Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 516, 55. Trying to NTR the wife in front of the God of Pure Love, you're pretty brave!
"He's here! Diakum is here! His holy light is gathering in the void of the devastating city. He's coming here! Speed ​​up the process of guiding the Destroyer back to the material world."

Xalatas, who was presiding over the summoning ceremony in Terenas's palace, issued a warning.

However, the Void Sages in those rituals could no longer accelerate the process. They had tried almost everything, and the summoning speed had now reached its maximum. Deathwing, who had fled into the Sea of ​​No Light, had clearly been reshaped and strengthened by some Void Lords.

The one they are summoning now is not the once-fallen Earth Guardian, and even demigods are no match for a madman like Diakum.

Perhaps, waiting to enter the material world from the other side of this void rift is an even more dangerous lesser god?

The human and material resources required to summon such life into the material world are secondary; the biggest problem is the world's own resistance to such external evil. In any world, "summoning evil gods" is a taboo among taboos.

Moreover, Azeroth has its own will.
To this end, the Void Sages have even dragged most of the palace into the gap between the material world and the Sea of ​​No Light, in order to reduce the difficulty of summoning it. If they are allowed to continue, this place may really become a "ghost land" like the "Terrogus Rift" in the future, drifting alone on the edge of the star sea.

But they had too little time!

All the obstacles they set up failed to stop Lothar's army outside the city. Now that the Vigilant has personally intervened, they cannot call the Destroyer back into the material world before the Vigilant arrives without further assistance.

Saratas knew this too.

She had personally gathered this group of Void servants from all over the world, and she knew their abilities perfectly well. After estimating the time once again, Xalatas gritted her teeth and issued a command that could only be described as insane.

"Begin the sacrifice!"

She said in a shrill voice:

"Summon back all the Void servants guarding the palace and use their Void blood to strengthen the ritual. If the Destroyer cannot be summoned before Diakum arrives, everyone here will perish in the light."

"No, sir."

This command terrified a Naga sea witch standing nearby.

The war matriarch from the deep-sea empire pointed to the chaotic battle of dragons high in the sky and screamed:
"Without the servants holding up the barrier, the dragon's fire alone would be enough to disrupt our ritual. I know you're in a hurry, but please calm down first."

"It's come to this, how can you expect me to stay calm!"

Xalatas raised his hand, causing the gathered dark entropy energy to transform into a sinister claw that lifted the Naga matriarch before him and, with a roar, threw her into the summoning ritual in front of him.

The creature fell into the boiling void and began to scream, but before the second scream could be heard, its body "melted" into the writhing darkness.

"Begin the sacrifice!"

The Void Herald roared:
"Speed ​​up the process at all costs!"

At her command, the ethereal mages she had summoned from the sea of ​​stars immediately got to work, and in a short time, many ethereal servants were thrown into the ritual.

The filthy blood flowing within these beings who follow the mysteries of the void is an excellent material for rituals. Like a kind of accelerant, when thrown into a ritual, it causes the exaggerated void rift to expand at a visible speed, and the low roars emanating from the tides of the sea of ​​no light become increasingly clear.

That was Deathwing's response.

It's coming back soon.

"So, after removing the 'Void Curtain,' how will you maintain your defenses?"

Xalatas watched the summoning ritual accelerate before her, and in her slightly weary, star-studded black eyes, she saw the reflection of another freak—a satyr with the lower half of a naga—walking through a nightmare.

The Nightmare King Xavius ​​let out a series of cold laughs, seemingly mocking or enjoying Xalatas's powerless rage.

it says:

"Look at you, the vanity pioneer who stirs up trouble in the shadows of the world's past history, when have you ever been so pathetic? You look just like a gambler who has gone all in and is about to bet his last chip."

But even you yourself aren't sure if you can win.

A gambler is finished when this happens, and so are you.

"Shut up!"

Saratas said expressionlessly:

"Release your Nightmare Domain and envelop the palace! I doubt you'll fear the dragons' wrath in the world of nightmares, will you?"

"I am not afraid of dragons, but I am afraid of the Watchers."

Savis "sincerely" stroked its hideous face and said:

"The experience of being beaten to death by Diakum last time makes me terrified of the Vigilantes. I dare not face that terrifying giant of light again."

Although I won't die here, I'm not a masochist, and I'm eagerly anticipating a random beating.

“Tell this to N'Zoth.”

The Void Herald rebuked:
"I have an ancient pact with N'Zoth. You are here to assist me. You must do whatever I tell you to do, regardless of whether you fear him now! Go and uphold the Nightmare Realm."

I need time; you must bring me time.

Savis fell silent.

Moments later, a layer of gray-black dream mist rose from around the palace, enveloping King Terenas' court like a storm, separating it from the war-torn city.

The nightmare's domain continued to expand until it rose into the sky, swallowing several guardian dragons that were fighting the black dragon.

But Savis had lost all interest in feigning compliance, and it coldly questioned:
“I won’t help you stop Diakum, and I can’t stop him either! His strange evil power and mental power are the bane of all nightmares, and I don’t want to get beaten up again.”

And you, Xaratas!
You are full of confidence but have repeatedly failed. The Thousand-Bearded Demon has lost hope in your potential.

As it turns out, you're just one of those boastful idiots who kept saying they could use your methods to make Diakum make countless enemies in the Void and have him attacked by the Void leaders.

But after so many times, I haven't seen Diakum show even the slightest sign of being embarrassed or defeated.

On the contrary, you, driven to this ridiculous dead end by repeated 'victories,' have even begun to sacrifice your own servants, placing all your hopes on a monster. How desperate must you be now?

The Nightmare King let out a vicious sneer.

Its last sentence pierced Saratas's heart, drawing out its words:
"You are a 'Void Herald,' and so is Diakum. Why is there such a big difference between you two when you are both Void Heralds? It seems you are not suitable for this job."

Listen to me, let's choose another path.

While you're still young, you might find a career that's truly right for you, like becoming a 'comedian' or something.

I see you have a real talent for this.”

"roll!"

Xaratas has truly broken through their defenses this time.

Being insulted by the enemy is nothing to worry about; their insults can be taken as praise. But being ridiculed by one's own people is something that really gets hard to handle.

The worst part is that she still can't refute Savvis.

Since Quel'Thalas, she has continuously "consumed" Deathwing, Sinestra, and the massive amounts of Old God black blood collected from the underground, and even shattered Xavius's precious Nightmare Shadow, but her schemes have achieved absolutely no results.

Diakum remained steadfast, overcoming one obstacle after another without even resorting to eclipses.

No wonder even Savas couldn't stand it anymore.

"Fine, then get out of here. Do you think I'm afraid of a crazy old woman like you who's lost her composure?"

Savis let out that repulsive, eerie laugh again, but before leaving, it poked at Saratas's lungs and said:
"You'd better think about this carefully. You consider Diakum your lifelong enemy, but maybe in his heart you're not even an 'opponent'. Look at you, you can't even figure out your own place. What kind of villain are you?"

You believe you lured Diakum here to deliver the 'fatal blow' to him.

But have you ever thought about this?
They might have come here to complete some of their 'grand plans,' while you, the self-important Xalatas, aren't even a sub-target in Diakum's plans.

Or even more tragically.

Everything you've done so far has been part of someone else's plan?
Hmph, face reality!
Compared to N'Zoth, you're a third-rate schemer, but you're still somewhat useful. So, when you're in dire straits, don't forget to call upon your old friend.

Having said that, the Nightmare King ignored Xalatas, who had broken through its defenses for the second time. It stepped into its own Nightmare Domain with a relaxed posture, and looked at the Guardian, who had transformed into a giant of light, walking through the war-torn city with a sigh.

The other party is walking towards the palace.

His posture was unhurried, and he held the holy blade in his hand without even waving it. The heat emanating from the sun crown behind him was enough to transform into tangible golden flames that burned wherever it went.

If the darkness of Lordaeron can be viewed as a whole, then the largest crack on it at this moment is the "Scar of the Sun" that Diakum is stepping out step by step.

"This monster!"

Savas cursed amidst his nightmares:

"He shouldn't be here at all. He should be in some Force Realm fighting against those more dangerous beings. What right do we 'planet-level' villains have to be targeted by such a monster of holy light?"

He should go to the Star Sea and deal with those freaks of the Burning Legion!

"Isn't this the job of the Ashbringer? Why are you making things difficult for us?"

But despite the complaints, the work still had to be done.

N'Zoth sent it to assist Xalatas. Although its work experience had been terrible recently, on the bright side, today was the last day of this dreadful "unpaid overtime." After finishing this job, it could return to its comfortable and safe deep-sea kingdom to enjoy peace and continue to happily engage in its underhanded schemes in the nightmare depths of the world.

With that in mind, Savis decided to exercise his "professional ethics" and stand guard in a way that could be described as "dedicated" until the very end, while also enjoying the beautiful scene of Xaratas breaking through the defense three times.

It laughed wildly, unleashing an even larger wave of nightmares that dragged more dragons into its swirling flight. These guardians possessed incredibly strong wills, making it extremely difficult to corrupt them with nightmares.

But Savives wasn't actually trying to corrode them.

All it needs to do is stop them.

The Nightmare Realm's attack power is average, but it's incredibly useful in situations like being surrounded.

"Hehe, dragons, come and play with the terrifying monsters born from your nightmares, and give me some amusement."

The Nightmare King laughed heartily as it moved like a ghost through the dreams of the dragons and Dragonshire, skillfully weaving monsters into their dreams and reveling in their cries of pain and anguish as they were tormented by nightmares.

It knows how to defeat these seemingly powerful but actually fragile beings, and it calls itself the world's guardian appointed by the Titans. However, in the eyes of the Nightmare King, tormenting them is not even as difficult as defeating some determined mortals.

Dragons are born with power, and they generally do not pay much attention to the cultivation of individual willpower.

Except for the green dragon.

That damn green dragon can travel through dreams.

That was Xavius's most formidable enemy in the past ten thousand years. For a time, the green dragons lost their power as dream guardians, and those were the happiest days for the Nightmare King.

However, this happiness did not last long.

Sigh, why can't the main villains ever get the fun they want?
Just now, it had only found a long-lost pleasure in the act of tormenting the dragons' will when it saw the green dragons rushing into this nightmare land in droves to rescue the tormented dragons and dragon sirs.

They also want to purify this nightmare!
Damn it, these "dream cops" are so annoying. Can't they just let themselves enjoy this low-class fun?
But Savis soon noticed his "old friend".

Queen Ysera herself entered this nightmare, and with her appearance drastically changed, she seemed to intend to use her dream power to dispel the nightmare and open the path to the palace for the warriors who would follow.

Judging from the blood on the Sleeper's scales, she had thoroughly warmed up for the battle beforehand.

But this made Savis let out a sinister laugh. He really didn't understand why these green dragons, who were supposed to be "healers," all had the heart of warriors. Their minds, still sharp from the fierce battle, hadn't cooled down yet. Wasn't this the perfect opportunity for a bad seed like himself to launch a sneak attack?

Hey, Sleeper!
You barged into my nightmare so brazenly, making such a mess of this place. Have you forgotten that I am the owner here?
The Nightmare King stealthily approached Ysera.

To ensure the success of the sneak attack, it even drew more power from its true form hidden deep in the sea.

Its "Shadow of Savas" is a magical spell that creates a nightmare incarnation with almost 100% of the original's combat power. Of course, the price is that once the shadow is destroyed, the original will also fall into a painful state of weakness.

Having had one of his Nightmare Avatars destroyed by the Vigilantes in Gilneas, Xavius ​​should be more rational, but he is now eager to achieve some results.

These green dragons have abandoned their duties as Titan Keepers, meaning they will no longer be protected by the troublesome Titan powers. They can still traverse the Emerald Dream with the help of the World Mother, but the Emerald Dream of Azeroth was woven by the Titan Keepers.

Before the Supreme Star Soul completely took over the Emerald Dream, the Green Dragons' power in the dream was far less invincible than it once was.

They have transformed from "administrators" to "powerful tenants," which makes Savis even more smug.

Just as Ysera began the purification ritual, the Nightmare King suddenly appeared.

The vicious, corrosive claws slammed into the slumbering creature's body, leaving horrible, filthy wounds on the broken dragon scales, and unleashing a torrent of vicious curses upon Ysera.

The sleeping beings who were attacked remained calm.

She had become a formidable fighter, and when faced with a sneak attack, she naturally turned and fought back. Right there in this nightmare land, the fierce battle between the two old rivals made the entire royal palace, which had been dragged into a nightmare, tremble.

This scene was noticed by Diakum.

He blinked, recalling his promise to a certain soul. The Vigilant felt a deep respect for that pure-hearted war god who was willing to endure depravity and fall into the shadows for love.

Ysera is currently being harassed by the vile Xavius, much like a widow being harassed by a blond-haired man. How can she, a person of justice, turn a blind eye to this?
"My Lord, has the 'Dream Eater Tyrant' completed its ascension?"

Diakum asked a question, and then the Overlord's whimper rang out:

"It is adapting to its new power and is about to travel the skies to the coastal continents we have occupied. Your army is fully armed and ready, and the choice of the invasion site has been completed. We await the arrival of the 'moment of glory'."

"It'll be soon, I'm looking forward to it too."

Diakum said:
"But we promised the 'Dream Eater' a reward that must be fulfilled. Let it come here. On the eve of the start of the Supreme Evolution, just as a soldier going to war must bid farewell to his loved ones, let it complete its farewell to its beloved in this nightmare land."

"It will scare her, and even replace the monster in her nightmares, becoming a new nightmare."

The Lord said:
"But, as you wish."

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Isera is not afraid of Xavius ​​at all.

She used to be very troubled by the Nightmare King's entanglement, since she didn't have the ability to fight head-on in that form. But now she is a completely different person.

Just like the valiant silver-armored female knight, she fights the Nightmare King with fierce battle stance in the nightmare.

In this timeline, Xavius ​​didn't suffer the fate of being "planted with trees." His allegiance to the Void was entirely his own choice, and his love for this "cause" naturally sparked an even more bizarre passion.

At this moment, he transformed into the true form of the Nightmare, resembling a hanged serpent demon, and fought Ysera with a flurry of punches and kicks, while also preventing more dragons from entering this nightmare.

The black, physical nightmares have all been summoned, transforming into various distorted forms that spread around the palace, frantically attacking Lothar, the Sun King, and their warriors who have already stormed in.

Time is just time.

Savas, that cunning creature, was calculating the time. It would definitely slip away before the guards arrived, but before leaving, it would vent its pent-up frustration.

"boom"

Ysera flew over and tore apart the shoulder armor of the progenitor Satyr, but was struck on the wing by Xavius's enormous claws. The sturdy dragon scales protected the sleeper from harm, but the brute force of the blow sent her tumbling through the air before she landed on all four claws, turning a palace into ruins.

Its trident-like tail slammed into the nearby imperial garden, and it roared as it prepared to pounce again.

But at that moment, Ysera suddenly stopped her fierce attack and instead stared at the laughing Xavius ​​with a strange look. Behind the Nightmare King's twisted and bizarre shadow, which was constantly provoking him, a strange "thing" was "rising".

It's like rising from a darker place into the material world, silent yet eerie.

Ysera had never seen such a strange, morbid, and ferocious creature, but she clearly felt a sense of "familiarity" from the guy who was attacking Xavius.

By the time the Nightmare King realized it, it was too late.

As its shadow spread out of control, what came into its view was a terrifying giant mouth, covered with sharp teeth like the claws of a creature, wrapped in black and white streams of malevolent energy, and even a "tongue" with sharp teeth in the dark mouth.

"bang"

With a double bite, the massive jaws snapped shut, tearing apart Savis's shoulders and arms while the sinister head swung, cleanly biting off a third of its torso.

Then a pair of wings covered in chitinous dragon armor unfolded, and beneath those giant wings was a pair of elytra as sharp as knives.

Savis didn't even feel the pain immediately.

Its first reaction was horror.

Even though I've embraced the void for ten thousand years and seen plenty of strange things in the Sea of ​​No Light, this is the first time I've ever seen something this ugly!

However, its ugliness is quite sophisticated.

Just as Agamaggan fell into the path of the Swarm and grew into a more powerful Overlord, the former Nightmare Tyrant, after embracing the future as the "Dream Eater," also received the blessing of the Swarm.

It's like a combination of a praying mantis and a dragon.

When its two pairs of scythe-like arms, wrapped with entropy energy, swung up in front of its streamlined body, Xavius ​​tried to dodge, but was instead rammed headfirst into by Ysera, who rushed from behind.

It was as if the Nightmare King was actively going to meet him.

It was captured by the Dream Eater's first pair of black and white intertwined evil claws, and then shattered by its sharp entropy scythe arms.

In the struggle, the last thing Savis saw was the "Mantis Thick-Armored Dragon's" huge mouth opening once again, biting down towards his head.

It can't escape!

The "strange dragon" in front of them can also control dreams, and even use evil energy to force nightmares to submit to it.

Perhaps it is a talent inherited from the Green Dragons that allows this swarm leader to walk in his dreams, thus enabling him to "deploy" more flexibly than Agamaggan.

"boom"

The headless, shredded shadow was smashed to the ground.

Savas made a second exit amidst a furious roar, this time even more pathetic than when he faced the Vigilant.

It knew it should have left long ago!
This "work transfer" is truly bizarre.

Damn it, you're going to pay me, the "proper villain" Xalatas, three times the usual rate, at least!
Ha, that's assuming you survive today.

(End of this chapter)