Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 29: What does the devil's feeling of pain have to do with me, the Warrior of Light? (√)
It is naturally a great thing that the Doomsday Overlord is going to personally lead the expedition to Krokuun!
But a great demon of evil energy like it cannot enter the material world by simply opening a portal. The portal that can accommodate a demigod of the Force must be large enough, green enough, and powerful enough, such as the Well of Fel Energy that was completed through the sacrifice of the Enlightener and his servants in the Great Lecture Hall that night.

Such a high-level summoning ritual not only requires a large number of sacrifices, but also takes time to reach the required concentration of fel energy.

Even though the Doom Overlord is now eager to crush a few Eredar to publicize the power of the Legion, it can only sit on the demon throne of Mardum and listen to the eloquent dreadlords around it blowing "rainbow farts" to pass the time.

Unfortunately, during this period, bad news came one after another.

"What? The invasion led by the Dog King Hakkar has failed again?! Damn it! What an incompetent coward! Can't he even control his own dogs? Bring that idiot Hakkar up here! How can we complete the great Burning Crusade with such insects?

I will execute it myself!"

"Report to the Doom Overlord! The Dog King Hakkar was burned to ashes by the Holy Light by the Eredar Guard Brigadier General named 'Diachem Zastins'. He has pledged his loyalty to the Dark Titan and his soul has returned to the Twisting Nether."

"Tsk, that bastard got away with it. Go! Investigate again and report back!"

A few hours later, the same news came again.

"What? General Sakaar, the most skilled and skilled of the Fel Lords, also failed? The powerful Fel Lord Betugu is his lieutenant! He's a high-ranking demon who could fight me twice! How did they fail?"

Kazzak's angry roar resounded throughout the planet of Mardum.

Shivalla, who had escaped to report, had four of his six arms broken. He endured the pain and replied in a fearful tone:

"It's that strange Eredar general again! He led the Thunder Elephant Cavalry to raid our Demon Forge Camp. The moment the Fel Lords entered the battlefield, they were met with the cleansing impact of the Holy Light. The golden flames nearly burned to death every demon that saw it!
General Sakaar was smashed to pieces by the garrison commander named Diakum, and Lord Betugu's body was shattered by his holy light infusion! Its dying screams demoralized a legion of imps, causing the portal to collapse and leading to the failure of the invasion.

they
There's something wrong with them! Doomsday Overlord!

Those Eredar are growing in power so fast!
Yesterday they could only challenge the Demon Guards at most, but today even an ordinary garrison officer can fight against the Mo'arg Fel Savages head-on. Groups of Demon Guards formed positions and it was even difficult to stop their charge.

I have seen the madness on the battlefield with my own eyes!
Those eredar lunatics are fanatical and bloodthirsty!

Under Diakum's orders, they piled up the demon heads as a show of force. The cowardly imps and useless hellhounds were paralyzed by fear at the sight of them, and even refused to join the battlefield out of fear.

It’s so shameful.”

"Trash! They're all trash!"

Kazak slapped the armrest of the throne and cursed:
"You fools of the Twisting Nether are a disgrace to the Dark Titan! You have tarnished the glory of our great master. Get out! Call my powerful lieutenant, Kaz'roga! I've had enough of your weak wails!
The invincible Lord Ereduin will personally carry out the Dark Titan's decree of destruction!"

One day later.

Same scene, same roar.

"What do you mean Kaz'roga also failed?! What do you mean its head was hung as a trophy on the Eredar castle? I sent a full two thousand powerful Ereduin warriors as the vanguard!

What do you mean they are all dead?!

you!
Explain it to me clearly!"

This time, Kazak's roar contained not only anger but also a hint of shock.

It has always believed that other demon races are not worthy of serving the great master with these loyal doomguards. In terms of strength and spellcasting ability, the Ereduin designed and created by the Titans themselves are indeed much stronger than the misfits in the Burning Legion which is still in its "early stages of entrepreneurship".

The previous failures could be attributed to the incompetence of these weak demons, but now even the powerful Ereduin Legion themselves have suffered annihilation. This indeed proves what the previous demon spies said, that the Eredar of Argus are "unruly"!
Well, it’s a pity for those unlucky guys who were able to escape back to report the news. Because of their "cowardice and unwillingness to fight", they were all sucked out of their souls by Kazak and thrown into the dogs to be fed.

But there must be an explanation for so many consecutive failures. We can't just get away with it like this.

Kazak finally realized the seriousness of the problem with his unparalleled muscles.

It stood up from its demon throne and summoned its "brain trust" Tichondrius. Under its questioning, Tichondrius finally told the truth:

"Because those Eredar wore marvelous artifacts!"

The Dreadlord, skilled in intelligence gathering, was indeed a professional. He flexed his sharp claws and said to Kazzak:
"My servants hidden among the Eredar have already learned that those Eredar have found a way to communicate with their star souls and prayed for their blessings. Do you know the star soul?"

"Of course I know! I serve the Pantheon. Ahem, I mean, the Great Master bestowed upon me the wisdom of the galaxy!"

Kazzak glared at Tichondrius with his fel-burning bull eyes and shouted:
"No need to explain, just get to the point!"

"Well, your wisdom is as vast as the Twisting Nether."

The Lord of Fear flattered him and then explained:
"In short, the Eredar have now received the blessing of the Star Soul through the 'Heart of Argus' they wear, especially the Eredar on the Krokuun battlefield. Over the past few days, they have been engaged in almost endless and high-intensity battles with our warriors under the leadership of Diak'm Zastins.

They paid heavy casualties but defeated several legion invasions in succession, which earned them the praise of the World Soul.

According to the real information obtained by my servants in exchange for their loyal sacrifice, the ordinary garrison officers there have received a strength increase of at least five times compared to normal.

The enhancements of those spellcasters are even more terrifying!
It's currently impossible to determine if this level of Star Soul enhancement has a limit, but there's no doubt in our mind, great Doomsday Overlord, that we cannot allow Diak'um and his warriors to continue their victories. Their stories have spread throughout the Eredar cities of Argus, inspiring garrisons elsewhere and slowing the progress of our other invasions.

The damned Holy Light was also watching that planet, and their garrison officers were also strengthened by the Holy Light.

Most importantly, Diakum's Legion guards the sacred ground of the Petrified Forest!
If they are not defeated, the dangerous Heart of Argus artifact will continue to be crafted and sent to other Eredar legions, which means that their current enhancement will eventually be converted into group enhancement for other Eredar.

By then, the situation will probably be out of control.

We might even need the Great Master to personally conquer Argus. The powerful Doomsday Overlord, you don't want to see that happen, do you? "

"That would prove that we are nothing more than a bunch of little scoundrels who rely on the glory of our master to bully others!"

Kazak's not very useful brain was surprisingly clear about this kind of thing.

It made a decision immediately:

"Tichondrius, temporarily relax your invasion of other parts of Argus. Gather all your servants to Krokuun. Build the Fel Well and more Forge Camps as quickly as possible, and have the Mo'arg Demon Technicians forge more Fel Cannons.

I will personally lead the elite troops of Mardon to flatten that place!"

"As it should be, my lord!"

Tichondrius left respectfully, but Kazzak did not notice the disdain and sarcasm in the eyes of the dread lord.

Haha, the self-righteous fool should be taught a lesson by a tragic defeat so that he can know his true position. The Dark Titan has indeed formed a legion of destruction that can cross the planetary sea, but he lacks enough commanders to control this war machine.

Kazzak can only be a vanguard, and his talents are not enough to lead the Burning Legion to more victories.

Only it!
Only Tichondrius and the wise Nathrezim Dread Lords are qualified to be the drivers of this war machine. Ha, only when the incompetent trash is kicked off the throne can the true wise men rise to high positions.

"So, brave Brigadier General Diakum, I'm leaving this to you."

Tichondrius let out a treacherous laugh. It looked at the fel-contaminated nebulae surrounding Mardum and whispered:

"Teach Lord Doomsday Overlord Kazzak a lesson he will never forget. I really have high hopes for you."

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"The number of demon forge camps has increased by 30% in the past three days! Our scouts have no idea where these demon cubs came from. It's as if a large number of demon worshippers appeared in our world overnight."

In the military camp in the Petrified Forest, Captain Naili pounded her fist on the tactical map with a red dot in front of her.

She'd been fighting for a week straight and was going to be really cranky.

She cursed:
"The poison that the Enlightened Ones injected into Eredar civilization has caused endless harm. Just how many cultists of the Awakened Ones are there?

Just yesterday, that group of lunatics set fire to a small town in the Antoran Plains and sacrificed nearly a thousand people to summon an army of demons. Fortunately, the legion led by Commander Kil'jaeden himself took action in time to stabilize the situation.

Those traitors should be caught and strangled one by one!"

"Don't be so angry, Nellie. That's what the demons want you to think. They're deliberately trying to create division. Don't be fooled."

Dick, who was resting on a chair, closed his eyes and said:
"It's not necessarily the work of the Awakener cultists. We already knew that the Dreadlords were hiding among our people. Now that the Burning Legion has fully invaded, everyone around us could be one of them in disguise.

However, the holy light covers our military camp, and they cannot penetrate for a while.

How many of our soldiers have been lost?"

This was a heavy question that made Nari fall silent.

After a moment, she picked up the register of the dead and reported in a hoarse voice:

"In the last battle against the Doom Guard's sudden attack, we lost a third of our garrisons and half of Jaid's Talbuk cavalry. To stop the demonic attacks on the forge camp, over a dozen high-ranking shamans willingly merged with the elements to become powerful Ascendants. However, such a noble fusion is irreversible.

Although Governor Hatton has tried his best to recruit soldiers, in the current extremely brutal battlefield, the death rate of the inadequately trained recruits is frighteningly high, even if they have inherited the Heart of Argus from the fallen veterans and have been strengthened by the Star Soul.

I don't know about other battlefields, but in Krokuun, anyone who survives a battle can be called a veteran.

Although we have been winning under your leadership, if we win a few more battles like this, the entire Eredar in Krokuun will be wiped out.

There are only a few tribesmen here, and after sending the civilians away, we can hardly get any military support.

Dick, it's time to retreat."

"I know, but the forging of the Heart of Argus is not yet complete."

Dick flexed his fingers, feeling the energy of the Star Soul Blessing that had almost materialized within his body.

This direct enhancement from the star soul is like a "fuel" for all energy. It can make the holy light more active and hot, the arcane more obedient and powerful, and also allow the elemental power to be exerted beyond the limit.

Even for warriors who do not follow the path of energy but pursue the limits of physical strength, the strengthening of the World Soul is enough to allow their physical fitness to break through the limitations of their life level in a short period of time.

If the demons didn't have the Dark Titan to support them, Dick could really lead the garrison officers of the "Hand of Argus" to hold out here until they died.

"Commodore, the twins are here."

Fariya, the brigadier general's guard, walked into the camp and said in a hoarse voice, with a bandage around her neck:
"They brought good news."

"Come in."

Dick opened his eyes and stood up.

The weapon he used this time turned into a giant jewel sword, and the war hammer he used before had been "melted" in the multiple bursts of holy light.

Now the garrison officers are all saying that Brigadier General Dick is definitely the "Son of Holy Light" because in their eyes, Dick's Holy Light is more blazing, more impactful, more active and more obedient than that of others, just like Brigadier General Dick's innate talent.

But what talent is there?

This was all simply the experience Dick had accumulated through constant practice and combat. He simply used the time other garrisons spent praying to the Holy Light to hone his martial arts. His only advantage over the other elite garrisons was his knowledge of the optimal solution, summarized by millions of great lords, for "maximum DPS in a short period of time."

For example, Dick has now mastered the "Holy Seal Dance", a unique skill once reserved for the great lords. By constantly switching between holy seals with different effects, he can "stack buffs" on the demons.

Dick was not shy about his skills. As long as other garrison officers were willing to learn, he would teach them.

For example, the five strongest warriors have already mastered the unique skill of "opening wings". In essence, this thing is a rapid burst of light energy in a short period of time to form a temporary enhanced state. In theory, high-level garrison officers can learn it.

Of course, it is understandable that everyone has different learning abilities and talents, so the progress is different. After all, learning is a very personal matter and cannot be done consistently.

"Commodore, the craftsmen at the Foundry have carried the last few large pieces of Holy Stone out of the caverns. They've prepared the Augre Sealed Chest and can load the treasures onto a truck for transport. Archon Velen needs us to deliver the Holy Stone to Mac'Aree for further crafting and to arm the garrison there."

Sarolas said loudly:
"Our mission in the Petrified Forest is over. We can retreat."

"Ah, very good."

Dick nodded.

Fighting non-stop for more than seven days is a bit too extreme even for a time traveler.

He was also very tired, but he noticed the special wreaths wrapped around the twins' arms, which represented "mourning" in the culture of the Eredar. Combined with what Nairi had just said, that a group of cultists had sacrificed a village on the Antoran Plains yesterday, Dick understood.

He whispered:

"Your family"

"Our parents passed away a long time ago, sir, but my sister and I grew up in that village and were well taken care of by our neighbors and fellow villagers. They also raised money to send us to the academy affiliated with the Arcana Academy to study magic."

Sarolas touched her arm, revealing a rare sadness and pain. She cried and said:
"They could have evacuated, but the elderly in the town stubbornly set up makeshift medical centers in their homes to accommodate the injured who couldn't be evacuated in time. As a result, they were targeted by the cultists."

"We will avenge them!"

Auresei said hoarsely:
"Every dead compatriot needs a hundred times a thousand times the number of demon heads to pay tribute to him."

"Condolences."

Dick moved his lips, but could only utter this pale comfort.

Not just Gemini.

The soldiers who are still alive in the barracks have all personally experienced the death of their comrades.

They held out in the petrified forest for seven days and nights, killing demons a hundred times their number. It wasn't just because of the strengthening of the World Soul, but also because of the burning desire for revenge.

The history of the Eredar has been largely peaceful, and the devastation caused by world invasions like the present one is enough to be etched into the soul of the race and passed down from generation to generation.

The Eredar are actually very vengeful, which means that they and the demons are essentially at war to the death.

"Prepare to escort the craftsman and the sacred stone to evacuate."

Dick gave the order, saying:
"We will retreat to Nasrax Castle, rest there, and then receive the Grand Archon's order to proceed to the next battlefield. We will definitely..."

"boom"

Before the order was finished, a loud bang exploded outside the forest, followed by a burnt and stinking smell of sulfur that spread like a stinking cloud.

As Dick rushed out of the camp, he saw a familiar beam of fel energy exploding in the sky ahead, which looked very much like the "Well of Fel Energy" created by the cultists that night. All the demons in the Demon Forging Camp in the already shattered forest area ahead were cheering and roaring.

They were welcoming their commander to the land of Argus.

A huge figure, as tall as a hundred meters, strode out from the beam of light of the Fel Well with destructive steps. Lord Ereduin, holding the greatsword of destruction, the Doomsday Overlord Kazzak finally arrived at the world he wanted to conquer.

The evil demigod looked down at the half-destroyed petrified forest.

It saw with its own eyes that the demons who had died here in the past seven days had their heads cut off and piled up in dozens of "towers" formed at the edge of the battlefield, with the tattered legion flags inserted on them in a shameful manner. The flags symbolizing the supreme glory of the Dark Titan were covered with all kinds of obscenities.

The arrogant Eredar slaughtered the servants of the great Sargeras like pigs and cattle. How dare these fools regard the Legion as weaklings relying on the blessing of the World Soul?
Haha, arrogant!
Damn!

"Your end has come! The end of Argus has arrived! Kneel!"

The Doomsday Overlord, who had heard enough reports of failed battles in recent days, had long lost his patience to show off his might. He used fel magic to transform his body into such a huge shape in order to more conveniently carry out destruction.

The demigod-level demon giant swung his giant sword of destruction forward, and in an instant, hot green meteorites mixed with evil energy and fire rain covered the entire military camp in the wind and clouds.

"Hellfire is coming! Dodge!"

The shrill warning sounded throughout the camp, and the exhausted soldiers rolled into the surrounding trenches without much thought, relying solely on their physical instincts.

They watched in a "numb" manner as the hideous green meteorites hit the ground or crashed into the tent where they had just rested.

Amidst the turbid roars and the shaking of the earth, those huge structures fashioned from the evil fire rocks stood up like rock giants. Each one was seven or eight meters tall, and they were wrapped in a burning halo of vicious sacrificial fire. They were not afraid of physical attacks and would set any warrior who approached them on fire.

Hellfire, the siege weapon of the Burning Legion!
A single well-timed blast of Hellfire is enough to destroy a mortal city.

But the problem is, they have seen enough of these war weapons in the past seven days. Have you seen the observation tower in the center of the military camp?

That thing was built with the remaining rocks after the Hellfire was defeated and extinguished.

So, who do the demons expect these things to scare?

The garrisons roared, calling on holy light to form a defensive aura to protect their allies, and then rushed forward with piercing weapons such as crystal-forged spears and halberds.

Strengthened by the Soul of the World, these Holy Light Warriors only need a few piercings to destroy the exaggerated molten rock shell of the Hellfire, and then use holy flames or highly concentrated holy water to extinguish the fel core to destroy these dangerous and brutal weapons of war.

But the biggest trouble at this time is not these hellfires and the fel storm that covers the entire camp. The problem is that all the demons in the Demon Forge Camp have launched a charge under the order of Kazzak.

These berserkers were going to flatten the Hand of Argus's camp with a single charge, and before Dick and his men eliminated Kazzak, who was the commander-in-chief, they had almost no manpower to spare to stop these violent demon armies.

"We have to get rid of that arrogant idiot! Dick."

Nari's eyes were red as she clutched the sapphire hunting rifle that she had replaced five times. Well, it would be more appropriate to call it a sapphire hand cannon now. The caliber of this thing was at least three times larger than before, enough to blow off the head of a Skywrath Guard with one shot. If she was lucky and the distance was close enough, she could even blind a higher demon like the Fel Lord.

Obviously, just like Diakum has summarized his own "Demon Slaying Guide", Nari has also developed her own "Demon Hunting Notes" in the endless battle.

"I think we should concentrate our spellcasters and raid it, my lord!"

Gemini said nervously:

"This demon lord's rank has surpassed the limits of mortals. It will be difficult for us to exile it in a short period of time."

"No need!"

A strange smile, as if to say, "I've finally waited for this," appeared on Dick's tired face. He took off his gauntlets and said to the people around him:
"If I tell you that the Doomsday Overlord in front of you is not a problem, would you think I'm crazy?"

"It certainly used to be."

Nari rubbed her sore fingers and complained:
"But now we have absolute trust in you, Dick. We firmly believe that you can always perform miracles, no matter how outrageous they may sound."

"It's just like on the first day of the war, no one believed that we alone could resist the demons here for seven days and seven nights."

Captain Faria said with admiration:
"But you did it. We respect you, Brigadier General Dick! If you intend to lead us to victory again, please give the order! The loyal Hand of Argus will never let you down!"

"That's too much, Faria. You're not really suited to saying nice things, but that's the truth."

Dick raised the pinky ring on his left hand, which was burning hot, and kissed it gently on his lips. He said:

"Not only are we angry about the battles of these days, Argus is also angry. The mortal battle has come to an end, and now it is our star soul's turn to unleash its wrath.

Argus!

Let these fools, lost in destruction, witness your power."

Like some kind of call and spiritual words, when Dick opened his arms, the dazzling and brilliant light of the world burst out from his ring in an instant, and then enveloped Dick in a surrounding and infused posture, making his feet leave the ground in full view of everyone.

He floated into the air in a "flying" posture, and then released energy in a "Saiyan" posture with his limbs spread out while the energy was compressed with his body curled up.

The next second, the "Power of Argus" gathered into a spear of light burst out from Dick's chest. This light cannon-like energy bomb roared and bombarded high above, like a flash of bullet, hitting Kazak's arm with the blade raised high.

In the violent bombardment and explosion, the Doomsday Overlord's giant sword flew out along with its thick left claw and half of its left wing.

This scene caused the chaotic battlefield to fall into silence in an instant.

Even the dreadlord Tichondrius, who was walking through the portal with joy and preparing to admire the "defeat of Kazzak", was frightened and his eyes widened.

At this moment, it finally understood the true value of the word "Star Soul" in the material universe, and finally understood why the Dark Titan was desperate and willing to personally conquer Argus even if it meant abandoning his dignity as a strong man.

this power
"Ah! What kind of power is this!!!"

The next second, Kazzak's roar echoed throughout Krokuun.

But at the edge of the petrified forest in front of it, Dick's aura rose like a rocket, and in almost the blink of an eye he possessed a momentum comparable to its own.

"They are just demigods. As long as Argus wants, he can easily create dozens or hundreds of them. Do you really know who you are fighting? Demons!"

Dick's state at this moment was really like a "Super Saiyan", the holy light on his body and the power of the Argus Star Soul Baby were infused and fused together.

This strengthening effect of the infusion of world power is of course temporary.

But even if it's just a few minutes, it's enough.

"Kazzak! Do you hear the roar of the Star Soul? You are not qualified to conquer Argus, to conquer this tough heroic world! Let your dark master do it himself!"

Dick landed on the ground and tried to pick up the greatsword.

But his energy at this moment was too exaggerated, and the giant sword made of fine steel and gems turned into powder with a mournful cry the moment it came into contact.

This made the Brigadier General sigh, and then with a grab, the pure elements cheered and gathered in his hands to form an astonishingly large energy hammer.

He raised the weapon high and roared at the demons:
"You have just experienced the power of the Star Soul, and now, you and your lackeys will face the wrath of the Eredar!"

"bang"

Another spear of light transformed from the power of the world burst out from behind Dick.

Unfortunately, the accuracy was off this time.

The dazzling beam of light flew past Kazzak's body and shot the Dreadlord Balnazzar in the head as he had just walked out of the Well of Fel in a very arrogant manner. The Dreadlord was tough and "melted" on the spot without a word, leaving only a group of terrified bats screaming and fleeing in all directions.

This exciting scene made Tichondrius, who was on the edge of the OB, turn around and run without saying a word.

I can’t stay here anymore!
Argus is crazy!
This star soul went crazy under the pressure brought by the Dark Titan!

He personally created an army of legendary demon-slayers to vent his wrath. Diak'um was right! Sargeras wanted this place, but unless the Fel God came in person, no one could take this war-torn world that had gone mad.

"You hit it wrong!"

Dick turned his head and said to Nari, who was holding the Heart of Argus in a Kamehameha posture:
"Your aim was off, Ranger."

"Sorry, I'm not very familiar with it this first time. I will pay more attention next time!"

"Soldiers!"

As Nari apologized, Dick raised the elemental hammer in his hand.

"bang"

At this moment, thousands of weapons were raised as Dick raised his hand, thousands of minds were burning with his orders, and thousands of warriors were fanatical with his call.

They are waiting for orders.

The warriors of the Hand of Argus are waiting for the slaughter order from the "True Hand of Argus"!

The demons began to retreat.

They are not afraid either.

They simply feel they should retreat.

Perhaps it was because the blessing of the God of Destruction seemed to have been transferred to the opposite side at this moment. Judging from the destructive power and war frenzy of both sides at this moment, the group of Eredar in front of them, who exuded substantial power and pressure, had red eyes, and a violent aura, seemed more like demons than them.

"From now on, you will wield the wrath of the world! Follow my command."

The huge hammer in Dick's hand slowly slipped.

As the astonishingly large wings spread out behind him, in the flames of the light feathers, and in the strikes of the light spears of the world's power that continued to erupt behind him, the shining and scorching war hammer finally pointed at the roaring Doomsday Overlord Kazzak.

It was like a pointer to a death announcement, finally pointing in the right direction.

他 说:

"Hand of Argus, all host! Charge with me!"

Well, I hope that the Doomsday Overlord Kazak has no sense of pain as Dick said. I wish it to lose its sense of pain temporarily.

Ps:

It's off the new book list. I'll update twice a day starting tomorrow. Ah, I'm dying of suffocation. It's so fucking torturous. You can never imagine how I feel when I see people complaining about the slow update after every chapter. Just hold on a little longer. It will be on the shelves soon. I'll give you a big surprise then.

(End of this chapter)