Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 43 42. Argus, Please Don’t Cry for Me [Updated 1/50]

(Additional update for the "Frostfang Claw" brothers [1/10])
Under immense pressure, Viren and Hatton were very efficient.

Just a few hours later, they used the communication between the Naaru spacecraft to hold an "online meeting" of all the Eredar archons.

The governors and consuls of every contactable starship were invited to participate. This was a governance model that was planned before the civilians were transferred.

The Eredar value order and are accustomed to being led by the Archon system. Even though this civilization is now divided into hundreds of "interstellar clans", the Archon system can still demonstrate efficient mobilization and organizational capabilities.

However, the situation on the Naaru spacecraft named "Holy Inspiration" is a bit complicated.

Governor Haddon was originally the leader of the spaceship, but he participated in the rescue operation initiated by Commander Kil'jaeden earlier, which directly led to the lack of a governor on the spaceship.

However, Hatton made arrangements before leaving, so the political officer and garrison commander on the spaceship attended the meeting on his behalf.

Velen, who was presiding over the meeting, did not waste any time. He briefly conveyed his blessings and instructions to the governors and consuls, and briefly introduced the current situation. He then conveyed to the other governors the proposal of Zera, the Mother of Light, to establish the "Legion of Light" and the Star Sea Lightforged Fleet.

Because the "recruitment work" in this proposal can only be started after all the Eredar have arrived at their respective target planets, it is a matter of interest to the exiles on every starship.

Velen needs the Governor and the Archons to have a short discussion and then complete the vote, and finally confirm whether they want to join the Legion of Light based on the voting results.

It is certainly impossible to discuss all interests and obligations in such a short period of time, so this is more of a formality.

In the current situation where the Eredar are forced to "divide", Velen's proposal of such a model is obviously to lay a preventive measure for the long-term unity among the various "clans".

The Eredar are not lacking in similar experience and wisdom.

Before the start of the Second Co-rule, their civilization had been in a state of division for a long time. Most of these older governors and consuls had experienced that era and knew the importance of maintaining "diplomacy" in such a divided situation.

Just when the communication fell silent, a voice suddenly rang out.

Admiral Lady Svirax, the first to speak as the Archon of her starship, said:
"I am willing to join the Army of the Light and lead the Lightforged Fleet, which was transformed from the Naaru's ships, to the best of my ability! I made this decision not out of consideration for my own power, but simply out of my duty to my people.

Only when that fleet is completely in the hands of the Eredar can we ensure that when each of our 'clans' encounters the crisis of demon invasion, the main body of the other clans and the Holy Light Army can rush to the rescue as quickly as possible.

If joining them requires faith in the Holy Light, then my battle captains and I can convert immediately!
In fact, as the military commander, I am here to call on other governors and consuls. Even if you agree that the clans you manage and lead will join the system of the Holy Light Legion, you must not transfer the most experienced veterans and priests on your respective spaceships to join the army!

These warriors are an important support for our people to maintain their safety after arriving in the new world. We must never put the responsibility of rescuing Xinghai above the interests of our people!
That may seem a bit selfish.

But I think only when we take care of our own people first can we have the right to spare the energy to take care of other innocent people.

This moment is extremely critical, so I won't hide anything. I'm saying this specifically to those governors and consuls who have converted to the Holy Light. I hope you can strike the right balance between faith and reality!

You are first and foremost an Archon and Commander of the Eredar, and secondly a Follower of the Light!
If you consider yourself a fanatic who puts faith above all else, then I suggest you resign immediately! Let a more rational official lead our people who are destined to be scattered and suffer."

That's a very impolite thing to say.

But it was recognized by many governors and governors, including Hatton.

The Eredar civilization is in such a predicament now that it really needs to ensure its own safety first before it can spare the energy to participate in the formation of the "Legion of Light".

Weiren's expression was a little subtle at this time.

On the one hand, he also agreed with Svirax's advice, and from these words he realized the purity of a soldier and his duty to the people.

On the other hand, he felt that this girl with a very impressive military resume was a bit arrogant.

You are now using the fleet communications maintained by the Naaru. You may feel comfortable speaking so directly, but what will the Naaru who have already joined the Legion of Light think?
Alas, the wisdom of our ancestors is indeed reasonable. It is better for pure soldiers not to interfere in politics.

"Well, if you have made up your mind, let's put this proposal to a vote."

Velen said, and then he cast a vote of approval on behalf of the Genedar.

The Naaru used beams of light to represent votes, so the governors could see the beams of approval growing at a rapid rate.

Obviously, even the most rational governor would be furious in this situation, not to mention that they should indeed have a strong enough armed force to ensure that the "Argus incident" would not happen again.

The proposal to join the Legion of Light was successfully approved in this environment.

This means that the Eredar have no intention of forgetting the feud they forged with the demons in their homeland of Argus. This once gentle and wise race has decided as a group to embark on the path of "Avengers."

His mentality is easy to understand. I have lost my home, so why should I be afraid of you stupid demons?
Come!
It hurts to fight!

But this wasn't the end. After the proposal regarding the Holy Light Army was passed, Velen informed the other governors of the ideas he and Governor Haddon had just discussed. His ship, the Genedar, must shoulder sufficient responsibilities and, with sacrificial courage, lure the demon's gaze to ensure the long-term stability of other starship immigrants for a period of time.

Velen himself wasn't sure how long their ship could hold out against the demons.

But considering that the demons have not yet developed mature astral fel energy technology, the Grand Archon felt that he could gain at least a thousand years of resettlement time.

"The Genedar will slow down, and we will seek out uncivilized worlds as docking points and resting places, thereby attracting the attention of the Burning Legion. We will be the vanguard sentinels guarding your people in this dark age, responsible for reconnaissance and assessment of the astral sea for you, and then share this information with the planets of other clans through the sacred communication between the Naaru.

Once the Burning Legion begins its massive campaign of destruction, you must be on alert.

The three guardian naaru aboard the Genedar all agreed to my proposal, and with great courage and protectiveness, they pledged to live and die with us.

I believe this is a blessing from the Holy Light."

Wei Lun said in a deep voice:
"But I still can't guarantee that the Genedar will be able to buy enough time for our people. Therefore, after arriving at your respective target planets, the governors and archons must quickly resettle our people and allow the Eredar civilization to take root on as many planets as possible.

You all have documents concerning the World Soul and fragments of the World Will in your hands, a secret known only to the Governor and Archon.

You are well aware that every Eredar has a mission to his homeland, which requires us to protect each of our compatriots as we would protect ourselves, and which requires us to avoid all meaningless conflicts and wars as much as possible.

But if war is really unavoidable, then we must strike with thunder and lightning to eliminate the disaster!
After the Legion of Light is established, a mature warrior selection system must also be put on the agenda. We need our people to maintain their courage and never let them indulge in temporary stability.

The most important thing is to ensure the better preservation of the will of the Star Soul and the healthy inheritance of civilization, we should find a way to increase the number of people.
Well, that's up to the Governor and the Consuls to figure out."

"But Archon, the duties the Genedar undertakes are too dangerous."

Consul Ms. Verala said in the communication:
"Your ship still has a large number of civilians, who are not suitable for such a dangerous exile. I propose that each starship transfer a portion of its soldiers to the Genedar and assign an equal number of civilians to their respective ships.

This effectively increases the survival rate of the Archon and his brave followers.

They need to constantly fight the demons, and without the blessing of the world's power, it is difficult for our warriors to do this."

"The distance between the starships is too far now. The demons may attack again at any time. We don't have that much time to waste on such things."

Velen refused:
"So we only need a few ships on the same route as the Genedar to pick up some civilians. Our people have experienced the disaster on Argus, and they need a channel to vent their anger. I believe that after training, our people can also become excellent warriors.

So, that’s all I have to say, fellow citizens.

I will not hide from you the terrible sacrifice my brother, High Commander Kil'jaeden, made to protect us.

This is bad news.

The Burning Legion has new commanders and generals. Perhaps in the future, we will need to meet our former compatriots on the battlefield.

That would be a real tragedy.

But we all know that we have a responsibility to civilization and to its people.

Therefore, if that day ever comes, please give our compatriots a quick death and bless their lost souls according to the tradition of the Eredar.

Although the Eredar will be divided into various clans because of this disaster, and may even become alienated from each other in the long separation, I firmly believe that as long as we still remember Argus! As long as the Heart of the World in our hands is still passed down, then we will still move towards the same goal along different paths.

Everybody
I wish you a safe journey and may your clan prosper!

See you in Argus!
Genedar, draenei clan communication terminated."

"May your courage last forever! May victory always be with you! See you on Argus."

Admiral Svirax said goodbye in a sorrowful voice:

"Holy Power, Eredas clan communication terminated."

"May you all stay true to your original aspirations and finally find peace! We'll see you on Argus, the Pure Light. This Krokul clan communication ends."

Farewells filled with blessings and hopes, but also pain and sadness, echoed in the communications.

The Governors and Archons each chose the concept they considered most important, memorable, or unforgettable as the new name of the Eredar clan for each starship.

Each communication represented that the Eredar had embarked on the difficult road of civilizational division, but this was not their fault. It was merely the first mark brought to them by the dark ages that had already begun.

This scene is destined to be forever engraved in the history of the Eredar, if they can really rebuild their homes and regain their heritage one day in the future.

Viren stood in front of the navigation console for a long time without saying a word, and Governor Hatton kept wiping his eyes.

The farewell was not over until the last starship said goodbye and the communications maintained by the Naaru entered a long silence.

However, fate did not even intend to give these exiles who were about to embark on their journey more time. A moment later, Nari, who had been appointed as the Ranger Commander of the Genedar, walked into the navigation console with a box in her hand.

She stepped forward, handed the box to Weiren, and said:
"Grand Archon, these are the fragments of Atama crystals we collected. The twins have just tested them, and it turns out that even after being broken, the ancient relics still possess miraculous powers. These six crystals each possess great power, enough to protect us on this journey."

"Oh?"

Vilen turned around in surprise, trying to recover from his sadness. He looked at the colorful crystals in the box, and under some inspiration, he reached out and picked up the purple crystal.

The moment he got this thing, layers of illusions immediately appeared before Vilen's eyes.

He saw an extinguished planet, and then he saw the endless holy light that lit up on the dark earth at the call of a Draenei priest.

prophecy!

The gift of prophecy was activated again, allowing Velen to see the first ordeal that the Genedar was about to encounter.

He recovered from the illusion, looked at the crystal in his hand, and said:

"Indeed, the ancient relic still protects us, but as far as I remember, there should be seven Atama crystal clusters. Why is one missing?"

"Uh."

Nari hesitated for a moment, pointed to the coffin next to the navigation station, and said:
"Priest Ishana has confirmed that the fragment of the Atama Crystal most closely connected to the Holy Light is currently within Brigadier General Diakum's body. More precisely, the crystal appears to have achieved some kind of unique 'symbiosis' with his heart."

The extremely destructive white holy flame we saw earlier was bestowed by that crystal."

"Ah, this is the supreme will of the Holy Light." Velen was not disappointed.

Instead, he walked to Dick's coffin, holding the Redeemer's Staff, and looked at the "young" garrison brigadier general. After a moment's silence, he said:
“People need symbols of hope to inspire courage, and only with courage can they complete the journey that is destined to be difficult.

I think Diakum and his contributions are enough to earn him the honor of a 'saint'. Although such an honor with strong religious connotations only existed in the mythological era tens of thousands of years ago, it is time for us to revive these ancient traditions!
It was Diak'im who first saw the evil threat when we were blind and deaf, and it was he who brought the light of enlightenment when we lost hope.

We should honor Him and look forward to His awakening in the future!

Yes!

The Eredar respect heroes!

In these dark times, nothing can inspire people more than heroic deeds. Hatton, my friend, what do you think of this proposal?

Velen turned to look at Governor Hatton, who nodded, wiping his eyes and said:
"My child will become a saint who protects civilization. Nothing can comfort my heart more than this. Perhaps we should..."

"Snapped"

The channel to the navigation station suddenly opened.

Ms. Devinius, the Chosen One of Holy Light, strode forward with a serious expression and handed over a special box with both hands.

she says:

"This object was launched from the surface of Argus into the astral sea. Nalukara believes it was sent to us specifically. It carries some magical effect. You decide how we should deal with it."

"let me see."

Velen took the quaint box that looked like an Augure treasure chest, and the moment he held it in his hand, he sighed.

"It was sent by Kil'jaeden. This is his favorite magical bag."

He used skillful techniques to unlock the magic effect on the box. The moment he opened it, both Hatton and he clenched their fists.

Inside the box is a broken light seal, preserved in the finest Arkanteni crystal.

It was the Shattered Seal of the Grand Archon, the second noblest seal of the eredar leaders besides that held by Velen.

Kil'jaeden, having embarked on a dark destiny, no longer needed it.

“Is this a warning?”

Hatton said:
"Or. Farewell?"

"All."

Velen sighed:
"He's telling us in this way that the demons have ways to track us. He's reminding us that we must proceed with greater caution. He's also warning us that the Burning Legion's pursuit will soon arrive, so it's time to set off."

The Grand Archon once again looked at the boundless dark sea of stars before him. After a sigh, he handed the Leader's Seal to Hatton and said:
"I'm not good at military affairs, Hatton. You are better than me in this area. This seal of commander-in-chief will be inherited by you."

"I?"

Governor Hatton was somewhat bewildered. He said:
"I don't have the qualifications. The Grand Consul must be approved by the people."

"Hatton! You must take on this responsibility."

Wei Lun said in a deep voice:
"The two-person ruling is our tradition! In difficult times, we must cooperate with each other to better guide the way forward. I also need a trustworthy compatriot to lead our warriors. Is there anyone here who is more suitable than you, a Krokuun with a head as hard as a talbuk?"

Hatton fell silent.

As a grassland man who was indifferent to fame and fortune, he wanted to refuse this heavy honor, but finally looked back at Dick in the coffin, gritted his teeth, and took the broken seal of leadership.

After crushing the Akantani crystal, the broken mark moved to Hatton's forehead and reshaped after several breaths, shining with a faint light.

He will not let his people down, and he will not let his children down!
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"Ah, so boring, so how long will it take for me to wake up?"

Dick had no idea that he had been named the "Saint" of the Draenei clan. If he had known, he would have definitely rejected this exaggerated title. After all, few saints in history had a good ending.

But that's the problem. He has no way to communicate with the outside world now.

After witnessing Malderan using divine intervention to save himself and then turning into ashes in the flames, Dick was in extreme anger during his subsequent coma. He wanted to jump up immediately and burn a hundred or a thousand demons to death, but because of the strange reaction caused by the physical level, his spirit was trapped "between life and death."

This is a gray area, and he is the only one in the endless spiritual world.

He had tried everything he could, but still couldn't get in touch with the outside world.

And the worst thing is that there is no concept of "time" in this damn place. Dick has no idea how much time has passed in the outside world. He is now sitting cross-legged in the empty area, feeling that if he doesn't find something to do, he might be driven crazy.

He sat there, looking at the character card screen that appeared before his eyes:
Name: Diakham Zastins

Title: High-Level Polluter Nemesis, Hand of Argus
Honorary Title: Vigilant (improved detection ability, more sensitive to forces other than Holy Light)
Race: Eredar

Special Race: Mythical Creature, Descendant of Holy Light, Mutant (Converting, Conversion Level: Low)

Life Rank: Legend

Status: Near death [torso missing, organ failure, heart damage, foreign body fusion]

Occupation: Garrison Brigadier General [Eredar Exclusive] / High Priest / Air

Legendary Class: Void (waiting for decision, options: Sun Herald/Lightforger/Archon)
Power belongs to: Holy Light Force

The Force: The Hands of Fate

Racial Talents:

Energy Affinity, Heroic Aura, Advanced Shadow Resistance, Legacy of Lura (not activated), Radiant Body (not activated), Holy Judge (not activated).

Personal talents:

Vindicator Tactics, Defender, Spellbreaker, Elder Intimidation, Echo of the Light, Art of War, Fervent Devotion, Lightforged Armory, Unsheathed Light.

Legendary Talents:

Ashbringer, Lightforged Knight, Sword into Light (not activated), Radiant Dawn (not activated)
hint!

Your body is undergoing some strange and unknown changes as it is wrapped in the Naaru fragments and fused with the Atama crystal. This process will take a long time to complete, and the exact end time of this state is currently unpredictable.

Overview:

A barely qualified Holy Light Messenger?
Character evaluation:

"Can you do this? You've gotten yourself into this mess just by fighting a non-magic Thal'kiel! How can the organization expect you to complete greater challenges and fulfill difficult duties in the future?"

If it doesn’t work, we’ll just vote!

No shame.

Anyway, considering the fate that you have intervened to this extent, the "history" you will face in the future will be more exaggerated than what you remember. Ha, the butterfly has begun to flap its wings, and it only takes time to nurture it slowly, and you will eventually reap a freak or a miracle.

Anyway, behave yourself from now on!
I've placed a big bet on you. If I lose money, you'll be in trouble!
Now, use this hard-earned time to think carefully and ponder it. It would be best if you could practice your pitiful skills. As an actor, you still have so many high-level skills that you haven't unlocked. Don't say you are one of us when you go out in the future.

You know, I can't afford to lose this person, right? 】

"I boil it!"

Dick saw the awful comment again.

If he hadn't been unable to find this foul-mouthed bastard, he would have picked up the jeweled hammer and fought him for hundreds of rounds. However, after calming down, he realized his current situation.

Hiss, this problem is indeed a bit serious.

The character card shows that he is undergoing some unknown transformation. How come even his "race" has changed?
Moreover, Dick has discovered that although the "foulmouth" behind this character card speaks harshly, he always hides his reminders in these dirty words. As long as Dick is sensitive enough, he can get some "guidance" from them.

For example, now, he is reminding himself to make good use of this time.
"So, he wants me to use this place to practice my skills?"

Dick stood up and began to try to create something in this gray spiritual world. As his memory flowed, an illusory demon guard was formed before his eyes.

"Ha! I knew it, a trial ground."

Dick stretched his body and gathered a war hammer for himself in the process of shaping his will. He opened the character card and glanced at his skill bar. Although the proficiency of most skills had reached "mastery", it turned out that there was a higher level of proficiency above mastery.

It takes a lot of time and sufficient practice to improve the proficiency of these skills, and these two things happen to be the only things he has at the moment.

But before the fight, he took a look at the legendary profession he had not yet chosen. This must be chosen carefully, as it is directly related to his future career development and combat style.

The Archons are eliminated first!
This is the priest's heroic profession, and it tends to be a healer and spellcaster. With this Dick will become a "coward who fears close combat."

The Lightforgers were subsequently eliminated.

It's not that this heroic class isn't powerful enough, it's mainly because its power is more inclined towards the guardian side. Dick hasn't even figured out the way to punish yet, so how could he have the energy to develop a "protection paladin" career route?

And if he remembered correctly, there was a time when this heroic profession was called "Holy Light Blacksmith". Although he was determined to walk the path of Holy Light and never cared much about other people's opinions, wasn't this fashionable value a bit too low?

So, the only option left for him was "Sun Pioneer".

"Forget it, it's you."

Dick sighed and complained as he changed his job:

"Of course, forcing the upgrade before maxing out both class masteries will result in fewer options. What about the cooler 'Void Weaver'? What about the more mysterious 'Oracle'? What about the more powerful 'Templar'?

It was agreed that there should be six heroic professions for me to choose from in the two profession systems, so why am I only given three?
Could it be that Holy Light thinks I’m not suitable for those overly cool professions?
No way! "

Amidst these sighs, Dick completed his job change in this virtual spiritual world.

As the path of the Sun Herald opened, he flexed his shoulders and shed holy light like the rising sun. In the brilliant and magnificent morning light, Dick grabbed his warhammer, hooked his finger at the demon guard in front of him, and said:
"Come on! Devil brat, play with your Holy Light Daddy for a while. When I wake up, I'll kill you all!"

Ps:

Beep beep, please hold on tight, the "explosive update" train is about to depart!
(End of this chapter)