Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 381, Section 71. Huh? I'm fighting the Supreme Star Soul?

The Starsea ambush was a resounding success. The Illidari captured a command ship that could travel to the demon star Mardon for reconnaissance. Diakum obtained important intelligence. Velen reunited with his old brother whom he had been "lost" for over 20,000 years. Targas found eternal peace.

Even Kil'jaeden, light-years away, found precious solace, and all those involved were satisfied.

It's only the demons who feel bad when they lose.

But no one cared about their thoughts. Not only did they not care, but because they needed their ships to carry out secret operations, Illidan issued a kill order against these unfortunate demons. The Illidari searched the entire star system of the battlefield, leaving no escaped.

However, the Exodar did not linger on this battlefield. After a brief handover with Illidan, Diakum prepared to return to Azeroth.

The Star Hunter truly values ​​efficiency. He intends to remain in the Star Sea to repair the captured command ship to a usable state before immediately heading to Marton for a lengthy "reconnaissance mission."

Infiltrating a demon world that serves as a hub of war sounds dangerous, but the Illidari have their own ways of doing things.

By the time Illidan returns, the War of Mardun will likely have begun.

Dick estimated that it wouldn't take too long.

Illidan was an outstanding strategist. Upon learning that other demon lords had taken over the task of invading Azeroth, he would certainly launch a surprise attack on Mardum at the crucial moment when the enemy was about to raise their armies.

Once the Legion's "Nexus World" is captured, the connection between the material world and the Twisting Nether will be greatly disrupted for a certain period of time.

At that time, the demons will only be able to slowly advance through the sea of ​​stars in their starships.

"I need to get back to Draenor."

Viren looked somewhat dejected. Before returning to the meditation room, he said to Diakum:

"I need to complete the purification of that divine construct as soon as possible and prepare the armor for Lord Argus to meet the demon's provocation. The operation on Azeroth is in your hands."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Prophet."

Dick said softly:
"I arranged this meeting for you so that you could help Commander Kil'jaeden adjust his mindset; I had no intention of ruining your mental state at all."

“I’m not that fragile, Diakum.”

The prophet forced a smile, shook his head, and said:
"Don't worry, I won't fall before the dawn of my homeland's liberation."

Having said that, he, unusually silent today, pushed open the hatch and entered the meditation room. Lyran and Iredas slipped over from the side, and Lyran winked and whispered to Diakum:
“He and I were guarding the door when we heard the prophet cry.”

"My father and 'that guy' didn't actually talk about many important things. They kept talking about the past, and in the end, they both lost control. It was that guy who told my father about the lesser gods before he left."

However, I suspect that the one who took over the world invasion was not that guy.

In my memory, it has always kept public and private matters separate; if it truly orchestrated the invasion, it would never have revealed this information.

Iredas sighed deeply and whispered:
"Curse this damned fate! It has turned even the closest of family members, like brothers, into swords."

"If it's not Kil'jaeden, then it must be Sakir."

Diakum nodded, patted the two young men on the shoulder, and said:

"You should all go and rest. Afterwards, escort the Prophet back to Draenor. I will return in a few days to welcome the Arcanist Clan."

After settling the young people in, Diakum returned to his meditation room. He summoned the twins, not to fool around, but to give them the information that Targas had risked his life to bring out.

Information about the Titan Soul is also top secret within the Burning Legion. It is said that there is a special group of Man'ari warlocks under Sach'ir in charge of this matter, and much of the intelligence that Targas obtained was encrypted.

So, Geminis will be quite busy for the next period of time.

"We also need to contact the Holy Light Legion!"

Diakum said to Saloras:

"The Illidari's raid on Mardun is of strategic value, and we must participate if the Legion of the Light is willing to help."

“They will definitely be willing. The most fanatical demon slayers will even hold a grand tournament to compete for the right to participate in this war. We have been fighting the Legion for so long, and any commander with a little strategic thinking knows the value of conquering Mardon.”

Aurecis hesitated for a moment, then said:
“But in the eyes of the most fanatical demon slayers, sir, we moderates are also ‘heretics’.”

"It's ok."

Diakum took it all in stride, waving his hand and saying:
“After we get rid of these demons and these ‘heretics,’ I’d be happy to debate the scriptures with them, but Zera, for now, don’t let her come over. Just tell her that the ‘Pure Light Oath’ power she represents must participate in the war at the most crucial moment to turn the tide.”

Will Ms. Zela listen?

Orestes blinked and said:
I don't think so.

"She will listen!"

Saloras patted her sister's shoulder and whispered:

"She will follow the arrangements of the 'Children of Light and Darkness' and regard it as the beginning of the prophesied 'path of salvation'."

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When Dick returned to the Chamber of Hearts, he was astonished to find that it had changed.

In the heart of the vast desert of Silithus, a temple rises from the ground.

The power of the elements was manipulated to create a solid foundation for this place. Outside the temple, there was a special barrier stone that those who were not recognized could not even see or sense.

This is a very advanced magical technique, probably designed by Aegwynn. However, Aegwynn was not the one who built this temple. The Star Soul Spokesperson is too busy to stay here and do nothing.

"Odin above! You are the holy protector!"

As Heya and her wolf sisters followed Diakum into the temple area, they exclaimed in surprise, then jumped off the giant bear and ran to Azadas, the "Forger," who was carving a huge rock.

They took out Odin's amulet and knelt reverently at the feet of the sacred Titan, praying for its blessing.

But the obsidian giant ignored these servants of Odin.

Its indifference is understandable.

While Odin can indeed be partly to blame for Lord Tyr's tragic fate, Diakum noticed that Azadas had shackled his arms and legs.

That's just a symbol.

No one will forcibly imprison it here; that would represent Azadas's own "self-imposed confinement."

Its current self-perception is that of a "prisoner" of the Star Soul Lord, and this true temple in the desert is the "atonement" it created for the Star Soul Lord.

He sculpted this magnificent building with his own hands and forging hammer as part of his imprisonment.

"There are no pilgrims here."

Dick approached the silent obsidian giant and said:

"You've made this place so sacred, but it's useless. I don't think the Star Soul Lord cares what her home looks like. After all, for her, who is still imprisoned, even the best house is a cage."

"But once He is free, He will need a temple to rest in."

Azadas meticulously sculpted the statue, and it spoke in a deep, resonant voice:

"The Star Soul did not pardon me and Elonaya, but He allowed us to repair the Chamber of the Heart for Him. This place needs more than just a temple; it also needs a large army to protect it. Demons have tried to approach this place, but they have all been killed by Elonaya."

I need to mobilize the constructs beneath Uldaman and transfer them to this yellow sand.

"It's up to you. You're free to be a stonemason or a security captain."

Dick nodded and then asked:

"Have the Nightsworn arrived?"

"That unstable minor god of life is receiving 'healing' from the star soul."

Azadas said:
"You can go in, but these mortals are better off staying here. The spread of the Force will harm them. The Saviors are here too, but frankly, I don't see any potential in them."

It's not even as powerful as the Lightningforged Colossus in Ulduar when it's activated.

If you need soldiers, I can provide them.

Diakum did not answer the question.

He had Heya follow him, leaving the other shield maidens outside the temple for the time being. As they stepped into the newly renovated temple, a portal to the Chamber of the Heart was already open, and Elonaya was guarding it, wielding a heavy obsidian blade.

Several of the Anubisath colossi destroyed in the ruins of Qiraji have been restored and stand around the giant's temple, wielding a variety of imposing weapons.

Heya, the superstitious Vrykul, felt as if she had entered a "temple of the gods." She followed Diakum cautiously, and upon seeing the majestic Elonaya, she exclaimed:
"I know you! I've seen you in the murals of Odin's legends. You are one of the guardians! One of the gods! You once followed Tyr to slay the monsters of darkness!"

What a glorious audience!

"I'm not."

Elonaya came to life from her stone statue state, looked down at Heya, and said earnestly:

“I am just a lost soul who has gone astray, and so are you, daughter of Odin. The salvation I have been waiting for is here.”

She made a "please" gesture, then returned to her statue-like state without uttering a word. This puzzled Heya somewhat, but the stone carvers outside the door and the guards here both exuded an air of "asceticism," making Heya uneasy.

Why would these "gods," who are recorded in the ancient myths of the Vrykul, behave in this way? She sensed that the powerful alien saints who brought her and her sisters here seemed to have "malicious intentions."

"Don't think too much."

As he stepped into the portal, Diakum said softly:
"As we agreed, once this audience is completed, I will show you my true power and satisfy your desire for challenge."

"it is good!"

Hearing the Watcher's promise, Heya was filled with anticipation, picking up the exploratory spirit that a fierce Vrykul should have, and strode into the portal before her.

When she arrived at the underground temple, all she saw were majestic stone statues.

That was Azadas's masterpiece.

The blacksmith sculpted statues of every race in the world, from elves to goblins, from gnomes to gnolls. These lifelike statues wield the symbolic weapons of their respective races and stand guard over the Star Soul's "Hall of Audience," as if symbolizing "the children of the world protecting their mother."

Don't tell me!
These Titan creations were truly adept at creating these ritualistic things; at least Diakum couldn't have come up with such a "divine" idea.

"But why don't they have faces?"

Heya asked in a low voice:

“Our Vrykul statues also lack facial features.”

"Once you accomplish great deeds as the 'Savior,' the statue that symbolizes the Vrykul race will have your face."

This little trick couldn't fool Diakum, the master of charlatans, who waved his hand and said:

“Look, aren’t the Eredar statues made based on me? Although we are not the children of Azeroth, our statues are located in the ‘Second Circle,’ which symbolizes Azeroth’s allies in the cosmos.”

Now, keep your voice down and don't disturb the Nightsworn's 'healing'.

He gestured for silence, then led Heya forward past the many stone statues guarding the preaching path and into the Star Soul Temple.

Diakum could sense that these statues were made of a special material, the same material used in the Heart of Azeroth necklace. This meant that these statues were not just for show; if any enemies invaded this place, the Star Soul Lord of Azeroth could infuse their power into these statues to fight back.

In other words, once these stone statues are activated, their strength as Star Soul Guardians depends solely on the Star Soul Lord's mood at that moment.

Wow, this "security measure" is a bit scary.

All four "saviors" recruited by Aegwynn are currently here: Khadgar, Rhonin, Lothar, and Princess Talanji of the Zandalari Empire.

She was very proud of her new identity, and she knelt down at the foot of the steps to offer a troll-style prayer.

The three humans were visiting this place for the first time, and they were overwhelmed with the honor of having an audience with the Star Soul. As for Aegwynn, she stood to the side with her arms crossed, gazing at the Night Oath who had "merged" into the power of the world.

The golden Heart of Azeroth had returned to her chest, and the talkative staff beside her was bowing and scraping obsequiously, saying auspicious words like, "You look so handsome today, Vigilant."

"The World Mother added a 'seal' to the Nightsworn. The basic logic is to recast the spell according to the seal Azshara used back then, but this time the power of the world is used as the spellcasting resource."

Aegwynn explained briefly:
"This can effectively prevent Tyrande from dangerously losing control due to the constant enhancement of the Moon Goddess's Wrath. Under your guidance, she has formed a unique bond with the Watchers, and excess Moon Goddess's Wrath can be shared by the Watchers, which has also given the Kaldorei Kingdom a powerful force."

The World Mother highly praised your performance during this demonic invasion, and she may reward you.

"He is so weak, he should save his strength. I dare not ask for too much reward, Lord Argus will rebuke my greed."

Dick smiled and asked in a low voice:
"So, the Lord has accepted the Kaldorei?"

"Not yet, but He does indeed favor elves."

Aegwynn also muttered in a low voice:
"Even I, a human, feel that He treated the trolls a bit unfairly. The trolls had clearly done a lot, but as soon as the Kaldorei repented, Mother World immediately reached out and embraced her good children."

Sigh, the eldest child in the family bears the brunt of the pressure, while the second child is clearly spoiled.

"Who says it's not?"

Diakum also sighed and said:

“You should occasionally advise Him that a mother shouldn’t be so biased and hurt the hearts of her children. She should treat them all equally. Like this time, when Rezan performed so brilliantly, it would be unreasonable for the Star Soul Lord not to grant him a ‘Holy Spirit Conferment’.”

The situation is so dire right now; we must reward loyal officials handsomely.

“That makes sense! I’ll give Him some advice later, but our Lord is quite capricious in his actions.”

Aegwynn nodded.

As the two were talking, they saw a tall Kaldorei female knight in silver armor stride towards them.

She wore a dragon-shaped helmet that obscured her face, but carried a trident-shaped lance on her back that was more like an artwork than a weapon. Her silver armor was covered in dragon decorations and she wore a green cloak, making her look incredibly dashing.

"Ms. Isela".

Diakum turned and bowed to the "Star Soul Dragon King," saying:

"I apologize for what I did to you before. I'm sorry that I let your disaster continue and even secretly fueled it."

"I should scold you, but I can't find a reason to get angry at you."

Ysera's beautiful emerald green eyes, hidden beneath her helm, stared at Diakum. She looked genuinely angry, but then deflated, saying:

“On the World Tree Highlands, Cenarius’s decaying spear was meant to pierce my sister’s heart, but you deliberately shielded her from death, allowing her to escape death and only suffer injury.”

you.
No, you say that Titan's lackeys should all die, but in reality, you act more fairly than most people.

Moreover, to put it neutrally, the matter of the Dragon Soul did indeed have a good ending in the end, allowing me to cross that quagmire of suffering and return to my mother's embrace.

The Silver-Armored Dragon King shook his head and waved his hand, saying:

"So, we're even now, Vigilant. Your protection and care for my daughter and my people have made me indebted to you. However, I'll take over the arrangements for the Guardian Dragon Legion, okay?"

Your 'hostility' towards the Titan servants makes me somewhat uneasy.

"Of course, this is both your obligation and your right."

Diakum said:
"The Dragon Islands may soon emerge from the mist; you should prepare accordingly."

During the conversation, the Night Oath's second seal was completed.

When Tyrande Windwhisperer landed in front of the control panel, her distinctive white battle dress and black moon battle pattern were adorned with a few streaks of dark blue tattoos, remnants and suppression of the world's power.

Tyrande opened her eyes, then turned and knelt before the light formed by the World Soul. She said in a hoarse voice:

"From this day forward, my faith belongs to Lady Elune; my life will fight for you, great Mother of the World, the Kaldorei will be your most loyal guardian and child."

"It's the 'Second Guard'!"

Princess Talanji, standing nearby, spoke up:

"The Zandalari Empire was the first to arrive."

Well, the eldest and second sons are vying for favor again, while the youngest son, who has the least say, is relegated to the sidelines like a lackey with no status whatsoever.

"My Lord, I have brought back your precious essence of the world for you."

Diakum stopped the unseemly conversation by taking a few steps forward and waving.

Anveena, the "Sunwell Ghost," floated up from Diakum's crown. Having already created a priest's robe for herself, she raised the unsealed Sahion Stone and offered it to the World Soul before her.

The essence of the world's blood preserved within transformed into dazzling points of light that surrounded the power of the Star Soul before being absorbed.

Such a small amount of power would be nothing more than a mouthful of blood for Star Soul Venerable, but now that she is so weak, even a mouthful of blood is extremely precious.

So the Star Soul once again coalesced into human form, this time with four parts Aegwynn, five parts Azshara, one part troll ears, and the remaining ninety parts were all stitched-together elf figures. He reached out and patted Anveena's head, a "loving" scene that sent chills down Aegwynn's spine.

She is the spokesperson.

She knew that her eldest son was clueless and didn't know how to teach children at all. The Star Soul Lord himself was a "child prodigy," but even a prodigy is still just a child.

If Anveena were to suffer the same fate as her, she would likely become the second Azshara.

"You guys did a great job."

Star Soul Lord spoke:

"The victory at Mount Hyjal proves that courage still exists in this era, but the difficult challenges have only just begun, and each people has their own problems to solve."

Children, do not slacken your efforts.

The saviors bowed their heads in agreement, and then the Lord's gaze fell upon the trembling Heya, and He said:
"Daughter of Odin, what brings you here?"

"Heya told me that her dream is to challenge the most powerful force in the world."

Diakum said in a very serious tone:
"She thought I was the strongest, but I knew I wasn't, so I granted her wish and brought this fine warrior before you. Now, let the duel begin. Heya, this glorious battle will surely elevate you to the Hall of Heroes!"
The premise is...
"That bastard Odin dared to accept your words in front of Mother World."

(End of this chapter)