Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 445, Question 54: If you can't speak to the heart, then what's the point of saying it?

The Palace of Thor holds many secrets, not just anecdotes about the Mogu working on "reverse Titan technology" or raising "wild phoenixes."

The greatest secret of Thunder Island is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Prime Minister Ugu and the loyal Shanze tribe have guarded this place for ten thousand years to ensure that the secret will not be known to the world.

At this moment, Thor's good friend, the teleporter Ugg, personally led the way with a lantern of "eternal fire," and a group of people led by Diakum followed him through the desolate and cold underground tunnel.

The majestic and powerful Iron Dome General, along with his three royal scale-headed beast, guarded the entrance. Anyone who approached without permission would be mercilessly executed.

The two Mogu Queens followed behind the group.

Judging from the unique Mogu assassination fans in their hands, it's clear that if anything goes wrong, they might have to take on the role of "executioners."

But not everyone is qualified to follow the watchmen to see the secrets buried here.

This group consists of leaders and representatives of various races.

Zhu Talan's situation is understandable. Old Chen is the temporary head of the Lost Isle and can also be considered a faction leader. It makes sense that the temple of the Four Celestials would send someone to check, since the peace between the Pandaren and the Mogu will still need to be mediated and maintained by them.

But can someone like Brian Bronzebeard be considered a faction leader?

"So, if I had a choice, I'd rather have McGonagall come!"

The old dwarf, holding his pet monkey, muttered a complaint:

"I do enjoy exploring the secrets of the world, but this one... oh my, it seems a bit too big. It's probably not something an explorer like me can handle."

"quiet!"

Aegwynn glared at Brian Bronzebeard and snapped:

"Take your eyes and ears with you, but keep your mouth out. Everything you see here, you can only tell Magni Bronzebeard when you get back. If you dare to tell a second person, a savior will knock on your window in the middle of the night."

"What merit do we dwarves have?"

Brian sighed and said:

"I feel like I've been tricked into getting on a pirate ship, and it's probably too late to jump ship now, right?"

"Don't underestimate yourself. Dwarves have a pretty important position in the Titan Guardian system."

Diakum explained:
"It is said that Ulduar, the Titan city in Northrend, has been sealed off for tens of thousands of years. Only a few mysterious 'earthlings' can freely enter and leave. The reason you have come to see these world secrets is to persuade you to stand on the right side."

After all, contacting the Earth Spirit is something you guys should do.

Those were your ancestors.

Earth spirits' ability to move freely beneath the earth grants them exceptional stealth capabilities. Aegwynn has searched for them at Storm Peaks several times, but the earth spirits refuse to see her.

"Oh, so you mean I haven't even had time to rest since leaving Pandaria, and I'm already going back to Northrend?"

Brian stroked his beard and said:
"I'm not against business trips, but isn't this a bit too frequent? I think what I've experienced in Pandaria is already very exciting; now I just want to..."

"Shut up! We're almost there."

Aegwynn smacked Brian on the head with the Staff of Elune, silencing the noisy fellow.

He and his pet monkey, Grib, stared wide-eyed, trying to see what lay at the end of the dark tunnel. But the darkness was clearly a magical effect, impossible to discern with mere sight.

Only the eternally burning lantern in the hands of Prime Minister Ugu could illuminate the black mist and guide everyone to walk quietly forward.

Soon, a huge archway appeared before them, with two exquisitely carved Mogu stone giants holding giant blades guarding the sides. As Prime Minister Ugu raised his lantern, the stone giants reached out and pushed open the gate.

"Using two demigod constructs to guard the gate?"

The twins whispered:
"Who exactly is being held inside? Why is Thor so cautious?"

Diakum did not answer. Instead, he stepped past Ugu and was the first to enter the ancient prison before him. He raised his hand and exchanged a ball of holy light that flew into the sky, illuminating the darkness and exposing the giant bound by lightning chains to everyone.

This is a kneeling giant, about ten meters tall in human form.

But this height is not a concern; for Titan Guardians, "changing size at will" is their basic ability.

What's important is the giant's appearance.

He had a signature head of messy gray hair and a unkempt beard, which made the giant look very haggard.

He had a terrible scar on his eye and a wound on his heart that had not healed for thousands of years, near which one could faintly see flickering lightning.

This means that Diakum's previous judgment was correct.

Even without that thunderous heart, the giant before him is still the true "Thor".

Unlike the King of Thunder, who calls himself the "Thunder Rider," the one before him is the "Storm Guardian," personally bestowed by the Titan God of the Pantheon. Controlling the world's storms is his fundamental talent.

Prime Minister Ugu stood at the entrance with an expressionless gaze, looking at the ancient prisoner before him, who had been imprisoned here by His Majesty for ten thousand years without seeing the light of day.

This is their Mogu's "creator".

This is their god!

But the King of Thunder not only imprisoned his own god, but also seized the god's power. That's why the Thunder God called himself "the king who kills kings and the god who slays gods." That's not just boasting; he really did it.

Ugu, who witnessed that scene firsthand, is probably the only mortal among the existing Mogu who is not afraid of this giant. Even the two Mogu queens are trembling at this moment.

They feared the Creator.

"By Muradin's beard!"

The old dwarf's eyes widened at that moment, and he almost fainted on the spot.

Although he already knew that the secret here must be terrifying, seeing the Titan guardian imprisoned by mortals made the old dwarf's heart pound so hard that he felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.

The great traveler Lyran wasn't much better off than him.

Lyran is incredibly knowledgeable in the Star Sea. She has even personally entered the temples left by the Titans in other worlds and seen the Titan Guardian Giants who were killed by demons and left only as remains.

In any world, these giants are gods praised by mortals. They were created by the true gods to guard the mysteries of various parts of the starry sea, and they certainly have the right to call themselves 'gods'.

But Lyran had never seen a god so disheveled before.

She could sense that the giant before her had not only had his heart taken by Thor, but perhaps he had already collapsed before that.

Even when its heart and power were taken away, this giant probably didn't put up a fight.

The reason is simple: at that time, Thor was just an ambitious Mogu warlord. If the giants resisted, he would be instantly crushed into dust.

"Lai"

Aegwynn strode forward, grasping the Heart of Azeroth, and cried out:
"The leader of the Titan Guardians, the chief servant of the Pantheon left in Azeroth, the ruler who orchestrated the 'Age of the Guardians,' the Supreme Star-Soul you have imprisoned has sent me to raise these questions!"
After witnessing firsthand the series of tragedies and disasters caused by your internal turmoil, do you still believe that your masters can represent justice in this galaxy?

Most importantly, the Unifying Field of All Things left behind by the Titans has become a pitiful shackle, and the Supreme Star Soul needs you to dismantle it!

The giant before them remained unmoved.

His hands were bound by chains, making him appear as if he were truly dead, but the "blood" dripping from his wounds indicated that he was simply in some strange state.

“You can’t do it this way. You have to use drastic measures for people who have had a mental breakdown, such as ‘shock therapy’.”

Diakum stopped Aegwynn from asking further questions. He stepped forward, looked into the cloudy, silent eyes of "Highguard" Ra-den, and said:

The Titans are dead.

Leiden's body trembled.

"They are dead and still cannot rest in peace!"

After the Battle of Nalan, the Dark Titans captured their souls and took them to my homeland, Argus.

Sargeras had the most corrupted demon masters tear at the souls of the Titans day and night, plunging them into darkness, in order to create his own dark pantheon.

He has succeeded.

Aggramar has fallen!
The fallen Titan took Sargeras' place at the heart of Argus, executing all enemies who dared to interfere with the Dark Titans' grand scheme. But He was the first, not the last.

Diakum emphasized:
"Besides Aggramar, at least one other Titan has also been brainwashed. Perhaps when the Burning Legion launches its next major war in Azeroth, you will witness your fallen master appear here and bring merciless destruction to this world."

but.
The Titan Soul is immortal.

They might be able to return to order, but unfortunately, I, a Lightwalker, see no reason to help those arrogant true gods who call themselves 'order'.

With each word spoken by the vigilant, the imprisoned giant would raise its head slightly, until the last word was spoken, at which point Raiden had fully opened its eyes.

He stared at Diakum, his lips moved, and he said:

"Can they really still be saved?"

"I don't know." The Vigilant is a Warrior of Light.

As everyone knows, the Warrior of Light cannot lie, so he answered frankly:
“Everything I say is a lie until you try. Maybe there is hope, maybe there is no hope, but I think that the eternal peace that the children they created with their own hands give them is also a kind of happiness for them.”

I used to hate you guys!

But now that I've seen you with my own eyes, the disgust in my heart has disappeared, replaced by pity.

You believed in the order proclaimed by the Titans, yet you witnessed its collapse. You were designed to protect the world, but in the end, you almost destroyed it with your own hands. It turns out that nothing in this galaxy is eternal.

The sun will go out, the stars will be destroyed, and even the true god will die.

You are nothing but a bunch of cowards who have drawn circles around themselves.

You are, and so is Odin, who's always making a ruckus!

I suspect that when I tell him about the destruction of the Pantheon, the so-called 'Lord of War' will also become a cripple like you.

Dick took a few steps back, spread his hands, and said:

"Your heart shaped a leader like the Thunder King, and perhaps its power in his hands was ten thousand times greater than if it had remained with you. So I'm curious, what kind of miracles could Odin's heart create if it were given to some ambitious warrior?"

And so on.

Mimiron's heart could bring about a technological explosion in Azeroth; Freya's heart could create a legion of demigod druids; Hodir's heart could freeze ten million demons; Thorim's heart could recreate an even more glorious Thunder King.

Yes.

"If Thor could do it when he was a mortal, there's no reason why I, a demigod of holy light, can't do it, right?"

"you dare!"

Leiden was finally provoked.

He bared his teeth and pulled on the chains, causing the lightning-streaked shackles to shatter instantly. How could chains made by mortals bind a god?
He wasn't incapable of resisting before, he just didn't want to.

Bolts of lightning surged around Raiden's body. His shackled fingers gripped a lightning spear tightly in his hand, and electricity surged in his single eye, as if he were about to kill Diakum right there.

But the vigilant simply turned to Aegwynn and said:

"Alright, the 'shock therapy' has taken effect. Under such intense stimulation, just a little bit of just the right amount of anger will make him fully awake. All the self-destructive lying down and giving up in this world are nothing more than scars that haven't been pierced to the heart."

Everyone has something they care about; it's a pure land in their heart that cannot be desecrated in the slightest.

In short, you can talk to him now.

"You're really something, Dick."

Aegwynn exclaimed:

“I’m always amazed by your knowledge of these mysteries. You always know how to properly provoke these guys who pretend to be strong but are actually weak.”

"Perhaps it's because I've also been working hard to improve my 'taunt' skills. Of course, I can't achieve the same level of taunt as Grom Hellscream, but it's certainly enough to deal with a weak-willed guardian."

Dick shrugged and said:
“You see, he didn’t even dare share this terrible news with his brothers and sisters, fearing they would break down like him. But Raiden didn’t know that it was his disappearance that directly triggered the chaos in Ulduar.”

You didn't know that, did you?

The vigilant looked back at the furious Leiden and said:

Sif is dead!
The lesser guardian who wavered between the two guardians and seemed to be overly emotional was killed by Loken himself. The infatuated Thorim was instigated to start the war of the giants, which triggered the 'War of Mightydon' and completely buried the era of the guardians.

He chose self-exile, just like you.

Mimiron went mad, Freya went insane, Hodir froze himself, and the prisoners who should have been imprisoned by you escaped one after another.

提尔
Tyre is the biggest victim of your dereliction of duty.

He died at the hands of Yogg-Saron's minions; the most righteous guardian was driven to his death by his own brother.

Of course, his heart died before he committed suicide.

Just like you.

The arrogant Odin was betrayed by Hela. The golden fortress has floated in the sky for tens of thousands of years. The most warlike guardian has become the most pitiful prisoner. The brothers and sisters you wanted to protect have long since fallen into disaster.

all of these.
It's all because you're not here!
After the Titans were killed, and after the cosmic order they had created completely collapsed, the order of this world, the order you maintained, was also shattered by your own hands.

As it turns out, those who loudly proclaim the importance of order are precisely the ones who care the least about it.

So, noble Raiden, why don't you look back and see what you, the Storm Guardian, have been protecting?
You can't protect your master, you can't protect the rules your master left behind, and you can't protect your brothers and sisters. You can't even protect yourself!
You're such a loser.

"puff"

Although no actual arrow pierced his chest, everyone present at that moment seemed to hear the arrow of despair shot by the Vigilante himself, tearing Raiden's already exhausted mind to shreds.

The giant retreated.

At this moment, he no longer seemed like the invincible commander who had once defeated the ancient gods and sealed the elemental lords.

At that moment, he was like a farmer surrounded by wild beasts.

He retreated to the wall, and the thunder spear in his hand vanished with a bang.

"Aren't you being a little too harsh on him?"

Both of them found it hard to listen, and Aurecis whispered:
"You've been far too vicious today."

"The fact that I didn't rush up and stab him a few times shows that I'm very calm. You know, the wild nature has given me the identity of 'enemy of the Titans'."

The vigilant said:

"I have to live up to my own position."

"Alright, Raiden, you already know the current situation. As the leader of the Guardians and the designer and maker of the Naraksha Engine, you must know how to remove that thing harmlessly."

Aegwynn took control of the situation.

She told the Guardians about what had happened in Pandaria over the past ten thousand years, saying:
"Although the Death Rift has been sealed, the existence of the Naraksha Engine has proven to be an unstable factor, as have the other All Things Unified Field Nodes. We must shut them down and remove them to unlock the shackles on the Star Soul."

Your masters are no longer able to protect Azeroth; it is time to release the World Mother and let her protect herself.

If you have even a shred of reason left, you should help us.

We'll be going to Ulduar later!
We need to take down that Titan City and its dark prisoners. You can come with us if you'd like.

The Supreme Star Soul once hated you jailers, but what's done is done, and punishing you won't change what has already happened.

Therefore, Mother World promises you that after the unifying field of all things is opened, you are free to go to the sea of ​​stars, to find your master or to do something else, it is up to you.

If you are willing to stay.

We would welcome those who wish to become true guardians of the world, like Azadas and Elonaya.

"I"

Under the varied gazes of the mortals, Leiden whispered:

“I want to save the immortal souls of the Titans. Perhaps the Age of Order has collapsed, but this galaxy needs them. If they are lost in the realm of fel energy, the power of arcane magic will continue to weaken.”

The six fundamental forces are the foundation!

Once complete imbalance occurs, the material universe is finished.

Aegwynn and Diakum exchanged a glance, then the Star Soul Spokesperson nodded and said:

"Yes, we have a similar plan. After all, if that corrupted Titan really arrives in Azeroth, we will still need all available resources to stop and kill him. After the corruption dissipates, perhaps the Titan's soul can be awakened."

But before that, you must come with me to see the Soul of the World!

She tossed the chain around her waist to Leiden and said:

"Take him with you. Go see the Star Soul Lord, whom you've imprisoned for so many years, as a prisoner. I don't know what the Star Soul Lord wants to hear from you, but you'd better prepare an apology."

"and many more!"

At this moment, the Dark Prophet Zul stepped forward, bowed to Ra-den, and said loudly:
"As for Uldir, the Zandalari trolls have been guarding that dangerous Titan ruin for over ten thousand years. In recent years, it has become increasingly unstable, with the 'evil god' suppressed within roaring in the blood plague every midnight."

Gauthorn.
The shadow that has shrouded the troll empire for tens of thousands of years has devoured countless lives, and it is your responsibility to help us deal with it.

I need a clear answer today!

"Leyden, that's the trouble your brothers and sisters caused! Aren't you going to do anything about it?!"

(End of this chapter)