Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 429, Section 38: The Vigilant's Bold Words: I am invincible below the Lesser God level, okay?

Thor's most loyal servant, the mighty Mountain Lord, has fallen.

He fearlessly charged at the Vigilant, only to be instantly killed by the Vigilant's subsequent Enemy-Breaking Sword Technique.

It's no wonder that Shanbu wasn't strong enough. As a fierce general in the era of Thor, although he wasn't an emperor, he still had a place in the Mogushan Palace when the emperors held their grand meetings.

After Thor was trapped in the illusion of death, Shanbul became Thor's spokesperson. His prestige among the Mogu was terrifyingly high. However, Shanbul's clan was not here. It is said that his Shanbul clan was hiding on the islands in the northwest of the Mantid Plateau, which is also the Mogu's current stronghold in Pandaria.

hiss.
Why does this remnant of the previous dynasty, driven out of the mainland by righteous people and left isolated overseas, seem so strangely familiar?

In short, Shanbu was very strong, but he didn't lose unjustly.

Diakum knew that improving his proficiency with the Enemy Breaker Sword Technique was difficult when he first acquired it, but through constant practice and battles against powerful enemies, he has now reached the "Mastery" level.

While it may not be as impressive as Diakum's other combat skills that have progressed from perfection to near mastery, the Titan Swordsmanship stats are still high!
Regardless of proficiency, the destructive power of this sword technique is far more satisfying than Diakum's painstaking chanting of scriptures to summon holy light to bombard the enemy.

So far, having already fought against a lesser god, he has yet to encounter an enemy whose defenses cannot be broken by the Breaker Sword Technique.

All I can say is that the true damage output of the noble class is truly overpowered.

Unfortunately, like other "Arcane Truths," the Swordsmanship of the Enemy Breaker is highly dependent on talent. Dick didn't hold back and taught it all to the commanders of the Lightforged Chapter, but unfortunately, apart from the Lightsworn Sword Saint Tramon, almost no one else could master it.

Oh, Irelia has learned a little bit of the basics; the comprehension that little hoof gained in exchange for sacrificing his brain is truly outrageous.

This is the knowledge of arcane forces.

Aegwynn once commented that if you can't learn other Force knowledge, you can have a mentor to explain it to you, or if all else fails, you can be given an initiation or a power transfer to help you out temporarily. But if you can't learn the profound mysteries of the Arcane Path, then you can't learn it.

The same profound principle can be learned differently by different people, and even a mentor cannot teach it.

But the fall of the mountain did not mean the trouble was over. Before it fell, it shouted "Emperor's Fist." The twins thought it was some kind of slogan, but soon they saw a unique army of stone terracotta warriors appear in the dark mist ahead.

The reason it is called "unique" is because the stone figures of this legion are clearly of a uniform style rather than "craftsman's masterpieces" made of stone by Mogu craftsmen.

They were identical in size, bearing and appearance, and were clearly distinguished into tactical units such as light infantry, heavy infantry, war archers, scaly cavalry, and spellcasters. Each unit had a Mogu overseer commander who was fully armed with heavy weapons.

Their commanders were two "giants" who were over ten meters tall, and Diakum had to look up at them.

One man wielded a giant sword, and the other a heavy hammer.

Their movements caused the earth to shake, and the two were specially decorated, making their appearance extremely intimidating; even their armor exuded a unique majesty.

Just like the "Giant Spirit God".

Regardless of whether he can fight or not, he must be the one to uphold the prestige of every expedition.

"Demigod Construct"

Aegwynn, leaning on her staff, said to Diakum:
"Moreover, these are demigod constructs that can be repeatedly manufactured. This is the secret the Mogu have hidden here, and it is also the secret behind Thor's dominance and unification of the Mogu race. His most powerful legion was built by him in this Titan facility. These constructs should not have been involved in the wars of mortals."

Thor was aware of this, so after establishing his empire, he hid these 'divine weapons' away.

Only Thor can command them.

The appearance of these ancient armies means that Thor is not dead; he is trapped deep within the Naraksha Engine and remains active.

Diakum nodded, admiring the immovable army before him, and said:
"Even within the Titan creations, these war machines are among the most destructive, comparable to the Guardians of Ulduar. Thor also ingeniously imbued these constructs with sentience."

He truly regarded these stone figures as his own people.

Where is their console?

"Ahead! I located that area during my reconnaissance, but an authentication device is needed to stop these constructs' war activities."

Aegwynn glanced at Zhou Zhuo, who was trembling with fear beside him, and the wooden box in his arms, and said:

"That heart that once belonged to Thor might serve as a 'certification key'."

"But the Naraksha engine also needs this certification to restart, so we can only choose one side, and the two are in different directions."

The vigilant made his decision after a moment's thought, saying:
“Twins, you and the Loas stay here and hold off this ‘Emperor’s Fist.’ Don’t aim to defeat it, just delay its movements. Aegwynn, the two of us will go to the Naraksha Engine.”

"it is good!"

The Star Soul Spokesperson grabbed the Heart of Azeroth, summoned the power of the world, and fired a shot forward. The eerie blue beam swept across, annihilating all the constructs that surged forward and clearing a path. At the same time, both sides began to move.

Kazak's Soul Staff was handed over to Orestes by Diakum. When the massive construct swung its sword, the Overlord of Dawn appeared amidst a low roar, wielding the Spear of Destruction and fighting with Sword Dawn. Meanwhile, the heavily armored Loa god Tokari swung its tail and charged forward, colliding with Tethys.

Saloras's mental storm did little damage to these stone golems, but her Corruption Laws, once she entered Voidform, were effective at weakening these stubborn rocks.

The twins felt the Loa gods around them wagging their tails and charging at them, and they felt like they were in a "zoo" full of monsters and demons. They really didn't understand why these Loa always chose animal forms, since there were many humanoid Loa in Zandalari.

"Hey, Bumsandy heard a beautiful alien woman calling for a humanoid Loa? Kind-hearted Bumsandy came uninvited."

The obnoxious, glib-tongued troll Death emerged from the shadows.

It also played a significant role in the last incident at Mount Hyjal. Although Bwonsamdi failed to be crowned "World Holy Spirit" due to "faction issues," this guy clearly benefited.

The Azerite crystals she held in her hands during this appearance signify that World Mother has approved of her.

In fact, the Supreme Star Soul was very willing to give Bwonsamdi a title, but Bwonsamdi himself was unwilling to accept it. He was the Grim Reaper, and he belonged to the Death faction. Considering the current ambiguous position of the Death faction, Bwonsamdi did not dare to make a rash bet before the situation became clear.

But its presence here means that this cunning fellow is actually quite willing to do something for Mother World.

"This is the Holy Land of Death. Who can be stronger than old Bumsandi here?"

It laughed and raised its hands, and as the strange troll war dance unfolded, one spirit after another was awakened by Bwonsamdi.

There were pandaren, koi, monkeys, and even bison and lizardmen. After being awakened, they roared and pounced on Thor's army, filled with hatred and almost becoming vengeful spirits.

"The Mogu used many slaves to build the palace above. After it was completed, in order to protect the secrets of the place, they cruelly executed all the craftsmen and slaves."

Old Bonsandi chuckled coldly and said:
“Now, those ancient vengeful spirits have returned for their revenge, slave owners! They want to tear off a piece of your flesh. Come, let old Bumsandi add fuel to the fire for these poor souls!”

It raised its hand, crushed the precious Azerite Stone, and scattering the gathered world power as points of light upon these undead souls, causing their meager strength to rise rapidly in a short time. Even after their spirits were scattered by the Mogu Stone Golems, they could still merge together to form sinister and powerful vengeful spirits.

To be fair, although Bumsandi is a terrible person, he has really good taste.

It never fights a battle it's not confident of winning, nor does it join in on events that could harm itself.

At this moment, with the help of its divine touch, this supreme legion under Thor's command was actually trapped, especially when Death unleashed ghostly mist to seal off the surrounding passages, a classic "death maze" was created.

"go Go."

Bumsandi, hovering in the air, said to the twins:
“Go help that ‘shining one.’ There’s the mighty old Bwonsamdi and my useless Loa companions here. Sigh, the Loas have to prove themselves, even if they don’t just steam buns. As a member of this group, I also have to contribute my strength and blend in with the light.”

But you two go and tell Diakum.
Be careful.

The troll Death's voice was low; it whispered:

"What's inside is incredibly powerful. We absolutely cannot let it return to the Shadow Realm, otherwise the life force lost by this world will be impossible to recover. It's a dirty trick left behind by an Eternal. The Death Rift has already merged with this continent; it can't be closed, so don't waste time. But that thing can be destroyed!"
The most primal and direct collision of primal forces, understand?

The Death faction harbors a great secret, and the conspirators behind it won't reveal themselves at this time, so He can only suffer this loss in silence.

"Ugh, whatever you do, don't tell anyone it was Bumsanddy who leaked the secret, or I'll be in big trouble."

"So, you chose a side too?"

Saloras said:
"You don't have a positive outlook on the future of the Death Force?"

"In the eyes of truly important people, old Bonsandi is just a bug that can be crushed at will. You two girls think too highly of me, choosing a side."

Do I have a choice?

I'm just an old troll beggar begging for food in Ardenweald.

Bumsandi made a strange, self-deprecating remark, then drew out:
"But even a beggar has his ambitions. He wants to tell Diakum that I revealed a 'heavenly secret,' so he has to compensate me! He must come and rescue me after old Bonsandi 'unfortunately disappears'! The sooner the better, or I'll be dead."
I wouldn't dare make such a deal with anyone else, but Diakum is a very good person, so I can make an exception and trust him this once.

remember!

We absolutely cannot let anything from the rift return to the Shadowlands! Otherwise, things will really get complicated.

The troll Reaper drove away the twins, then sighed deeply as if his days were numbered. As he rode his undead to charge and block the mighty Emperor's Fist army, the shifty-eyed old Gani suddenly jumped out.

It carried a patched, dirty garbage bag on its back, filled with "treasure garbage" that old Gani had retrieved from the Mogu'shan Palace.

It approached Bumsandy, swishing its tail and whispering:
"Ahem, welcome to our glorious beggars' legion, old Bwonsamdi. I never expected that you, with your shifty eyes, would be one of us."

"Get out of here! Who's like you, the leader of beggars?"

Bonsandi kicked old Ghani with a look of disgust and cursed:

"Even if I'm begging, I'll beg in Ardenweald. What are you, a pathetic Loa who gets bullied by the troll gangs even when picking up trash in Dazar'alor, doing trying to get close to me? Even beggars have ranks, you know?"

"whispering sound"

Seeing Bwonsamdi's wickedness, old Ghani didn't want to make a fool of himself and turned to leave, but Bwonsamdi grabbed his tail. The spirit fire eyes within the troll death mask darted around, and it drawled:
"However, I might consider joining your beggar's army. Here's what I'll ask you to deliver a letter to me at some point in the future. You're terrible at fighting, but you're quite adept at petty theft."

In your words, trash in the right place is treasure.

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What does Bumsanddi mean by this?

Diakum and Aegwynn frowned upon receiving the message from the twins.

They didn't believe Bwonsamdi was a bad person, but the old troll seemed to have made up his mind this time. The message he sent was vague, but it did seem to contain some important information.

By this time, they had entered the main building of the Naraksha engine, leaving the guarding stone golems and mogu undead corpses scattered all over the place as they fought their way through.

Ahead was a colossal "energy well," constructed to Titan standards. Six ring-shaped energy channels hovered above the engine, covered in dust, indicating that the machine had been shut down for at least ten thousand years.

The rift of death was right before their eyes.

It's not big.

It resembled an irregular, black, filthy halo, floating in the dim light above the Naraksha engine, looking harmless and even a little mysterious and cute.

But in fact
"The space has been cut apart; it's a very ingenious technique."

Aegwynn tugged at her raven feather hood and tossed the Aluneth staff, which had been timidly shouting "Oh God, we're all going to die here," back into her backpack, lest it act as a "defeatist strategist" at this moment.

She took out the more silent and powerful scepter of Sargeras and said to the others:

"The space here is divided into two parts. The Death Rift is the entrance, and Thor is trapped inside. No one knows what it's like inside, but someone has to go in and confront him. The rest of you have to stay outside and restart the Naraksha engine!"
Bwonsamdi's solution was correct: reboot the Titan device, causing its internal Titan energy to bombard the Death Rift in a burst, forcing it to shut down in the material world.

The collision of arcane and the primal force of death is enough to accomplish this.

"This device has its own guards."

At this moment, Lord Argus spoke up to remind him:

"A very complex and peculiar guardian. It was not forged by the Titans. It was probably an attempt by the Mogu that unexpectedly created a structure that is more dangerous than ordinary Titan creations. The Mogu's scientific research capabilities are also very strong."

"Yes, you will only realize that the Mogu were actually the civilizations of Azeroth that used Titan technology most peacefully when they saw the 'high-tech palace' that Thor built for himself in the future.

Unfortunately, the rulers after Thor were inhuman; perhaps this is a consequence of the backwardness of slavery?

Diakum flicked his hand, causing the Ashbringer to dance and coalesce into a blade of light. He strode forward without hesitation, and in the heart of this desolate land of death, he waved his hand and said:

"I've left the outside world to you. Although I was hired by the Lord of Azeroth to fight this war, let me fulfill my duty! Argus's plan for salvation must take a truly solid step forward today!"
I have an inescapable responsibility.

Having said that, the Guardian, radiating holy light, strode into the rift of death amidst the hymns of the golden cherubs.

The crowd outside prayed for the Vigilant. The twins were full of confidence. As Diakum's bedmates, they knew very well that the Vigilant's current combat power made him virtually invincible in the realm of "demigods".

As for the lesser gods...
The emergence of a Nightsworn during the Battle of Mount Hyjal is already remarkable. No matter how outrageous the world of Azeroth is, it's unlikely that a lesser god who has been sealed away for ten thousand years is also hidden in Pandaria.
Therefore, this battle will likely be very difficult, but the vigilant will surely emerge victorious.
"boom"

Before he could even finish offering his best wishes, Diakum was kicked out.

The more imposing the Vigilant was when he charged in, the more pathetic he became when he flew out. The Ashbringer in his hand was wailing, clearly having just fought a desperate battle.

They lost the competition.

The already shattered Ashbringer now has a significant portion of its blade in a "frozen and broken" state.

The loyal weapon persisted in trying to finish the battle, but it was clearly no match for the enemy's attacks; the two were simply not on the same level.

A shocking battle scar has appeared on the source steel battle armor, which is said to be the strongest in the material world.

A black sword mark ran along the left shoulder armor to the edge of the right battle robe. The pure mark, etched with light as its ink, was burning, representing the holy light fighting against the erosion of death.

Diakum stood up and looked at the expanding, seemingly provoked, death rift before him.

In the dark reflection stands Thor's massive body, his majestic imperial armor covered by a fierce, cold wind, the spikes of his command crown on his head and black lightning crackling, but none of these are the main point!

The key point is the crimson greatsword that Thor holds in his left hand.
It has a very gorgeous style, with the iconic gold bat-winged hilt, an elegant yet cold pearl hilt covered with a bloodthirsty gleam, and a small skull adorning the center of the chilling blade.

A red line of blood ran along the blade and through the sword, making it look extremely alluring.

This thing looks like a divine weapon, but it doesn't belong to the Mogu. The styles of the two are completely different. If you have to say, such a greatsword should be wielded by a cold and elegant vampire to better suit its exaggerated style.

"Remonia Shadowfang".

Diakum's voice came from beneath the helmet:
"So it was you, you bloodthirsty madman. No wonder you caused Azeroth ten thousand years of suffering and weakness. The Emperor really spared no expense, even throwing his 'wife's sword' at his ambition."

At that moment, the vigilant fully understood the message Bumsandy was conveying.

This thing must never return to the Shadowlands, and Emperor Denathrius's plot to kill him will never succeed!
Isn't he just a death warrior who's been upgraded to the level of a lesser god?
Watch as I send you flying to the heavens with my invincible "Twin Light and Shadow" technique!
(End of this chapter)