Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 323, Section 13: Every struggle against fate is a mountain of gold for ordinary people.

"The soul of the dragon. Behold, this mighty power."

Nefarian, cloaked in a black robe to disguise himself as a bad seed warlock, was swiftly running through the gaps between the forest and the dreamscape. He had already left the battle zone between humans and greenskins and would be completely out of the battlefield in a few moments.

The black dragon prince held the magnificent golden disc in his arms. After leaving Zul'Gurub and returning to the bloodline of Deathwing, this artifact seemed to have found a kindred spirit and no longer treated its wielder with indifference.

Nefarian could even sense a hint of "joy" emanating from the artifact, as if it longed to return to its true master.

After all, it was created by his father, so it must have left some mark on it. But Black Dragon dared not relax. He used his dream powers to walk between reality and dreams in order to get rid of the gaze and pursuit of those "dangerous guys" on the battlefield.

Dreams are not the domain of holy light; otherwise, that terrifyingly powerful vigilant would have already smashed Zul'hild's "turtle shell," dragged him out, and crushed him to death.

But to be honest, Nefarian never imagined that a green-skinned mortal could accomplish such an "amazing" feat using the soul of a dragon.

Looking back, it could still see Ysera, now "reverted to her ancestral form," rushing from the shattered dream into the real world. In terms of bloodline and ethics, she should be its elder. Unfortunately, ever since the black dragon betrayed it and did "major things" during the War of the Ancients, that kinship had long since turned into deep-seated hatred.

It can't appear in front of Ysera; who knows if the current, insane Ysera might just swat it to death with a single claw.

Moreover, as the Black Dragon Prince, a master of Void Corruption, he could clearly sense a dark aura within Ysera that had not yet been "integrated," which was enough to prove that the Sleeper had truly had bad luck during this period.

Despite being freed from the taint of fel energy, the Void still relentlessly pursues it.

"If we're not lucky, perhaps a second 'Deathwing' will be born today. However, void creatures don't always get along, and Father will definitely have a headache about that."

The Black Dragon Prince chuckled coldly a few times and quickened his pace, preparing to leave the war forest shrouded in holy light.

It must immediately bring the dragon's soul back to the northern frontier and hand it over to its father; this is of utmost importance!
Although Deathwing possesses unparalleled power among the dragons, he doesn't need the Dragon Soul to accomplish all his great deeds. However, this thing is more than just an artifact. As his father's closest child, Nefarian knows very well that in certain situations, the Dragon Soul can also become his father's "weakness."

It could even be said to be its "only" weakness.

The guardian authority granted by the Titans can be removed by the Star Soul, but it can also resonate and dissipate in a more explosive way. Once other Dragon Lords become ruthless, the dragon souls that bind them can instantly become their most insane weapons.

Since it was unearthed by the Greenskins, this thing has already fulfilled its mission. The Green Dragon Queen's complete removal from the Titan Guardian ranks is enough to deal a heavy blow to the already "fallen" Guardian Dragons.

It could have achieved even greater results.

The Red Dragon Queen was just a hair's breadth away from being captured, but Zul'Hid was ultimately just a mortal, and his potential and capacity were no longer sufficient to support him to go any further.

Nefarian chuckled mockingly.

Based on its experience of infiltrating the Shadow Council with its servants and relying on Orgrim's "letter of introduction" these past few days, it didn't think Zul'jid could really succeed; that guy's character flaws were too obvious.

He's just a stupid pig who got lucky and was blown away by the winds of the times. He doesn't even know how to hide his talents, and he'll be exposed when faced with real challenges.

If Zuluhd were to handle this situation, with so many cards in his hand, he could wage a brilliant ambush.

what a pity!

The Black Dragon Prince shook his head, suppressing his sharp thoughts, and quickened his pace again. As he approached the vicinity of Crystal Lake, he planned to contact his servants left in the Shattered Dream and call them to return to the Northern Frontier with him.

As soon as it stopped, an accident happened.

The space between dreams and reality should have been the safest place, but suddenly a piercing tearing sound was heard. Just as Nefarian reacted quickly and raised the Dragon Soul to fire a "Dragon King Cannon," a black figure rushed towards him.

A brutal punch landed squarely on the black dragon prince's waist, the spikes on the fist piercing his flesh, causing Nefarian to roar in pain. But then he was punched three more times in the face, staggering backward and spitting out several bloody broken teeth.

Then, its angry dragon eyes saw the face of the person in front of it, a face that, though changed, was still familiar.

"younger sister?"

The Black Dragon Prince was terrified and shouted:
"Have you lost your mind? And what's with that weird outfit you're wearing?"

"Warrior! Use me as a reference point and unleash a solar bombardment! Quick, the Dragon Soul is here!"

Onyxia's shout startled Nefarian.

At this critical moment, its gaze followed Onyxia's shoulder, where Mylinsera was tearing open the rift between the dream world and the material world with fiery eyes. A golden stream of light crashed down through the rift like a meteorite.

That was the holy light of the vigilant, like a sun falling to earth.

"what!"

The moment the light struck, the Black Dragon Prince let out a roar of shock and rage.

It broke free from Onyxia's grasp and transformed into a ferocious dragon, facing the holy light with its supreme power. But as soon as it raised its head, it was hit by Onyxia, who had also transformed into a dragon, and was left dizzy and disoriented.

A golden radiance then erupted, completely engulfing the two black dragons.

The shockwave from the Force sent the dragon's soul flying. It wasn't heavy, but the explosive force it received tore through the air like an arrow and crashed into Nefarian's path.

Vereesa Windrunner, who had just struggled out of the Nightmare Lands of Shattered Dreams, hadn't even caught her breath when she heard a loud bang as a large tree beside her snapped in half and crashed down on her head.

The weakened ranger captain was too weak to dodge. He screamed and drew his ranger sword, but was then shoved into his body by a mage's hand. He rolled away in a sorry state, thus avoiding the tragic fate of being "headshot by a tree".

Dusty and disheveled, Vereesa got up and looked back to see that it was that silly Ronin who had saved her at the crucial moment once again.

Including the time I faced the lich, I owe him two lives.

But Luo Ning, who had "rescued the damsel in distress," didn't care about that. His strength was only average to begin with, and it was already a miracle that he had managed to hold on until now in the great battle. Throwing himself out of that mage's hand was already the result of squeezing out all his magic power, and now he could only lean on his staff and sway precariously.

The ranger captain rushed over to help him up, and was about to lead him away from the area when he heard Luo Ning say in a trembling voice:

"There's something in the tree. It's golden. Take it out, quick!"

"Ok?"

Vereesa turned around and saw a golden disc being slammed into the broken stump of a large tree.

As a member of a family of wandering knights, she instantly judged the trajectory of this thing, and then glanced in the direction it flew from, and saw two black dragons roaring and fighting in the dissipating holy light.

The black dragon, whose body was covered in sharp spikes, was unharmed. It seemed to have absorbed the power of holy light, making each bone spike scorching hot, like a dragon forged from light.

But the black dragon on the other side was in a terrible situation.

Despite its larger size and greater strength, the dragon's body was tattered and broken after being bombarded by the Vigilant's sun, and even its wings were broken, rendering it unable to fly.

The battle between the two behemoths has devastated the entire Crystal Lake, a place that should have been far from the battlefield, but has now become a war-torn wasteland.

"Is this the 'Soul of the Dragon'?"

Vereesa was no naive newbie. She carefully removed the golden disc from the broken tree stump, sensing the terrifying power it contained. The green-skinned sorcerer Zul'hild had used it to absorb the Emerald Queen's dream power, and there were no restrictions on its use.

If I wanted to, I could use the Dragon King's power myself.

Perhaps, I should.
"Snapped"

Ronin raised his weak hand and slapped it onto Vereesa's hand, knocking the golden disc to the ground. He coughed and said:
"Don't listen! It's bewitching you. This is an evil object! You saw with your own eyes what it did to Zul'hild. We're taking it to the dragons—no, to the Vigilantes! This thing is the dragons' nemesis, and it's been proven that they have no way of protecting it."

They couldn't even destroy it!
Walk! "

The mage sensed the danger, picked up the dragon soul with his mage's hand, and tore off his luxurious robe to wrap it up. Vereesa helped him up and called upon her battle dragon eagle. The blue armored dragon eagle landed in the forest and carried the two of them into the air.

"Fly fast! The black dragons are coming! Silly child, quack, Old Ansu will hold them off for you."

The Raven God's scream came from beside their ears, and a swift wind was applied to the Dragon Eagle's wings, causing them to accelerate suddenly in the air and narrowly avoid the shadow flames spewing down from high above.

Vereesa looked up and saw several black dragon cubs, who had been beaten terribly, lunging at them with bared teeth and claws.

Those were Nefarian's servants, who had been suppressed by Kalecgos and Kel'Thuzad, but because the Dragon Soul weakened the guardian dragons wherever it went, they broke free.

These black dragons are fiercely loyal to Deathwing, and they will never allow the dragon soul to be stolen again.

Streaks of dark flames shot down from the sky, and Vereesa and Rhonin felt as if they were flying through apocalyptic fire, where a single misstep could mean certain death.

Fortunately, their goal was clear: as long as they flew into the battlefield, they could get rid of this hot potato.

"Fly high! Fly to where the vigilant are."

Ronin, clutching the evil artifact in his arms, called out to Vereesa, but a few seconds later, just as the Ranger Captain had adjusted his direction, he saw Ysera tear through the dream and burst out, the ferocious progenitor dragon king roaring as it pounded the war-torn land under the holy light.

Its terrifyingly powerful wings slammed into the earth, shaking the entire battlefield. Two light-forged war mechs were unable to dodge in time and were struck by the Primordial Dragon King's headbutt, turning into "holy light meteors" and flying away.

Xalatas was still manipulating her, causing the delirious Ysera to perceive everything around her as a threat.

She took a terrifying deep breath, and just as the primordial progenitor dragon's venomous breath was about to be unleashed, she heard a shout, and then a colossal Eredar Holy Spirit forged from holy light appeared on the battlefield.

He unleashed the classic Jadnigu fist technique, stepping forward and punching Ysera in the chin, forcing her to unleash her deadly "Dragon King's Deep Breath" into the sky. It's no exaggeration to say that the heavens themselves were transformed into a death trap by that green breath.

Ysera's Primal Dragon King form was already several times larger, comparable to Deathwing's dragon form. To suppress her, the Vigilantes also transformed into giants, creating a terrifying scene reminiscent of "Ultraman fighting a giant monster," which threw the entire battlefield into chaos. The Primal Dragon King's power continuously shattered the crown of light surrounding the Giant of Light, scattering the scorching light everywhere.

"How are we supposed to get through this?"

Vereesa gripped the reins and screamed:
"We'll be melted if we get too close! Neither the Green Dragon Queen's poison nor the Vigilant's scorching light are things we can't afford to mess with!"

"Then let's go somewhere else."

Ronin's eyes swept across the area and found the new safe zone. He pointed to the ruins of Azura's Tower and said in a hoarse voice:

"The black dragons dare not approach the area bombarded by the holy light, and fly towards that area! We will be fine even if we are hit by the holy light and fire, but they dare not charge in headfirst."

He was referring to the location of Azura's Tower.

The area was transformed into a judgment zone, and the constant bombardment of holy light altered its terrain.

However, simply covering himself with his robes was not enough to completely shield Ronin from the influence of the dragon's soul. The already weakened red-haired Ronin now had to endure the mental interference caused by the dragon's soul.

The worst part is that this thing is getting hot, as if its true owner is calling it.

"Little human, where are you planning to take my divine artifact?"

Just as he was about to rush into the land of holy light, everything went black before Ronin's eyes.

He saw a human wearing lava armor with a strange iron chin standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. The other man's eyes, as cold as lava, stared at him like hell, making Ronin's mind and soul tremble.

"Bring it back to me!"

Deathwing said to Rhonin:

"I can give you everything you want, but if you don't, you little human, your kingdom will be reduced to dust!"

This evil thing also projected the horrific visions of the shattered Northern Frontier and the human kingdom destroyed by dragon fire into Ronin's mind. It seemed like a prophecy of destruction, causing the red-haired mage to raise his hand in an attempt to defend himself.

"What are you doing?"

Vereesa grabbed Ronin's ear and screamed:
"You were tempted too?"

"I'm not, it's threatening me!"

Luo Ning slapped himself hard, panting as he broke free from the illusion. Feeling as if he'd been thrown into lava, his mind aching, he said hoarsely:
"That thing is in the northern border region. It's hiding there. It can see us here. We... no, we mustn't go to the surface!"

The mage grabbed the ranger's hand, but the dragon eagle had already landed on the ground. As Rhonin exerted his last bit of strength to roll himself and Vereesa away, at the same time, the ferocious earth spikes erupted without warning, tearing the poor blue-armored dragon eagle to shreds in an instant.

They crashed to the ground and were horrified to discover that the land had been "revitalized".

Stone golems encased in lava kept leaping out of the earth, driven by the Earth Guardians to smash Rhonin and Vereesa into pieces and reclaim the Dragon Soul for their masters.

However, the Watchers, who were suppressing Ysera, also noticed the two's predicament. The Giant of Light used the wrestling technique of the Jadnigs to slam the confused Ysera to the ground, causing an earthquake. At the same time, he kicked a spot a dozen meters in front of Rhonin, and the Lightforged giant foot smashed down, destroying all of Deathwing's creations.

"Go protect them!"

At the vigilant's command, the five golden cherubs surrounding him rushed forward.

They transformed into battle forms in the air, and in the next instant, five small golden seraphim each wielded weapons and fought against the endless stream of stone golems. Fifty good brothers also crashed down like white streaks of light, picking up Ronin and Vereesa one by one in each hand, ready to leave the dangerous land.

But before it could take off, it was struck by a fierce primal arrow shaped by the rising ground. Like being hit by a battering ram, its good brother instantly turned into streaks of light and scattered. However, the Holy Reckoning before the shattering temporarily sanctified the surrounding ground, making Deathwing unable to control this area.

However, this was no challenge for the Earth Guardian, who controlled the entire world's land and mountains.

"Come here!"

Rhonin clearly heard Deathwing's roar. In the end, in this battle between two powerful beings across space, he and Vereesa, two mere mortals, could only huddle together, trembling. He could feel that at least a third of the ground covering the battlefield was being pulled away from its original position.

The earth-shaking transformation even affected the spatial structure.

Amidst the piercing sound of space being torn apart, as a mage, he could clearly feel their area being pulled away to another place. Space was shattering, the earth was wailing, and in the illusion before his eyes, the terrifying Deathwing was about to order this land to rebel and destroy all its enemies.

This was something a mage of his level simply couldn't fight against or control. The only thing he could do was, like a true gentleman, shield the elven lady in his arms when the rocks around him suddenly sprang up into spikes and came crashing down.

The spikes pierced flesh, causing Ronin's blood to drip onto Vereesa's cheek.

The ranger captain's eyes widened, and he was about to reach out to help when he saw a raven soar into the chaotic sky filled with splattering fire, descending from the heavens against the backdrop of falling lava boulders and a brawl between golden angels.

The opponent's black wings transformed into a hood and cloak. Amidst the exaggerated and mysterious magical effect of black feathers fluttering, the newcomer wielded a dark, cold, yet powerful staff, which he forcefully plunged into the shifting ground.

"You rebellious son of the world! Your mother is watching you! Get out of here!"

The Star Soul Guardian's rebuke, accompanied by the spatial power of Sargeras's Scepter, instantly severed Deathwing's delusion of reclaiming the Dragon Soul by moving the earth.

The newly revitalized earth fell silent once more, and the sculpted magma rocks transformed into grotesque stone statues amidst their mournful cries. Diakum's golden cherubs surrounded Aegwynn, singing hymns of praise to the mighty Star Soul Guardian.

Against this extraordinary backdrop, Aegwynn turned to look at Rhonin and Vereesa and extended her hand to them.

"cough cough"

Coughing as he was being held by the Ranger Captain, Ronin shakily placed the Dragon Soul in Aegwynn's hand, and the volatile creature calmed down as soon as it landed in her grasp.

I'm very curious.

Aegwynn's eyes, hidden beneath her hood, sized up the red-haired mage, and she said in a hoarse voice:
"Faced with Deathwing's threats and temptations, did you really never waver?"

“I’m terrified, ma’am.”

Luo Ning forced a smile and said:

"But the destruction of Dalaran taught me a lesson: evil doesn't need a reason to destroy us. The path to self-salvation and redemption is not in their hands; it's something we have to fight for ourselves, cough cough."

He started coughing violently again.

Aegwynn nodded, casting a healing spell on Rhonin's body, and said to Vereesa:

“Take him away, take good care of him, he is a good child, Mother World is proud of him.”

After saying this, Aegwynn took flight, transforming into a raven and flying towards the battlefield where the Giant of Light and the Dread Dragon were fighting, surrounded by golden cherubs.

Having narrowly escaped death, Vereesa wiped the blood from her face, looked at the unconscious Ronin in her arms, and said with a pursed lip:

"He was indeed a good person, but he was too weak. Waaah, my Dragonhawk, you died so tragically."

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"How could you let it get away? You coward! Didn't you swear you were going to catch your brother and take him to Guangzhu?"

Chromie landed on the shore of Crystal Lake in her bronze dragon form, several bruised and battered humanoid black dragons bound beside her with chains of quicksand. She then looked at the sulking Onyxia and blinked, saying:
"Given how badly the surrounding terrain has been damaged, was it your horrible father who intervened?"

"Hmph, the younger ones call on the older ones when they can't beat them. The Prestor family is shameless these days! Being with guys like that is a disgrace to the Black Dragon!"

The Black Dragon Princess said with a gloomy face:

"That old thing even threatened me, saying that it had never had a daughter like me who betrayed the world. How ridiculous! Who betrayed Mother World first?"

If this counts as betrayal, then it only proves that betrayal is simply an instinct flowing in the blood of the Black Dragon.

Tch, I'll let it slide this time!
I will personally lightforge all my brothers and sisters one day! I will prove with facts who the true 'Lightforged Dragon King' is!

Chromie was about to make a few more jokes, but the next second, both dragons turned around and looked at the battlefield at the same time, as they sensed a powerful force appearing there.

"The Red Dragon Queen has arrived?"

Chromie exclaimed:

"And the Weavers have come too? They must have come for Ysera, but they are destined to be disappointed today. The Sleeper will return to the embrace of the true Mother and become the first wanderer to return home."

"Wow, this is getting interesting! Wait! What's with that strange expression you're making?"

"Heh, tell me, if the Dragon King provokes the Watchers and the Star Soul Spokespersons, and then gets beaten to the ground by them, wouldn't we be lucky enough to witness the Guardian Dragon Kings being forged in light?"

"Wow, you really dare to think that way."

(End of this chapter)