Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 45 44. The Saint Smiles in the Light, the Warrior Sleeps in the Dream [Updated 3/50]

(Additional update for the "Frostfang Claw" brothers [3/10])
"What's going on? What happened? Why is the access to the navigation station blocked?"

A lot of people gathered in the starship square of the Genedar, even some civilians were alarmed. Everyone gathered here and discussed the strange phenomenon that had just happened. Faria, who was on duty, was watching the excitement when she was "questioned three times in a row" by a voice behind her.

The Holy Light Warrior, who had just finished his daily training, turned around and saw Captain Nari, and explained in a low voice:

"Just now, a strange holy light erupted from the navigation station, alarming the Chosen of Holy Light to come and investigate. Some civilians strolling around here also saw the light. They stubbornly believed that it must be some kind of 'miracle'."

"what?"

Nellie was confused.

She looked towards the navigation station in surprise. It had been blocked. The crystal gate had fallen, preventing the light from shining into the square. So she asked doubtfully:
"What kind of light could be considered a miracle by ordinary people? We all experienced the fall of Argus, even though it happened four months ago. But my point is, we eredar have experienced it all. How could we be so easily bewitched by a ball of light?"

"Because it's not just any Holy Light, Lady Naielle. Also, we should call ourselves 'Draenei' now."

Faria first corrected Captain Nari's mistake in addressing her, and then explained to her with a beaming expression:
"I arrived late and only saw the final changes in the light. But when I heard the description from a civilian who happened to be there at the time, she said she saw with her own eyes the morning light, which was like the rising sun. It made her and her children feel as if they had returned home in a trance, as if they were watching the dawn.

The light felt warm on my body, and it was completely unlike the traditional form of holy light.

And that beam of light will change.

At least when I came here, it had transformed from the gentle morning light into the blazing sunlight in the sky. It was so hot that it seemed to dispel all shadows and give courage to the people's hearts, inspiring their will. Even the injured patients felt their injuries getting better here.
Well, of course, I think it's more psychological.

In short, this beam of light is very strange!
No one thought that it was the holy light emitted by the Naaru. His Majesty K'ure was also surprised that it was it that ordered the blocking of the navigation station.

Now the Great Prophet Velen has rushed over, perhaps he can discover the mystery."

"But besides the Naaru, the only thing left on the navigation platform is the Crown of the Ruler relic we took away, and that thing doesn't glow."

Nari said in surprise:

"Could it be something else? Speaking of which, according to regulations, useless things cannot be stored in such an important place as the navigation station. Apart from Naaru, there is nothing good there! Come quickly!"

Nari was startled and immediately pushed through the crowd and rushed forward. Fariya also reacted and followed with her spear.

Besides Naaru, the only thing that glows on the navigation platform is Brigadier General Diakum's coffin!

Oh, by the way, according to the instructions issued by the two Grand Archons, Viren and Hatton, more than three months ago, Brigadier General Diakum’s official titles should now be “Saint” and “Vigilant”.

The veterans of the Hand of Argus had no objection to this honorific title. They even felt that giving Brigadier General Diakum only the title of Saint for his achievements was suspected of "official suppression." However, considering Lord Dick's current state of "neither life nor death," they would not be able to use more power even if he was given more power.

The common people thought that this imperial decree was very good!
Especially those civilians who were rescued by Brigadier General Diakum in Mac'are, they really regarded Diakum's coffin as a "holy relic".

On the prayer days every month, many people go to the navigation tower to see the holy relics.

But the navigation station is the most important area of the spacecraft after all, so it is not convenient to open it every month. Therefore, Vilen and Hutton are planning to use rocks to build a sculpture of Dick in the "city square" on the lower level of the starship when the spacecraft docks at a planet to replenish supplies next time, and to re-polish the "holy coffin".

Nari, relying on her status as a Ranger Commander, had successfully entered the sealed navigation station, but upon entering, she was paralyzed. It turned out the civilians in the square hadn't lied; the entire navigation station was engulfed in the light emanating from Dick's coffin.

And unlike the scorching sunlight that Faria described, the light at this time had transformed into a crimson orange light like a sunset glow.

That light truly wasn't as unique as holy light, but rather possessed the gentle, natural beauty expected of natural light. While the energy contained within it could be clearly sensed, at first glance, it resembled nothing so much as a magnificent sunset glow.

Well, according to its changing pattern, it should be called "Dusk Light".

Naili walked forward in the warm light with a hint of evening chill. She saw that all the senior starship officials, including Velen, Hatton, Cavalry Commander Jaid, and Spellcaster Commander Gemini, were already there.

Everyone gathered around the coffin in silence, even the Prophet Velen looked helpless.

"So, what's going on? Why is his coffin suddenly glowing?"

Nari stepped forward and asked with a hint of unconcealed anticipation:

"So, is Dick waking up?"

"No, not really."

The twins shook their heads regretfully and said:

"We just checked the Brigadier General's physical condition. His torso is still incomplete and encased in Naaru crystals. He shows no signs of waking up, but this sudden light is truly inexplicable."

"This is the power of Holy Light!"

Velen turned the Heart of Argus pendant in his hand and said in a deep voice:
"I've discussed this with the three Naaru Lords and tested it with the same holy light. We can now confirm that this beam of light is a variant of the power of the Holy Light. According to the Naaru, this likely stems from the natural transformation of the Holy Light Force into the material world, a highly advanced technique.

The three different lights of dawn, scorching sun and dusk carry different concepts and power effects. The Naaru believe that this is the blessing of the Holy Light Force for the miraculous deeds performed by Diakum.

They believe it is the Holy Light Force healing our saint.

However, it is currently uncertain whether these lights shining from Diakum to other people will produce any strange effects, so Hatton and I are hesitating whether to move Dick's coffin to the warehouse?
We must at least wait until this light stabilizes before making other plans."

"I think this might be the guidance of the Holy Light?"

Fariya leaned on her spear, feeling the dusk light that she had not felt for four months. She felt that the depression she had accumulated while sailing in the starry sea seemed to have dissipated a little in this special light.

She whispered to the people around her:

"Perhaps the Holy Light saw that we were bound to be in a long period of exile, and therefore specially bestowed upon Commodore Dick this power, allowing him to become the 'simulated sun' on the Genedar?
If we place Commodore Dick at the highest point in the middle of the starship, does that mean that our people can still feel the comfort of dawn, sun, and dusk during their long exile?

The vast expanse of the starry sea, surrounded by perpetual darkness, has somewhat suffocated the people. Furthermore, the constant illumination of the starships has caused everyone to lose track of time, even though we, the Eredar, are immortal and don't pay much attention to the passage of time.

"So, you're saying we should hang Brigadier General Diakum in the sky and use him as a lighting fixture?"

The twins looked at each other, and Sarolas said fiercely:
"Aren't you being a bit too pragmatic?"

"On top of that, these beams change so frequently."

Orestes shook her head and said:
"They can't guarantee stable illumination, and the duration varies. I mean, why not put them in the warehouse and observe for a while. If it's truly the blessing of the Holy Light that allows the Genedar to have natural light, then it's not too late to make a decision."

"However, the change in light does look like a complete cycle of a natural light source."

Weiren glanced at Faria with a strange look in his eyes, and he thought:
"If we truly regard it as a blessing from the Holy Light, then people will be happy to accept this natural way. Most importantly, with the illumination of these light sources, the energy loss of the Genedar can be reduced.

The spaceship relies entirely on the three Naaru for power, and they will get tired and exhausted, so any way they can reduce the burden is necessary."

"No! Are you really going to hang Dick up there? How can this be possible!"

Nari couldn't accept it.

She acted very excited, a stark contrast to her usual calm and competent self.

But everyone knows that there is indeed some wonderful "relationship" between this "little girl" who is over a hundred years old and Brigadier General Dick, so everyone can understand why she is so excited.

Ultimately, Viren and Hatton made their decision.

Dick's coffin was temporarily moved to the biological warehouse to observe the changing patterns of the light and make further judgments after it stabilizes. However, everyone gathered at the navigation station not just because of this emergency.

Velen stood in the orange sunset and said to the gathered starship management:

"Next month, we will land on a physical planet for the first time. In addition to allowing the three guardian Naaru to get enough rest, our spacecraft will also need to be supplied with necessary fresh water and food, as well as collect some local items.

Although the starship has a complete food production facility, people still need a change of taste occasionally.

His Majesty K'ure suggested that we stay on the planet called 'Shagaira' for at least three to six months to allow our people to recover some energy from the long interstellar journey.

By the way, establish a temporary contact with the rest of our people and verify whether the Burning Legion has started to pursue us.

This is very important.”

"Besides that, the invitation from the Army of Light must also be dealt with."

Archon Hatton, who was in charge of military affairs and public security, continued:

"Her Majesty Kara, who is in charge of communicating with other Naaru, informed us that the Mother of Light, Zera, will send a troop transport to the world of Shagaira to join us and take away some young and strong warriors who are willing to join the Legion of Light.

The questionnaire inside the starship has ended. Many young people are eager to join the Holy Light Army to fight against demons, and there is still anger in their hearts.

But we can't really just send a batch of new soldiers.

Therefore, I have discussed with Velen and decided to select a team of high-ranking garrison officers with combat experience to serve as commanders of the new recruits. Ms. Faria, are you and your team willing to take on such a responsibility?

"Us?"

Faria was stunned for a moment, then said hesitantly:

“I have to consult the other four, but personally, every time I fall asleep in these four months, I recall the war years on Argus.

You are right!
There's a fire burning within me, and until I slay enough demons, it will only grow stronger. If the Legion of Light truly lives up to its founding promise to fight demons and save the worlds, then I'm willing to join it.

Perhaps I cannot accomplish truly great deeds like Lord Dick, but I still hope that the tragedy of the Eredar will not happen to others.

The devil is our common enemy!"

"Very good, then please discuss this with your companions. There is no need to rush to give us an answer. There is still plenty of time."

Hatton nodded and looked at the twins again.

他 说:

"The Mother of Holy Light, Zera, still needs sufficiently elite spellcasters under her command, and the original Naaru, who is proficient in prophecy, has clearly stated that she hopes that the two of you will go to the Storm Fortress starship to serve as the spellcaster commanders of the Holy Light Army."

"The two of us?"

The twins held each other's hands in surprise and said:

"We admit that we do have some talent, but we are too young. Can we really take on such a heavy responsibility? And to be honest, we two sisters are not interested in the teachings of the Holy Light!
Lord Dick once commented that our talents were meant to follow the path of the arcane. I don't know if he was joking, but he also said that we were both equally gifted in the ways of warlocks. But how could we possibly follow the path of fel power after forging a mortal feud with demons?

"No, children, it is necessary to study the way of the sorcerer."

Velen, who was once a master of arcane magic, spoke up at this moment to persuade:

"If we don't understand our enemy, then we won't be able to gain an advantage in the upcoming war. Although the path of warlocks carries the risk of bewitching, evil, and corruption, the spellcasters among us must make certain sacrifices for it.

As for why Ms. Zera specifically invited you two, I do have some ideas."

The prophet smiled with some regret and loneliness, and said softly:
"Because you two are the ones who defied fate and succeeded, you know? In the dark prophecy about Kil'jaeden that I once saw, you two stood beside my brother in the form of the hideous Man'ari.

You are his adjutants.

That means that in your original destiny, you would also become members of the Burning Legion, and even hold high positions.

Children, your destiny has been changed silently. Ms. Zera is a more outstanding prophet than me. She must have been involved in the future that I can see. Therefore, it is not surprising that she is interested in you.

Your destiny has broken free from its shackles, and no one can predict your future anymore!
This means that under the guidance and training of outstanding prophets, you can achieve almost endless great things."

This explanation made the twins' eyes widen. The two ambitious people looked at each other and saw a hint of desire in each other's eyes. They would no longer walk the path of evil energy, but fate always showed extra favor to geniuses.

The starting point of a new great journey is before them.

"Two Archons, we two sisters need to seriously consider this choice."

The twins said to Viren and Hatton very seriously:
"This is a decision that concerns our future. Please allow us some time to submit our response to you."

"It should be so." Wei Lun nodded and said:

"In these dark times, we should all be more cautious in our decisions. So, Commander Nari, you..."

"I'm not going!"

Nari stroked Dick's coffin and refused decisively:

"My arrows and bullets will always fly only for my people. I don't have that much kindness and energy to share with other races. As Dick once told me, I must first become the torch of the people and lead the Draenei out of this darkness and into the dawn of the future before I am qualified to talk more."

Her voice was sonorous and powerful, representing her firm belief.

And at the moment when Naili finished speaking, the dusk in the coffin in front of her also transformed into a ray of dawn light that enveloped her.

It's like some kind of gentle response.
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"Ah, today's battle warm-up is over."

In Diakum's spiritual world, Dick, covered in wounds, stood on a "hill" made up of demon corpses. He threw the blood-stained hammer aside and looked at the light shrouded in his hands.

The professional characteristics of the Sun Herald gave him more ways to manipulate the Holy Light, allowing him to completely break free from the stereotyped habit of only being able to explode and ignite the Holy Light.

The healing dawn that pierces the darkness, the scorching sun that burns away evil, the cold dusk that pronounces judgment.
These lights with different doctrinal concepts all originate from Dick's understanding and manipulation of his own holy light.

Even better, because the Sun Herald's professional characteristics include some concepts of spellcasting, his priest skills can be perfectly integrated into the changes of the three-color light, truly allowing Dick to combine the two professional systems of garrison officer and priest into one.

But this is only the beginning.

Dick knew that it would take him a long time to complete the integration of this concept of power and use it as a stable foundation to shape his own unique fighting habits.

The most important thing is that he must hurry up and replicate the advanced skills of the two professions that have not yet been learned.

In his previous duel with Sachiel, he had already discovered his own flaws in combat skills. Compared to a garrison commander like Malderan who had solid fundamentals, his strength increased too quickly, causing his skills to lag behind.

However, the results of today's training are gratifying. His proficiency in the "Judgment" skill has finally reached the "Master" level. Although this is still not the end of the skill training, there are two levels above the Master: "Supreme" and "Flawless".

"You still have to practice!"

Dick looked at the demons he had killed at his feet. These were enemies he had faced before and were extracted from his memory. The Thirty-Day War on Argus gave Dick enough "material" to choose his opponents for himself.

If this is not enough, then in the memories of his previous life, all kinds of BOSSes are lining up waiting for him to challenge them again.

"It's decided. Tomorrow I'll try to take on 300 demons alone!"

Diakum moved his body, causing the demonic remains in the space to dissipate into gray light. He sat back on the ground, intending to recover his energy through priest meditation.

You won't die in this space.

But every time he swung his weapon, it would still consume his energy. The fatigue from the long battle forced him to enter deep meditation in order to recover faster.

He had to persist in this self-cultivation mode, not only for the purpose of increasing his strength, but also to ensure that he would not go crazy in the long period of solitude. And just as Dick entered deep meditation, in that sleep-like state, he seemed to vaguely hear the voice of "outside".

"Lord Dick, I've spoken with them. Everyone has decided to leave the Genedar and head for the Legion of Light. We haven't given up our oath to protect our people. We're going to take a more proactive stance.

You once said that the best protection is to kill your enemies before they can harm your companions.

I think what you said makes a lot of sense.

We will follow your example!

We will wear the tabard of the Army of the Light, travel between different worlds, and once again convey the wrath of the Hand of Argus to those destroyers.

We will never let you down! "

This is Fariya's voice, saying goodbye.

At this moment, Dick seemed to see the backs of the young girl he had trained and her companions carrying packages and leading a group of recruits to board the Holy Light Army's troop transport ship.

He sighed, knowing that the five strongest men had finally embarked on their own destiny of light.

He has no regrets in his heart, only blessings.

"Zera the Great Godstick!"

Dick said in his heart:

"You better take good care of my apprentices. If they're wronged in the slightest, just wait for me to wake up and tear you down!"

Then the twins' voices rang out in Dick's ears. These responses seemed to come from different times, but were disrupted so that Dick could hear them clearly.

Compared to Faria's seriousness, these two little clever kids were much more relaxed.

They said:
"Goodbye, Master Dick. We two sisters have decided to explore the most brilliant of the countless possibilities our lives hold. Master Velen said we have broken free from the shackles of fate, but we sisters know very well that all this is due to your guidance and protection.

We are grateful
If you wake up in the future, we wouldn't mind returning to your side and becoming your adjutant again, or even having a closer relationship with you.

Uh, don't get me wrong.

We sisters are single and do not intend to be burdened by the contract of marriage, nor are we prepared to raise children.

Since you have eternal life, why not enjoy it?
But if it's you and your 'Holy Spear', it's not impossible to consider maintaining it for a long time.

Hahahaha.

We need to wake up early before we get old."

With light laughter, the twins also completed their farewell to Dick, leaving Dick with a helpless look on his face.

Hey!
How could you say such dark and vulgar words in front of a pure warrior of light? You're single and you're enjoying life, but isn't this just a one-night stand?
What a pair of idiots.

"Ah, what kind of people are around me?"

Dick sighed.

But before he could regain his peace of mind, he heard Nellie's greeting again.

And it's not just one sentence,

Perhaps because Nellie did not leave the Genedar, Dick seemed to hear almost all the greetings from Nellie from different time and space in an instant, making him feel like he was in a state of "barrage protection" at this moment.

"We were attacked in Shagaila, Dick. Your suspicions about the demons proved as accurate as ever. They wouldn't let us off so easily, but we were well prepared. The demons suffered another crushing defeat there.

I have killed many high-ranking demons in your name. Even without the blessing of the world's power, I am still the most powerful ranger.

I made a vow to myself, maybe after I kill 999 demons alone, you will wake up.
You don't object, so I'll take that as your consent, Dick."

The next sentence followed closely, but with a more tired and less cheerful tone:
"999 goals achieved, but you haven't awakened. Fine, I'll extend my pledge to 9999! Okay? You can't break your promise this time, you hear me! Diakum, I really miss fighting with you. Sigh, who am I kidding?

It’s you I miss!”

Dick's heart began to beat at this moment.

He thought of that night in Krokuun. He really wanted to respond to the call from the outside world, but he couldn't, and the damn fate didn't intend for him to stay here quietly.

Then new calls continued to sound.

"I'm three hundred years old, and you're still sleeping, you bastard. I've had enough. I'll give you one more chance. You still owe me a date."

"The goal of the 9999 demons has been achieved. I'm two thousand years old, so how long do you want me to wait?"

"Alas, it's been seven thousand years since we left Argus. Our journey is much longer than Prophet Velen predicted. I almost forgot the scene of our first meeting. Diakam, will you really wake up?"

"Today is my 13,000th birthday, and I'm spending it alone, just like every other birthday. I rejected the young man's advances. He's truly wonderful in every way, but there's just one problem.

He is not you
it's a pity. "

"Ahem, I'm injured. The damned Tichondrius ambushed me and slashed me with his claws. Perhaps it was seeking revenge for the humiliation you inflicted upon it. If it weren't for the Holy Light warriors led by Admiral Sfulax risking their lives to rescue me on this battlefield, I would have been sleeping forever on that damned plant planet.

Prophet Velen said I need to rest for at least a hundred years.

fair enough.

I have more time to come here to see you every day.

Alas, I have given up counting the days. I know that one day I may die alone. I hope that your light can still shine on me at that time.

Dick, the Eredar have no concept of 'old,' but I do feel old."

"Two millennia after escaping Argus. Maraad came to see me today, and his sister said I looked like a widow. It's all your fault! I'm still single."

"Dick! It's bad, something happened. Something went wrong with Her Majesty Kara. It... It transformed into something terrible under extreme exhaustion. Her Majesty Velen fought desperately to expel it from the starship, but the Genedar suffered heavy damage as a result.

We had to make an emergency landing!

This was an unexpected fall, and we might have died in a hard landing, Dick.

I don't know if I can survive, but I know you will wake up! If I die, please remember to come to my grave to mourn this poor old woman who has remained chaste for you for more than 20,000 years.

Damn it!

All because of that unfulfilled date.

But think on the bright side, the exile is finally over. I still remember the terrible prophecy you made to me in Krokuun. I will do my best to ensure that it will not come true! I will not let my people suffer the humiliation of the demon until the day I die in battle.

dick
Wish us luck, if you can hear me."

"boom"

A loud noise prevented Dick from hearing Nellie's last words, but he guessed what the two unspoken words were. He tried his best to wake up at this moment, but then he realized that these conversations came from the distant future.

Perhaps it was because of the racial characteristics of that damn mythical creature that allowed him to hear the voice of the future in this state between life and death.

This was a good thing, as it meant the destination of this exile remained unchanged, but it was also a bad thing, as the general outline of fate remained unchanged, so Dick knew exactly what the Draenei would encounter in that fallen world.

The danger was even no less than Argus's desperate escape.

He will definitely wake up!
He must wake up before it's too late.

Dick stood up, no longer paying attention to his mental fatigue. Instead, he silently conjured up a war hammer and summoned more demons and enemies to surround him.

He started fighting again. As the hand of fate, he had to seize every minute and every second to prepare for the next "reunion", although he knew that Nari would definitely not die in the fall.
Good girl, just be patient.

When you are most desperate, your brigadier general will definitely step on the shining holy light to save you.

Until then.
I'll make up for that missed date.

May the Holy Light bless you, may the Holy Light bless my brave and enthusiastic people, may the Holy Light bless my beloved and strong companions.

If Holy Light can't do it, then I will come myself the next time I wake up!

(End of this chapter)