Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 277, Section 34: The Lightforgers' Plan to Save the World
"What? What do you mean by 'onboarding benefits'? Free plastic surgery? Who told you that?"

Diakum was completely bewildered when Tyreggosa came to him demanding "free plastic surgery." He didn't remember offering such a "perk."

But then, seeing Onyxia dash into the desert in a whirlwind and disappear in an instant, the Vigilant immediately understood.

Oh dear, the cunning "Lightforged Black Dragon" has dug a hole for herself. It's probably a small revenge on her current boss for "kidnapping" her into the "Holy Light Park." Of course, it's also possible that the Black Dragon Princess noticed Teregosa's confusion and dejection, so she plans to give her some "dragon life advice" as a "former dragon." Just kidding.

Onyxia's terrible personality is such a bad situation that even the Void can't change it!

Others become fervent and enthusiastic after being forged in the Light, but this black dragon, apart from not outwardly acting maliciously, remains unchanged in her cunning and wickedness. Perhaps it will take some time for the Holy Light's restraints to take effect on her.

However, since Teregosa has come, it's not appropriate to simply send her away.

"But why?"

The vigilant looked at her and said:
“The Star Soul Lord doesn’t care about your dragon appearance, which means He doesn’t judge his children’s abilities by their appearance. You have also been blessed by the Star Soul to become the true ‘magic guardian’ of this world. This means you have chosen your own path, so why must you abandon the appearance of a guardian dragon?”

The Blue Dragon is considered by mortals to be the most beautiful of all the guardian dragons.

"I cannot appear before my people in this form."

Tyreggosa, looking rather sullen, kicked a nearby boulder, shattering it in frustration, and said:

"I will work with Mylinsera and Rheastha to secretly search for evidence that the Titans maliciously imprisoned the Star Soul Lord and attempted to reshape the world, but until we have the answer, rashly contacting the Guardian Dragons will only cause unnecessary threats, and I am far less determined and willing to risk everything than Chromie."

I'm just a young blue dragon; I don't have enough life experience to make a judgment in this situation.

Emotionally speaking, I should trust my people and the mission that was repeatedly emphasized to me from birth.

But my reason tells me that the Star Soul Lord and your warning are correct. The Titans are not as perfect as the dragons imagine. In fact, they may be quite cruel.

I feel that in this situation, a different appearance would make it easier for me to move around. Furthermore, the power granted to me by the World Star Soul is completely different from my original manipulation of the magic network, and I do indeed need a new physical structure to use it more perfectly.

At this point, the blue dragon girl raised her head and looked intently at Diakum.

She asked curiously:
"Onyxia told me that I'd be fine after a good night's sleep, and that it wouldn't hurt at all, right?"

“Your situation is much better than hers. You haven’t been corrupted by the Void, which means I only need to use the Curse of Flesh to fine-tune your skeleton and muscle tissue, and incidentally modify your appearance.”

The vigilant nodded and said:

"It won't even take thirty minutes, so come on."

Dick raised his hand, letting the holy light conjure templates of different "Ancient Dragon" creatures in it. Like a salesman, he smiled and said to the blue dragon:

Choose a look to start your new life.

"I want this!"

A few seconds later, Teregosa pointed at one of them and screamed:

"This is so cool, I love it! This thing is way cooler than our blue giant lizard. If the Titans had been more careful when they were designing our appearance, I wouldn't be so conflicted."

Little Star also said that she doesn't like our dragon form.

She didn't find it elegant at all, and I guess she would actually prefer this elegant yet aloof 'Frost Queen' demeanor.

"Ice Dragon, huh? It's really suitable for you blue dragons, and you're all top-notch ice manipulators. You have good taste, girl. This time it's free, but if you want to do 'transformation' again, it'll cost extra!"
The Void granted me the mighty power of the Devourer of All Realms, not so I could be your stylist, Tony.

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After the audience with the Star Soul came to an end, in the meditation room of the Exodar ship, Diakum waited for the Lord of Argus to awaken while using the Curse of Flesh to carry out a very "evil" "modification" on the Qiraji royal insect eggs in front of him.

Now that he had decided to use this creature as the Void symbol of the Shadow Chaser cult, Diakum finally had the opportunity to personally create the "Zerg" from his memories through the Curse of Flesh.

Considering that the Shadow Chasers might each have a Shadowforged Bug as a vehicle or combat minion in the future, Dick cannot simply reshape the appearance of these Qiraji.

He needed to go deeper, to intervene in the insects' reproduction with the Blood Curse, and to reshape a reproductive system for their species.

This involves advanced applications of the Blood Curse.

"You are not yet able to complete the entire reproductive system of the Qiraji in one go. Even the Old Gods would need a long time to think and guide the construction of a civilization."

Shadow Words swirled within Diakum's Void Cloak, suggesting:
"If it is only intended for use as a 'contract servant' by the followers of the Shadow Chaser, then in our opinion, the 'Jumper One' you created earlier would be quite suitable."

Those combat-specialized insects are more ferocious than the Qiraji insects. When combined with the combat coordination of the Shadowwalker warlocks, they can definitely achieve a 1+1>2 effect. Moreover, you don't need to be so strict with your followers that you can only summon one.

The swarm tactic is a unique characteristic of insectoid creatures and should not be missed.

"I do have a complete evolutionary tree of the swarm in my mind."

As the vigilant pieced together the "void figurine," he said:

"These are all systematic pieces of knowledge that don't require much thought or modification from me. The only problem is how to ensure they don't get out of control. You have to understand, Shadow Words, this swarm is different from the Qiraji. They even have Leviathan flying insect motherships that can sail through the stars. Once they get out of control in a certain world, it will only take a short time to trigger a biological catastrophe in an entire star field or even a star sector."

"Too easy, Your Excellency Devourer of All Realms."

The Shadow Words let out a cackling laugh, saying:

"Simply brand them with your soul."

"But do they, with their unique 'swarm will,' truly possess souls? Would C'Thun really leave such a fatal flaw in the servants he created?"

"Ah this."

The Shadow Words fell silent.

Indeed, it oversimplifies the problem.

When C'Thun created the Qiraji, he most likely didn't give these insects complete souls, so the infallible and crude Soul Imprint was useless.

But then, Shadow Words came up with another terrible idea.

It suggests that:

"If you're worried about biological catastrophes in the material world, why not just raise these insects in the void or even the Sea of ​​No Light? There are plenty of demons and monsters there, so what if the swarm has a flying insect mothership?"
The extravagant creations of those Void Lords are far more dangerous than your insects.

That is the realm of the void. Ordinary life forms must have their own master to survive and reproduce there. Once separated from their master, they will instantly become food for other predators.

If you can't control them perfectly, then just let them attach themselves!

"If you can become a lesser god in the Sea of ​​Light, how could a mere swarm of insects possibly rebel?"

Diakum remained silent.

He still thought it was a bad idea. Shadow Words clearly didn't understand the concept of "exponential reproduction," and it had never actually fought against a "real swarm."

It's just killing gods; the insect swarms in my memory have done it before.

After a few minutes of thought, the vigilant asked:

“You once said that you are a projection of original sin born from the sea of ​​darkness, and that you need to depend on me. Once I become a lesser god, I will be able to give you power so that you can truly obtain what you desire.”

"Yes, we are merely shadows of intelligent individuals in the sea of ​​chaos."

Shadow Word sighed and said:
"We know everything, yet we are utterly weak."

"Would you like to experience what it feels like to have power beforehand?"

While continuing to refine his Shadowforged Worm, the Void Herald Diakum whispered enticingly:

"I think it's better for the swarm that I created to be more independent than vassal and control. Just as C'Thun chose the Twin Emperors to lead the Qiraji Empire, I also need to choose a leader for the swarm, to create a 'master' for them, and to proclaim a 'god' for them."

I have so much to do, Shadow Word.

I really don't have that much energy to oversee the Shadowchaser swarm's reproduction and expansion in the Sea of ​​No Light.

They are living beings who should learn to face storms; they just lack a leader.

you.
Would you like to become my 'insect shepherd'?

Are you willing to become their master and their 'god'?

Are you willing to lead them to carve out a new path in the sea of ​​darkness?
Why do you submit to me, begging for my mercy to grant you power? Shouldn't the achievement of becoming king be accomplished by one's own hands to feel a greater sense of accomplishment?

"But we are merely your projections; we cannot even be considered independent lives."

The Shadow Word even stammered a little, whispering:
“From the day we were born, we were destined to follow our own nature, to bewitch you, and to lure you into the sea of ​​darkness. This is our mission.” “Your mission is complete. I am now the Devourer of All Realms. Your task has been completed perfectly.”

Diakum encouraged him gently:
"Instead of hiding in my shadow and being a chatterbox for amusement, perhaps you should have some greater aspirations."

I placed you inside this insect egg and sent you to hatch in the Sea of ​​No Light. You will then command these Shadowchaser swarms, which I have modified, to establish a hive base, and subsequently expand it throughout the Void Realm according to your will.

You are responsible for making the plans! You are responsible for executing the strategies! You are responsible for the results!

I will only give you the help you need, not demanding missions or your 'task' which is simply to survive as long as possible in that hellhole with your swarm of insects, and when the Shadowwalker warlocks need 'contract beasts,' to select suitable servants for them and hunt for everything you need in the material world.

You are my fallen shadow, our interests are aligned, you have no reason and no need to consider any dangerous matters, my becoming a lesser god of the void is beneficial and harmless to you.

We will become collaborators, not the dependent ones we are in now.

After you hatch into a physical form, I can even select you as my Void Chosen, so that you can use my power to fight and survive in the Sea of ​​No Light.

The Shadow Words fell silent.

Nearly ten seconds later, it said, somewhat unsure of itself:
"Do you, my esteemed sir, truly believe I am capable? Do I truly possess the ability to lead a civilization to expand its territory in the perilous, lightless sea?"

"Maybe there is, maybe there isn't."

Diakum looked at the insect egg he held in his palm with an admiring gaze. The sculpting by the Curse of Flesh made it translucent, making it look like a work of art.

He spoke in the gentle tone befitting a pioneer of the void:

"But you have to try to see how far your potential and talent can take you. Think positively, even if you fail, you'll just be back in my shadow, and there's no unbearable loss."

so.
Want to give it a try?

This rhetorical question seemed to ignite some ambition within Shadowword.

It swirled around the insect egg in Dick's hand like a dark wind, and amidst the increasingly sharp whistling sound of the wind, it said:
"Let's give it a try!"

Anyway, we've had enough of having to fawn over you at all times. It's mainly because your moral standards are too high; you don't indulge in low-level interests at all, making our sweet talk useless.

You are a moral saint, and even when you are alone with Nelly you are very gentlemanly.

For those of us who are born evil, your life is too boring. You only went into darkness to better protect the light. You can't really fall into depravity, which makes all our skills useless.

Let us then give it a try and see if we can support the great cause of establishing the Shadow Chaser faction.

Good news will surely come to you from the void winds of the Sea of ​​No Light.

"Your Excellency, the Dark Archon."

"Well then, good luck, Master."

Diakum watched as Shadow Words merged into the insect egg like a dark wind, as if an object had gained a soul.

He gripped the Twilight Hammer and made a gentle slash beside him, opening a rift to the Sea of ​​No Light. He then tossed the insect eggs in his hand into the sea, along with the Qiraji royal insect eggs.

To be honest, he didn't know if Shadow Word could carve out a niche for himself with the Shadow Chaser swarm in the remote corners of the Sea of ​​No Light.

But as he said, it was just an experiment.

There's no real loss if we fail; at worst, we can just choose a new Void creature as the symbol of the Shadowchaser faction.

Just minutes after Diakum finished, Irelia rushed in and reported to her mentor and lord:
"My Lord, Lady Aegwynn is back, but she says she may soon be setting off to confirm the locations of Titan facilities around the world. She has something to tell you before she departs."

Has she changed at all?

Diakum got up, dispelling the cold entropy energy from his body, and then, in his Holy Spirit form, showered himself with holy light, before casually asking a question.

"It seems like nothing has changed from before, but it also seems like something has changed."

Irelia scratched her head, unsure how to describe it, and as she followed Diakum toward the ship's living room, she said:

“I feel like Lady Aegwynn could defeat me without magic right now, but that might be an illusion. After all, it’s unlikely that a human could defeat a battle-hardened Draenei warrior like me.”

"Uh, your feeling doesn't seem to be an illusion."

The moment Dick entered the drawing room and saw Aegwynn, he whispered:
"Trust your instincts from now on, Irelia. That thing might just save your life."

This is not a joke.

This is because, in Diakum's true vision, Aegwynn had indeed changed into a different form, a form that even made a half-giant like him feel "pressure".

"Hello, Lady Sea Witch."

After Yrel left, Diakum leaned forward and greeted his friend in an exaggerated tone, only to be glared at by Aegwynn.

She used Disguise to maintain her original human form, the golden Heart of Azeroth hanging around her neck shining brightly, representing her identity.

"I'll keep my story short."

Aegwynn spoke.

The sound, like the clanging of steel, erupted like thunder, sounding very majestic and powerful, much like those tough women who could stand on their fists. She realized that something was wrong, so she used magic to change her voice back to her previous mature and elegant tone.

She coughed a few times, regaining her composure, and said softly:

"The Star Soul Lord instructed me to confirm the distribution of Titan's Unified Field of All Things around the world, so I need to travel the world alone, but don't worry, it won't take too long."

Before I leave, I must remind you that the Star Soul Lord said there is a unique device hidden in the Unified Field of All Things. It is a 'safety device' left by the Titans. It is the final safety device that can only be activated when the Star Soul is confirmed to be corrupted by the Void to an irreversible state. It can use the surging Titan power to 'format' the entire world in an instant.

The Star Soul Lord said that the device could kill Him, of course, it would kill His will.

He also said that the device had been triggered once before, and this ancient yellow sand was the 'masterpiece' of that eruption.

He instructed me that I must not trigger that device before the others are damaged.
Ok?
What’s wrong with you?"

Aegwynn watched in astonishment as Diakum jumped up as if struck by lightning. She had known Diakum for so long and had never seen this usually composed half-giant lose his composure like this.

Diakum did not answer Aegwynn's question.

He strode to the window of the reception room, activated the observation window mode of the Exodar starship, and continuously expanded and stretched it until he could finally see the special area in the middle of the Silithus Desert and the Tanaris Desert.

“There it is! The ‘Forge of Origin’ that Azeroth spoke of! The noose that could kill Him, but it’s what I’ve been searching for all along.”

The vigilant man stared intently in that direction and said:
"Hidden deep within the Titan facility of Uldum, it contains the divine power of order personally infused by the Pantheon. Once activated by special code, it can format the entire world in a short time, resetting all matter, including the Star Soul, to a pure, original state."

That was the pinnacle of Titan technology in the Pantheon, the last insurance policy of the Force of Order to save what was important.

That is the 'solution to save the world' that we Eredars have been searching for.

Yes, that's it!

I almost missed it; fate had deliberately hidden it, but I found it nonetheless. That terrifying power that could kill Azeroth could also be used to save a broken and corrupt homeland!

Diakum felt a great sense of relief at that moment. His eyes shone brightly, and even the arc of light around him shone. The little golden cherubs sensed his joy and surrounded the Holy Spirit, singing a triumphant song.

To the accompaniment of this majestic background music, the Vigilant turned to Aegwynn and said:

"We will do everything in our power to help the Lord of Azeroth escape his predicament, and I will do everything in my power to ensure that this world survives all the calamities. We only ask one thing of this world in return!"
Origin Forge!

We only need it.

Once placed in the polluted core of Argus, and activated only once, our world can return to its most beautiful and pure state.

Oh, Holy Light above!
I carried the heavy vow that suffocated me, I traversed the vast ocean of time, walked through the stars of disaster, and traversed the trials of light and shadow, finally…

At this moment, even the guards' eyes reddened, and they wept with joy.

He reached out and placed his hand on the glass of the observation window, looking at the Titan Forbidden Zone that was currently inaccessible.

He said in a hoarse voice:

“I have finally found it! Argus is saved! Our homeland, our lord, destiny, I have finally found the way to defeat you.”

Ps:

The new form of Teregosa, "Ice Drake," is as follows:
(End of this chapter)