Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 28 28. Demons don't feel pain (×) The Hand of Argus believes it's best for demons not to feel pain (√)
The demon arrived faster than expected.

Of course, in addition to the destructive fanaticism that they are born with, this kind of thing also requires the assistance of local "guides".

The aftermath of the Awakener Cult caused by Thal'kiel has not yet ended, and the large-scale review of arcanists in the Mac'Aree region has just begun, and the arcanists on the Krokuun side have received the news and scattered.

Those hiding Manari obviously received orders from their evil master, so on the second day after the mighty Brigadier General Dick killed the Corruptor Doghead, a demon army was summoned near the Petrified Forest.

This piecemeal summoning certainly cannot create a world-destroying demon army, but this is the classic tactic of the Burning Legion.

The first group of spellcasting proficient individuals such as the Destroyer Witches and Soul Judges who arrived immediately acted as "Gateway Jinchūriki". After their number reached a certain limit, the speed at which the demons entered Krokuun suddenly increased.

When the shamans under Governor Hatton realized the problem through the elements' reminders, the number of lower-level demons gathered in the petrified forest had reached nearly a thousand.

Upon receiving the news, Dick immediately dropped his chisel and picked up the war hammer. He took Captain Naili, the twins, Jaid and the elite Tabu sheep cavalry captains to conduct a close reconnaissance.

"Most of them are lower-level demons like Felguards and Fel Hounds, as well as imps that are not worthy of mention. The captains of the charge are the Wrath Guard and Mo'arg Fel Brutes, who are promoted from Felguards. The frontline commanders above them are the Doomguard of Ereduin.

The only magic power is a few succubi and beholders led by the Shivalla Destroyer.

There are no fel pools here, so they can't summon strategic higher-level demons like the Ghost Mother. Apart from that, I only saw a Fel Lord as the commander-in-chief.

Hmm, classic Burning Legion cannon fodder vanguard configuration."

On the high ground of the petrified forest, with the help of the Eagle Eyes technique released by the high-level ranger, Dick's eyes quickly swept across the valley in front of him that was covered by fel energy.

He listed every type of demon he had seen, and also gave some "scientific knowledge" to Jaid and the cavalry captains who were fighting demons for the first time.

Faced with the demons that were still pouring out of several portals, the Brigadier General was not panicked. On the contrary, he felt relieved after seeing the configuration of this "army".

"With no Nathrezim, no Annihilan, and not even a few Man'ari Warlocks or Greater Demons, this is clearly not a difficult Pathfinder force to deal with.

We must deal with them quickly! Currently, this summoning area has not yet formed a demon forging camp, and the concentration of fel energy is not high enough for the higher demons to get through. But if we act a few hours later, I'm afraid things will get complicated."

"Dick! Our soldiers haven't received 'warlock training' like you have in the Awakener Cult. They know nothing about demons. Even the lowest-level hellhounds and demon guards can scare them when they have a numerical advantage."

Captain Naili, carrying her hunting rifle, shook her head with the caution expected of an Assassin's Court commander and said:
"To be on the safe side, let's wait for reinforcements from Nasrax Castle. There are only 500 Talbuk cavalry and less than 200 garrison officers defending the Petrified Forest. Even if we include the shamans polishing the holy stone, our numbers are still outnumbered by these destroyers before us."

"Not knowing the enemy is not a problem; we will know everything after fighting."

Dick obviously had his own ideas.

他 说:

"Use these low-level demons to train our warriors and teach them that demons are not invincible. The enemy's spellcasting power is almost non-existent right now, but if we continue to summon them, our soldiers will have to charge into the fiery storm.

I will be the commander, and you will follow my orders!

Jaid, your Talbuk Sheep Cavalry has an excellent speed advantage. After I lead the garrison officers into the battlefield, you must attack from the flanks near those demon portals, use bombs made of Arkonite crystals to blow them up, and then sweep away their spellcasters as quickly as possible.

The Gemini and Shaman will perform spell suppression.

The spell suppression cannot stop from the moment we enter the battlefield to the end of the battle!
Naili, you led the hunters and assassins of the Assassin Court to snipe the demon commander in the chaos.

Listen, warriors!

The Holy Light enlightened me and told me that the Burning Legion was just in its infancy. The various demon races from the Twisting Nether were only forcibly combined together by worshipping and obeying Sargeras. They did not have enough war experience and lacked even the most basic racial coordination. They also lacked the dispatch and command of intelligent demons. It was no problem to call them a 'mob'.

They are not as powerful as they appear.

As long as our courage is strong enough, these demons will never be our opponents!

If the warriors are truly afraid, then tell them that demons don't feel pain and aren't afraid, so they must unleash their greatest destructive power the moment they engage in battle, striving to defeat the enemy with one strike. This will make subsequent battles much smoother!"

Dick assigned clear tasks to the people around him. Captain Nairi was still a little hesitant, but Dick had the highest military rank and was the "Commander of the Foundry Camp" appointed by Commander Kil'jaeden himself. In theory, he did have the power to command the troops.

And as he himself said, he, who had "studied" in the Awakener Cult, knew the most about demons in all of Krokuun.

There was nothing wrong with him commanding the raid.

"Call your respective warriors."

Dick put the helmet of the Lightforge Battle Armor on his head and said to the twins:
"You guys teleport back to the camp and distribute the prepared Heart of Argus to our warriors. This isn't just a battle to expel demons, but also a test to see if the Heart of Argus is as magical as we imagined.

The two Archons see this artifact as the last resort in Argus's desperate resistance, and we cannot let our people and warriors down."

"Yes!"

The twins answered simultaneously, then left through the portal with the others.

"Is what you just said true?"

Nellie asked quietly, and Dick looked back at her in surprise and said:
"Which sentence?"

"The line 'Demons don't feel pain'."

Nari wagged her tail and complained:

"I've dealt with demons in Oronar before. They screamed when they were hacked to pieces, and begged for mercy when they were dying. They're just a little more brutal, not as scary as you describe. Aren't you worried about scaring the soldiers?"

"If we describe it more powerfully now, the soldiers will have more confidence after they win this battle."

Dick waved his hands and said:

"As for whether demons feel pain, well, considering the current situation and my resolve, I think it's best if they don't."

Half an hour later, all the soldiers in the foundry camp arrived at the outskirts of the petrified forest under the leadership of their respective commanders.

The five young warriors led two hundred garrisons, and they were obviously lacking in confidence, because any one of these local Krokuun garrisons was older than them and had more combat experience.

After all, the five of them were just new recruits who had not yet graduated. They were just lucky enough to have "brushed" the achievement of "Holy Light Warrior" with the help of two senior veterans, Dick and Malderan.

"You've all fought demons, kids."

Dick saw the guilty conscience of the five little strong men and encouraged them:

"When dealing with these destroyers, you are the warriors' seniors. Remember your previous experiences and lessons, and do the right thing at the right time. If you don't know what to do, just follow me!"

He took a deep breath, picked up the purple gem hammer, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to gesture to the arcanists and shamans on higher ground.

The twins saw it and immediately began to cast a spell.

The two of them were appointed as temporary commanders of the spellcasters, so they naturally had to set an example.

With the help of telepathy, the two instantly entered a 500% synchronization rate. Saloras summoned a flamestorm and Oreseth created a blizzard. Under the control of the two talented spellcasters, the classic "Ice and Fire" was accurately and simultaneously applied to the entrance of the summoning area below.

The demon guards and hellhounds patrolling there only had time to roar before they screamed in agony under the blows of fire and ice.

Shamans also call upon elemental powers.

They did not cast spells individually, but worked in groups of three, using the elemental blessings attached to the Heart of Argus artifact to continuously cast earthquake spells throughout the summoning area. The shaman apprentices could not control this high-intensity elemental reaction, but they could continuously summon the elements of wind, fire, water, and earth to make up for their own numerical disadvantage.

Dick, on his side, rushed out of the position as soon as he noticed the first blizzard falling from the sky.

The terrain of the petrified forest is not suitable for the garrison officers' thunder elephant vehicles, so they are now carrying out the charge as infantry.

But with the advantage of terrain, to use a vulgar old saying, "attack the high and the low, and attack the stupid", Dick led the strongest garrison officers to launch a charge. After rushing through a distance of nearly 100 meters, a whole row of charged crystal-cast javelins were thrown forward under Dick's roaring command.

Those demon guards who rushed out of the torture of fire and ice were knocked down in a row at the first encounter, but the garrison officers still did not stop charging. In the closer contact, they drew the throwing axes and hammers at their waists.

Hey, who said warriors don’t have long-range attack methods?

These things have great destructive power when thrown at medium distance with huge force. If you are lucky, you can blow the demon guard's head off. If you are unlucky, you can also make the hellhound howl.

These lower-level demons are originally positioned as cannon fodder in large numbers. They can only rely on brute force and fel blessings to bully the weaker human races. However, in front of the well-trained Eredar, each of whom has strength comparable to that of an angry Tauren, these cannon fodders will not get any good results at all.

"Assault tactics!"

Dick stood with his war hammer raised high and shouted at the top of his lungs, and the five warriors following behind him immediately adjusted their formation.

The unsportsmanlike Brigadier General broke his wings as he rushed through the area burning with flames. With the shining runes on his wings, he spread out and accelerated, and swung his war hammer towards the Skywrath Guard who was the team leader in front of him.

That is the "upgraded version" of the Demon Guard, an enhanced version that can only be evolved through long-term fighting among thousands of Demon Guards.

The latter's magic steel armor inlaid with blades looked even more ferocious. He was about to rush forward for close combat with two magic steel axes in his hands, but just as he started, he was pierced through the left leg by a spear thrown by Faria. He staggered and gave Dick a "good start" in an enthusiastic way of "catching the hammer in the face".

"Death!"

The roar was like a war drum, and holy light burst out at this moment.

Dick, who was putting all his strength into it, only felt that his war hammer hit a "wall of flesh and blood", but there was only a momentary delay and insignificant "recoil", and then the war hammer was swung out along the trajectory of the bombardment.

As the other garrison officers looked on in horror, the red demon, two heads taller than Brigadier General Dick, looked like an unlucky guy hit by a thunder elephant!
It was knocked flying from the ground, and in the burning of the holy light, it turned into a human-shaped golden torch, flew out in a high parabola, and after flying ten meters, it slammed heavily into a group of demon guards.

It must hurt, but don't worry about the hapless demon.

It's not just because that guy most likely returned to the Twisting Void the moment he "took off", but also because according to Brigadier General Diakum, demons have no sense of pain!
but.
Is this really the power that the Eredar should have?

The battlefield was silent for a second.

Both the garrison commander and the demons fell into a strange silence. Faria reacted quickly. She grabbed her spear and raised it high, roaring:
"We will win! Charge!"

"Ow!"

She was answered by the wild roars of the garrison officers.

The Krokuun people are naturally generous, and after seeing their commander's "invincible posture" with their own eyes, it was like a collective "morale MAX" state was imposed, making them no longer afraid of these hideous creatures wrapped in the stench of sulfur.

Since they will die if hit by the hammer, and since they will retreat in fear, what else is there to say?

Just do it!

"Ow Oo"

As Dick, who had completed the instant kill, was adjusting his breath on the battlefield, the fanatical garrisons, shouting the name of Holy Light, passed him and collided with the demon guards rushing towards them.

It was like a head-on collision between two torrents of green and blue, sending more than a dozen demon guards flying in the blink of an eye. This was the Eredar's unique "horn charge" method.

The Jedney training they received since childhood taught them how to coordinate their hooves, shoulders and even torsos at the moment of collision to create a burst of power to produce a "crushing collision" effect, just like an angry Talbuk hitting a rock with its rock-hard horns. The burst of power from the instantaneous collision can even kill a ferocious hellhound.

Dick didn't rush forward to help.

He touched his gauntlet and found that the Heart of Argus ring on his left little finger was hot.

The destructive power of that shocking "baseball bat attack" just now exceeded his own strength. It was obvious that it was the Argus Star Soul Baby who was exerting his strength in secret.

The blessing of the world's power is being exerted, and every Eredar who dares to take up arms and fight demons will enjoy this gradually accumulated glory.

Not only Dick, but the five strong men who were the vanguards of the charge also clearly felt that their strength was increasing abnormally.

With one charge, Faria pierced through a demon guard and two hellhounds. She was frightened by the terrifying destructive power. Telamon next to her had already started the "windmill spinning" mode among the demons with a greatsword in hand. Even Imira felt that the destructive power of her holy fire was at least 30% higher than usual.

Or maybe it was the priest who knew how to bewitch people. After realizing that the Heart of Argus was really effective, this guy's eyes rolled, and he raised the holy staff high, casting the dazzling holy light of healing on the surrounding garrisons.

She shouted at the top of her voice:
"The World Soul is watching us! Argus is with us! For our world and our people, warriors of the Hand of Argus! Forward!"

Like adding fuel to the fire
The positions formed by the Demon Guards, who were already having a hard time resisting, were broken through head-on by the even more fanatical garrisons in just a few seconds. And how could such a battlefield that displayed courage be without the holy light of "idealism" to join in the fun?

The garrisons clearly felt that their holy light was also singing praises, like an animated force coordinating their advance.

Every time those weapons wrapped in the holy light were swung, it was more like a burning torch, and the golden light spots fell on the cannon fodder such as the imps and hellhounds, burning them and making them howl.

The Fel Lord, the commander of the summoning area, has realized that something is wrong!
But although it has endless muscle strength, it is difficult to get the blessing of wisdom at this moment. After all, muscles are really too inefficient when used for thinking. It can only give up thinking and let its muscles roar as it leads its elite guards into the battlefield, trying to use its brute force to reverse the already precarious situation.

The problem is that you are a commander, and Brigadier General Dick is also a commander.

Don’t you understand the rules of soldiers against soldiers and generals against generals?
Just as the Fel Lord knocked over a garrison officer with his magic steel battle axe and was about to behead him, the whistling war hammer hit his weapon like a lightning meteor. The huge collision brought up sparks of holy light, which were manipulated by Dick and turned into a heavy power shield, which was applied to the injured garrison officer.

When the latter struggled to stand up, she felt a hot hand supporting her shoulder.

She looked back and saw Brigadier General Dick smiling at her in the embrace of holy light.

"Well done, soldier!"

He cast a ball of recovery magic and said in a deep voice:

"Can we continue to fight?"

"In the name of the Holy Light, General!"

The female garrison officer excitedly picked up the broken sword and shield.

Dick nodded, picked up the torch-like hammer on the ground, moved his shoulders, and waved to the Fel Lord in front of him as the radiant runes around him rotated.

Full of provocation.

"what!"

The mental state of the demons is already worrying. Killing and being killed is the path of their legion. How can they withstand such stimulation?

It roared and rushed forward dragging its battle axe, and Dick also faced it head-on with his feet in a scorching and dedicated "Best Actor" posture.

The two men's heavy weapons kept swinging and colliding, just like two of the best blacksmiths trying to forge each other into peerless swords in the furnace of evil fire and holy light. Ten seconds later, the torch-like hammer knocked away the magic steel battle axe, and the two consecutive blows of the Holy Storm and the Judgment of Ashes knocked the Fel Lord to his knees.

It turns out that Dick's "Eredar Celestial Steel Embryo" is of significantly better quality.

"Next time, let your 'Supreme Lord' Zakuun come in person!"

Dick deliberately called up the language library of the character card and spoke in a strange "demon language" that sounded like a tape played in reverse to the hideous and dying Fel Lord in front of him:

"Your combat purity is too low. It is completely incapable of satisfying us Eredar."

"???"

The Fel Lord couldn't comprehend the strangeness of this eredar general, shrouded in holy light. Why could he even speak Demonic? This was something that theoretically couldn't be pronounced with the eredar's vocal cords!

And how do you know that Lord Zakuun just defeated the previous Supreme Lord and became the king of their tribe?
Is the Eredar's intelligence system so terrifying?
Have the spies been planted inside the legion?
But its questions were destined to remain unanswered, as the next powerful Ash Judgment burned and ignited half of its body.

The death of the Fel Lord brought an incomparable mental shock to the lower-level demons on the battlefield, especially when the hideous head that was smashed and set on fire was pierced by Diakum's spear and stuck in the center of the battlefield, the fel imps screamed and ran away.

The demon guards were still resisting, but they had obviously lost confidence.

Demons are not afraid of death. They are born in the Twisting Nether and will not truly die in the material world. If their bodies are defeated, they will simply return to the Twisting Nether and wait for rebirth.

But today's humiliating defeat will definitely become the biggest joke of the Twisting Nether in recent times.

Dick picked up his warhammer and turned around. On the other side of the battlefield, the Talbuk sheep cavalry led by Jaid swept across the battlefield where the portal was located like a storm of dancing swords. The Shivalla and their succubus sisters were killed and cried for their parents.

Those traitorous Manari warlocks were in despair.

They witnessed with their own eyes the demon they worshipped being slaughtered like pigs by the garrison led by Dick, which almost completely broke their mental defenses.

If I had known that the devil was such a loser, would I have been crazy enough to worship you?

"They're routed, Dick!"

Nari, holding a Destroyer Demon's head, rushed over from a distance and shouted:
"we won!"

"Winning? It's just an appetizer."

Dick waved his hand and said:

"Tell the warriors to continue fighting and not let a single demon go! Have the priests and shamans prepare to cleanse the land of the remaining fel energy after the battle.

Nellie!

Go to Nathrax Castle yourself.

I need Governor Hatton to send more warriors to the Petrified Forest. The demons will not give up because of this defeat. This will only arouse their desire for destruction and fighting. Next, we will face an even more terrifying invasion.

but.
How does it feel?

He stroked his gauntlet and said to Nari, who was wearing the Heart of Argus pendant:
"Do you feel it? His presence, His gaze, His strengthening and encouragement."

"Ah."

Nari also held the pendant on her chest and said:

"My bullets are more accurate, my sword is more deadly, even my speed has become faster and more swift, and even my eyes are sharper.

We do not fail Him, and He will not fail us.

You're right, Dick.

We can win!

"Keep feeling this power, Nellie, and learn to control it quickly."

Dick showed a mysterious smile and said in a subtle tone:

"This is not yet a manifestation of the power of the World Soul. I now hope that the Burning Legion will send a powerful 'Great Demon' to try to destroy us. We will use the blessing of the World Soul to put on a real 'good show' for him!
I told you, we'll use the Heart of Argus to send the Burning Legion blasting into space.
I’m not kidding.”

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"Devil Star" Marton.

This was once the starry sea cage built by the Pantheon to imprison those "undead demons".

It is located in a special star field and is independent of the material universe. After Sargeras embraced the evil energy and became the Dark Titan, this cage became the first base camp when the Burning Legion was first established.

What is very blackly humorous is that at least 80% of the vicious demons once imprisoned here were "evil servants of the star sea" captured by the uncorrupted Sargeras himself.

The current great demon who commands the Demon Star Mardum is the Doom Overlord Kazzak, who is the supreme lord of all Doomguards. The Doomguards were formerly servants of the Titans and jailers of Mardum's cage. Their scientific name is "Ereduin", and after their group degeneration, they are naturally upper demons.

Kazzak had served Sargeras for countless years before his fall.

This identity of "the emperor's close minister" makes Kazak both honored and terrified. He knows that he must do his utmost to complete every mission given by the great master in order to be worthy of the evil blessing bestowed by the master himself.

And now, Kazzak's first task is to command the demon army to complete the occupation of the world of Argus.

Although the Dark Titan appeared in person to warn Velen and Kil'jaeden of the end of the world, if they really wait until the Dark Titan himself goes out to conquer the world, wouldn't it seem that these servants are useless?

Therefore, one can imagine Kazzak's anger after learning that the first demon servants who landed on Argus suffered a crushing defeat.

"enough!"

The fel demigod or great fel demon who had almost set foot on Argus at the call of Thal'kiel was roaring on his throne.

It roared:
"The Master is watching us! And you dare bring back a defeat? Reclaim those worthless souls from the fel vortex! Throw them to the Redmaw for blood. Weak flesh and souls are only fit to be fed to the dogs, and the warriors of the Legion will see for themselves that this is the fate of failure!"

"But the noble Kazzak, the Eredar are not as weak as we thought."

A Nathrezim Dreadlord with beautiful emerald wings stepped forward and spoke:
"It's pointless to use this kind of small-scale infiltration now. We must send out our full force! My servants are already lurking all over the world of Argus, ready to open enough portals for your legion at any time, but one of my servants also brought back important news.

The Eredar forged their mystical art in the land known as Krokuun.

It must be ridiculous that their secret weapon was used to resist the Dark Titan's conquest. I feel you deserve the honor of personally destroying the Eredar's last hope in the name of your great master."

"Well, Tichondrius, you really know how to talk."

Kazak nodded in satisfaction.

It felt that the Nathrezim leader had truly spoken to its heart, so after a brief moment of shocking thought using its powerful muscles, the Doomsday Overlord waved its claws and said:
"Then I will leave the invasion of other areas to you. I will personally go to Krokuun! I will personally convey the Supreme Lord's decree of destruction to the Eredar!"

"of course."

The pale and cunning Dreadlord laughed and said in a subtle tone:
"Happy conquest, then, my Lord."

(End of this chapter)