Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 463, Part 2. Look! The child my older cousin had before he went crazy has come looking for his family!

Aegwynn sat with a stern face, drinking tea in the living room of the "Holy Flame Abbey".

Behind her, the "Northshire Knight" Maxmiran, his face bruised and swollen from the beating, was trembling with his head down, while Miss Millie was covering her face and sobbing beside her, clearly having received a "personality-correcting slap".

These two troublemaking young people almost angered Aegwynn.

If she had woken up from that damned Diakum's mental illusion a minute later, Maximilian would have really had to try to revive her using the most romantic "knightly method," which would have been the most humiliating experience of Aegwynn's more than eight hundred years of life.

Outside the living room, the pilgrims who had been trapped in the illusion for two months were loudly reciting scriptures.

Perhaps to compensate for their emotional wounds, Diakum personally led them in a consecration ceremony and personally "blessed" the holy symbols on these guys' badges.

Although this compensation came a little late.
Every single one of these pilgrims will become a figure similar to an "ascetic" in their later lives. They have been repenting in illusions for too long, and have developed a spiritual dependence on them.

But considering that these guys really have their own sins, it's not necessarily a bad thing for them to devote themselves to their faith and go to atone for their sins through their actions.

They should really be thankful that their sins weren't capital offenses. If a truly heinous criminal had infiltrated, they would probably have been thrown into the Sea of ​​Light to feed the insects the moment they entered the illusion.

Dick was both a vigilant and a judge, and he was always very strict with sinners.

As the prayers ended, Diakum, imbued with the sacred aura of a consecrated being, entered the room. The moment he saw Aegwynn, the representative of the Star Soul stood up, crushed the cup in his hand with a snap, grabbed Sargeras' Scepter, pointed it at Diakum, and said succinctly:
"Draw your swords and let's duel!"

"There's no need for that, we didn't kiss."

Dick made a joke.

Seeing the anger in Aegwynn's eyes intensify, he waved his hand and said:
"I apologize, I was wrong, I will forget about it."

"How exactly did you bypass the World Soul's protection of my spirit and drag me into this mental illusion?"

Aegwynn stared at him and said:
"This is a terrible flaw!"

I need to know all the principles to avoid falling into this terrible situation again in the future, but theoretically, you simply can't do that!
At least within the world of Azeroth, nothing you do will escape the gaze of the StarSoul.

"Theoretically speaking, that is indeed the case."

Diakum nodded, then took out Ashbringer, stroking the magnificent blood-red pearl decoration on the hilt, and said:
"But I discovered the 'mutation' of this sword. After strengthening it with Remonia's pearl hilt, Ashbringer unexpectedly obtained a wisp of the sin and punishment essence from the Eternal Forgiveness."

That is not the complete power of death, but I can learn it and integrate it into the punitive power of the Holy Light, making it my unique 'repentance' mystery.

Because the power sample comes from the Eternals, and the Eternals possess 'true godhood,' the effective range of this profound technique is extremely exaggerated.

The vigilant guard shrugged and said to the wary Aegwynn:

"When this profound meaning is used in conjunction with the power of the heart or the power of evil, theoretically, as long as you have sins that can be judged, you cannot be exempted from the 'repentance' I impose."

Of course, this profound skill cannot be broken by external damage while it is in effect; any attack will awaken you from your repentance.

So this is a very useful control skill, but it won't be fatal, and it won't even cause you any damage.

So, here's the question, Aegwynn.
Are you guilty?

I believe I am innocent!

Aegwynn looked at the hilt of Ashbringer in Diakum's hand, but then she sighed and said:
"Unfortunately, it turns out I seem to be guilty, and deeply guilty at that. Azshara's warning was right. I must reflect on myself so that I don't follow in her footsteps."
wrong!

I'm still affected by doubts; I'm still reflecting.

"This is normal. The 'essence of repentance' doesn't dissipate so easily. For the next week, you'll have to endure this self-reflection and self-doubt, but that's not a bad thing, is it?"

Only through self-reflection can one make progress.

Dick sat down in the chair and waved his hand to cast Holy Light Healing on Maximilian and Miss Millie, healing their minor injuries.

He said in a gentle tone:
"So, Northshire Knight Maxmiran, you have proven to me through your actions over the past two months that you are a righteous person with a pure heart. You have finally defeated the dragon in my trial and gained my approval."

Would you like to join the Lightforged Chapter?

There you can find your own path to justice.

Of course, you need to rely on your own efforts to become a Legend before you are qualified to join the Warband as a Lightforged recruit.

From this day forward, you will proclaim your path of justice throughout the stars!

"Ah, supreme glory!"

Maximilian, in an exaggerated chanting tone, half-knelt on the ground, placing his hand on his heart like a baptized knight, and proclaimed:
"As you said, I will dedicate my life to upholding justice and leaving behind the legendary name of the 'Northshire Knight' in the stars. I will slay every evil dragon and save every innocent girl in distress."

Perhaps I should leave Northshire and travel the world!

"Once I become a legend, I will return here to fulfill my promise to you."

Dick nodded, presented the seemingly dim-witted but terrifyingly kind-hearted boy with a standard Lightforged longsword to him, and watched him walk out of the hall with high spirits.

Then he looked at Miss Millie and said:
"Your wines are truly delicious. As compensation for this unexpected journey, perhaps you could try to cross the Dark Portal and send Millie's wines into the world of Draenor?"

I can introduce you to a great business partner.

I heard that the merchant Dana, who once sold me weapons and armor, has made a name for herself in Draenor and is vying for the title of 'Draenor's No. 1 Merchant,' but she lacks some signature products.

She'll definitely be willing to sign a lucrative contract with you, making Millie's wine famous in another world.

"Great!"

Miss Millie, who was determined to expand and strengthen her family's wine business, pumped her fist in satisfaction, then thanked the Watcher. Under Aegwynn's cold gaze, she shrank back and ran away as if fleeing.

The vigilant waited patiently until Aegwynn had completely calmed down before putting down his teacup and speaking:

"So, let's get down to business. Has the forbidden island appeared?"

“Yes, it emerged from the edge of the mist of the Dragon Islands five days ago. I have been sending you messages asking you to go there, but you have not replied.”

Aegwynn said seriously:
"Although I have been monitoring that place, I cannot be sure if anyone else has entered it while the fog has dissipated. Your previous description was not an exaggeration; there is something extraordinary on that island."

I sensed at least one seal!
A seal related to the void, that thing is so dangerous that I feel it's troublesome, so I came here specifically to find you, but you've given me a hard time!

"Dick, tell me honestly, what have you been doing for the past two months?"

"Didn't I just say that?"

The vigilant smiled and replied:

"I created a 'third form' for myself, comprehended and used the profound meaning of 'repentance,' and incidentally studied the path of the twin of light and shadow to the next stage."

"I do not believe!"

Aegwynn shook her head and said:

“You must have done something dangerous here, such as your Holy Light turning back into the white Holy Flame it once was, but in Pandaria I clearly saw your special Holy Light transforming into the 'Radiant Sun'.”

I'm guessing you've spent the last two months researching the lineage of 'Anser, the Sun God,' haven't you?"

Diakum fell silent.

He sighed and said:

"Sigh, having a partner as insightful as you can be quite a headache sometimes."

Okay, I admit it, I did study the power of the Sun God, but I can't tell you the specifics. For the next period of time, I have to try my best to avoid entering the 'Eater of All Realms' form and avoid using 'Eclipse'.

I need to delay the outbreak of conflict as much as possible until the swarm has completed its evolution.

He paused, picked up his teacup, and said:
“Ominous messages have come from the tides of the Sea of ​​No Light. The Void Gods have begun to doubt my stance. Once they seize on something, I will instantly become the target of the Sea of ​​No Light.”

Although that doesn't represent the Void Force's attitude towards me.

But you know, walking on two Forces at the same time means I need to abide by more rules. If I really do something that harms the interests of the Void, being removed from the list or even hunted down is the end I deserve.

By then, apart from the Heart Chamber Temple, there will be no place for me in the entire star sea.

However, the saddest thing is that we both know that the outbreak of this hidden danger is only a matter of time. No matter how much I delay, one day I will definitely have to face a choice.

That choice was a 'single-choice' option.

Diakum finished his tea, gave Aegwynn a helpless smile, and sighed:

"Holy Light, or the Void? I can only choose one."

"But the moment you walk the path of 'Twin Light and Shadow,' the moment this path is recognized by both primal forces, it means that your current situation has a theoretically optimal solution!"

Aegwynn said seriously:
"So what if it's the Sun God? The Sun and the Eclipse are twins, and they are also very compatible with your path! As long as you reach the end of your path and polish it to perfection."

I know this is difficult.

But I believe you can do it, Dick.

You are not the smartest person I have ever met, but you are certainly the one most favored by the Holy Light.

This means that in certain extreme situations, you can even negotiate with the Force of the Light, just as the Dark Titans, while wielding fel energy, can still maintain their sanity.

The fel energy, which should have destroyed everything, allowed Sargeras to retain his sanity as an arcane titan!
Fel magic and reason are a paradox, but Sargeras achieved a finite balance in them. This example is extreme, but it can serve as a reference for you.

When that time comes, the Holy Light will either accept your prayer or bear the cost of losing you completely. Yes, as long as you are important enough in the light, and as long as you are powerful enough in the shadows.

"Such a blatant transaction is not the kind of choice a believer would make."

Diakum did not intend to delve deeper into this issue, but Aegwynn's answer, based on the unique insights of arcane mages, was a solution for an extreme case.

He stood up and, as he followed Aegwynn to the island, glanced at the mythical talent "Follow the Way of Nature" on the character card.

perhaps
Well, let's keep it as a backup plan in case things get irreversible.

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Forbidden Island, an island on the misty edge of the Dragon Islands.

The area here is not large, roughly the same size as the city of Dalaran, but the terrain is very complex.

The island itself is surrounded by mountains, and what's worse, the Earth Guardians used their powers to create a rather complex underground structure for this island, hidden at the "edge of the known world".

The mountains here are dotted with various underground palaces and treasure troves containing hidden items, and even some dangerous laboratories.

That's right!

This island was founded by Neltharion, the Black Dragon King before he fell from grace. It was not formed naturally, so it appeared in the world before the mists of the Dragon Islands were cleared.

But when Deathwing wasn't insane, he was known for his composure and wisdom. He and Malygos were best friends, and the two admired each other's intelligence.

Neltharion wouldn't create a useless island so casually; therefore, this forbidden island naturally harbors some "secrets" belonging to the Black Dragonflight.

"They really came!"

Aegwynn squinted, hiding in the shadows and gazing at the sky.

Two adult black dragons landed on the island one after the other, then transformed into human form and spoke as they walked along the ancient road toward the collapsed buildings deep within the island.

They weren't very familiar with the area, but they had maps to find important things.

"Do you want to get rid of it?"

Aegwynn turned to look at Diakum, who remained in the shadows, and then said in surprise:

"You can actually control shadows even in your mortal form? Is this the result of your two months of secluded training?"

"Pretty much. As my understanding of light and shadow deepens, more mysteries emerge before my eyes. I have no choice but to learn them; they will pursue my mind in the form of knowledge until I learn them."

This feeling of being chased by knowledge and forced to learn is awful.

Dick sighed and said:
"As for these two black dragons, of course they need to be dealt with, but not by us. Our target on this island is hidden in a treasure vault deep within the island."

I have already informed Onyxia.

She'll be here soon to deal with the black dragon. I promised her I'd entrust her with all matters related to it.

"But didn't you say that there was a dangerous 'dragonoid army' on the island, created by Deathwing with the power of the five dragons before he went mad?"

Aegwynn raised an eyebrow and said:
"The fact that you refer to them as a 'legion' shows that these guys are numerous and have a quality advantage. If this force is taken away by the Black Dragon, Lothar's northern expedition will be pointless."

“Indeed, Longsil is a problem that needs to be solved, but it is not something we can do.”

The vigilant explained:

"Deathwing created a mental model for Dragonshill, and these 'little dragons' will instinctively be loyal to the Dragon Aspects, since they were created to become servants of the Dragon Aspects."

They were born during the height of the 'War to Become Dragons,' and this deep-seated loyalty is difficult to erase.

The worst part is that, among the Little Dragon Man and our targets, we'll most likely only be able to take one with us.

"Ok?"

Aegwynn immediately realized what was happening.

She exclaimed:

"You mean, a 'dragon incarnate' is sealed on the forbidden island?"
It is said that in the early stages of the war, they overwhelmed the Dragon Aspects and forced Deathwing to create the Dragonshill army to deal with the war, which is enough to show that those guys were at least as powerful as the Dragon Aspects.

More importantly, compared to the guardian dragons, the World Mother clearly favors the dragons who embody the 'spirit of rebellion'.

indeed
If I had to choose between taking Dragonsil and becoming a dragon today, I would choose to become a dragon. However, Dragonsil cannot be taken by Deathwing!

"So we need to call in another group of 'outside help'."

The vigilant was clearly prepared.

He said to Aegwynn:

"Deathwing did not inform his brothers and sisters of the existence of Dragonsil, but Dragonsil is indeed a dragon servant army created for 'just purposes,' so we should notify the Dragon Aspects to come and take them in."

Although we are not friends with the guardian dragons, we are at least not enemies either.

Since Dragonshill cannot follow Deathwing, let these bewildered children do what they can with the Dragon Aspects.

"Once the mists over the Dragon Islands dissipate, we'll find an opportunity to resolve the issues of Dragonshire and the Guardian Dragon Legion once and for all!"

That's a great suggestion.

Aegwynn already possessed methods to contact the Blue Dragonflight.

Although the Star Soul Spokesperson and the Guardian Dragons are not in the same faction now, Aegwynn has a pretty good personal relationship with the Blue Dragons.

As she sent a message to the Nexus, urging the Blue Dragons to come and clean up the mess left by Deathwing, she complained to Dick:
"Actually, there is an even simpler way. As you said, Deathwing created 'mind imprints' for these dragons, making them loyal to the Dragon Aspects."

This is a matter of the spiritual level.

Why don't you become a devourer of all realms and brainwash them?
Oh.

I almost forgot what you just explained, but with your current mastery of mental magic, you could probably perform a mind swap even without using the Devourer of Realms form, right?

"Yes, and it's not difficult. After all, Deathwing's control over Dragonsil was based on an 'artifact,' and that artifact was destroyed before the little dragon was sealed away."

Dick drew a triangular emblem on his chest and said:
"If my moral standards were to plummet to the level of a 'villain' in a single day, then I would indeed follow your advice and complete such a large-scale 'degradation' brainwashing."

Unfortunately, I will not allow myself to become that kind of person.

Therefore, Ms. Aegwynn, please put away your dark schemes.

My study of spiritual and mental magic is not to change other people's minds; on the contrary, it is to prevent malicious changes that could invade and alter their thoughts.

not to mention."

The vigilant glanced at the faint, hidden presences lurking in the surrounding mountains and said:
"The Dragonhills have simply lost their reason for existence, but they have a complete racial system, extremely high talent, strength and wisdom. They are fully qualified to build their own civilization, and this requires them to work together to complete it."

We cannot deprive them of this precious possibility in the name of 'for their own good,' and the Supreme Star Soul would not want to see His representatives do such a thing.

Aegwynn paused for a moment, then nodded.

She knew that Diakum was kindly reminding her to be careful about how she acted.

Given the suffering the Supreme Star Soul had endured, He would never want to see the same treatment the Titans had given Him applied to others by His own people.

Meanwhile, atop a mountain peak higher than where Diakum and Aegwynn were hiding, in a ravine, a humanoid creature with black dragon scales, humanoid form, miniature dragon wings and a long dragon tail, a miniature black dragon head, and lifelike dragon horns was lying there.

She peered down at the two strange figures below, her snake-like eyes snapping to the likes of a zoom camera as she blinked, and she could even hear their conversation.

A moment later, she returned to the shadows where she had been hiding, took out a black dragon scale, activated it, and reported back to her companions who were hiding in various parts of the island:

"This is Anbosa, the Scale Chief of the Steel Vision Camp. I am monitoring 'Intruder No. 3' and will continue to track them to confirm their purpose for arriving. Scale Chief Zakares, I want to emphasize that although we all share a bloodline affinity with black dragons, those two black dragons just now clearly showed signs of corrosive power."

For the sake of our people, I advise you to calm down and be cautious when interacting with them!
Dear Chiefs, your reply has been received!

"Black Guard Camp, Chief Asuratai, received! Activating the defensive stones throughout the island, preparing to open the barrier to seal off the intruders."

"Dark Claw Camp, Chief Shindesaysh, received! Currently defeating the Blue Dragon Guards in the Froststone Vault and taking over the Transformation Dragon Seal."

"Healing Wing Battalion, Vilidia Scale Chieftain received! Currently healing our comrades who are recovering from their injuries. In about four hours, our comrades will be fully recovered, at which time the Dragonhill Warband will be back to its peak strength."

Lin Chang Anbosha did not stop communicating; she and the other three Lin Chang were waiting for a reply from their most loyal and stubborn brother.

A few seconds later, a deep, resolute voice rang out:

"Chief of the Black Scale Camp, Sakares, received! We are surrounding Intruder Number Two, those two black dragons showing signs of corruption. I will personally execute them should they make any aggressive moves."

but.
I still believe that our 'father' Neltharion has not fallen!

I need to find out.

(End of this chapter)