Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 225, Section 48: Beneath the Light - The Darkness Is Not Evil

"These soft-skinned snakes are all so alluring and seductive; they don't look like good people at all!"

Archbishop Nelly, carrying her spirit bow, walked cautiously through the dark, sea-ravaged land, wagging her tail and whispering to Irel beside her:

"Look at that ghostly makeup, look at that lewd snake tail, look at those four hands."

"And their truly slender waists!"

Yrel, holding the Holy Blade, condemned with utmost righteousness:
"Who would have such an unfair figure? And aren't elves supposed to be chubby like steamed buns? Why are these Nagas so plump? Can eating seafood really give you a great figure?"

"You two, that's enough! Even I, a former guardian, can't stand these sour words anymore."

Aegwynn covered her eyes and sighed, saying:
"The Naga are Void creatures. They have suffered from the Curse of Flesh and Blood. Their flesh and blood can be reshaped under the influence of Void power, so it is normal for them to be a bit plump."

But don't worry, that Naga matriarch is just a smooth talker.

As far as I know, apart from some 'sirens' who act strangely and lure sailors on the high tides, most Nagas are actually quite conservative and they don't usually have overly intimate interactions with men outside their own kind.

This is not because they are chaste, but simply because they have inherited some of the habits of snakes.

You know, by snake standards, every male of other races is a greyhound, utterly incapable of satisfying their terrifying appetites.

"That's an ordinary person, but the Guardians have the 'Holy Lance'!"

Irelia said with certainty:
"I've heard some rumors that the Guardian's Holy Lance was also blessed by the Holy Light, it's said."

"boom"

Archbishop Nelly, expressionless, slammed her fist into Iriel's helmet and rebuked him:
"How could a little girl over a hundred years old hear such nonsense? You have no right to discuss these things here. Besides, Diakum is a truly good man. He would never stoop to the shameless level of needing to have sex with the Naga to get help."

"Oh, saying these things in front of a child is really outrageous."

Aegwynn glanced at Archbishop Nellie, who was speaking somewhat recklessly, and shook her head, reminding her in a mental voice:

“Be careful, the Naga are using us! They can’t cross the area ahead on their own to reach the location where I sealed the artifact and the divine body. Their flattery of Diakum is just a way to find that passage.”

They will turn on you immediately once they achieve their goal.

Diakum was currently weakened, and according to the tradition of Void creatures devouring each other's power, the Twilight's Hammer had become a divine object that the Deep Sea Matriarch coveted.

"Yes, the Naga elites are gathering in the Abyss, and a brute beast is leading them along another path, following us."

Nari responded:
“I’ve sent Gora to monitor them. Don’t worry, everything is still under control. However, the servants of the Deep Sea Mother can’t stop the ‘tails’ behind them. Those Watchers are ferocious, and the envoys sent by Suramar are also dangerous.”

The druids thrived, transforming into seals to evade the Naga's pursuit and now spying on us from the abyss.

I've figured it out; each of these elves possesses unique skills.

"Anyway, be careful."

Aegwynn stopped reminding her.

Using mental whispers in front of Void creatures is risky, as these beings are abnormally sensitive to mental fluctuations due to the Void Blessing, and may even be able to eavesdrop on other people's mental interactions.

Meanwhile, Diakum followed the Naga matriarch, scouting ahead as a defender, and the two occasionally exchanged insights about the void.

Dick then realized that his honorary title of "Champion Apostle of the Sea of ​​No Light" was truly useful.

Although this Naga matriarch harbored ulterior motives, she was indeed very willing to exchange insights on power with her. After Diakum told the Deep Sea matriarch some tricks of the "Law of Corruption," Saslin said that she could not leave things unfinished.

So she passed on her unique skills to Diakum.

"Void Force - Legendary Special Skill [Summoning Spell: The Glutton's Maw of the Abyss] has been learned!"

This skill can summon the ravenous maw of 'Saruk' from the Sea of ​​No Light in a designated shadow according to the user's will. Enemies swallowed by the maw will be transferred to the projection of the Sea of ​​No Light for a short time, suffering massive mental corruption and physical damage; if the enemy's spirit is completely corrupted, they will be transformed into a void creature for a short time.

hint!

Each time this skill is successfully used to devour a non-Void Force lifeform, the user gains one point of favor with the Glutton; the skill will be upgraded when enough offerings are given to the Glutton.

"This is truly valuable knowledge."

Diakum exclaimed in admiration:
“I had heard before that Voidwalkers take pride in exchanging ‘truth’, and now it seems that this reputation is well-deserved. You are much more generous than the closed-minded and conservative Arcane Walkers.”

"Of course! The void yearns for the spread of 'truth,' and every wisp of knowledge blessed by Him has its own thoughts. In each reading, they will actively seek out those masters who can understand them."

Only fools fear the power of knowledge; we, the Void, are the group of beings in the vast universe who most respect knowledge.

The Deep Sea Mistress snorted and crossed her arms, saying:
"The Fallen Laws you shared are demigod-level knowledge. My reward is not enough to make the truth equal. How about this, I will teach you the secret technique to summon 'Kah Abyss Walker'."

Those are noble beasts originating from the abyss, and only those of noble birth accepted by the void, like you and me, are qualified to summon and ride them.

It can carry you anywhere you want, regardless of terrain; it's a status symbol among Voidwalkers. Without such a beast, you'd be ridiculed by your fellow Voidwalkers.

"Then I won't be polite."

Diakum smiled and listened attentively to the teachings of the Deep Sea Mother.

Although he knew that this was the cunning Saslinn trying to lull him into a false sense of security and make him believe in her, the Path of Shadow taught him to eat the sweet coating and throw the hateful bullets back at her.

A moment later, a new notification appeared before Diakum's eyes:

"【Hidden Legendary Appearance of Sacred/Shadowsteed: Kaher Abyss Legend (Wanderer of the Sea of ​​Darkness)】Acquired!"

hint!

The legendary vehicle's flight speed wasn't any faster, but its speed in the sky, shadows, and water was still much faster than that of ordinary mounts.

The legendary vehicle's appearance comes with a special 'shadow concealment' effect.

When the Vigilant rides the legendary Kaher of the Abyss across the skies and seas, the shadows from the Sea of ​​No Light will completely conceal your presence, making you imperceptible to any form of detection spell.

Dick nodded in satisfaction upon seeing "Mount +1". Just then, they arrived at the cliff between the Naga area and the ancient elven temple ahead, so the Vigilant summoned his new mount amidst the shadows.

As the tides of the Sea of ​​No Light surged, a strange fish with many tentacles hovered gracefully in front of Diakum.

Its five tawny eyes darted around, scrutinizing its summoner, especially the twilight pupil on its forehead, which constantly contracted and expanded. Only when it saw the Twilight Hammer did this dangerous wanderer, covered in sharp teeth, obediently lower its head.

To be honest, despite having terrifying things like eyeballs and tentacles, this legendary mount is actually not ugly.

It looks like a live ornamental carp. The barbels that adorn it float in the air with a touch of "elegance". The fins that have degenerated from claws move with ripples that spread outwards. The "big tail" behind it is composed of four connected barbels. The small barbels that float look exactly like the tail of a goldfish from a distance.

Its purple dorsal fins gleam with a mysterious sheen, giving it the dignity befitting a creature from another world.

"You learn so quickly!"

Madam Saslin exclaimed in admiration:

"It took me seven days to gain the following of Kaher Abyss Walker when I received the 'Pioneer' award. You truly deserve the title of Holy Lance."

"Come up, everyone."

Diakum mounted the saddle on the back of the strange fish and invited the other three to board the wide saddle. Apart from Aegwynn, the two Draenei were wary of the creature.

"Don't be afraid, this fish is gentle."

The guardian reminded:

"You won't be attacked unless you attack it first. The creatures in the Sea of ​​No Light are always so strangely harmonious. Alas, if the Void weren't so corrupting, their willingness to share the truth would be enough to attract many followers."

"I won't go."

The Deep Sea Mother stood on the edge of the cliff and said goodbye:
"Those elves and ghosts are quite ferocious, and they have a lot of grudges against us. If I go there, I'll inevitably have to fight them. So I'll just wish you all a safe journey."

After speaking, the Deep Sea Mother winked at Diakum, then turned and vanished into the shadows like a snake. "She left unique Abyssal Beacons on you. Once you reach the depths of the tomb, this Deep Sea Mother, possessing unique powers, can teleport her army to your side. Do you need us to help you remove this beacon?"

Shadow Word asked solicitously, but Diakum shook his head and said:
"Sargeras' artifacts are guarded by demons. While I enjoy slaying demons, time is of the essence right now. I'd be more than happy to have 'labor' delivered to my doorstep. The Naga greedily covet what they cannot obtain; ambition may be a virtue, but the Void will punish the losers for it!"
Let her be.

The elves ahead are the most important thing.

He pulled on the shadowy reins of the Shadowforged, and the Kaher Wanderer gracefully swayed its massive tail, disappearing into the shadows with a splash. It moved directly through the shadows, weaving through different spectral formations.

Ordinary walls and buildings cannot stop it at all.

"This strange fish is a master at sneaking in and picking locks!"

Irelia knelt on the saddle and sighed, drawing a strange look from Aegwynn.

Little girl, are you out of your mind?

Do you know what level of Void Follower it takes to summon a legendary creature of this caliber from the Sea of ​​No Light as a tamer? Followers of this level, why would they care about ordinary buildings without magical protection?

"arrive!"

The Kah Wanderer carried the four through several collapsed tunnels resembling inner city walls in a short period of time, finally arriving at the deepest part of this ancient Luna Temple. Diakum tightened the reins, causing the four to jump off the Fish Saddle.

The moment the concealment dissipated, a deep horn sounded in the hall.

"Sisters of the Moon! The invaders have arrived! Show yourselves and meet them!"

As the command was given in sharp Salasian, and as Neri and Yrel watched warily with their weapons raised, a chilling wind swept through the deathly silent hall, and squads of fully armed High Elf spirits appeared all around.

They were fully armored, wielding spirit blades, and holding high the battle flags of the Anti-Demon Alliance and Black Rook Hold, trapping the four of them at the place where they appeared in a siege-like formation.

In just a few seconds, thousands of elite ancient warriors appeared here. Even more exaggeratedly, there were also griffon riders in spirit form flying in the air above the towering hall.

They look like an elite force!
The murderous aura that lingered there from ten thousand years ago made Aegwynn grip the Elunes Staff tightly, which was yelling, "The tomb raiding has gone wrong! Quick, grab the black donkey hoof!"

A female hunter commander riding a ghostly frostblade tiger and wielding a thorny blade wheel stepped forward, a spirit owl war beast perched on her shoulder, coldly watching the four intruders before her.

Higher up, a hunter commander had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow; the chilling aura of the psychic arrow sent a shiver down Yrel's spine.

“You are not demons, but you are not warriors of the Anti-Demon Alliance either! You should not set foot here. We are conducting the sacred ‘Black Moon Ritual’.”

A stern voice rang out from the platform ahead. The Moon Priestess's spirit maintained her former nobility and indifference. She floated up, gripping her holy staff, and said in a deep voice:

"Unauthorized entry will result in death!"

"We've come to ask for help, gentlemen!"

Diakum shouted in ancient Salas:
"The Burning Legion's vanguard is attacking our city, and we desperately need the assistance of the Anti-Evil Alliance! You should be able to sense that something evil lurks deep within this temple."

"Yes! Although we don't know which bastard hid that dangerous demonic artifact here, now that we've discovered it, we can't just sit idly by! We will suppress the evil here."

Upon hearing the other party utter the names of the Anti-Demon Alliance and the Burning Legion, the Moon Priestess immediately rebuked them:
“Since you know there are evil things here, you should be even less likely to approach! The group of fallen ones on the outer perimeter have been trying to steal dangerous items, but every time they infiltrate, we defeat them.”

“We’ll take it away.”

Diakum said:
"This world is under threat, and we need to use that artifact to travel to another world in search of hope. As you should have seen, I am not the original species of this world."

"Hmph, variants of the Eredar demons! Though you are the blue purifiers, your red race has slaughtered far too many warriors! Lay down your weapons! Otherwise..."

The indifferent moon priest raised her hand, and the spirit warriors gripped their weapons, ready to exorcise the demon at their commander's command.

“This is the time to bring Leland over.”

Nari muttered to herself:
"Her divine diplomacy skills will definitely come in handy; these elves simply don't listen to us."

"Their thinking is flawed."

Aegwynn said:

"Some force has halted their thinking, keeping their minds forever stuck at the moment of death. They clearly still believe that the ancient war is not over."

"Stop!"

Just as the two sides were about to clash, another voice rang out from behind.

The elven warriors immediately made way, and under the protection of several elite guards, a Kaldorei spectral elf dressed in the robes of a high priest appeared before the four of them, riding a ghost tiger.

Her status was clearly very high; she was probably the leader of this group of ghosts.

She looked the four people up and down, waved to the three commanders, and said:
“These are messengers sent by the Black Raven King. You may leave. I need to have a private meeting with them. Did you bring any instructions from Lord Kutalos Ravencrest?”

"Ok?"

Aegwynn blinked, but Diakum stepped forward and said loudly:
“The situation in Sin'esari has changed, Your Excellency. We have come on Prince Farondis’s orders.”

"I see."

The high priest's spirit nodded.

She sternly looked at her three subordinates, and a moment later, the ghosts vanished in the eerie wind just as they had appeared.

When only she and a few others remained, the high priestess sighed forlornly. Looking at the ancient but abandoned sacred temple, she said in a hoarse voice:
"We performed the Black Moon Ritual here. Our purest and most fervent sisters received Elune's Black Moon wrath here. The moment the Nightsworn were born here, our lives were eternally ignited and taken away."

I was the one who hosted that ceremony.

I am Deyana, High Priestess of the Moon and leader of the Sisterhood of Elune. Outsider, tell me, how much time has passed in the outside world?

"It has been...it has been ten thousand years, Your Excellency."

Aegwynn said softly:

"You have been steadfastly guarding your duty here for ten thousand years! I apologize, I was in such a hurry to seal the remnants of the evil god that I didn't notice your presence here. Those demonic artifacts must have caused you endless suffering all these years, right?"

"No, quite the opposite."

The spirit of the High Priestess of the Moon revealed a subtle smile, and said:
"Many warriors had already given up and, in despair, chose to go to the land of death. But it was the evil things you left here that inspired their loyalty to the moon goddess. My once extinct legion was thus reunited."

We have rediscovered the meaning of our existence, guarding the dangerous body of the evil god and that powerful artifact for this world, just as we did when we were still alive.

However, before we continue our conversation, I have one more question.

"You win!"

Diakum drew a triangular emblem on his chest and whispered:
"The ancient war has been won, madam!"
The Nightsworn, whom you created by your own sacrifice, has fulfilled her mission. The Dark Titan who came here was banished back to His Twisting Nether by the power of Azeroth and the wrath of the Moon Goddess. It is because of your sacrifice that this world has been spared from the ravages of fel energy.

Even if the world has forgotten you, you are still unsung heroes!

The whole world owes you a debt of gratitude.

He raised his hand, tapped it on his breastplate, and said loudly:

"The Commander of the Hand of Argus pays tribute to the warriors of the Alliance against Demons in Azeroth! Ladies, you are true heroes."

"You are worthy of the title of guardians."

Yrel straightened her back and paid homage to the high priest before her with a respectful expression, while Nelly and Aegwynn each bowed in return.

This response finally brought a smile to High Priestess Deyana's sorrowful face. She looked at the forgotten temple, and her millennia of perseverance had finally paid off.

Ah, Elune, thank you for the messenger you sent to inform us of the victory.

Ps:
The legend of Kaher Abyss is as follows:

(End of this chapter)