Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 307, Section 64: The Outrageous Blue Dragons Finally Discovered They Were Missing a Member During Their Grand Gathering

Gemini
Yes, their "driving" experience was somewhat peculiar.

Given that Diakum is a believer, I can't describe him too bluntly, but he is indeed very different from when he was with Nelly in private. The eternal ranger's body is flexible and agile, and every sparring session is like a hunt for a powerful enemy, wild and bold, free and relaxed.

Especially after being "enlightened" by the "gossipy" Yura.

She completely shed the burden of being a leader, which made Diakum even feel "hardship" during this period.

Considering Lord Holy Lance's exceptional talent, the fact that he could feel the strain shows that Archbishop Nelly is indeed a person of extraordinary strength.

Moreover, Nelly is, after all, a practitioner of the Force of Life. Although the path of hunting is not a core path in the Force of Life, it is still favored by the Force of Life. With the help of the temporary transformation granted by the magical "Curse of Flesh and Blood," she even tried to spar with Diakum in his half-giant form. And it must be said that the feeling of not having to suppress one's emotions was indeed unforgettable.

But the Geminis are spellcasters.

Although their absolute strength is certainly superior to Archbishop Nelly's, their different fighting styles and lifestyles allow them to display completely different styles in this "Trial of the Holy Lance".

In general, Nelly leans towards sports, while Gemini leans towards business.

However, the Geminis' advantage lies in the fact that they are Lightforged, truly "fair-skinned and beautiful," possessing "golden tattoos," and have a "numerical advantage." Most importantly, their innate telepathic connection brings a difficult-to-explain feeling to the Vigilant in this duel.
Yes, it's a rather peculiar sense of "taboo" for believers.

Unfortunately, they were very talented but lacked experience, and were unable to convert their quantitative advantage into a qualitative one.

After all, when one person faces the enemy head-on, the other person also has to bear the same "pressure". Double the damage will occasionally come out as a "critical hit", which makes it really difficult for them to maintain enough confidence and courage in the face of heavy firepower.

Being with Archbishop Nelly always meant spending most of the night together, but the Geminis were the typical "noobs who love to play." Considering they had just returned to normal life from the loss of the Holy Light, their conservatism was understandable. Therefore, the Vigilant was able to calmly study the insights of "Twins of Light and Shadow" in the latter half of the night.

He felt guilty, but it wasn't hypocritical.

On the one hand, the people of Ereda have their own unique national circumstances.

According to Nelly, the Eredar have always handled emotional issues this way, and it's a bit too much to ask them to be "faithful" to immortal beings. From the very beginning of their civilization, they have been pursuing "eternal spiritual companionship," and physical relationships are merely an option.

On the other hand, he did sense Gemini's confusion.

This confusion is not on a moral level, but rather that the Gemini, as leaders, seem to not know how to continue leading the Holy Light Legion.

They realized that Zera's thinking was indeed seriously flawed.

The problem is that the Holy Light Legion has been fighting under such guidance for over 20,000 years, which can no longer be called "morality" but rather an inviolable "tradition".

Diakum tried to put himself in the Gemini's shoes and think about the dire situation, and immediately felt like his head was about to explode.

The entire sector of terrifying fanatics is still led by Zera. If Zera were to suddenly die one day, it could trigger a catastrophic event in the star system that is no less devastating than the Burning Crusade.

For those worlds destroyed in this process, dying from a Legion invasion or from a Light Burial makes no difference in essence.

"We must find a solution before Zera can't control the fervor of the Holy Light Legion."

Dick narrowed his eyes, closed the Holy Book, picked up a piece of paper again, and began to write and draw, pondering how to counter the fanaticism and blind obedience brought about by the Holy Light Force, and then extended his thoughts to the realm of other Forces.

All six Forces have similar hidden dangers, which are the erosion of lower life by higher forces. It is not that the Forces themselves are malicious, but merely a symbolic pull and shift.

Solving this problem is extremely difficult; it's not something that can be solved in a flash of inspiration.

Just as Diakum was lost in thought, a body, dazzlingly white under the light, coiled around him from behind like a boneless snake. Salora, with a hint of relaxed languor, said:

“You know, we are not asking for your help in this way tonight, and you don’t need to be so eager to solve our problems.”

“But I’m willing to help, not because we have a closer relationship, but simply because this is indeed a hidden danger, and not just because of the Holy Light Legion.”

Dick let Saloras rest her chin on his broad shoulder, and he continued sketching possibilities on the paper, saying:

"We now have our own faith factions, so the fanaticism and blind obedience of the believers have become our problem as well as Zera's problem. The fanaticism of the Holy Light believers is a common problem throughout the entire Star Sea."

Take the current human 'Knights of Ash' as ​​an example.

If I hadn't intervened in time, they might have evolved into an organization similar to the 'Hand of Argus.' In times of war, the fanaticism of warriors is a good thing, but war can't last forever."

"Yes, and compared to other faith factions, you also need to worry about the influence from the Void Force."

Saloras, as the Shadowchaser Archbishop appointed by Diakum, was quite qualified to speak on this matter. She brushed aside her long, wet hair and said in a hoarse voice:

“The number of Rondorei followers in the Shadowchaser faction has surged in the past few days. I checked and the vast majority of them are from the Highborne of the Broken Isles. Their magic addiction has been cured by entropy infusion, but their thirst for energy often makes these Shadowchaser recruits unable to control their strength in seizing the void.”

They are making rapid progress on the path of Void Warlocks, but hidden dangers have also emerged.

The Void Force made them gloomy, and the whispers from the Sea of ​​No Light caused them to frequently see 'dark illusions' in the world. There were even several cases of people being hurt indiscriminately under the guidance of these illusions, and this was all under the strict control of General Staghelm.

The void doesn't ignite their fervor.

But the Void is using us to mass-produce unstable 'psychopaths'.

We really need to think of a solution.

Diakum remained silent.

He squinted, his mind racing with a storm of inspiration.

Saloras didn't disturb him, but leaned against the cabinet next to her in a graceful posture, admiring her mentor and lover's deep contemplation.

Compared to the "passionate youth" of more than 20,000 years ago, Commander Diakum has indeed grown into a reliable and mature man.

"You should take him right away from that savage woman, Nelly!"

Saloras whispered seductively in her ear:
"Not only because if you do it, the Highlords of the Sea of ​​No Light will surely reward you, but also because you cannot hide your heart, Saloras, this is the first man to truly enter your body and soul."

For countless years before this, your heart was filled only with your sister and your faith.

You can tell yourself that you still believe in being single, but the truth is, after tonight, neither you nor your sister will be able to leave him.

Aurecis is willing to share everything with you, but Nellie is a threat!
You should be able to tell, right? Your and your sister's terrible performance tonight was really disappointing.
Even though Diakum's extremely high moral standards prevent him from comparing you two to Nellie, the fact is that compared to that wild woman Nellie, you two simply cannot satisfy the Vigilantes.

Do you know what this means for a woman?

Since their own disadvantages couldn't be overcome in a short time, they needed to find a way to weaken their competitors' advantages. Wasn't Nellie going to test the Dark Portal?

Shadow Whisper chuckled and said:
“A portal of that level could trigger a terrible tragedy with just one wrong coordinate, and you are the most outstanding spellcaster in the Star Sea.”

"Go back."

Saloras thought to herself disdainfully:
"If that's all you've got, then don't show off, you pathetic wretch. You just want to use me to orchestrate a tragedy, to darken Commander Diakum's heart so you can welcome him into the Sea of ​​Darkness."
Let me tell you, I served as an archbishop in the Legion of Light for over 20,000 years, and my lieutenant was a Lightforged Nathrezim.

So if you're planning to give me advice in the future, you'd better do it properly.

The Shadow Words did not respond and simply vanished.

The next second, Diakum, who was writing furiously, casually said:

“Well done. We can’t let our guard down when dealing with these guys, especially when it comes to important decisions.”

"Can you hear me?"

Saloras was startled, and Diakum burst out laughing, saying:
“My Shadow Word ‘Overlord’ is a ‘legendary figure’ of their race. How could I not hear the seductive whispers of other Shadow Words? Do not fear it; it is merely a reflection of the dark side of your heart in the sea of ​​darkness.”

But who doesn't have darkness in their heart?
Even Zera has it!
Therefore, accepting your imperfections and striving for perfection is the path of a Shadow Chaser. Take a look at this!

He handed the half-finished plan to Saloras and said:
“I think this should be helpful.”

Saloras examined the unfinished plan closely, then exclaimed in surprise:

"Azeroth actually has something like this? That's amazing. This is a rare power even in the vast universe, but we can't obtain it yet, right?"

"Yes, it will take some time, but not too long."

Diakum nodded, about to continue his discussion with Saloras, when he heard the study door open. Turning around, he saw Auress downing a bottle of Lightforged Wine in one gulp, then throwing the bottle aside with a flushed face.

She wiped her mouth and said:
“I don’t believe it. If each indulgence only lasts one night, then we still have four hours left. Commander Diakum, you haven’t had enough fun, have you?”

Perfect!

The archbishop of Glorious Dawn, both incompetent and playful, pounced, flames burning in his golden eyes, and she screamed:
"Me neither!"

"Uh, it wasn't your sister who fainted just now, was it? Don't push yourself too hard. Also, don't use Holy Light on this kind of thing, be careful to avoid the risk of 'blasphemy'."

"Shut up! Saloras, are you just going to stand there and watch? Help! Let's challenge the Holy Lance again!"

—————— The Nexus is unusually "lively" tonight.

Blue dragons from all over the world have been urgently recalled by the Spellweavers, not only because several blue dragons were injured in the attack on Crimson Sanctuary, but also because the Burning Legion launched a "Legion Invasion" on Kordaara Island this afternoon.

Several high demons of Man'ari led a group, mainly composed of spellcasting demons, in an attempt to seize the tower of the Nexus.

This is the central hub of Azeroth's magic network. Once the towers are taken, even just the outer towers, the demons can use the world's magic network to create terrifying chaos throughout Azeroth.

This reveals the extent of his evil intentions.

However, the demons underestimated the blue dragons' home-field advantage when fighting in their own territory. The Spellweaver didn't even need to use the Focusing Iris or call on the red dragons for help; he easily repelled this wave of demons with just the dragonkin troops of the Nexus and his powerful wife and brothers.

Kaudala is currently under martial law by the Blue Dragons, and the island in the snowy mountains and icy valleys is patrolled by dragons who are tracking down the fleeing demons.

Many of the young dragons were participating in a battle of this scale for the first time, and they were very excited, flying around to provide aerial support for the dragonmen. However, the dragons who had experienced the ancient wars were aware of the danger.

They are currently awaiting the Spellweaver's summons in the Nexus's palace. The main force of the Burning Legion has not yet arrived, but the Dragon Legion must come up with a solution. The Second War of the Ancients is about to begin.

However, the Weaver has other matters to attend to, and their importance is no less than preparing for the Demon War.

"You personally witnessed a green-skinned orc wielding the Dragon Soul and controlling Alexstrasza?"

The Spellweaver's human form is a graceful blue-haired Highborne elf, wearing an arcane crown and holding an ice crystal staff. Visible vortexes of magic surround it as it looks solemnly at Matigosa, who is frozen in ice and receiving treatment from a dragonkin healer.

Half of the fierce blue dragon's neck was torn off; had Kalecgos not come to its rescue in time, the Blue Dragonflight would likely have lost a core member.

Faced with the Weaver's serious questioning, Kalecgos, disguised as a blue-haired human mage, replied with an even more serious expression:
"Yes, I swear I didn't see it wrong!"

Although I was not yet born during the War of the Ancients, I have carefully read your notes and I can confirm with 100% certainty that it was definitely the soul of a dragon. What's even more terrifying is that the soul of that dragon was filled with the power of dreams, and we and the red dragon tried our best to attack the orc but could not harm him.

Just like how we were helpless against the Green Dragon Legion's dream defenses.

The orc, wielding an evil artifact, set a trap, and the Red Dragon Queen stepped into it to protect her dragon eggs.

"But didn't you receive Dalaran's plea for help and rush to rescue the human city?"

Queen Sindragosa, the "Frostbinder" beside Malygos, also maintains her Highborne form. Her long hair is a cool-toned ice blue, which is very outstanding and captivating.

The elegant lady pushed up the arcane crowns she and her husband wore, which were the same style, and said in a puzzled tone:

"Why did you go to the Crimson Sanctuary and get involved in the battle against the Red Dragon Legion?"

"Uh, this is embarrassing to talk about."

Kalecgos scratched his head and sighed, saying:

"We're too late! Although we rushed as fast as we could, Dalaran had already disappeared by the time we got there. All that was left was a huge crater, as if someone had 'dug' the city and the underground magic network nodes away together."

That was definitely not ordinary teleportation magic, so we stayed put to scout ahead. Then, Eldragosa was the first to sense the red dragon's plea for help. Since we were nearby, we teleported into the battlefield and just happened to witness the demons invading Crimson Sanctuary.

But I feel that this demon invasion was more of a cover for the green-skinned orcs; those guys stole a lot of red dragon eggs!

There are at least hundreds.

"what?"

Malygos was now furious.

The Blue Dragonflight is small in number, so since the Weavers recovered from the War of the Ancients, they have been urging the Blue Dragons to mate and have more children, even making it their top priority in maintaining the magic network. However, although the old Dragon King meant well, he put a lot of psychological pressure on the young Blue Dragons.

Mainly the Blue Dragon
These creatures are rather neurotic and have rather abstract aesthetic views. They are the most conservative of all dragons, even maintaining a "monogamy system" that is considered quite bizarre by other dragons. This results in blue dragons being exceptionally loyal in their relationships, with female blue dragons spending hundreds or even thousands of years secretly observing their mates.

Male blue dragons are already few in number, and having to endure repeated tests from females is exhausting, so it's understandable that they might seek affections from good girls of other races.

In any case, reproductive isolation doesn't even require worrying about taking responsibility.

For example, the great dragon Eldragosa had a high elf bard as her lover. It is said that she got drunk at her lover's wedding and caused a scene at the ceremony, ending up covered in arrows and being carried back to the Nexus. How embarrassing!

So, the old dragon king's "breeding revitalization plan" has been going on for ten thousand years, and apart from him and his wife having a few more children, it has basically failed to improve the tragedy of the blue dragonflight's low population. After so many years, Malygos has become numb to it all.

After realizing that the blue dragons were all just a bunch of silly "dragon-obsessed" fools, it had actually given up on its plan.

But precisely because of its small population, the Blue Dragon Legion was the most crucial in guarding the dragon eggs of all the dragons. Upon hearing that the green-skinned orcs had stolen the dragon eggs, the old dragon king stomped his foot, a murderous glint in his eyes, and said:
"The Dragon Soul is in the hands of the Greenskins. That guy stripped Ysera of her Dream Authority and harmed my sister. This grudge cannot go unavenged!"

"But with the soul of the dragon, we cannot get close to the Greenskins."

The Frostbinder narrowed her eyes. This blue dragon queen, renowned for her wisdom and ferocity, pondered for a moment and whispered:

"We can't eliminate this threat ourselves; we have to use someone else to do it! I've heard that Stormwind Kingdom has been fighting the Greenskins for months; perhaps we can take advantage of that."

"Hmm, that makes sense, but we still need to discuss it with Alexstrasza."

Malygos now has a wife, children, and a warm bed, so he's naturally not as radical as he is in historical records, bordering on madness. He says with maturity and composure:

“My dear, go to the Wyrmrest Temple on behalf of the Blue Dragonflight to comfort my poor sister and inform her of our plan. If the Red Dragonflight agrees, then send Kalecgos to Stormwind as the representative of the Dragon Aspects.”

We Blue Dragons may be few in number, but we have plenty of treasures!
As long as the humans can defeat the greenskin warlocks and reclaim or destroy the dragon soul, we will give them whatever they want.

And this needs to be done quickly!

The Spellweaver looked solemnly at the heavily wounded Matogosa before it, and sighed:

"I still need to go to Mount Hyjal. The Second War of the Ancients is coming, and the Kaldorei anti-magic alliance is being reorganized. As ancient allies, we must make our stance clear. This is our duty to protect the dragons!"

The Dragon King and Queen went their separate ways, but Kalecgos hesitated for a moment before telling the Spellweaver about Teregosa.

"What do you mean Teregosa is with a bunch of 'strange dragons'?"

The weaver blinked and said:
"What do you mean by a strange dragon?"

"I can't describe it clearly, you should see for yourself."

Kalecgos used magic to show the Dragon Aspect the scene of Onyxia's appearance in Crimson Sanctuary to the Dragon Aspect. When he saw her unique battle appearance, even the Spellweaver, who hated black dragons the most in her life, was stunned by her appearance covered in bone spikes.

"No! This isn't the Proto-Dragon! Even if the Proto-Dragon evolved naturally, it couldn't possibly have become this strange! Moreover, it clearly possesses the power of holy light. The frost storm in this scene wasn't created naturally either."

There are definitely other dragons hiding among them!
And look closely at this bolt of lightning; it's an attack launched by the third dragon.

Malygos, as expected of the Weaver of Laws, possessed the secrets of all the laws of the world and saw through many details at a glance.

Taking into account Kalecgos's concerns, the Spellweaver pondered for a moment and said:
"You suspect that Teregosa, who has been missing for several days, has encountered some kind of 'miracle'?"

"I suspect she may have suffered even more terrible treatment!"

Kalecgos and Teregosa hatched from the same nest of dragon eggs. Although Teregosa usually showed that she disliked Kalecgos, Kalecgos had a hard time being sure whether Teregosa was interested in him because of the blue dragons' strange "mate selection criteria".

But the two do have a special relationship, so this is something to be very concerned about.

Say:
“I think we should find Teregosa immediately. I shouldn’t have let her go to Karazhan alone. It’s all my fault. I will definitely find her.”

"Your skills are a bit lacking."

The weaver carefully observed the strange black dragon's fighting style in the magical image, shook its head, and said:

“If you really encounter such a violent force, you probably won’t last even five minutes. How about this, we’ll send two people with you, the skilled warrior Ceanegosa. You can be in the open, and Ceanegosa can be in the shadows so you can support each other.”

Once you find Teregosa, if you can't bring her back, just call me!

Every member of the Blue Dragonflight is vital. If I cannot arrive in time, my mighty brother, Cenargoth the Icebreaker, will support you.

"Yes, in this perilous time, I will certainly live up to my mission."

The two talked like this.

However, they did not notice that at the edge of the hall, a figure eavesdropping outside the door clenched his fist fiercely. The slender figure had very beautiful gradient blue hair and was a cute high elf.

Teregosa is her best friend!
She wouldn't stand by and watch her good friend be in danger, and Kalecgos was too useless; his combat ability was terrible. She had to handle this kind of important matter herself.

So, strong and brave Little Star Princess, set off now to rescue your sisters!
Whatever the hell has trapped poor Teregosa, she will definitely bring her back to the warm Nexus. Uh, wait, the word "warm" doesn't seem to fit the Nexus.

But who cares?

In short, the operation to save the blue great dragon begins now!
(End of this chapter)