Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 519, Section 58: Under the gaze of the void, expose the hypocrite's veil!

Deathwing's appearance has changed drastically upon returning to the material world.

Its body, which had been distorted into a bizarre "flesh ball" due to the corruption of the void, finally stopped disintegrating and was instead sculpted into the form a dragon should be in, seemingly returning to the powerful and handsome guardian of the earth it once was.

However, Deathwing's power as Earthguard was "taken away" during the Void's infusion and enhancement.

This is also normal.

That is the power of the Titans, and not every Void Lord is tolerant of its existence.

Furthermore, to ensure that the newly formed Deathwing possesses the power to crush and overwhelm the Vigilant, they must ensure that this extreme enhancement of Deathwing is pure enough.

This even gave Diakum a strange sense of "gratification," as it seemed that among the Voidwalkers, he wasn't the only one skilled in hairdressing and shaving, unlike the "Saint Tony" type.

Look how well those Void Lords have "repaired" Big Brother.

It no longer needed those damned source steel armors to restrain its exploding body, and fought beneath the void rift with a ferocious and gloomy appearance, its body wreathed in black lightning.

It became very "thin", like "skin and bones", with the sturdy scales clinging tightly to the dragon bone, the bone spikes on its back standing upright, and even the dragon wings became quite simple, creating a "clearly defined" and rugged look.

But this doesn't mean Deathwing was actually starved.

Instead, this was simply to ensure that the power within the "executioner" was sufficiently concentrated.

Each of its claw strikes and bites was accompanied by a terrifying "void collapse," a heavy blow that directly suppressed the real space system, indicating that Deathwing's attacks could no longer be dodged.

Diakum could only withstand the pure, devastating blows from the void, while also enduring the increasingly intense mental interference following each strike.

For him, who possesses a void form, ordinary mental interference is no longer useful, but the mental tearing caused by the Void Lord is a different story.

There's no way to purify this thing; you can only break through it through spirit and willpower.

Dick even felt as if his soul was being ripped from his body, as if he were fighting a difficult battle on both the physical and mental levels at the same time.

Deathwing's body would occasionally sprout an eyeball that would suddenly shoot Twilight Burst at the Giant of Light. This was a gift from another Void Lord, cast without warning, and each time it would pierce through the Giant of Light's holy body.

In just a brief exchange, Deathwing the Executioner displayed the blessings of at least three Void Lords, and he had also clearly received an enhancement similar to the "Eye of Truth," allowing him to see through some of the Giants of Light's attacks and take precautions in advance.

In other words, the "Truth Hunter" who empowered Diakum during the Battle of Karazhan has now sided with Xal'atath.

Really sorry.

"boom"

The ferocious dragon claws slammed into Ashbringer's sword, causing the Holy Flame Blade to flicker and tremble as it withstood the impact of the collapsing void. Fortunately, this thing had been strengthened in Pandaria, otherwise it would have been damaged again.

The good news is that Diakum has already "heated up".

After confirming that the barrier released by the Sunwell could block a larger-scale impact without affecting the outside world, the Vigilant were finally able to go all out.

He is entering the profound mysteries of "Radiant Sun," and an even more explosive incarnation of the sun is poised to be unleashed.

This formidable combat power caused the beings on the other side of the void rift to whisper among themselves.

They were clearly shocked.

Diakum's normal strength is only that of a high-level demigod, but when facing a lesser god who is a "greater realm" higher than him, he can not only withstand the attack but also subtly launch a counterattack.
Although Deathwing, enhanced by them, did not grasp any "concept" of the Void Realm and only possessed the numerical value of a Lesser God, such overwhelming power should not have led to the current stalemate.

Could it be true that Xaratas reported it?

Did Diakum Zastins, the "Champion of the Sea of ​​No Light" who was previously hailed by thousands in the Void Realm, really secretly obtain that "forbidden inheritance"?
"Intensify!"

Dark voices echoed in the void.

That was a probing command, instructing Deathwing, the Executioner, to force Diakum to reveal his true "Inherited Power." The black dragon's power surged once more, transforming into a black hammer that slammed into Diakum's Holy Spirit body. The void and holy light roared and exploded, blasting away a part of the Holy Spirit body.

Dick was repelled.

His body, the giant of light, was covered in cracks. The double blow to his body and mind had dimmed his light, much like the cracks in dull crystal.

But beams of intense light transformed and bloomed beneath those cracks, like a unique "molting."

The temperature within the barrier was rising at an alarming rate. The air around the vigilant was being distorted by excessive light and heat, and the light in his eyes was growing stronger under the constant pressure of the attacks.

As the black dragon pounced again, the Holy Blade of the Giant of Light fell to the ground, tearing the earth apart as it propelled him to his feet to counterattack. He gripped the executioner's spinal spikes with both hands and, with a powerful slam, smashed the void dragon to the ground.

Deathwing roared, but each roar was accompanied by a vicious, furious punch.

The power of each punch increased, the heat of each punch exploded, and even the "giant shell" of the Holy Spirit began to "melt".

The sun was ignited; it was burning!
It's like an active star being awakened, giving endless light and heat with every beat of the heart of the sun.

He can burn brightly!

Just as the sun has no fear of being extinguished and can freely release its light and heat to illuminate everything, under the sweeping scorching sun, all shadows can only retreat with mournful cries.

The temperature on the battlefield was rising at an almost exponential rate. The ecological dome on the Sunwell floating island, which maintained the barrier high in the sky, issued a high-temperature alarm. The scorching temperature made Aegwynn feel an exaggerated heat with every breath.

She looked down and saw Diakum suppressing Deathwing's powerful punch, the shockwaves of which had materialized into solid flames, no longer just pure golden flames, but more like the primordial fire of nature.

The rebuke and punishment of the blazing sun danced in the hands of the vigilant, transforming into the inherited images of the sun, such as the phoenix, the crimson crane, and the sun-borne eagle. Dick didn't even need to cast a spell; the mere burst of the sun was enough to depict the magical strike effect of extreme high temperature.

White smoke was floating around Deathwing.

Those were the burning marks left by the blazing sun igniting the void energy within its body. Most outrageous of all, the high concentration of shadow flames spewing from the nostrils of this void dragon "betrayed" it the moment it was born.

What happened to Shadowflame?
Even dragonfire corrupted by the void, as long as its name contains the word "fire," will be subject to the influence and summons of the Sun!

The sun god is not just a nice-sounding concept. As the primordial god born during the great order of light and darkness, Anser is the source of all "light" and "fire"!

All paths and moral principles related to it will be affected by it. How dare a laughable flame compete with the blazing sun?

Do you really think "the power of concepts" is a joke?

"boom"

Deathwing smashed the giant of light's jaw with a headbutt, and then struck Diakum's shoulder with a Void Collapse bite during the attack. The black dragon's void power erupted at full force, and it seemed to transform into a black hole, beginning to devour all the light and heat released by Diakum, causing the heat of the sun's incarnation to rapidly diminish.

To deal with these damned mechanical monsters, you have to crush them with absolute strength. Forget about skills, just use the most basic "force clash"!
No matter how much heat Diakram possessed, it was no match for Deathwing at this moment. Diakram was trapped in the black hole, and darkness began to rise, attempting to block the release of the heat.

But the vigilant raised his fist and roared.

In that instant, everyone in the entire city of Lordaeron heard the roar. Arthas, who had just defeated the dragonborn and seized the tower, stared in disbelief as his holy light detached from his body and soared into the sky. When he rushed out of the tower, he saw a strange sight.

All the flames in the entire city!
Whether it's the raging fires burning in the streets, the torches raised by warriors deep in the shadows, the dragonfire that the dragonborn use to enhance their power, the holy light of the paladins, the fireballs of the mages, the flames of the dwarven muskets, or even the magical flames decorating the top of the Black Dragon Tower.

Each pulsating "fire" and "light" surged into the sky as if summoned.

The lights of countless homes converged in the gloomy sky, transforming into a giant fireball, like a small sun dispelling the dense, dark clouds covering the sky.

A "little sun".

The blazing sun, gathering the light and heat of the entire city, flickered and converged. This scene made the Sun King, who had just defeated the Lich King, look up. Others only saw the convergence of light and heat, but Kael'thas truly heard the call.

As the second Anser believer besides Diakum, he knew clearly what he needed to do now.

Go, go! Burn!

Kael'thas unleashed his flames, hurling Phoenix Fire, Sulfuras Fire, and even Anther Fire into the sky, where they became part of the blazing sun.

Finally, when Ragnaros, the Lord of Light, who was fighting in the city, also leaped into the air and became part of the small sun, the spell of the Great Sun Technique was completed.

As Diakum's fist, which was cooling down and extinguishing, slammed down, the small sun also crashed down in a "falling sun" motion. During the "invincible side flip" dodge on the floating island of the Sunwell above, the dazzling sun, like "Anther's Sun Fist," struck the executioner Deathwing squarely.

Then, a mushroom cloud of intense heat rose and exploded within the protective barrier.

"Dick! You better hold back a bit!"

The Phoenix Mage, the old lich Farondis, swore at this point, screaming:

"The Sunwell can't withstand your energy release, you madman! If we hadn't blocked that attack, Lordaeron and everyone inside would be dead. You should rein in your powers; this land can't withstand this kind of energy release that's clearly at the level of a lesser god."

"Sorry, I'm a little tipsy."

In the lingering heat of the golden mushroom cloud, Diakum, as if shrouded in a real corona, stretched his shoulders and grabbed Ashbringer from the ground.

He had now entered the true "Sun Incarnation" state, and even the light blades that Ashbringer had spewed out had transformed into the "Lava" form that had appeared once before.

That was "liquid holy light," a physical manifestation of holy light being heated to a high-density plasma state by terrifying light and heat. Drop after drop of "holy light magma" dripped from the light blade, and Diakum was no longer humanoid; only halos of different colors could be seen enveloping his body, much like a multicolored rainbow.
This is normal.

The sun's corona also displays different colors depending on the temperature.

The five rainbow-colored little angels couldn't stand the exaggerated temperature. They circled around Diakum and transformed into the most primordial golden holy runes in the light and heat, rotating and merging into the Ashbringer's sword, making its strength barely keep up with Diakum's current power release.

Before this incarnation of the sun, on the earth that had been completely ignited, Deathwing, the executioner struck by "Anser's Sun Fist," was baring his teeth in a snarl.

Its left wing is missing.

It was burned away by that attack, and the wound was still pulsating with the intense heat of the sun. Diakum had brought the incomplete inheritance of the Sun God on the side of the Holy Light to its extreme.

He hasn't quite crossed the threshold of lesser gods yet, but those hiding in the void rifts have confirmed that Diakum has indeed grasped the "concept" of light and fire.

It's only a matter of time before this guy becomes a lesser god.

Moreover, that exaggerated "Anser's Sun Fist" just now confirmed to them that Diakum had indeed obtained the inheritance of the Sun God, but this alone was not enough to "convict" Dick.

Anser is the true God of Holy Light.

It is quite normal for Diakum, a Lightwalker, to have received the legacy of the Sun God by chance.
Well, this isn't normal in an era where the sun god is already "paralyzed".

But at least it's reasonable!
"When he enters the void, this radiant sun will transform into a 'solar eclipse'!"

Shaking on the edge of the battlefield, Xalatas screamed:
"His light and heat at this moment are as much like the sun, and in the form of emptiness, they are as much like a black hole during a solar eclipse. Extinguishing the light of all things, absorbing the light of all things!"
He's a traitor!

He is interfering with the Void's dark ascension to Anser!

Let Deathwing defeat him, let Deathwing extinguish his light, let him enter the darkness of the void.
You will see!

My accusations will avert a calamity for the Void Realm; the Age of Eclipses must come.

"Shut up! Keep quiet!"

The rebuke from the Sea of ​​No Light carried a chilling rage.

Putting aside whether Diakum has a problem or not, you, the Void Herald, must be out of your mind. Is this the kind of thing you can say in public?

But the vigilant don't care about this or that.
While the Void Lord hesitated, Dick had already stepped forward with his sword, unleashing the first strike of his "Broken Flame Katana" with holy light that shattered the enemy.
Do not!
The combo, now known as "Radiant Sun Breaker," left shattered and cracked light marks on the Void Dragon's body.

The intense light was scorching, and the flickering flames were igniting.

No matter how Deathwing calls upon the void, it cannot extinguish it. The embodiment of a concept can only be negated by the embodiment of the same concept. Under this supreme power, all things must kneel down.

Deathwing, the Executioner, sensed a deadly crisis.

Without the Void Lords' command, it unleashed all the blessings it had received in the Sea of ​​No Light.

One after another, black pupils burst forth around the body, and beneath the shattered dragon wings, flesh and blood mutated into even more ferocious eye stalks and tentacles. The dark red eyes, in their gleaming light, cast spells of the mysteries of the void upon the equally scorching mind of the sun avatar. While using its single wing to withstand the scorching attacks, it exhaled black blood from the filthy world with a deep breath.

More sinister and ruthless than the black blood of the ancient gods, it covered the sun's incarnation like ink, preventing even its light from shining.

The massive outburst of Void Mysteries resembled a magnificent "Void Spell Show," with all sorts of Void spells—brutal, gorgeous, sinister, and vicious—sweeping across the land like a storm, momentarily suppressing the sunlit land and seemingly shrouding it in a cold, desolate wasteland.

But the next second, the light shone again.

Diakum can continue playing like this.

Like a living star, he could continue to release light and heat, but considering that the protective barrier of the Sunwell could no longer hold, he gathered all the light and heat of his solar avatar onto the hilt of Ashbringer's sword the moment he stood up and tore apart the void storm.

This is the first time that the full essence of the Sun has been applied.

He could clearly feel a crisp sound coming from the Ashbringer, like an eggshell breaking, and the weapon exuded endless "joy".

Finally, after enduring the full force of the Radiant Sun, it underwent its final molting and rebirth.

The guards then laughed as well.

He rose, braving the void storm stirred up by Deathwing, and, wielding the blazing holy blade that leaped and shone as if forged by the sun, stepped forward to end the battle with the simplest and most unadorned piercing strike.

The blade of the Holy Sun, forged from the Sun Wheel, tore apart everything in its path, melting the scales, bones, and flesh of Deathwing the Executioner the moment it touched him.

What Void Blessing, what Godly Enhancement, what Execution of the World Destroyer?
Turn it off.

"puff"

The high-temperature light blade pierced the heart of the Void Dragon.

Even though Deathwing could continue fighting, under this heavy blow, he was like a steel billet being forged in the core of the sun.

In those successive corona eruptions, its void scales were ignited, its dark skeletons were charred, and its true flesh and blood were incinerated.

It was as if he had been thrown into Azeroth's most efficient crematorium. In just a dozen seconds, this guy, who had been sent back to the material world by the "gods" of the Sea of ​​No Light to execute the "Void Traitor," was reduced to the point of wailing.

This was the first lesser god that Diakum had truly defeated head-on. Although Diakum was a "fake" god who had no concept of power, he did not resort to the "sit-up" tactic.

Let's just say he passed.

The lords on the other side of the Void Rift are in a difficult position.

They couldn't be convicted, and Xalatas, trembling in the corner, was also desperate. She had used all her "connections" to enhance Deathwing to this extent, but she still couldn't defeat Diakum, or even make him reveal his true nature.

So how can she, as the Void Herald, expose the Vigilant's true identity?

But just as the lords hesitated and Xalatas despaired, Diakum took the initiative to change his form, like the sun setting and the night emerging.

When the Devourer of All Realms form, which had not been used for months, appeared, the scorching heat vanished in an instant. In the stillness of all things, a holographic illusion of an eclipse quietly appeared and enveloped Diakum, causing the Deathwing he held in his hand to let out its final lament.

It knew it was finished.

His own life light was being forcibly extinguished, and all his strength and vitality were being devoured by the "Gluttonous Light Eater" before him.

Saratas's eyes widened.

She couldn't understand what was happening, she couldn't understand why Diakum would reveal his secret at this moment, and she couldn't even understand whether the Vigilant's thought process was normal.

Hey!
I'm accusing you!

Shouldn't you be refuting this at this point?
It's like when I say you "killed someone," shouldn't you say "I didn't kill anyone," instead of brazenly admitting, "Bullshit! I killed three or four!"

Diakum, are you insane?

"Why do you have such an expression?"

The Devourer of All Realms, who was consuming all of Deathwing's energy and life force, spoke softly in Shas'ar:

"Didn't you always want me to reveal the secrets of 'Eclipse' so that the Void Lords would see me as an enemy they wanted to get rid of? Now you've got your wish, shouldn't you be ecstatic?"

He raised his head, his dim eyes looking at Saratas.

There was no anger, only pity.

The Void Herald felt a chill run through her at that moment, as if she were running naked in the dead of winter. She even curled up and curled up, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She could clearly sense that things were spiraling out of control.

自己
It seems I've unintentionally gotten involved in something I shouldn't have and wasn't capable of getting involved in.

Happy?
Do not!
Not at all.

The goal has been achieved, but I am now filled with fear.

"bring it on."

Under the illusion of the eclipse, Dick casually discarded Deathwing, which had been completely devoured and was now only a thin layer of "blood".

It was like discarding a piece of worthless trash, and then making a "unloading" gesture towards the Sunwell floating island that was being evacuated in the sky.

Fluttering its dark, glowing wings, the Vigilant rose into the air. Amidst the shrieking of the Twilight Hammer, which seemed to be eagerly poised to strike like a vicious lackey, the Vigilant looked toward the silent Lords on the other side of the void rift.

With an air of elegance and satisfaction, he said:

"Let's talk."

Ps:

Deathwing, the Executioner:
(End of this chapter)