Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 269, Section 26. Diakum, Child of Light and Darkness: I'm doomed! I'm surrounded by Zerar!

"You two must sever your connection with Zera!"

In a conference room at Stormhold Keep, Diakum, in his signature commanding pose with his chin resting on his hands, amidst the cacophony of flattery from the golden cherubs surrounding him, stared intently at the twins and declared with unwavering authority:
"The fanaticism and obstinacy of the Mother of Light have affected the rationality you, as spellcasters, must maintain. Your blind faith in her prophecies is a dangerous act. There is still hope, but not much. Disconnect your mental links now, and I will guide you back to reason."

"Yes, your situation is really serious."

Archbishop Nelly, standing beside Dick, looked at the twins with great concern and said:
"Diacomb's fanaticism in walking into the light in Draenor was already worrying. At that time, I could only see his outline in the light and not his face. But you two have almost completely merged into the light, leaving only the oath of light that Xera proclaimed to you."

I'm not saying that serving the Holy Light wholeheartedly is bad, but you two are leaders!
You are the archbishops of the Holy Light Legion, and every decision you make will directly affect the fate of many planets and countless people.

In this situation, how can you allow your beliefs to be placed above the interests of the community?
Dick is right!
You must immediately sever your mental link with Zera, and you must immediately regain your rationality. Your current behavior of indiscriminately treating Zera's words as commands is something even a kind old man like Viren would slap!

The Gemini remained silent.

The two women were staring at the holy light emanating from Diakum and the shadow behind him that remained unaffected by the light, seemingly an "independent entity," as if pondering the underlying principles behind the changes in the light and shadow of the Watcher.
Seeing how stubborn these two guys were, Nali was so angry that she rolled up her sleeves, but was stopped by the five little guys.

“If persuasion were effective, we would have convinced them to come back thousands of years ago.”

The Holy Light Archmage Imira whispered to Neli:

"It's no use. We've talked to them countless times, but all they have in their hearts is the zeal for the Holy Light and the fight against fel energy. They see the Burning Legion as the greatest enemy of the Starsea that must be eliminated."

Although they had the intention to help, they were present in every battle against the demons.

Zera praised their fidelity and holiness.

She demanded that the members of the Holy Light Legion learn from the two archbishops. While this certainly made the Holy Light warriors even stronger, fanaticism and blind obedience had long been an ineradicable poison within the Holy Light Realm. I don't even dare tell you how they treated dissenting believers in the Holy Light Realm.”

"Ok?"

Nelly turned to look at the five boys and said loudly:

What did they do?

"Lightforging! Lightforging against one's own will."

Faria, the "Crescent Blade," sighed:
"Most of the exiles who are rescued and brought back to the Holy Light Realm will believe in the Holy Light, but some will remain fixated on their former racial beliefs. The Holy Light Legion will tolerate those with positive beliefs, such as believers in the Order of Life and Arcane Arts, who are considered fellow believers in justice. However, the Holy Light Legion will show no mercy to those with negative beliefs."

They will forcibly cast those people into light in the name of 'shaping justice and restoring purity'!

This did objectively strengthen the Light Realm's power against the Burning Legion, but it also drew harsh criticism from moderate Naaru, including His Highness A'dal.

This ideological divergence has extended even within the Holy Light Legion. Although they still fight side-by-side against demons, the Holy Light Legion, originally founded to rescue exiles and create hope, has essentially split apart.

"The principle is very simple."

Sharpshooter Bharat snorted and leaned against the conference room wall, whispering:

"Storm Keep is such a large starship that it could hold millions of people, but when we came all the way to support it, only a little over two thousand Lightforged responded, and they were all temporarily withdrawn from the fierce battlefield."

Archbishop Nelly, our trip to Azeroth this time is less about providing support and more like a moderate's 'self-exile'.

His Holiness Adal believes that our continued presence in the Realm of Light will result in fanatical assimilation, a fate many of our companions have suffered over the past millennia.

The war is too intense; it will never end.

Warriors in war need light to sustain their fight, so they embrace that fervent light and journey ever further within it.

"You actually ordered the Lightforged civilians to be ordered to do so?"

Also in the conference room, Irele was taken aback. Suppressing her strange feelings, she shouted:

"How could the Holy Light allow you to do such a brutal thing! If it were Lightforged soldiers, it would be one thing, after all, we soldiers always have a pure desire to serve the people, but civilians should not go to the battlefield."

As their protectors, you should not force them!
I feel regret and pain for creating the 'Time Eater' elf, but your actions are tantamount to a crime!

"The 'Time Eater' elf?"

Saloras glanced at Irelia and said:
"Little girl, you're pretty outrageous!"
"And the most dangerous war you've ever faced, being born on Draenor, was the world civil war launched by the Horde. I know the Burning Legion sent its vanguard to Draenor, and you won with the help of the Illidari, but if you think that's all the Burning Legion has done in the cosmos, then I can only say you're too naive!"

"Every second we waste, another world is set ablaze by demons. Our speed in rescuing exiles can't keep up with the speed at which demons create homeless people!"

Aurecis said coldly:
"The Holy Light Legion is essentially a group of exiles banding together for warmth. They have all experienced the pain of losing their homeland, and they all bear that pain together. Many of them have chosen to take up arms and fight the demons to the end."

It's not just about revenge, but also about protecting innocent people from suffering the same tragedy as us!

In this situation, achieving a hard-won victory requires sacrifice. We need to build unity, and most people are discerning; they know what is right and what is wrong.

But there are always some die-hards who, even after experiencing the tragedy of their families being destroyed, still immerse themselves in evil beliefs to escape reality!

We can send priests to persuade them, but not everyone will change their ways. Lightforged is the simplest solution, eliminating instability for the people. The Legion of Light can increase manpower, and potential destroyers of fel, death, and the void are guided to the right path.

I can't understand why you're condemning this behavior?

I can't understand it at all, Nelly, how could you, as the leader of the Draenei clan, stand on the side against us?
Hmm, I think I understand why the Draenei clan has been so weak for the past two hundred years, almost driven to the brink of extinction by a group of nomadic civilizations. If it weren't for the timely awakening of the Vigilant and their forceful rearmament, they would have been in dire straits.
you!
"Nellie, can you imagine what will happen to you now?"

The archbishop's eyes were blazing with fire.

She wanted to argue with the twins, but Diakum raised her hand to stop the pointless argument.

He looked at the twins and said:
"I will not comment on whether the actions of you Guangzhu dissidents are right or wrong. I was not in your difficult circumstances, I have not experienced your predicament, and all the judgments I make at this time are unfair."

We'll only talk about the current situation of the two of you!
Tell me, Thaloras and Orethas, what orders did Xera give you? Whom did she send you to Azeroth to find?

Illidan the Starhunter?
The tragic prophecy she so firmly believed in—the child of light and darkness?

The twins exchanged a glance, then shook their heads.

"The Mother of Light has indeed instructed us to come to Azeroth to find the 'Children of Light and Darkness,' the Vigilant."

Saloras uttered the first half of the sentence, and Aurecis completed the second half:
"But it's not Illidan the Starhunter. Lady Zera has corrected the errors in the prophecy. She has found the true 'Children of Light and Darkness,' and the one destined to end the strife among the stars is right before our eyes!"

"Ok?"

The entire conference room fell silent instantly. Even the five young heroes looked at Diakum with suspicion and uncertainty. The Vigilant even stood up abruptly, laughing in exasperation.

People can actually burst out laughing when they're completely speechless.

他 说:

"So, Zera believes I am the prophesied 'Child of Light and Darkness'? How ridiculous!"

"But aren't you walking between light and darkness?"

Saloras said:
"Aren't you demonstrating your 'twin light and shadow' right before our eyes?"

"Aren't you fighting against cruel fate with your own hands?"

Aurecis stood up and loudly retorted:

"From the moment you awoke on Argus until now, you have been lost in the light and wandering in the shadows. Hasn't everything you've done been to reverse the stars' path to the end? What's wrong with the prophecy of the Mother of Light?"
If you are not the prophesied child of light and darkness, then who is worthy of such an extravagant title?

Diakum was stumped.

The twins' counter-question even convinced the others in the meeting room. Even Irelia and Marlaad were exchanging opinions in hushed tones with subtle expressions, while Nelly looked at her boyfriend with suspicion and uncertainty.

She certainly trusted Diakum's own judgment, but the problem was... holy crap, these twins made such a good point! There was absolutely no way to refute them!
Could it be that I really slept with the legendary Child of Light and Darkness?

Hmm, I feel kind of honored.

“I really want to explain the difference to you, but it’s really not something that can be explained in just a few words.” Diakum took a deep breath and said to the twins:
"Then, what if I ask you to sever your connection with Zera?"

"We refuse!"

The twins said in unison:

“Ms. Zela’s fanaticism and stubbornness are a terrible quality. She herself often warned us not to act according to her thinking, but she did lead us, nurture us and shape us.”

Without Lady Zera's perseverance over the past 20,000 years, there would be no sanctuary like the Holy Light Realm among the stars, and how many more vengeful spirits would there be in the Kingdom of Death?

You cannot judge her as a bad person simply because of her stubbornness and fanaticism, just as you cannot conclude that we are lost because of our beliefs.

"Sage, don't waste your breath on these two fanatical bastards!"

Irelia shouted:
“There’s no reasoning with fanatics. Forcibly sever their connection with Zera and make them your or His Majesty Adal’s chosen people. When reason returns, that fanaticism and blind obedience will naturally disappear.”

"Do not."

Diakum shook his head and said:
"You two go and rest. In a few days, come with me to pay homage to the Lord of Azeroth. I think the Supreme Star Soul will show you with facts what kind of trouble your battles of the past 20,000 years have brought to this planet."

You do not believe in the arguments of language.

I doubt I can match either of you in a debate on scriptures, so I'll use facts to awaken you.

"Heh, we sisters will wait and see."

The twins held hands, bowed to Diakum, and took their leave. They clearly did not believe that they and the Legion of Light were on the wrong path.

All beings must fight until the Burning Legion is utterly defeated and the Burning Crusade comes to a complete end, only then can this sea of ​​stars receive the peace bestowed by the Holy Light.

Let them lay down their weapons and offer their necks for slaughter before the devil's blade?
Sorry.

My bones are too hard, I can't kneel down!
"You all should go and rest as well."

The vigilant sat back in his standard Legion chair and waved his hand, saying:
"Lady Aegwynn went to the Chamber of Hearts to deal with the corruption when C'Thun died. She will finish it soon, and then everyone will come with me. Remember to bring your Hearts of Argus; we will witness the meeting of the two Star Soul Lords."

Oh, right, I said I'd treat you guys to drinks after the victory.

Dick smiled and said to the five little devils:
"Tonight, the victory celebration at Cenarion Hold will be a night of revelry!"

"Yay, we can eat the feast now."

Archmage Imira cheered, her dashing demeanor unchanged from over 20,000 years ago bringing a smile to Diakum's face. Yrel and Marad followed them away, heading to Cenarion Hold as liaison officers to make some arrangements.

"Are you really okay?"

After everyone else left, Nellie reached out and put her hand on Dick's shoulder, saying:

I'm really worried about you!

The archbishop was pulled into the saint's arms, and just like last time, a kiss full of humanity dispelled all her doubts.

"Go and convey my message to General Deer Helmet and his Quicksand Guards."

Dick patted Nellie's little tail and said:

"If they are ready tonight, I will perform the Shadow Ascension for them before the victory celebration begins, restoring their elven appearance, at the cost of them having to walk in the shadows afterward."

This is a difficult choice, so I hope...

"Don't worry about them!"

Nelly leaned weakly against Dick's chest and whispered:

"You've given the elves the choice between becoming trolls and stepping into the shadows. Not a single one will hesitate for a second; the slightest hesitation would be a desecration of their elven dignity. Rest assured, this time you will not force anyone to follow you into the shadows."

Come to think of it, this place seems quite quiet.

"We'll talk about it tonight; we have important business to attend to right now."

Diakum grinned, kissed Nellie on the forehead, and said:

"Remember that black dragon? I need to purify her before taking her to see the Star Soul, otherwise, if the Lord of Azeroth sees the Void Fiend, he might instantly fly into a rage and crush her."

But we went through all that trouble to bring her here, not so that Star Soul Lord could play 'Void Match'.

I have requested His Majesty Adal to open a starship hangar. Nelly, bring the Black Dragon here. Whatever happens there, do not let anyone else get close.

"It would be very dangerous for the Void to do evil."

------

"Take off your clothes and lie down!"

Onyxia was "escorted" here by Tyreggosa and Chromie. After being pushed into the sealed hangar, before she could even speak, she heard Diakum give her orders.

The vigilant pointed to the empty, massive arms depot and said something without turning his head.

The Black Dragon Princess's face was filled with humiliation.

She knew that this damned hypocritical saint was finally no longer hiding his evil nature and was about to do something terrible to her.

But she didn't care.

Anyway, I can't fight back now, so I'll just consider it as being bitten by a blue-skinned dog.

A few seconds later, Dick turned around and looked in surprise at Onyxia standing behind him, completely naked. He frowned and said:
"What are you doing? Transform into a dragon! We made you take off your clothes so it would be easier for you to transform into your dragon form, right?"

"what?"

Princess Black Dragon was shocked.

Even though she was mentally prepared, she couldn't hold back for a moment and scolded:
"Are you a pervert?! Even though you're a half-giant and you have the Holy Lance, what about that in dragon form?! I refuse! This is beyond my tolerance limit."

"What are you even imagining? You can distrust my character, but you can't slander my moral standards!"

Diakum summoned shadows to enter the Voidlord's Devourer of Worlds form. Under the rotating gaze of the Void Eyes on either side of her shoulders, the trembling Onyxia heard Dick's rebuke:

"I should really give you a good brainwashing with the hottest holy light. What exactly did Deathwing teach you?"
May your princess's mind be filled with this damn yellow garbage!
Transform into a dragon!

I will complete the Blood Curse for you! How dare you imagine a Radiant Holy Spirit as a lewd relic that would mate with dragons?

You are blaspheming the Holy Light, do you know that?

"Tch, you should have said so earlier."

Princess Black Dragon then realized that after confirming that Diakum would not do anything "strange" to her in her dragon form, she obediently dispelled her illusion and revealed her true form as a massive black dragon in the warehouse that could accommodate several landing craft.

She didn't want to be so obedient.

The problem is, she seems to really not be able to afford to offend this terrifying Devourer of All Realms.
This guy could probably go toe-to-toe with his father.

However, as the mighty Devourer of Worlds summoned Void Entropy to reshape Onyxia's flesh and blood, thus clearing away the Void Corruption originating from her bloodline, the Void Eye on Diakum's shoulder glanced at the black dragon's still somewhat imposing dragon form from a third-person perspective.

He stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then said:
"Since I'm going to get 'makeover' anyway, how about I get a more imposing look? I have some templates to choose from, so I'll just treat it as a new haircut to say goodbye to the old days."

"Um?!"

(End of this chapter)