, hovered in the air and commented loudly and sharply:

"They want to control me, to curb my power, but they won't! I won't serve weak mages. Only powerful mages like Metre and Magna are qualified to control me.

Magna! I missed you so much. Those blue dragons locked me up, studied me, and imprisoned me.

I have been waiting for you to rescue me. I have been persistently destroying their palaces, provoking them, and angering them, and finally got this chance to escape.

I came to you as soon as I was free.

Take me away. What happened last time... ahem, that was an accident. I promise it won't happen again."

"go away!"

Aegwynn pushed the shameless Guardian's staff.

But considering that he would soon face off against Medivh, who was holding the Staff of Atiesh, the former Guardian finally accepted the weapon he had forged himself.

She was just talking.

When encountering an enemy of the same level as Sargeras's avatar in the material world, it is normal for an ancient elemental with keen perception like Aluneth to be timid and afraid to fight.

While they were talking, Diakum walked out of the cellar of Karazhan with a lingering dark aura.

In human form, he returned to his temporary companions with a frown on his face. Farondis saw the remnants of darkness lingering around him. The Archlich raised his eyebrows and said:
"How did you deal with those dark forces?"

"The Twilight Hammer, fed to my weapon, said the power was delicious. It said the darkness was mixed with the resentment of the innocent and the corruption and decay from another world. It is clear that Medivh has been studying something very dangerous in the darkness of Karazhan over the years."

The Sentinel waved his hand and said to the others:
"Another problem: the artifacts that Medivh's dark servants had collected from around the world have disappeared.

According to the prophecy I saw, they should all be stored in the treasure house in the cellar. There are still some footprints left there, which means they should have been taken away not long ago. I suspect that those dangerous weapons were given to the green orcs by Medivh.

This is really bad for Stormwind Kingdom.

Ok?
Wasn't this staff very talkative just now? Why has it been so silent since I arrived?"

Diak'um looked at Aegwynn and said:
"Have I provoked this knowledgeable ancient elemental? I heard that it followed Master Maitre and witnessed the War of the Ancients. I still have some questions for it."

"whoosh"

Upon hearing this, the Staff of Aluneth immediately shrank into Aegwynn's arms, leaving the former guardian looking helpless.

She soothed her staff and sighed:

"Don't embarrass it, Diachem. Elemental creatures like it fear the pervasive corruption of the Void. Furthermore, you possess a power that Aluneth finds unsettling. I've rarely seen it so frightened, just like when it and I faced the Dark Titan's incarnation hundreds of years ago."

But that's also a good thing.

With you around, Aluneth will at least be less noisy.

You know, a mage needs to be calm and focused when casting spells. For a long time, I used Aluneth's noise as my anti-interference casting practice, and the effect was remarkable.

Are you ready, everyone? "

She looked at the others and said:

"Moros is dispersing the guests. When he's finished, we'll march into Karazhan and seal off the Mage Tower like beasts marching into a mortal conflict. I will not rest until my child is brought back from the darkness."

"If a powerful spellcaster like Medivh were to fall into darkness, it would undoubtedly affect the order and stability of Azeroth. As the Phoenix Guardian of Quel'Thalas, I have no choice but to do my duty."

The Archlich Farondis nodded.

He took out a small sky-blue stone from his bosom and placed it on the top of his torrent staff. When it was in place, Diakum could clearly hear the sound of the rolling tide and the surging thunder.

This small stone is definitely a fragment of the legendary "Pillar of Creation, Tide Stone".

That was one of the tools the Titans used to shape the landscape of the ancient world of Azeroth, a "Titan artifact" that could truly change the world. Then, Diakum heard a disdainful snort from the Argus Star Soul.

Diakum did not take out the Twilight Hammer, as that thing could only be used in combat.

He pulled out Kazzak's soul-storing staff, glanced at Merry Winterwind who was holding the "simple" staff of the archmage beside him, shook his head, and under the old lich's puzzled gaze, stuffed the artifact staff that sealed the soul of the great demon into his hand.

"I'll lend it to you."

Dick took out the Flame Blade and leaned on it, whispering:

"Given Medivh's spell immunity level, the staff in your hand wouldn't even be able to break his defense. If he enters the 'second stage of transformation', I estimate he will be completely immune to attacks below the level of artifacts."

"But I'm prepared!"

Merry Winterwind felt that he was looked down upon by this foreign saint.

The old lich was about to take out the precious magical item he had prepared for this battle, but after sensing the power of Kazzak's soul-sucking staff, he stopped awkwardly. Then, under the gaze of his old friend Farondis, who was trying to suppress his laughter, he coughed a few times, pretending to be calm and stroking the staff that Diakum had lent him, saying:

"Very well, then I will temporarily lend you my power, foreign saint. After the battle is over, I will return it to its rightful owner."

"As it should be."

Diakum nodded. He was nostalgic for the Ashbringer he had lost to the bronze dragon. To combat the dark power within Medivh, the burning, pure Holy Flame was the perfect weapon.

The four of them were all equipped with their own divine weapons, and the aura of power enveloped them. After the cursing and drunken nobles were sent out of the tower by Karazhan's defense captain Atumen, the four of them entered the austere mage tower from the back door.

It was obvious that a large number of space spells were used here, expanding the interior to the size of a small city, distributed three-dimensionally in different areas. Outsiders would definitely get lost here, but Aegwynn teleported the four people all the way to the magic center of Karazhan.

They had to take the mage tower back from Medivh before the war.

The mage is invincible in his own mage tower, and Medivh is already difficult enough. Diakum doesn't want to make it more difficult for himself by challenging "hard mode."

"Wait here for a moment. I'll go activate the energy protection of the Mage Tower."

Aegwynn said something to the three of them, and a teleportation sent them into the library ahead, which was filled with books. Farondis, who was visiting here for the first time, was a little confused, but old Merry explained in time:

"In front is the place where Aegwynn kept her late husband's spirit. During the time she disappeared, Nielas Alan raised her and Aegwynn's son alone. As a result, Medivh was accidentally killed because he couldn't control his power when he was young. Aegwynn was heartbroken and used some forbidden methods to bring Nielas' soul back from the dead world and bound it to this wizard tower.

Even after his death, Elan guarded the magic tower for his wife and son.

In his eyes, this is the home of their family of three, and no outsiders are allowed to invade.

Although the outside world says that Magna Aegwynn is a cold-blooded and greedy person, we all know that she is a very sensitive person and there is true love between her and Elan.

Give her some time.”

"But I heard that it was Magna who used a potion to seduce the then-promising Elan, causing him to rebel against Dalaran and leading to the birth of Medivh? It's said that Elan was once the most powerful mage hunter-master in Dalaran, and he hunted Aegwynn for more than decades."

Farondis winked and said:
"Which version of the story is true?"

"The two are not in conflict, Your Excellency."

Dick explained:
"It's normal for a woman of the world like Magna Aegwynn to turn from love to hate, and from hate to love. A partner worthy of her is definitely not an ordinary person. Merry, why do you look so strange?
Are you feeling unwell?"

The kind-hearted sentinel looked at the old lich, whose expression changed drastically. The latter shook his head and glanced at the Soul-Sending Staff of Kazzak in his hand with a strange look. He said:

"The Overlord of Doom within this staff is chatting with the Dreadlord within me. They are talking to you, and I don't think you would like to hear how they describe you.

Kazak said that you have a secret method that can turn yourself into a light-forged giant hundreds of meters tall. It was under that situation that it fought with you for thousands of rounds without a clear winner, and finally it was defeated by you because of the shameless sneak attack of the Holy Light Force.

Kasanatil didn't believe it and said that Kazzak was just bragging, saying that the most lowly hellhound in the entire Burning Legion knew the grudge between Kazzak and you.

A lot of subtle information was revealed in their conversation. Diakum, Farondis and I really underestimated you. I guess Aegwynn also underestimated you.

The things you did on Argus and Draenor were truly earth-shaping. Kil'jaeden the Conqueror and Thal'kiel the Shaper were both your "old acquaintances"? Did every great demon of the Burning Legion die at your hands?
It is said that among those whom the demons hate the most, your name is the one mentioned the most."

"It's not that exaggerated. You can't trust everything these demons say. They also like to brag and will inflate the value of their enemies to brag about themselves. I just lived a long life but did nothing.

But Kil'jaeden is indeed my old superior, and I defeated and killed Thal'kiel once with my own hands."

Dick waved his hand calmly, with an expression that said "the past is too painful to look back on."

He sighed and said:
"When I was escaping from Argus, I killed Thal'kiel in front of the Dark Titan. Because of this, I became more aware of the power that was waiting for us at the top of this mage tower.

Lady Aegwynn.
She was destined to be deeply heartbroken today. She was used! Her carelessness has led to tragedy for her family. I'm afraid she won't be able to bear such a terrible blow."

"Magna was very strong. She sensed the corruption of Dalaran and held the power of the Guardian alone for so many years, eventually passing it on to Medivh."

Merry Winterwind shook his head and said:
"Although there are some selfish motives involved, I believe Aegwynn is a qualified guardian. She will continue to move forward resolutely for the safety of this continent. Besides, we will be with her. This is what friendship means."

Farondis said nothing.

But he sensed something in Diakam's sigh, and his narrowed eyes were filled with thought. When Aegwynn returned, a heavy red shield was floating beside her. She pushed it to Diakam's side and said,
"If you want to be a protector, you'll need a shield. I can't find anything better right now, so you'll have to make do with this one."

"Well, it's quite good indeed."

The Sentinel picked up the heavy shield and waved it. The quality of this thing was only "epic", which was really hard to satisfy Diakum, the "氪金 warrior" covered with artifacts.

To be honest, he felt very insecure without a magic shield in his hand.

But since they were already here, they couldn't retreat. Led by Aegwynn, the four finally reached the highest point of Karazhan. When they pushed open the door of the meditation room, what came into their eyes was not an elegant room filled with books, but an alien realm that was distorted to the point of being directly connected to the astral plane.

This place is definitely not in the material world. It is an "observatory" created by Medivh with his powerful magic.

Ordinary mages need to use complex lenses and choose a night with excellent weather to observe the stars.

The celestial mage can stargaze by creating a distorted space connecting to the starry sky directly on his terrace. It is hard to say which effect is better, but Medivh's way of "close-up stargazing" is definitely friendly to the eyes.

"You are here."

The Celestial Mage had his back to the guests.

He leaned on the Guardian's staff and looked up at the meteors streaking across the galaxy. He said:

"See that dying starlight? The star there is being extinguished by the Burning Legion. There are three planets in that system that show signs of life, but they only lasted seven hours in the face of the demons.

Ten thousand years have passed since the War of the Ancients. How long can Azeroth, immersed in peace and prosperity, withstand the ancient enemy?

Medivh let out a light laugh, and the moment he turned around, the starry sky behind him rotated and changed, and the dark green starry sea filled with fel energy pollution reflected the green light.

他 说:

"A world divided against itself cannot stop the enemy from coming, but I see anger and condemnation in your eyes, and I know you won't hear me out.
Really sorry.

Come on, then, and end this unpleasant conversation."

"Child, if you want to talk, you can continue. I will listen to you patiently."

Aegwynn took a step forward. She felt the Staff of Aluneth tremble in her hand and whispered:
"But you must make sure that every thought in your mind comes from your own cognition, and not the infusion of darkness. What is influencing you? Your father and I didn't teach you that."

"Mom, I have two fathers. The one who loves me, the other one treats me as a 'pet'."

Medivh shook his head.

As Aegwynn's face changed drastically, a familiar power emanated from him. Amid the echo of arcane magic, a violent aura of fel energy emanated from the celestial mage's other hand, transforming into the flames of Sargeras that surrounded his fingers.

他 说:

"My beloved father died at my hands, a wrath from my other 'father,' who lurked in your shadow long before I was formed within you. I am not just your child by Elan, I am also your child by Sargeras.
Sorry, mother.

But I have spent far more time with Him over the years than you have taught me or been with me.”

Medivh's shadow in the sea of stars lengthened and spread, and finally, under Aegwynn's trembling gaze, it turned into a shadow that was extremely familiar to her, standing behind the Celestial Mage, completely enveloping her child in the shadow of the Dark Titan.

"boom"

Amidst Aluneth's lament, the Guardian's staff smashed to the ground and then floated up again.

Aegwynn collapsed.

Just as Diakham expected.

(End of this chapter)