Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 5 5. This incident is also recorded in the history of Dalaran

The Eredar have a very powerful talent: they are very adaptable to energy.

Although this is far less outrageous than the elves in the world of Azeroth who can evolve into different "lineages" according to the type of energy they receive, considering that the elves have not yet been born at this point in time, the Eredar can basically humbly call themselves "the best in the galaxy" in terms of energy adaptability.

Although the main spellcasters in the Eredar civilization are arcanists such as Thal'kiel the Enlightened and Archimonde, because this race accepted the blessing and symbiosis of the holy light creature "Naaru" that fell from the sky thousands of years ago because of the racial sacred object Atama Crystal, there are also many priests among the Eredar spellcasters.

It is precisely because of their energy affinity that they can embrace the Holy Light quickly and effectively. Moreover, the Holy Light does not require as much talent as the Arcane Truth. Otherwise, Dick, who does not have a high energy affinity, would not have the opportunity to become the Guardian of the Holy Light.

Therefore, after Dick made the suggestion, Imira, who had always been the last in the Mystery Academy, accepted the suggestion without hesitation. Dick then witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of Imira being baptized at the speed of light and becoming a Holy Light Priest.

There was no need to even find a formal priest to preside over the ceremony, because Dick himself was a high-level garrison officer and a follower of the Holy Light Doctrine. He was equivalent to a high-level priest and was fully qualified to preside over the baptism ceremony.

Of course, garrison officers generally don't do this job.

The reason is simple. If you are really talented in scripture debate, wouldn't it be better to become a pastor with a higher social status?
Those who can be garrison officers are guys who have energy affinity, but it's not that high. Moreover, they are often better at "physical persuasion" than arguing with others.

Although Dick's original professional skills were sealed because he "did not choose the Holy Light Morality", it was not a big problem.

In this small courtyard, Dick, holding a garrison commander's codex, followed the baptism process he remembered and asked a few questions solemnly. Then, in the name of Holy Light, he accepted Imira as a member of the Faith Walker.

The moment he dipped his fingers holding the rosary beads into water droplets and touched Imira's forehead to end the ceremony, a rather gentle and mysterious "Holy Light Seal" formed above Imira's empty forehead among the converging light spots.

It was in the same shape as the "Arcane Seal" on Archimonde's forehead, small and cute, emitting a warm light, like a suspended lamp, representing that the Eredar girl in front of her had embarked on another path of spellcasting.

With the racial blessing bestowed by the Naaru, brilliant energy quickly flowed through her body, replacing the previous arcane and giving Ymira the power of "healing".

"How does it feel?"

Dick closed the still heavy Garrison Commander's Manual in his hand, took a step back, coughed a few times, and asked through his still-maintained "mind vision":

"Did you hear what Holy Light told you?"

"It's faint, but I can definitely hear it, Lord Diachem."

Imira felt this strange feeling and rubbed her small horns uneasily. She said:
"I don't feel this way when casting arcane magic, but I've discussed this with the priests at the academy. They said this is normal. As my understanding of the principles of the Holy Light deepens, my 'echoes of the Holy Light' will become clearer. When I can hear the clear teachings of the Holy Light, that will be the time for me to become a high-ranking priest."

"Well, that's good. This proves that your spellcasting talent isn't as bad as you thought."

Dick comforted him:
"Be more confident, child. Being able to be admitted to the Arcana Academy already proves that you are very capable. Now, describe to me in detail what it felt like when you first encountered the Holy Light."

"what?"

Yimira looked at the high-ranking garrison officer in front of her blankly, and she whispered:
"You've been with the Holy Light for so many years, don't you understand this... Oh, I'm being slow-witted. You must be hoping to examine the details of my interactions with the Holy Light to tailor a training method more suitable for me, right?"

"Yes, that's a good idea, please keep it up."

Dick nodded.

Of course, he would not tell this "smart yet stupid" Imira in front of him. He needed to figure out from Imira's reaction how to re-select "Holy Light and Righteousness" to activate his currently sealed professional skills.

This is very important.

It can even be said to be the most important thing at the moment.

The holy light seal that should have been on his forehead had become extremely dim, and even showed signs of breaking. For now, he could still use the excuse of "being seriously injured and temporarily unable to sense the holy light" to fool others, but once his body recovered and he was still unable to use the holy light skills, he would definitely be suspected by those who had ulterior motives.

He is a high-ranking garrison officer and the backbone of the Eredar's military system. If he can't even sense the Holy Light with his status, let alone Archimonde, even old Velen, who is known for his kindness, would probably suspect that there is something "dirty" about him.

If I am investigated by the legendary Assassin's Court or the Inquisition, won't all my secrets be exposed?
Especially at this sensitive moment when the Enlightener is preparing to launch a coup and he happens to be an undercover agent, it is not impossible that he will be suspected of being an accomplice of the devil.

At Dick's request, Ymira described in detail her feelings of contact with the Holy Light, and made it clear that the "Holy Light Morality" she chose was "salvation and healing", which is the most common morality among Eredar priests and is said to be the moral interpretation closest to the essence of the Holy Light.

"Is it possible to receive a response from the Holy Light just by stating my choice?"

Dick nodded approvingly, but he was actually having doubts in his heart.

Hearing Imira say it so simply, he couldn't help but want to try it out when he was alone. He would strike a cool pose, hold the Vindicator's Codex in his hand, call upon the Holy Light, and then shout out a simple declaration like "I will save the fate of Argus". He wondered if he could get a response from the Holy Light?

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be done openly, as high-ranking garrison officers also have to save face.

After completing the baptism ceremony of Imira, he began to guide the fighting skills of the "Five Little Strongmen" as a "senior".

They were all new recruits, and although they were very talented, they had no combat experience at all. Although Dick had only been here for two days and had no combat experience, the memories of this body were of great help.

Although he was a typical mediocre person who rose to power through nepotism, when he was a garrison commander in Krokuun, he had fought against dangerous beasts and otherworldly creatures that roamed the endless petrified forest. He had abundant practical experience.

Before meeting Archimonde, the "noble man" who promoted him, Diakum's qualification as a high-ranking garrison officer was truly earned through hard work.

Actual combat would definitely expose the truth, but for now it is completely sufficient to just guide the new recruits.

"Don't be afraid of getting hurt! Warriors' martial arts skills can only be effectively improved through actual combat. Now that I'm a priest, she can use holy light to heal your wounds, which will also improve her healing skills."

Dick used a spear as a crutch and said to the five little strong men seriously:

"Although Malderan hasn't told you the specifics of the operation, I must emphasize that upon your arrival here, you've already joined the operation! You may face battles with ferocious monsters. For your safety, I must improve your combat skills as much as possible during this period.

If I wasn't unable to fight anyone now, I would definitely train you personally.

Now start the actual combat in pairs!
Imira, you must always be ready to heal your companions. In addition to individual martial arts performances, you must also conduct coordinated combat training in groups, which is a very important part of the garrison officer course.

Next, I will assign you responsibilities in the team!
Listen carefully.”

Dick acted like a teacher and said to the new recruit, Thorvos, who was holding a sword and shield:

“Thawos, you wield a sword and shield as a defender and protector. You must always charge forward in team battles, protecting your teammates from harm and creating windows for them to attack.

Faria, you hold a spear as Sovos's partner and the vanguard of the team. You use the long weapon in your hand to attack the enemy while helping Sovos clear the way for the charge.

Telamon, you hold a giant sword and serve as the main output character!

Kill as many enemies as possible at the safe distance created for you by Sovos and Faria, and cover Barat who is the long-range output behind you. His heavy crossbow is the most destructive weapon in your team at medium and long distances, and it is also the best weapon to contain and harass spellcaster-type enemies.

Finally, there is Imira.

You don't have to participate in combat, but your role is the most important on the team.

You are the lifeline for the other four. Only when your healing skills remain effective can your team continue to fight like a well-oiled gear.

Once you make a mistake, it will only be a matter of time before the entire team is surrounded and destroyed, so the other four must do their best to ensure Imira's safety while performing their respective duties.

Of course, when the intensity of the battle is not so strong, you can also use the power of Holy Light to attack the enemy, especially when encountering a spellcaster, where the priest's many spell-countering skills come in handy."

What Dick said makes sense, but if you break it down carefully, isn't this the classic and conventional way of playing when "five players attack a dungeon"?

However, the combat experience of restraining powerful enemies summarized by countless players in countless actual battles is a valuable teaching. This is the "optimal solution" obtained after countless deaths, not to mention that there are actually similar tactical arrangements in the garrison commander's manual, but it is not as clear as Dick said.

Besides, the classic team of "three paladins + marksmanship hunter + holy priest" is very powerful at first glance. As long as they don't encounter an enemy with absolutely overwhelming strength, the five of them will definitely be able to fight.

Under Dick's gaze, the five little warriors quickly began to perform martial arts.

The Arcane Academy, which is a place for teaching and educating people, also has "teaching equipment" specifically for this kind of actual combat. Those "physical holographic images" powered by Arcanite crystals can provide a very realistic attack experience according to the pre-set enemy types, but this thing is not pure technology, but a product fused with arcane magic.

This is also the most prominent feature of the Eredar civilization.

They are a magical civilization, but they also focus on the use of engineering.

The best examples were the arcane guard puppets that patrolled the academy. These five-meter-tall steel giants used Arcanite crystals as energy. Once activated, they could use their heavy shield-shaped arms to strike all invading enemies. Some special models could even cast simple spells through the engraved arcane patterns.

It is said that the current Archon Velen was not only extremely skilled in arcane magic in his youth, possessing a spellcasting talent comparable to that of the Enlightened Thal'kiel, but was also proficient in the maintenance of arcane golems. However, the Eredar civilization had not yet developed to the point of exploring the stars.

Their most outstanding achievements in the field of science and technology are the steel warships used by the navy and devices that can fly within the atmosphere. I heard that the Science and Technology Court led by Chief Engineer Master Ishka has been trying to design an aircraft that can enter the starry sea, but there has not been much progress so far.

Turning our attention back to the present, Dick's training was very strict. He used practical teaching equipment to set up a "unique copy" for the five little strong men.

They need to fight against eighteen waves of demons in different forms, including three demon bosses. Although there are no overly outrageous dung monster skills, this still makes the five little strong men complain.

Although they are all talented, they are just recruits, which is basically equivalent to sending a team of level 20 characters to attack a level 40 dungeon.

To be honest, this is a bit unethical.

By the time night fell on the first day of training, their best result was only lasting until the seventh wave of demons arrived.

However, these guys are worthy of being the new recruits valued by the garrison commander of Malderan. They summed up their experiences and lessons during the night rest, so they performed well in the training the next day.

Dick was a little disappointed after trying seventeen different positions in the room last night and shouting many silly declarations but still getting no response from the Holy Light. However, when he saw that the five little strong men had tried their best to pass the second round of BOSS trial, his mood suddenly improved.

"Even if I never receive a response from the Holy Light and can't become a great lord on the battlefield, I can still satisfy my commanding desire in the rear."

Dick comforted himself in this way.

This is not wishful thinking. Relying on his memory and understanding of the NPCs who have left their names in history, he is really confident that as long as he is given enough time, he can train a "heroic army" for Argus.

Too many outstanding figures have emerged in this race's tragic history of exile and resistance that lasted for thousands of years. Because of the Eredar's immortality, those heroes who will accomplish great things in the future are probably learning how to be a supporting role somewhere in the world of Argus.

"Work harder!"

Dick used the connection of his mind's vision to mentally encourage the exhausted Five Little Warriors:

"Get used to the long battles, kids.

The ancient Jadni training has given us great endurance, the benevolent Naaru has given us the blessing of the Holy Light, and the thousands of years of evolution of the arcane have given us the tradition of manipulating energy.

You must make good use of your innate powers to relieve the pressure on Ymira. These holographic entities are still too weak compared to real demons. If you can't even pass this kind of training, how will you fulfill your duties when facing the real threat of demons?

"But there are no demons on Argus."

Imira, who was outspoken, whispered:
"We haven't even seen the vicious and violent creatures you've woven with your training equipment. Have you?"

"I can only tell you that they really exist! And they are coveting our world right now in the dark sea of stars."

Dick silenced the soldiers with this answer, and when the next round of training began, he stood by and verbally instructed the three garrison recruits on the essentials of combat.

Like a strict but competent instructor.

They were so engrossed that Dick didn't notice that two uniquely shaped and gracefully moving flying rays were landing outside the courtyard with their riders.

This flying magical manta ray is the Draenei's third traditional vehicle besides the lightly armored talbuk and heavily armored thunder elephant, and is also one of the specialties of the world of Argus.

When the dusty garrison commander Malderan and an Eredar disguised as a scholar entered the courtyard, they happened to see the five little warriors fighting a simulated Doomsday Lord demon under the guidance of Dick. Malderan wanted to remind Dick, but was stopped by the disguised person beside him.

This guy watched with great interest the five new recruits' immature but already basic teamwork, as well as the appearance of the designed and woven violent creature.

Finally, his gaze fell on Dick, who was leaning on a spear and issuing orders.

This guy pinched his fingers and silently connected his own spirit and that of Garrison Commander Malderan to the maintained mental vision. Then he heard Dick's scolding and guidance:
"The most threatening attack from the Ereduin Doomguard comes from their fel curses. Ymira, be careful to constantly dispel those sinister forces that could cause you to explode and die.

This kind of demon can fly and bombard the battlefield with fel energy barrages and doomsday rain of fire. Be sure to dodge it when it takes off. You have not yet learned high-end skills such as Divine Shield, so your movements must be flexible.

Always seek cover!

If all else fails, Vossos will hold up the shield.

You must be quick when fighting them. Once the Lord of Doom summons more demon servants and exceeds your response limit, you must retreat in time.

Of course, if Imira and Barat’s spell counters, which are always delayed, could interrupt the demon’s spells just in time, then the pressure on you right now would definitely be much less.”

Just as Dick said this, the simulated image was defeated by the attack of Telamon and Farina.

When the arcane projection turned into a point of light and dissipated, the five exhausted warriors immediately cheered. This was the first time they had completed this "copy" in two days of training.

However, Dick was not satisfied with this. He leaned on his spear and scolded in his mind's vision:
"If this were a real battle, by the time Telamon delivered that decisive blow, your team would have lost at least three members! This kind of lowly tactic of sacrificing teammates for victory is not worth promoting.

I'm still too green, I still need to practice!"

"Captain Diakme, you are too harsh on them."

The voice of Garrison Officer Malderan came from behind. The old garrison officer looked at the five new recruits with satisfaction. He said with joy:
"They've done quite well. The opponents you designed for them are too exaggerated. Even a team of high-ranking garrison officers would have difficulty dealing with them. This is not the kind of enemy difficulty that new recruits should face."

"But they can't always be rookies, and the demons won't wait until we have trained sufficiently experienced warriors before entering this world."

Dick turned to the garrison commander, Malderan:
"We don't have much time to prepare. Who is this?"

He noticed the mysterious man next to the old garrison commander, who took off his scholar's hood without hesitation, revealing a cold and scarred face.

The eredar with a broken horn introduced himself:

"My name is Talgath, leader of the Assassin's Court and the most trusted intelligence officer for High Commander Kil'jaeden and Archon Velen."

"Hunter?"

Dick was surprised. The latter was very pleased that Dick knew his nickname in the Dark Zone. Then, Garrison Commander Malderan said:

"Not only Lord Talgas, Captain Diakum, I've also returned today as an envoy for General Elodus, the commander of the Capital Region's defense. Commander Kil'jaeden and General Elodus value the information you provided. They are eager to learn more about this matter and any suggestions for action you may offer."

“My opinion and advice is simple.”

Dick replied in his mind's vision:
"If we can create a suitable scenario where Archimonde and Thal'kiel perish together, we will solve two problems at once."

"What an arrogant plan!"

Talgas narrowed his eyes and said:

“Do you have a specific plan of action?

Putting aside the dangerous coup d'état of Thal'kiel and the Cult of the Awakeners, can you provide sufficient evidence to prove that the now prestigious Headmaster Archimonde has taken any actual actions that would harm the Eredar civilization?

Mr. Diakham, I hope you will answer this question seriously, otherwise the consequences of falsely accusing a high-ranking spellcaster leader will be severe."

"evidence?"

Dick laughed out loud, patted his chest, which was still bandaged, and said:
“I am the evidence!

The action you want to see will naturally be completed by me personally. I will shoulder the most dangerous and difficult step. I will become the fuse that triggers the internal strife between the two sides, and as an abandoned chess piece, I will eliminate two dangerous elements for our civilization and people.

I firmly believe that this is a duty I must fulfill!
I am also convinced that this is the first test of me by the Holy Light!"

These three people communicated with each other through words and spirits at the same time, which made the five strong men next to them numb.

They had no idea that the operation they were responsible for would be so explosive. Not only did it involve the Enlightener Thal'kiel, who was known to almost everyone in the Eredar society, but even the prestigious Principal Archimonde was involved?
Imira was even more nervous at this moment.

Although he had some very evil thoughts in his heart when he was depressed after failing many courses and repeating a grade, he was not directly involved in killing the principal of the academy.
Tsk, isn’t this too exciting?

Ps:

Thanks to brother "Gervis" for the reward. The extra chapters are counted in the explosive update. Now there are 20 chapters just from the rewards. I really don't know if I can finish so many manuscripts during the New Year period. I'll try my best!
(End of this chapter)