Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 272, Section 29: Good News! The main quest "Awaken Azeroth" has been completed!

"Ah, believers with subjective initiative are terrifying."

Having witnessed the "witch-hunting frenzy" of his first group of Shadowchaser followers, Diakum couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his brow. He hadn't even asked Staghelm and his men to actively expand the Shadowchaser's territory, but these Shifting Sand Guardians were certainly never idle.

This is probably also related to the deep-seated hatred between demons and elves.

He now only hoped that the missionary work of the Shadow Chasers would not go wrong. The thought of having to manage the fanatics of the Holy Light after becoming a Holy Lord made Diakum suddenly realize that this advancement to demigod might not be such a good thing after all.

But there was no need for his companions to worry about such things, so Dick did not tell Nellie about what happened in the "shadows".

The group continued onward. It was just dawn, and the darkness of the desert was being dispelled by the morning light. However, the smoke of yesterday's battle had not yet dissipated, and the Sand Fury trolls were still hunting the insects that had escaped from the ruins of Qiraji.

Although the Vigilant cleansed the Zerg, if the Zerg are allowed to continue multiplying, Silithus will soon be plagued with many more troublesome Zerg hives. The Sandfury Clan has been waiting to "clock out" for over ten thousand years; these irritable old men, tormented by the desert environment, really don't want to work overtime anymore.

So I decided to stay up all night to get this done, and wipe out all the worm hives, brain worms and queens in one go.

"Although Aegwynn didn't participate in yesterday's siege and was busy dealing with matters related to the Chamber of Heart, she cleared out the Chamber of Heart in less than a day since you killed C'Thun."

This efficiency is really excessive.

Nellie, who had followed Diakum to the desert, muttered to herself:

"Do you think Aegwynn might have actually heard the voice of Azeroth?"

"Perhaps, but Aegwynn has definitely made up his mind."

Diakum summoned his noble Spectral Tiger mount, carrying Nellie as they raced through the dawn's gale. In the light behind them, Yrel, Marad, and the five Bronze Saints were also teleported to the ground with their respective Hearts of Argus.

He didn't bring anyone else with him, not because he didn't trust them, but because Dick felt it would be better to complete the meeting between the two lords first, and then have the native beings of Azeroth come to pay their respects.

This is the Eredar's "main quest," and given that Argus Star-Soul helped Diakum defeat the Old Gods, and is now in a state of "just one breath left," it's best not to let too many people know that He exists in Azeroth.

"Commander Diakum, the five of us have spoken with His Majesty Adal."

Faria, the captain of the five little warriors, barely kept up with Spectral Tiger's swift pace, riding her cool lightforged war ram. In the desert storm, she whispered:
"His Holiness Adar has agreed to the defection of the five of us to your Holy Light faction. In fact, as the leader of the moderate Naaru, His Holiness Adar has never been fond of using violence, and he is also quite annoyed by the fact that he has his own armed forces."

“I understand, His Majesty Adal is a war-weary Naaru, but that doesn’t stop him from being a formidable fighter.”

Diakum joked:
"Perhaps the happiest thing for it is to pilot a starship, leading a group of travelers, wandering alone through the stars, spreading the will of the Holy Light. It is certainly not a war leader. However, I have heard that among His Majesty A'dal's followers is a special Naaru who is a 'descendant' of the Mother of Light?"

Can Naru have children?

Nellie suddenly blinked and asked a question, and Faria explained in a low voice:

"His Holiness Volos is a Naaru born from the light of Lady Zera, a privilege of the oldest primordial Naaru, born in the first ray of light during the Great Order of Light and Darkness, the oldest radiant life."

Time bestows upon them an excessively powerful holy force, exceeding the limits that their sacred bodies can withstand, thus causing them to split into new offspring.

As one of the oldest Naaru, Lady Zera has quite a few descendants among the stars.

His Majesty Volos is just one of them.

But you need not worry, sir. His Majesty Volos, like His Majesty Adal, is a true moderate. In fact, most of Lady Zera's children are quite mild-mannered; a Naaru as stubborn as her is a rare find indeed.

“I believe in Volos’s gentleness, but the problem is that it is connected to the light of Zera. Perhaps, without it realizing it, the Mother of Light can also observe the world through its light.”

Dick shook his head and said:

"It is not that I distrust it, but I hope you will exercise the necessary caution in certain important matters, and that you will escort His Majesty Adal and his followers to Draenor as soon as possible."

Leave His Majesty Volos and his Exodar ship in Azeroth. Send the rest of the ships to Draenor. There is something there that only the five of you are allowed to see with His Majesty A'dal, but you must keep it a secret.

It's no exaggeration to say that it's our Eredar's 'ultimate weapon'!

"Oh?"

Diakum's words immediately piqued the curiosity of the five youngsters, but he did not refuse their "request to join."

He needs Lightforged to join his faith faction to unlock the mythical class of "Highlord," and the five young heroes are incredibly powerful, each a near-demigod. Their addition would greatly strengthen the forces under Dick's command.

As Shadow Words says, as a noble "Lightforger," he cannot do everything himself.

His energy is also limited, and he must focus on more important things.

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"Why do you look so serious? It's like you're contemplating how to purify an evil demigod."

In a rift valley in the heart of the desert, Aegwynn, wearing the hood of the Raven Prophet, made a joke. Dick shrugged, offering no further explanation, and led a group of Draenei toward the portal Aegwynn had set up in the shadows of the rift.

The former guardian explained:

"This door can take us deep underground, directly to the sealed rift in the Chamber of the Heart. I've cleared the C'Thun tentacles there, but to be honest, the situation there is still complicated."

You'll see for yourself.

She was the first to step into the portal, followed by the others, and they were instantly transported to the depths of the earth's crust in a flash of darkness.

Diakum even felt like he was close to the Earth's core, with magma surrounding him energizing the place, and in the futuristic and fantastical Titan Corridor ahead, there were C'Thun's frozen dark tentacles.

That thing was dead, yet it still emitted a terrible filth.

As the group stepped into the Heart Chamber Temple ahead, they instantly understood what Aegwynn meant by "complexity".

Everywhere, uncontrolled void entropy energy was escaping, and the dim light carrying the glow of fallen stars formed visible contaminated areas. Although the connection with the Sea of ​​No Light had been severed by Aegwynn, the filth here could not be cleared away in a short time.

"Step back! Don't be surprised no matter what you see."

Dick stepped forward, waving his hand to summon the Twilight Hammer in his palm. The moment the Void Relic forged from black and red crystal appeared, the five Bronze Saints instinctively gripped the weapon. However, when the Vigilant transformed into the dark form of the Devourer of All Realms, the five Bronze Saints were no longer afraid.

"Is this what they call the twin effects of light and shadow?"

The Holy Light Archmage Imira blinked and cast a mind shield to protect everyone, but the shield shattered in less than two seconds.

This embarrassed Imira, who forced herself to explain:
"It's not that my magic is ineffective, it's that Commander Diakum's mental impact is too terrifying."

"But I didn't feel my heart being torn apart, did I?"

Irele asked curiously:
"It's just that every time I look at a saint, all sorts of voices pop into my head."

"That's because Commander Diakum has no ill intentions towards us. If we were his enemy, we would be going crazy."

Imira waved her hand and said:

"Never confront a Void Demigod head-on. With just one moment of carelessness, they can tear your soul apart. When fighting them, death is not even the worst outcome."

Look!
Commander Diakum is absorbing that entropy energy.

These dark forces would be deadly to mortals, but to him they were like a tonic. Especially that broken warhammer in his hand; I felt that if I were wielding that thing on the battlefield, I could drive an entire demon vanguard insane in a few hours at most.”

You'd better suppress your greed.

Aegwynn reminded:

"Lightforger, your mind is no longer stable! Do you think it's normal for you to covet the artifact in your superior's hands?"

"It's normal."

Faria covered her eyes and sighed, saying:
"Imira is like this all the time. She once tried to steal someone's arcane artifact while fighting in a certain sector, which almost attracted the pursuit of an out-of-control Titan Guardian."

Look!
They're the kind of guardians!

Faria pointed ahead.

After Diakum extracted most of the Void Entropy Energy, the enormous "corpse" hidden in the shadows finally appeared before everyone's eyes.

It was a Titan guardian made of rock, whose official name was "Vanir," but her body had been pierced by C'Thun's tentacles long ago, and the once-powerful rock had been weathered and broken.

Dick stepped forward and searched through the broken body, eventually finding something in the tightly clenched hand of the guardian's remains.

It was a gold pendant.

It looks very sophisticated, with a recessed core and three rings of power that can be used to embed items.

Diakum stroked it, his eyes filled with emotion.

Heart of Azeroth!

He created the Heart of Argus artifact by imitating this thing more than 20,000 years ago, but the power of the Heart of Argus is far inferior to that of the Heart of Azeroth. It is no exaggeration to say that this thing can transform a talented mortal into a powerful demigod overnight.

This is a "recruitment" method that only the Supreme Star Soul is qualified to use, and it is also the most direct way for Him to establish a connection with His children.

"Come on over, I'm going to start it."

Diakum dispelled his void form and beckoned everyone over. Under everyone's gaze, Dick stepped forward and placed the Heart of Azeroth into the recess of the Titan control panel in front of him, fitting it perfectly without leaving a single gap.

When it was opened, the entire Heart Chamber began to shake violently.

"Can you operate this thing?" Aegwynn asked, leaning on the roaring Aluneth staff. Diakum shrugged, made a few gestures on the control panel, and said:
"Even with my eyes closed, I can see... He's looking over here!"

"Swish"

The world's power, as blue as silk, ignited before everyone's eyes in an instant. Aegwynn was horrified to find that her feet were turning to stone and that her arcane magic was out of control.

Nari comforted her, saying:
"Don't be afraid, this is normal! We were the same when we met the Star Soul in Argus. Don't resist! The Star Soul's power is examining us."

Before he could finish speaking, the Heart of Argus on the Eredar was pulled away from their control by some unstoppable force and floated in front of the control panel. Diakum also reached out and let his pinky ring slip off his finger.

He looked at the Hearts of Argus, which glowed with an air of relief, with a gaze that seemed to have lifted all pressure.

He knew that it was the Lord of Azeroth calling upon his brother.

He spent over 20,000 years finally bringing Lord Argus before his sisters. He had not disappointed the Star Soul's expectations and had fulfilled his first promise to Him. Looking back on this arduous journey, what kind of perfect ending would be worthy of all the hardships and wanderings along the way?

Why are you so weak? You are about to perish.

The voice asked, as if sobbing.

“They’re coming for you! I’m in their way.”

The weakened Argus reminded him:
"Fight back, my poor sister, or I will be your fate! But do not be afraid, for I have brought you my warriors and my finest children. Diakum and his warriors will protect you as they saved me, and they will do everything in their power."

You can trust them as I trust them.”

"Don't speak, you're too weak. I'll heal you, my brother whom I've never met."

Azeroth called out, and then the light of the world shone once more.

The Vigilant looked up as Azeroth healed Argus. There was no real technique involved; for a planet soul impervious to evil, the only ailment was weakness. Therefore, all it took was for pure primordial power to be infused into Argus's body, and He would recover quickly.

The problem is that Diakum only carries the will fragments of more than 30,000 star souls, so he can hardly be called the real Argus. Therefore, the power he can withstand is actually very weak for the star soul itself.

"You've torn yourself apart, my poor brother, just to survive?"

Azeroth could not speak, but Argus could still understand His message through His World Will. In response to his sisters’ questions, Argus revealed to them His countless past experiences.

The Star Soul possesses inherent powers, and in just a few moments, all the history of the world of Argus became known to Azeroth.

She sighed deeply.

It turns out that the Star Soul family members in this star sea are not the only ones having a bad time. Look at their distant relatives, they are living such hellish lives.

In order to protect his purity from the corruption of the Dark Titan, he actually split his will into millions of pieces and hid them in the bodies of his children, following them to hide in various parts of the starry sea in order to survive.

If it weren't for Diakum, this very prominent "Child of the World," Argus's awakening might have been a long way off.

Compared to what happened to Argus, Azeroth felt that his years of hesitation and indecision were like that of a giant baby raised in a sugar jar.

Despite all the bad things about those Titans, at least they built themselves a sturdy enough iron shell to protect their cradle.

Unlike Argus, who had nothing and could only physically withstand the most powerful slasher in the Star Sea.

That's terrible.

The Star Soul Lord even shed tears because of this, and then, without warning, torrential rain fell on the two great deserts of Silithus and Tanaris, soaking the goblins who were celebrating the cure of the plague.

"You can't go on like this. The prolonged separation of your will fragments will keep you weak, and the fel energy's modification of your body will further suppress your already weak mind."

The "gifted child" of Azeroth worriedly told his distant cousin:
"You need to quickly recover some of your fragments of will and mold yourself into a state where you can barely withstand the risks."

"But those children live far away in the stars."

The Lord of Argus, who had recovered some of his strength, sighed and said:

"Even with a thousand wishes, it is difficult for me to cross the sea of ​​stars to contact them."

“I can help, Your Excellencies.”

Diakum, the representative of the Star Soul, spoke up at this opportune moment:

"I am a humanoid Naaru, and I can connect with the Guardian Naaru who protect other Eredar clans within the realm of the Holy Light. The Heart of Argus, as an artifact of my race, is imbued with the power of the world, and perhaps there is a mysterious connection between us."

Using them as nodes might allow us to transfer fragments of Argus's will, but we need a powerful force to assist us in completing such an interstellar transfer.

Yes, Your Majesty Lord of Azeroth.

We need your participation in the effort to save Lord Argus. We cannot wait until the Eredar clan returns to Argus to rebuild Lord Argus's will; we must begin now to allow Him to slowly recover.

"So you're the one who killed that villain C'Thun?"

Azeroth's attention was focused on Diakum, scrutinizing him. The Vigilant showed no resistance, relaxing his mental defenses and allowing the Star Soul Lord to examine him.

The main theme is to have a clear conscience.

Such candor, coupled with the things he had experienced, made Azeroth hum with satisfaction. No wonder his cousin trusted this little guy so much; he was truly the most loyal and devoted friend of the Star Soul Lord.

"So what do I do?"

Azeroth asked a question, and Diakum replied:
"You only need to provide energy to the Star Soul Will fragments when you cross the Star Sea at the Heart of Argus, and I will take care of the rest. I will locate the position of each Guardian Naaru to determine the location of the Eredar Star Sea Clan."

In this urgent situation, I didn't have time to communicate with the Naru much.

But I believe that as long as the people of those clans remember their homeland of Argus, they will surely answer the Lord's call!

The Vigilant took a deep breath and, for the first time, attempted to make his voice heard in the realm of the Holy Light. He immersed his will in the "Holy Light FM" that permeated the entire star sea, the Primal Light.

As soon as I turned on my microphone, I was greeted by all sorts of strange noises.

"You're the 'Lightforger'? Alright! Explain to me what 'Twin Light and Shadow' means!"

"You actually walk in the light and touch the shadows at the same time! Heretic, give me the coordinates of your planet! I will take my followers to you and explain the consequences to you."

"Wow, you're the famous Diakum? I heard you corrupted Sargeras's human form and forced him to his knees, making him kneel in the Holy Light to repent? Well done!"

"Warrior, when did you become the first killer of the Star Sea? The great demons have all heard the news of your resurrection, and the entire leader of the Burning Legion is planning to challenge you to a duel."

"Diacombe? Hmph, not bad! Come, let's exchange a few blows."

The bustling, noisy welcome, resembling a chaotic night market, left Diakum momentarily bewildered. He hadn't expected that the seemingly respectable Naaru would be teeming with all sorts of strange individuals. And apparently, someone wanted to "send a letter to cut" (a euphemism for a fight)?
Wow, that's really extreme, buddy.

But I'm busy right now, I really don't have time to argue with these Holy Light Narudos.

Fortunately, each Naaru basically supports an Eredar clan, so Diakum didn't need to distinguish them carefully. He simply scattered his will according to the direction from which the various voices came, and then located the nearest Eredar.

"Our homeland is calling, my fellow countrymen, do you still remember the ancient vows?"

As the whispers faded, and Diakum grasped his Heart of Argus pinky ring, a familiar aura pulsed in his consciousness like specks of light.

Using the 120,000 Hearts of Argus scattered throughout the universe as nodes, Diakum temporarily constructed a "clan network" in that instant.

After the location was completed, Azeroth used its power to call and pull the fragments of will back, but the power of the Supreme Star Soul was terrifying. At this moment, Diakum really felt as if he was about to be torn apart. In the midst of the painful calls, one fragment after another of the world's will was temporarily stripped from the host by him with the power of the "Hand of Argus". Through the sensing of the Heart of Argus, they were all drawn into the Chamber of the Heart.

That is, only the Supreme Star Soul can perform such an absurd operation of "powering bricks to fly".

When Diakum opened his eyes, he saw a sea of ​​stars rushing towards him, swirling around Lord Argus like light and shadow. With the help of Azeroth, the extracted fragments of will were integrated into His body, making Lord Argus's aura even more profound.

"It couldn't be completely withdrawn; it wasn't even one percent of the total amount."

Supported by Nellie and Faria, Dick sighed and said:
"I am still too weak to withstand this kind of sensation that spans across the starry sea."

"That's enough! Look! Sage, Lord Argus has recovered his health."

Yrel looked up at the mythical scene filled with starlight.

In the shimmering starlight, she could vaguely see her people scattered across the starry sea, living in worlds with vastly different environments. Those who looked just like her were far away among the stars, but at this moment, Irelia felt that she was not alone.

Among the shining stars above are their own people, many, many of whom, like the Draenei, have not forgotten their ancient oaths.

The Eredar were forced to split more than 20,000 years ago, but they never truly split apart.

This dazzling starlight prompted the Eredar people to whisper prayers, while Aegwynn sensed the power of the Azerothian world-soul within it, and she exclaimed:
"So magnificent."

"No, He is too weak! The Supreme Star Soul should not have weakened to this extent!"

Diakum's serious and worried voice, as he was being helped up, interrupted Aegwynn's reflections.

The joy and relaxation in the vigilant man's eyes faded, replaced by deep contemplation. He said:
"When I came into contact with her, I sensed her weakness and the inner workings of the entire world's stars. It wasn't just arcane magic that was oppressing her, nor was it just the void that was corrupting her. In the ancient war ten thousand years ago, death also took the opportunity to deliver a vicious blow to her!"

But not bad.

We still have time to help her, just as she helped Lord Argus.”

(End of this chapter)