Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 432, Section 41: Law One: Azshara never makes a mistake!

"Trial begins! Sinners, kneel!"

Sword Maiden Remonia shrieked.

Diakum initially thought it was just the crazy swordswoman's second-generation shout, but then he was stunned to see that Brann Bronzebeard and Zhou Zhuo, who were running outside, suddenly knelt on the ground, while the Dark Prophet Zul, who was rushing into the Naraksha engine control room, also widened his eyes and fell to the ground with a thrilling slide.

The old prophet, caught in the AOE crowd control effect, looked completely bewildered, not even knowing what had happened.

But seeing that the Monkey King was also struggling to keep his body from kneeling, Diakum knew that this must be because one of the Sword Maiden's "special skills" had been activated.

"I'm guilty!"

Brian Bronzebeard lay there screaming:

“I shouldn’t have tricked my ancestors into taking me on a tour of Uldaman under the guise of ‘learning’ and secretly recorded information about the Titan creations. I was dishonest and once took away a pipe belonging to the King of the Mountains under the pretense of ‘exploration’.”

I confess, I hid it!
I love the convenience of this magic pipe, which allows tobacco to be lit without a flame.

I'm a hypocrite and a lousy person.

I felt that my brother was too harsh on my niece, and I accepted the invitation to go to Kalimdor to escape that family conflict.

I'm afraid my brother and I will fight. Moira has had a hard time all these years, and it's all because my brother is a bastard who favors boys over girls!
I didn't have the guts to argue with McGonagall; I've been afraid of him since I was a child.

"I'm guilty."

Zhou Zhuo also shouted at the top of his lungs:

"I know I shouldn't touch things that look dangerous, but I always want to see what the consequences would be if they were activated. Although it's not out of mischief, it's just to eliminate potential dangers for others without harming them."

I'm guilty!
I kept saying I came to Kun-Lai Summit to save Pandaria, but actually I also had a selfish motive: to do something big to cleanse the Zhou family's terrible reputation among wandering scholars.

"Ah, I am guilty. I should not have damaged the Staff of Blessing given to me by Jade Dragon Celestial Venerable. It is a treasure that should be properly protected."

The Monkey King roared:

"I actually miss Shao Hao a lot, but I'm just being hypocritical and stubborn. When I call other people idiots, I'm not really mocking them. It's just because I think I should follow the traditions of the monkeys."

I want to befriend them, not provoke them, but I can't grasp the secret of friendship. Ugh! I'm innocent, you stupid bastards!

The Monkey King gritted his teeth, got up, grabbed Zhou Zhuo and Brian Bronzebeard, and rushed out of the ritual area, disappearing in a flash at the doorway. However, since he only had two hands, he left the Dark Prophet behind.

This is quite normal, since it doesn't have much of a relationship with the Dark Prophet.

"I have it"

The Dark Prophet Zul knelt there, and after seeing the performance of the other three, he knew he had been tricked.

But it can't say!
It harbors too many dark secrets about the Golden Dynasty; revealing them here would cost many lives.

Therefore, amidst that surge of power, Zul pulled out his bone knife and decisively stabbed it into his mouth, pulling it outwards, and a bloody section of his tongue sprang out.

Since there is no way to resist the "judgment" of this strange force, then one should become mute.

But a few seconds later, Zul saw in despair that his fingers moved on their own, writing down the most terrible sins he had ever committed, stained with blood.

That force
That force is compelling them to confess their sins, just as when life comes to an end and they face "final judgment."

It is 'punishment'.

Thor gripped his lightning spear tightly to support his body.

He struggled to hold on, looking at the unresponsive Diakum with a bewildered expression, and said:

"When I was under its control, I also experienced it. It was the secondary divine power possessed by the owner of this sword. No sinner could face the Great Lord of Forgiveness. I was defeated and captured by this power back then, and you."
Can't you feel it?
You have no sins?
How can this be? "

"Of course I am guilty."

The vigilante, wielding the temporarily "sanctified" Staff of Fon, stepped forward and engaged in combat with Remonia, who was dragging her sword.

The parrying of the blade made him feel a heavy weight pressing down on him, but the monk's staff deflected the crimson greatsword, and amidst the burst of holy light like a solar corona, Diakum shouted:
"But you shouldn't be judging me! Demon Sword, it would be more appropriate for your master to come in person."

"Arrogance! Disregard for judgment, your crime is compounded!"

The Demon Sword Maiden roared.

As if by law, his words became law, and the "weight" on Diakum's body doubled as he charged forward, like invisible shackles binding his limbs. He channeled holy light, transforming into the Radiant Holy Spirit to resist the pressure, and used the Staff of Fortune to unleash the Sword Technique of the Destroyer, knocking Remonia back several steps.

The immense pressure stimulated Diakum's holy power, causing the holy light to burn even more intensely than usual. The mysterious "Radiant Sun" technique was reactivated, and this time it took effect even faster!
It seems that Diakum's Holy Light is gradually adapting to this power due to the repeated activation of the Arcane Arts, and his Holy Light is undergoing a wondrous change as a result.

The legacy of the Sun God is clearly meant to counteract the immense pressure on Dick.

But if that is truly a tangible "sin," then Diakum clearly does not accept such a judgment.

This resistance was immediately detected by the sword maiden, and a sinister smile, as if to say, "Little Blackie, I've got your chicken leg caught, haven't I?" appeared on her pretty face as she declared her verdict:
"Resisting arrest! Violent resistance to law enforcement is a double offense!"

As soon as the sword maiden finished speaking, the "punishment" on Diakum doubled again.

This time, even the protective light of the Holy Spirit began to flicker, and the little angels cried out for the first time since their birth. As part of Diakum, they too were enduring the judgment of this great power.

The fact that this thing could ignore Force interference and take effect directly made the Vigilant hesitant. He took a few steps back and erected a barrier of divine law in an attempt to hinder the crazy swordswoman in front of him.

As a result, the other party seized on the mistake.

"No interference with the trial! Silence!"

The sword maiden swung her hand forward fiercely, and the newly raised barrier of laws vanished instantly as if there was a malfunction.

The scene of tearing up the law left the vigilant dumbfounded; he had actually been put into a "silent" state.
Seeing the demonic sword slashing towards the vigilant, the Thor beside him roared and swung his thunder halberd to meet it. He swept his thunder whip horizontally and forced the demonic sword back in a few moves.

Diakum finally realized what was going on.

When this demonic sword fights alone, its destructive power is reduced by more than one percent, no wonder she wanted to find someone to wield it.

Knowing that she was no match for Diakum and Thor, two "killing geniuses," in a direct confrontation, she used the power of the Pardoner belonging to Emperor Denathrius.

The core power of a lesser god clearly falls into the "conceptual" category.

As part of the laws governing the operation of all things in the world, it is normal for this rule-level "symbolic power" to be unaffected by the Force. Perhaps only concepts of the same level can contend with or weaken it.

In other words, the swordswoman Remonia has transformed from a "numerical monster" into a "mechanical monster".

Since it's a certain mechanism, to break it you have to go through it. At the very least, you need to know the BOSS's skills and timeline to plan your tactics, right?

So Diakum didn't rush forward recklessly. Instead, he transformed into a healer on the spot, taking out his most treasured Eye of Sargeras from his bag with his left hand as he prepared to use this thing that could destroy the continental shelf in one blow. With his other hand, he cast Divine Decree: Healing on the charging Thor.

The wound inflicted by the demonic sword was healed, and the subsequent burst of holy light amplified Thor's destructive power, especially after Diakum cast a "Divine Decree: Energy Infusion" on Thor, causing a burst of lightning to encircle his body.

The blinding lightning whip in his hand swung around like a farmer taking a driving test, creating afterimages.

The destructive power of the lightning whip lashed outwards, causing the sword maiden to howl as she gracefully retreated to dodge. As she wielded her demonic sword to shatter the lightning, she raised her hand and declared in judgment:
"Arrogant conqueror, you have blood on your hands, yet you still do not repent?"

"buzz"

Crimson light surged from beneath Thor's feet, gripping his legs and piercing his flesh, rendering him completely immobile through the torment of his soul.

Remonia strode closer, wielding her greatsword. This crazed swordswoman, at this moment, spoke like a stern female judge:

"You betrayed your duty and attacked your own creator; you were filled with greed and seized power that did not belong to you; you were unrestrained and used what you were protecting to start a war!"

Your evil deeds are countless; the blood of your own people overflows the mountains and rivers, and the tears of foreigners write of humiliation.

You have no remorse, colluding with foreign powers to plot for great strength, transgressing the rules, and coveting the divine artifacts. Though you die, your sins are unforgivable! The great Pardoner, mindful of your lofty aspirations, bestows upon you the glory of repentance, yet you discard it like worn-out shoes.

Disrespect for the Lord! This is an even greater sin!
The declaration of guilt is over; the sentencing begins!

Sword Maiden raised her left hand, and the crimson light surrounding Thor transformed into shackles, lifting him from the ground into the air. The Heart of Thunder pulsed wildly, causing blinding lightning to surge and struggle against this binding force.

But the extraordinary energy from the Titan Guardians is utterly insignificant compared to the judgmental power of an Eternal.

He was powerless to break the crimson chains of sin that bound him, and could only watch in resentment as the mad swordswoman raised her giant blade with her right hand.

On the sword, which was enveloped in a cold light, Thor could vaguely see a white-haired, two-horned eternal being of death within His luxurious tower, smiling as He raised a crimson goblet toward him.

He was elegant and graceful, like a being sitting high in the heavens, as if bidding farewell to mortals, or as if lamenting that a soul brimming with inner energy was about to fall into the desolate state of judgment.

"In the name of the pardoner, you shall fall into the abyss! You shall be punished for eternity, until the day your grieved soul turns into cold, desolate darkness."

The demonic sword was raised, then annihilated everything in its path.

"boom"

The blades collided with the protective blessing of holy light, pausing for a moment before the execution was completed. Thor was sent flying, crashing into the wall in a sorry state.

But he was not banished from the Abyss.

The vigilante's raised hand still shone with intense holy light. He withdrew the Eye of Sargeras from his grasp and intervened in the trial.

The price was that he himself was dragged into the crimson light that shimmered from beneath his feet.

A force called "blood debt" bound him.

Just like Thor before, no matter how bright the holy light shone, he could not break free from the pull of the chain of sins.

He was also lifted into the air, and amidst the commotion of the mad swordswoman dragging her demonic sword as she strode towards him with maniacal laughter, Diakum calmly looked at this "judge".

In just a few seconds, Thor helped him go through the "mechanism," allowing him to understand how the power of Remonia, this mechanic-obsessed monster, works.

If all of this is being conducted as a trial, then the best way to avoid being harmed is to complete it. If Denathrius truly represents the "final judgment" that all things must face at the end of time, then one should not resist it.

If you truly believe that everything you do represents justice.

One will abide by the rules, provided they are truly fair. Conversely, if the rules used for judgment are inherently unfair, then rising up in resistance becomes the only solution to break the ritual.

"Come, judge me."

The vigilant did not struggle.

It even deliberately withdrew its holy light, calming the little golden angels down.

This reaction caused the Demon Sword Maiden's blood-red eyes to twitch violently, and it made Diakum's lips curl into a smile. Hmm, it seems he guessed right.

"You defy fate, that's rebellion!"

The swordswoman gave a somewhat weak rebuke, but Diakum blinked and, like Phoenix Wright seizing an opening in his opponent's defenses, retorted with full force:

"objection!
You yourself just said that the so-called 'fate' is nothing but a conspiracy woven by your master. The only thing I am not obeying is the arrogant ambition of Emperor Denathrius.

When did the ambition of the eternal being of death become a fate that all living beings must accept and submit to?

Your master is so arrogant, claiming to be destiny itself. He is so powerful, does the 'Firstborn' who created Him know this?

Judge, I'm starting to doubt your professionalism.

"click"

The scarlet chains binding Diakum rattled, and the force pulling on him lessened slightly.

The sword maiden became enraged.

She seemed to be able to see through the scarlet chains binding Diakum's entire life, and after a moment, she shouted:

"You slaughtered orcs, turning Draenor into a river of blood, and order was lost!"

"Objection! The orcs had already drunk the demon blood and transformed into fel thugs. By the time I led the Kourei Alliance in a counterattack, the war launched by the greenskins had completely disrupted the order."

That was not an evil massacre, but a righteous resistance!

Even the Greenskin Warchief Orgrim Doomhammer admitted this: they were the true culprits who started the war. If the good guys don't resist, are they supposed to just close their eyes and wait to die through non-violent non-cooperation?

"click"

The scarlet chains loosened a little more.

Sword Maiden was now truly anxious.

Her voice became shrill as she made her third accusation:

"You allowed the evil orcs to invade Stormwind Kingdom and watched as the Eastern Continent was devastated. You could have intervened, but you didn't! You have committed the crime of indifference."

"Objection! Humans are capable of handling the Greenskin invasion, and Stormwind Kingdom was not defeated by the Greenskins. I did not participate in the war, but I have been secretly helping them, assisting them to victory in my own way."

It's a virtue to mind your own business.

Moreover, on the final night of the Battle of Stormwind, I led the spirits of the ancient warriors back to the battlefield. On that night, I saved ten times more lives than your master has truly saved in the past thousand years!

"click"

The scarlet chains loosened for the third time.

This time, the force was not as obvious as the previous two, indicating that the power of forgiveness deemed Diakum's rebuttal insufficient, but his actions were indeed innocent.

The demon sword hesitated.

She had only one last chance to pronounce the sentence, and if she couldn't nail Diakum to the pillar of sin this time, the sentence could not be completed.

If she were to be "released in court," it wouldn't just be her face that would be lost, but rather a slap in the backside of Emperor Denathrius. Uh, his dignity.

"Ugh"

A helpless sigh quietly rang out, causing the scratching-headed Sword Maiden to suddenly listen intently. It seemed to be "off-field support." A moment later, the Sword Maiden grinned, revealing a wicked smile.

She raised her finger with great authority and declared:

"You, Diakmazitz the Vigilant, a saint appointed by the Holy Light, disobey the commandments, lead a chaotic private life, maintain improper relationships with three single women for a long time, and often gather in groups to commit the depraved acts of the three of you!"
Is this really something a pure and ascetic believer should do?

You are the spiritual leader of the Lightforged Chapter!

Don't you feel ashamed?

"Uh"

This verdict left Dick completely bewildered.

He had thought that the silly swordswoman, who had received off-field support, would use the matter of the Green Dragon Queen Ysera to judge him, which was indeed something Dick felt guilty about.

But then he thought, the victim had already forgiven him, so even if he were to be sentenced, he should be given a lenient sentence. On the contrary, it was this sword girl's seemingly outrageous accusation that left Diakum speechless.

Wow, that Emperor Denathrius is truly a master at manipulating the law.

He knew that the Sword Maiden couldn't banish the Vigilant to the Maw, and since both offenses would result in minor injuries, it was better to choose a crime that would cause the greatest emotional damage to Dick.

To put it simply, I can't punish you severely, but I can give you a job.

Your Majesty, you're quite the entertainer yourself!
"In the name of the Pardoner, I pronounce judgment!"

As the crimson chains tightened once more, the sword maiden raised her demonic sword and shouted:
"You will be punished to purify your mind and desires, and cut off all lustful thoughts. You must be pure of the six senses before you can preach the righteous path! Diakum, bear with it, it will hurt! And under this punishment, your ridiculous limb regeneration will not be healed."

"Ha, a holy eunuch is about to be born! This is more painful than killing you!"

"That depends on whether your trial can be completed first."

Dick sighed and said:
"Are you addicted to being a judge? Don't you even count how long you've spent on it?"

"Ok?"

Sword Maiden's eyes widened, and then the heavily injured but now rising Thor gathered his power and wrapped his body with a lightning whip. In the massive burst of lightning, all the energy of the Heart of Thunder was forced out.

Diakum could even hear the Heart of Thunder pounding wildly in Thor's chest. The extreme burst of that power was filled with the restraint and condemnation of arcane power, causing Remonia to cry out in pain.

But this power was not enough to defeat her.

Just as she was about to break free, Thor pounced on her, opened his arms, and bound the crazy swordswoman in his embrace, making her kick her legs off the ground.

Beneath the death rift washed over by Titan energy, amidst an explosion of amber magic, a white-haired elf erected a magical shield, protecting a group of pale-faced individuals as they were teleported out of the energy well.

The demon sword's eyes widened, and the Heart of Azeroth in Aegwynn's hand shone with energy.

That was the wrath of Mother World. Faced with the culprit who had bled her for ten thousand years and was stuck in her heart, the Supreme Star Soul showed no mercy.

Using the Heart of Azeroth as a medium, she unleashed her "Fist of Retribution" amidst the release of Aegwynn's power.

"boom"

The burst of primordial power caused the entire Naraksha engine to vibrate, and Diakum's crimson chains shattered in the tremor.

The absolution ceremony was interrupted, and when Dick landed and burst into holy light to rush towards the demon sword to complete "holy revenge," he was filled with gratitude that his holy spear could still be preserved.

The demonic sword, struck by the power of the world, wailed in agony, but the next second, a giant of golden holy light appeared, carrying the tattered Ashbringer, to seek "revenge" on her. The radiance was erupting, and the light and heat, like that of a dim star, were concentrated on the blade.

The molten lava dripped from the high temperature, and the wielding of that sharp blade was more like a judgment than her previous affected manner!

Remonia let out a scream, but the holy blade unleashed by the Vigilant was already brimming with fury.

The Ashbringer is roaring too!
This loyal weapon, almost completely shattered by Remonia, was reduced to a small blade, but it could still withstand the power from its master, vowing to repay the humiliation tenfold.

"boom"

In the second roar of the Radiant Sun's eruption, Remonia's avatar was shattered.

She dashed out of the blast zone in a frantic rush, her pearl-handled sword hilt, severed by the Ashbringer, broke off and fell to the ground.

Emperor Denathrius's sword transformed into a streak of red light, hurtling towards the Death Rift that was about to close amidst the onslaught of Titan energy.

The seal that had stood for millennia has been broken, and the rift has been reconnected in the Shadowlands.

She wants to return to her master's hands!

But the white-haired female elf stared at her with a cold expression.

The instant the demonic sword flew towards her, she raised her hand and, as easily as swatting a fly, caught it with a magical hand trick.

Remonia screamed as she struggled:

"Trial begins. Violent resistance to law enforcement and assault on the judge—your crimes are compounded."

“In my territory, all things should obey the Queen’s decrees, so what right do you have to judge me? And what wrong do you think I have committed?”

Arrogant!

"How dare you imply that your supreme empress is wrong?"

The female elf spoke in a hoarse voice.

The crimson chains binding the sinner were shattered before they could take shape, turning into crimson specks of light that scattered along the edge of her waist-length white hair.

The demonic sword howled.

The voice was filled with fear, and then she heard the mean-spirited elf question:

"Furthermore, when did I ever allow you to use my face and body as material for your avatar? You have offended Azshara's reputation and damaged the image of the Supreme Queen in the hearts of her subjects. Your crime is unforgivable!"
Demon sword, I sentence you to be the Queen's prisoner!
"A lifetime sentence!"

"Oh, it's you."

As Diakum bent down to pick up Remonia's pearl-studded sword hilt, he suddenly realized why the sword maiden's face and body looked so familiar.

Isn't that just a short-haired version of "Aisharuo"?

Tsk, as expected of the "Light of Light," even the crazy sword girl from the Eternal One thinks this face is beautiful enough, and secretly has the idea of ​​imitating it.

But let's be honest, Your Majesty, you caused such a huge commotion ten thousand years ago that you almost destroyed the entire world. Even after all that, do you still think you're perfect?

That's enough!

Ps:

There will be an extra 3+5 chapters tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)