Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 490, Section 29: Mother of the World: I'll pay for the upgrade!

Mordgood harbors a deep hatred for Xalatas. As a master of dark magic, her vengeful spirit warns Diakum that the black dragon mother lying in the lava represents a vicious trap.

This is indeed the case.

Aegis, acting as a raven, flew down into the scorching lava below to survey the area, and upon returning to the Watcher, gave him the same warning:

"Xalatas has trapped Sinestra in a strange ritual, with void energy from the Sea of ​​No Light constantly entering her broken and wretched body. If we don't stop it immediately, it won't be long before the Dragon Mother transforms into a terrifyingly powerful Twilight Dragon."

However, the Twilight Transformation Ritual cannot be forcibly interrupted.

I've confirmed that the spatial system in this area is extremely unstable, and it will immediately 'collapse' once we forcibly pull Hinestra out of the magma.

Daenerys Targaryen will be instantly thrown into the Sea of ​​Darkness.

This ritual was absolutely meticulously planned, Dick. The Void Herald forced us to use the most rudimentary method to rescue Sinestra.

"It's like a 'time bomb' designed specifically for me."

The Watcher chuckled, then leaped from the Great Hall of Grim Batol into the lava pool below. In this separately constructed space, his arrival quickly alerted Daenerys Targaryen.

The roar of the colossus was accompanied by tremors, which stirred up magma. A black dragon, almost the same size as the guardian dragons, crawled out of the magma.

It can be vaguely seen that it belongs to the shape of a dragon, but it is full of a "fragmented" feeling that can be seen with the naked eye.

It's not a sentimental description; the body shows "stitched" scars from being torn apart, but the craftsmanship doesn't seem to be very good. There are horrific wounds all over the body, and blood keeps dripping from those wounds that can't heal.

It has been severely corrupted by the void.

The mother of dragons's scalding blood can even reheat the surrounding magma, ensuring it never cools down. She doesn't envelop the magma to display her terror and power; perhaps it's merely a way to "relieve pain."

Diakum looked up and observed carefully.

He could confirm that most of the wounds on Sinestra's body were inflicted by another dragon, and her wings, which were broken beyond repair, also looked as if they had been forcibly torn off. Judging from the appearance alone, it was clear that this was the product of terrible torture.

Daenerys was on the verge of madness from the pain and the spiritual void. She swung her claws down at Diakum, but the Vigilant raised his hand and used holy light to restrain her.

The Divine Decree Bind transformed into golden chains, fixing them to various parts of the lava pool, pulling and restricting the Dragon Mother's claws, neck, and body, causing her to roar even more frantically. Her constant struggle caused her hot dragon blood to mix with the lava and splash out, forming lava slimes, which were then purified in place by the divine offering.

It's hard to see any rationality in this form anymore; perhaps she, like her consort Deathwing, had fallen into madness years ago.

Onyxia and Saberian also jumped down. The two black dragons, from opposing factions, stood beside the Vigilant. Their gazes toward the Dragon Queen were different, but both were filled with pity.

"As far as I remember, Lady Sinestra's injuries were not this serious. My father had been hiding her to look after the dragon eggs of the clan, and only a few people knew that she was hiding here."

She was the most corrupted ancient dragon in the Black Dragonflight, second only to Deathwing. We didn't dare approach her much before, as she was gloomy, irritable, and resistant to communicating with other black dragons.

But at least it still has the appearance of a dragon.

If she's in a good mood, she might even transform into a Quel'dorei phantom and travel the continent as the 'Countess' of the Prestor family to relax.

I saw her once in a tavern in Dalaran. She was in a good mood and even told me a joke about the 'destruction of Dalaran,' which I remember vividly.

Saberian said in a hoarse voice:
“I can actually sense that Daenerys also harbors resentment towards Deathwing. She hates that her consort turned her and her race into slaves of the Void, but like us, she is powerless to resist the Destroyer.”

I suspect Deathwing knew this, but chose to ignore it.

The Dragon Queen and the other black dragons are merely tools to achieve her goals, and the Dragon Queen's care for the dragon eggs over the years has ensured that the black dragon army is never short of manpower.

However, after Xal'atath took over the project of 'shaping the Twilight Dragons,' Daenerys's connection with the outside world was completely severed, indicating that the situation only deteriorated to this point in recent months.

Look at this complete monster; even her last shred of sanity has been drained away.

What did that damned Void Witch do to her?

Diakum did not answer.

He didn't want to reveal that terrible answer to Daenerys's daughter, but Onyxia had already sensed the abnormality of the "monster dragon" before her, especially the overly obvious stitches on its body.

Princess Black Dragon trembled, seemingly unable to believe the truth.

she says:

"She's dead?"
Do not!
She was torn apart and then stitched back together with void magic. Xal'atath turned her into a complete prison to contain the void energy that was so exaggerated that it was impossible to dispel.

"That damned thing, why does she torture my mother like this?"

"Because she needs Lady Sinestra's resilient body, which can withstand Deathwing's abuse, as it is one of the few containers in the material world that can store large amounts of void energy."

Diakum patted Onyxia on the shoulder and said:

“Aegwynn just said it’s a trap.”

Xalatas hid the Dragon Queen's soul within this stitched-up body, certain that she would not ignore this pitiful creature before her.

I will find a way to bring her back from the torment of the Void and reshape her body with the Curse of Flesh, so that she can escape the torment of the Void and return to the embrace of Mother World. Therefore, Xal'atath infused the Dragon Queen with terrifying Twilight energy and made it transform rapidly.

Therefore, there is only one way left for me to save Daenerys Targaryen.

I must enter the void form.

I must absorb all the Twilight energy within the Dragon Queen within a short period before I can begin the process of purifying her flesh and blood.

The vigilant snorted and said:
"Just like the trap that Xal'atath set for me in Quel'Thalas, the Dragon Queen was also used as a sacrifice to 'reveal' my 'true colors'."

She took advantage of my sense of morality; she was truly scheming.

"But you can't enter Voidform right now, right?"

Onyxia calmed down.

She looked at Diakum and whispered:

"You also have a secret that the void cannot know, and that secret is hidden within your void form?"

"Not really. Secrets are always hidden deeper. Simply absorbing energy is not enough for me to stand on the opposite side of the Void Lords."

Diakum stepped forward, summoning shadows to surround him. The cold entropy energy, accompanied by the flapping of dark light butterfly wings, transformed into a sweeping cold wind that encircled the scorching land. The magma beneath his feet was rapidly heated, turning into an obsidian path.

Like stepping on the sea to create a wondrous sight.

The Vigilant approached the Dragon Queen, who was bound by holy light, and casually took out the Twilight Hammer.

The black and white orb surrounding the relic spun rapidly, while the giant eye of C'Thun, sealed within its crystal hammer, rotated eerily, eventually locking onto Saberian behind it.

The black dragon, who was being targeted by Twilight's Hammer, shifted its shoulders uncomfortably.

It looked at Diakum with awe, finally understanding why Deathwing had risked ambushing Vigilantes in High Elf territory with Xal'atath.

This guy possesses awe-inspiring power in both his light and dark forms. He is currently only "powerful," but if he continues to grow, Deathwing will truly have no chance at all.

The adventure in Quel'Thalas was out of necessity! They had to eliminate Diakum before he could complete his "Ascension Again," but Deathwing chose the wrong collaborator and ended up losing everything.

"Don't absorb that energy, Diakum."

Aegwynn flew over, flapping her raven wings, and stopped her:
“Xalatas must have incorporated something strange into it. She’s trying to force you to reveal what you have to hide. I don’t think this black dragon is necessarily something we have to save.”

She had already been torn to pieces; perhaps giving her peace is the best form of salvation.

"But wouldn't that mean I admit that this predetermined fate is unchangeable? Of all the fates I've seen concerning Daenerys Targaryen, it's almost inevitable that she'll experience this calamity."

Diakum waved his hand and said:
"This concerns my moral principles. I cannot simply purify her and let her go back to her inevitable death."

Moreover, Xalatas's methods are not so perfect as to be unbreakable; there are other ways to deal with the void energy entrenched in Daenerys's body besides 'absorption and transfer'.

The most brutal clash of forces, where they cancel each other out, is also an option.

Onyxia!

"exist."

Princess Black Dragon stepped forward and heard the vigilant say to her:

"Use your Holy Light energy into your mother's body, do your best to suppress her Twilight transformation, and try your best to consume the Twilight energy in her body. The Twilight Hammer will absorb a portion of the Void Power in the same way."

"She can't do it."

Aegwynn immediately objected:

"The sheer volume of Twilight energy within Daenerys Targaryen is immense; once released, it would be enough to instantly destroy the entire Wetlands. She's essentially a 'downgraded version of Deathwing.' Xal'atath is certain that only you in the material world can handle such a massive mass of void energy; Onyxia's Holy Light simply cannot counteract such a colossal amount of void energy!"

Once she falls into a disadvantageous position, she could be quickly overwhelmed by the void, dragging her back into her fallen state.

"She really can't do it alone, so we need all the Lightforged Dragons to come together!"

Diakum turned around and unleashed the War Power: Gathering. In a flash of light, the Lightforged dragons of the Lightforged Chapter were forcibly teleported to Onyxia's side.

Princess Black Dragon is quite keen on expanding her race. Ever since she was Lightforged, she has been seizing every opportunity to capture black dragons and bring them back to Lightforge. Now, in total, there are about sixteen black dragons joining this righteous cause.

Including Hiram and Narris, who were captured on the forbidden island, this is the lineup of the "Eighteen Arhats".

Together, they form a force to be reckoned with.

"It's still not enough."

Aegwynn estimated the energy difference between the two sides, shook his head, and said:

"At least twice as much is needed to achieve an equal amount of Force. The offsetting of Forces that cancel each other out is based on the premise that the total amount is equal."

"That's your arcane understanding. We Holy Light Walkers who are into metaphysics don't talk to you about rules when we're in a state of 'idealistic burst'."

Diakum joked:
"Haven't you read my 'The Canon of Light and Shadow'? The first chapter tells you that the Holy Light is a power of the mind."

He criticized Aegwynn's "lack of knowledge," then turned to the Lightforged dragons behind him, who were staring in shock at the Mother of Dragons' tragic state, and said:
"You have embarked on the path of the Holy Light and followed Onyxia in viewing 'Lightforging' as the only way to save the fallen black dragon. For you, advancing on the path of the Holy Light is not just about purification."

So now is the time for you dragons to prove the righteousness you have chosen.

You must unite and gather your holy light within Onyxia, so that she can suppress and counteract the twilight energy within Daenerys Targaryen.

You must hold out until I have completed my reshaping of Daenerys Targaryen!

As Lady Aegwynn said, your combined Holy Light may not be enough to fight against the dangerous void that has been deliberately gathered here by evildoers. However, as long as you are steadfast enough in your righteousness and as long as you are convinced that what you are doing is to save your people, then I believe the Holy Light will help you.

You have witnessed the tragedy of Lady Hynestra; this disaster requires a miracle to quell.

She is the Dragon Mother of the Black Dragonflight, a legendary figure of your race. After you have personally saved her, we will head to the North Frontier, where we will utterly crush the nightmare shared by all black dragons in the Dragonborn Empire forged by Deathwing!

Then, Lady Hynestra, whom you personally rescued, will accompany you!

Onyxia knew this was dangerous.

Aegwynn had just clearly told her where the danger was coming from, but at this moment, the black dragon princess did not back down.

Perhaps she really was "fallen," which led her to believe that she was an ally of justice and to hold herself to a moral standard that did not belong to the Black Dragon.

Perhaps it was the return of normal human emotions and reason after leaving the shadow of the void that allowed her to rediscover her longing and care for her mother and family.

Why was she so angry when she heard that Nefarian had been transformed into a Twilight Dragon by her father? Why did she become so weak and want to cry when she saw her mother being tortured like this?

Deathwing taught them that power is everything.

But that's not the truth.

She proclaimed herself "Queen of the Lightforged Dragons" and vowed to protect her people.

She would bravely fight the thunderstorm of the Thunder-Eating Dragon for the sake of those two fools, Hiram and Naris. She practiced her righteousness through her actions and derived satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment from it.

"I will save my mother! Today, the suffering of an ancient dragon will end, and the Lightforged Dragons will welcome new brethren."

Amidst the pervasive connection of her inner power, Onyxia turned and called out to her people:

"Help me, my fellow countrymen! Lend me your holy light!"

"Go, save her! Just like you saved us, Your Highness, no, Your Majesty!"

The first to join, the black dragon Felmer, brandished his ornate dragon claws adorned with holy light gems, and shouted:

"The Holy Light commands us to save, and we must save."

"Go forth! My holy light is already scorching hot and ready to be unleashed!"

"If Deathwing is wrong, then we, the Lightforged Dragons, should prove ourselves right, and we will prove it with our actions."

"Bring the Dragon Queen back! She's so powerful, she'll surely become the Lightforged's 'wings of hope'!"

The dragons of light were filled with excitement.

Those unsettlingly righteous statements made Saberian look at these guys with a horrified expression.

Are you kidding me? You guys are Black Dragons!
Your "dangerous" remarks make me, a fallen being, feel like I've stumbled into the silver party of the Black Dragon Paladins.

How exactly did Onyxia create this group of quirky black dragons with morally upright yet wicked traits?

hiss!
Sure enough, the rumors are true!

The Lightforged Dragons replaced the curse of the Void with the fervor of the Holy Light; these beings were, in a sense, "fallen."

Holy corruption is also corruption!
I need to stay away from them to avoid being corrupted by their "righteous foolishness," or I'll go back and say something stupid that will make my followers laugh at me.

But as soon as Sabelian moved away, he saw Aegwynn wave the Heart of Azeroth in his hand at him.

This action made the black dragon bare its teeth.

Well, they just surrendered to Mother World, saying they were willing to become minions of the Supreme Star Soul, and then they backed down when they encountered trouble. What will Mother World think of them? Now is the time to win over their "united front value".

Besides, the Vigilant is still tasked with removing the Void Curse from our Black Dragon, so isn't now the perfect time to demonstrate our "repentance"?

"Sisters! Go bravely!"

Saberian adopted a posture of "I am a partner of justice," and loudly proclaimed:

"We will assist Lord Twilight Hammer in absorbing and dispelling some of the Twilight energy. The black dragon's corruption will allow us to share some of the burden with you. You must bring your mother back!"

"Your hypocrisy disgusts me, Saberian, but thanks, I owe you a favor."

Onyxia felt a chill, but ultimately did not refuse the black dragons' help.

Once both sides were ready, as Diakum used the "Curse of Flesh" ultimate technique in Void form to inflict damage on the Dragon Queen's gruesome body, the Lightforged Dragons ignited their Holy Light, converging it on the Black Dragon Princess's body. Onyxia, in Dragon form, hovered above the lava, continuously spewing Holy Flames to suppress and deplete the Twilight.

On the other side, Saberian also floated up with the help of the black dragons, gathering shadow flames in his hands to absorb and bear the twilight energy.

This scene was witnessed by Blackhorn, who was holding the Hammer of Khaz'goroth high above and keeping the underground cavern from collapsing. It even moved the emotional "Highmountain braggart".

Although the two sides were clearly from opposing camps, and could even be considered irreconcilable enemies, they were willing to work together for the noble goal of saving their compatriots. At this moment, Blackhorn seemed less resistant to his identity as a black dragon.

After all, this kind of scene is always inspiring. Who says the Black Dragon has fallen beyond redemption?
Aren't they quite united?

Even though Deathwing, the source of the corruption, has not yet fallen, changes have clearly already quietly taken place within the Black Dragonflight.

They are also trying to save themselves.

As the only pure black dragon, perhaps I should also participate in such a glorious mission.

Thinking this, Blackhorn gritted his teeth and raised the Hammer of Khaz'goroth in his hand again, allowing the power of the Titan artifact to participate in the suppression and counter-attack against the power of the void.

Even so, Onyxia is still under a lot of pressure.

Her holy breath was like a blazing fire, suppressing everything, but the twilight flames that the Dragon Queen spewed out as she raised her head countered in the opposite direction.

Golden and crimson energies clashed in the air, and the sphere of light formed by the clash of the Forces swayed back and forth, causing the destructive energy aftershocks to spread outwards, and the magma pools surged with waves like a tide.

This means that hedging is being done in a very difficult way.

"Onyxia! Move your position 7 degrees to the lower right, and always keep yourself to Daenerys's right!"

Diakum, who was undergoing flesh and blood regeneration, took a moment to make a micro-management move, and then "shocked" to find that the Black Dragon Princess was actually going head-to-head with the Dragon Queen on the left side. Wasn't she asking for a beating? Hadn't she heard of the old rule that "the left side always loses when going head-to-head"?
"My Lord, they are saving their people. The black dragons are making real changes in order to return to your embrace."

Aegwynn, holding the Heart of Azeroth from the rear, reported to the Lord as an observer:

"The Lightforged Dragons have burned with righteousness, but their strength is uneven, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will last until the end. The Black Dragons also need a little 'sweetness' to solidify their will to return to your command."

I think you should also demonstrate your power.

Let's help them.

The Star Soul Lord seemed to be thinking.

Seconds later, just as Onyxia roared, streaks of azure light surged from Aegwynn's Heart of Azeroth, wrapping around the Lightforged Dragon and the Black Dragon like threads.

The blessing of this world's great power made both of them feel a continuous flow of power surging into their bodies, and they also clearly sensed that the soul of the world was watching them.

Of course, for Azeroth, the supreme star-soul, this was merely a trivial assistance.

Isn't it just energy used for hedging?
Take it! Take it!

I have plenty of these.

As long as you are willing to be good children of this world, you can have as much power as you want!
It seems that after experiencing a painful past and a period of reflection, Mother World has also realized the importance of "clear rewards and punishments".

So, good children, go and fight!
Today's entire bill will be paid by your dear, wealthy, and utterly empty world-class mother who has nothing left but "money".

(End of this chapter)