Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 526, Section 65. Lady Elune, MVP, Dick. Sigh, become the king of bad jokes! - Bonus Chapter [35]

(Bonus chapter for the "Online Game Fans" brothers [3/5])
The vigilant spoke with a strong tone, reminiscent of the line "The wind is howling, the Yi River is cold."

Anyway, it's just really unlucky.

And that was indeed the case. When he jumped into the Sea of ​​No Light, and the "war of gods" that he had initiated truly entered the stage of brutal, hand-to-hand combat, the tougher his words were before, the more painful the beating he would receive.

It's nothing to be able to defeat Deathwing the Executioner head-on.

That guy was a vessel into which a lesser god's power was "infused" by chance. He had no concept of his own power, nor had he reached the limit of his own path.

Its combat power is ridiculously inflated.

It's understandable that Diakum could have been instantly defeated by his Solar Art in that situation, but these seven guys who were trying to kill him were no pushovers.

Each of them has its own concept of the void, and each has its own powers in the Sea of ​​No Light. When a real ancient monster takes action, it is truly extraordinary.

Of course, Diakum has no right to say that about others.

After all, he is a genuine "20,000-year-old monster".

Anser's Solar Fist, which he just unleashed, was indeed powerful, creating a crack in the void seal. Ashbringer's possession of three power concepts is also impressive; when the Holy Blade is swung, it ensures that Diakum can at least bring his "destructive power" to the same level as his opponent.

In such a life-or-death battle, if you go all out and still can't break through the defenses, then you're really just waiting to die.

"Swish"

The Twilight Cannon blasted at the Sun Avatar like a heavy punch, but was blocked by the Heart of Manonos. He casually threw out the heavy shield, which was accompanied by a demonic roar. The perfectly thrown shield collided five times, shattering three spells and two tentacles.

However, a burst of light was accompanied by a Twilight spell that interrupted Diakum's Sun Fist as he was charging up, and also silenced him.

At the same time, a ghostly Void Essence master flashed over, wielding its tentacles to form a giant Void scythe that shattered everything. Just as it was about to cut off the Vigilant's dog head, the Sunbreaker with a change of move blasted it back.

The scorched tentacles ignited and flew like withered vines, filling this dark land with the fierce winds of war.

The Vigilant's light and heat erupted like a star, using the Ashbringer's concept of light to resist the encroachment of the surrounding void darkness. This was the Holy Land of Light, and the continuous infusion of holy power pushed the effect of his "Revival Wind - Breathing Healing" to its limit.

These Void bigwigs couldn't kill him instantly, so they could only watch Diakum recover quickly.

However, destructive power is the domain of fel energy, not the specialty of the void.

Although the two sides seemed evenly matched, the vigilant knew that prolonging the battle would not benefit him.

The Void never confronts you head-on. The spiritual corruption of the seven Void deities, each with their own methods, is now superimposed, and even the Warrior of Light, with his will as blazing as the sun, is finding it difficult to withstand.

These monstrous mental attacks are utterly ineffective against any resistance.

After all, their life rank and power have reached this level, and their attacks are fatal. Even with the constant resistance and soothing from his heart, Diakum felt as if a magnitude 10 earthquake was happening in his mind.

Every dark detail of the past is dug up and used as a clarion call to attack, just as a sturdy dam is being eroded by termites, leaving invisible holes.

A single outburst of willpower is not enough to extinguish a burning fighting spirit; what is truly dangerous is perseverance.

Even the strongest mental dam can withstand immense pressure, and once it collapses, the consequences will be catastrophic. Moreover, Diakum is also at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation.

Even though Kazzak and five archangels risked their lives to lure away a Void God for Diakum, there were still six besieging him.

The "AT field" he created through faith and the power of his heart was being subjected to excessive saturation attacks every second. He knew he had to be strong enough to avoid being overwhelmed by the "mental AOE field" that these void deities brought with them and added to it.

If there were a "combat log" to view, then Diakum would have to endure at least ten San Checks every second.

One major failure would be enough to break him down on the spot.

Tentacles with dark spikes lashed out, burning and lashing, but were blocked by the Heart of Manonos. The scorching Ashbringer slashed and ignited them. The frontal attack was blocked, but a sneak attack came from the flanks and behind.

Another three solar storms were unleashed in quick succession, but some attacks still missed and struck the body. The adversity of two fists against four hands has never been portrayed so realistically.

He only has two hands, but his enemies don't have two hands.

These are genuine Void Gods, seven of them standing side by side, even the one with the fewest "arms" has more than a dozen tentacles. Fighting them would be like Dick struggling to advance through a dangerous "forest of tentacles".

The power of the concept of "corrosion" causes his sun avatar to be filled with several kinds of venom, which even the full self-purification of holy light cannot eradicate.

The "parasitic" power caused the void forces encountered during the battle to pierce his body like needles, drawing life force to nourish itself. When he was struck by the tentacle hammer again, the flesh on Dick's back was torn open, and the ferocious "power parasite" turned its head and bit into his neck.

This thing absorbed light and heat, evolving resistance to the sun's scorching rays, and bit through the armor, leaving Dick struck as if by lightning.

This blow was excruciating, causing the defense to falter. Like a ghostly apparition, it flickered and the terrifying shadow transformed into a thousand fangs and claws, tearing the Judge's armor apart and throwing the Vigilant into a storm of blades.

The burst of Solar Fist repelled the shadows, and Ashbringer's slash swept a piece of the opponent's shadow into a storm of scorching light, crushing it. The opponent was so pained that he shuddered and vanished on the spot.

The blood-soaked Vigilant slammed down his heavy shield, crushing the parasitic power beneath his feet.

That guy's power concept should be "shadow".
It is invisible and formless, without even a physical form.

He's not the weakest of the seven, but he's the most countered by the Sunfire. Dude, at our level, chasing stats is pointless; it's time to play the mechanics!

As long as the opportunity is seized to unleash the power of Yaoyang's light within the "Ghost's" domain, the Vigilant can definitely take it down.

The problem is that the other Void Gods won't give him that opportunity.

Therefore, we need to change our goal!
Dick squinted. He couldn't hold on any longer. The Sun Incarnation was far from invincible, not to mention his own absolute strength. Being able to fight back against the attacks of seven Void Gods was already beyond the norm.

It's time to enter the "second phase" to recover.

These guys are all full of energy; they're excellent "blood packs."

"Ow!"

Focused on shaping the cursed flesh and blood, the Void God who walked the path of "creation" saw Diakum's weakness. It seemed to have lost patience and swayed its "Abyssal True Form," formed by the convergence of its thirty-three tentacles and thirty-three claws, as it charged toward the Vigilant like a floating jellyfish.

This guy is also an "old acquaintance," having participated in the "war of the gods" in Karazhan before.

The thirty-three eye stalks opened, like eyeballs of varying lengths gathering power. The roaring beams of light danced wildly like lightsabers, piercing through the vigilant and then pulling it out and covering it in the next second. The biting of the abyss brought with it the grotesque sound of shattered bones.

It savored the flesh and blood of the Son of the Sun, letting out triumphant roars.

However, the other Void Gods were warning this foolish and ignorant idiot to retreat. If Diakum were so easy to kill, the great figures wouldn't have sent seven Void Gods.

The light quickly faded.

As the last ray of light extinguished in this void-sealed land, the five archangels, who were constantly killed but constantly reborn in the light, also sang an ethereal lament, using a final, explosive attack as their exit ritual.

Kazzak was still fighting; he was still dragging along that spellcasting Void God—well, not exactly dragging him along, the other was just very interested in this "Lightforged Demon."

He seemed to want to see how Diakum accomplished this astonishing light casting.

But whatever the reason or method was used to reduce Diakum's enemy count, tell me whether it was a successful delay or not.

The ethereal song of emptiness echoed, and the chilling entropy energy gathered.

The flesh and blood swallowed by the Abyss Creator seemed to have turned into a deadly poison. Amidst the creature's painful trembling and whimpering, the corpse held in its arms by its tentacles and claws suddenly opened its dark, luminous butterfly wings.

This time, outside the material world, Diakum no longer needed to suppress his destructive mysteries on the Void Path.

The moment the Devourer of All Realms appeared, a cold arm rose up and gripped the twisted limbs of the Abyss Creator. Its vigorous consumption of life and energy caused it to lose seven tentacles and twelve eyestalks in an instant.

The erupting dark winds bound it like chains, and in that terrifying, unrestrained, and unprecedentedly unbridled devouring, the lament of the void deities echoed through the gloomy sky of the sea of ​​lightless deity.

The other Void Gods wanted to come to their aid, but before they could get close, a solar eclipse was already overhead.

The suppression and extinguishing of all "light" caused the gods of the void to retreat as if they had been contaminated with a terrifying poison.

"Light" is a very abstract concept.

Any concept of "life" can be seen as possessing light, and it is precisely because Anser's eclipse suppresses all life and concepts that the Sea of ​​No Light so yearns for the arrival of the eclipse era.

It is precisely because the mysteries of the eclipse are linked to the deathly stillness of the stars that the Void Lords cannot allow Diakum to continue walking on this "forbidden path".

If he were to reach the end of the road, wouldn't all the "Age of Eclipse" that they had painstakingly created have been a boon to Diakum?
If this guy is only focused on traveling through the void, then so be it, since the meat is rotting in the pot anyway.

But the Vigilant is an anomaly who "walks in darkness and serves the light," so how could the Void Lords dare to let him continue to possess this power that erodes the stars?
Beneath the reflection of that eclipse illusion, the tentacles of the creator of the abyss, in their resistance, seemed to have endured millions of years of torment and ravages, while their energy and flesh were constantly devoured by the devourers of all realms.

The menacing tentacles and claws that had been raised turned into ashes, symbolizing an unfortunate soul becoming food for the larvae of the Devourer of All Realms.

The two forces clashed, but it was clear that the Devourer of All Realms, driven to the brink and unleashing its full power, possessed a superior gluttonous essence. However, the abyssal fleshy mass clearly did not intend to die a miserable death. It continued to grow more tentacles and corrupted limbs, frantically lashing out at the Devourer of All Realms before it, each strike filled with the immense pressure of the Force.

The Devourer of All Realms is not invincible.

Although he is immune to physical damage and can absorb all energy, attacks imbued with the Force can still harm him.

If the rate of "health recovery" cannot keep up with the rate of "health loss," Diakum will also "die" in this form, and then enter the more dangerous third form.

A true, untamed Void Entropy Demon.

In that form, he could no longer return to the light, and his devouring power would be amplified to the level of "the true Devourer of All Realms" Dimensius.

That's why seven Void Gods were here to kill Diakum.

They are not afraid of the Sun Incarnation. Although the current larval form of the Devourer of All Realms is troublesome, it is not worth fearing. What can truly cause fatal damage to them is Dick's completely unrestrained third form.

"Go together"

A whispered mental voice echoed within the blockade: the Devourer of Realms had locked down the Abyss Creator, effectively providing the best "meat shield." All that remained was for the remaining six to unleash their power together, enduring the eclipse's extinguishing and assimilation of the Light of Life, to shatter and kill Diakum's void form.

This guy will never be able to return to the Holy Light.

At that point, whether you kill them or spare them, it will all be "empty internal affairs."

The idea of ​​working together to accomplish great things fostered a basic unity among these individuals, and the moment the Abyss Creator was locked down, the remaining Void Gods stepped forward in unison.

Twilight, Annihilation, Ghost Blade, Corrosion, Parasite, Madness.

These conceptual forces were unleashed simultaneously, relentlessly bombarding the body of the Devourer of All Realms, even shattering the protective entropy energy wind, causing Diakum's void form to shatter into pieces in an instant.

Become!

The Void Gods clearly heard the echoes of the Devourer of Worlds' larva collapsing. Diakum will become the Devourer of Worlds in the future, but he is not yet the fearsome Dimensius.

he died!
He is about to fall completely into the void!
However, within this darkest void of shattered space, a dim light flickered and tugged within Dick's broken body, like some kind of precarious sealing chain.

They broke off one by one amidst the echoes of the void, but two of them still managed to pull at his shattered body, preventing him from completely abandoning his path of light and shadow at this moment.

If Aegwynn were here, she would be surprised to find that she had seen these dark, golden chains before in the "Vigilant's Dream"!

Diakum said that was a further exploration of his "twin of light and shadow" approach.

He didn't explicitly state what the dim golden chains binding the bodies of the Devourer of Worlds represented, but at this moment they certainly proved incredibly effective.

They shielded Dick from the fatal blow, while the Devourer of All Realms larvae, sensing the threat to their lives, devoured the Abyss Creators before them even more frantically. Their visible resurgence alarmed the other six Void Gods.

Everyone braved the danger of the solar eclipse to try and kill you, how could you be so inconsiderate?!

Why not just obediently die?
"Come again!"

The spiritual whisper that guided the lesser gods was now clearly clenched in anger.

He has lived for so long, and he has probably never seen any demigod so difficult to kill!

Having mastered Anser's conceptual power, it might be possible to fight against lesser gods with a demigod's body. After all, geniuses like "Azshara" occasionally appear in the six realms and the material star sea. But right now, it's one against seven, buddy!

If you manage to kill one of them in such a dominant game, the Void Gods will truly lose face.

But just as the Void Gods were about to fight for their honor and bury the Devourer of All Realms, which was healing itself, a strange howl erupted outside the Void Blockade.

The lesser god who possessed the concept of "shadow" power seemed to have sensed something.

That cunning bastard was the first to slip away, showing no sense of teamwork or even intending to warn the others of the impending danger.

The result was that the next second, when Elune's cruel black moon erupted above the Sea of ​​No Light, the blockade set up by the lesser gods was shattered by the Nightsworn's scythe.

Tyrande, who had flashed into the enemy ranks, had her black moon battle makeup on her face shining to the extreme. The dim moonlight of that "smoky makeup" covered most of her face and ears, and even her arms and neck were decorated with cold stars and moon.

Tyrande didn't play any fancy moves, starting with her ultimate ability, Starfall.

Of course, her "fall of stars" at this moment had already exceeded the concept of the Moon God's divine magic. The sky of the sea of ​​light was torn apart, and the burst of life force caused the meteorite wrapped in cold moonlight to completely ignite this gloomy land.

When the sun is not there, the moon will illuminate the Milky Way!

You bastards have bullied Anser for so long, do you really think His sister has no anger at all?

The moonlight shone down.

The Storm Lord, locked in fierce combat on the battlefield below, leans on the howling and shrieking Demon Blade Apocalypse. Beside it lie the mangled remains of several slain Krahis generals.

The tyrant of the swarm raised his head.

Its compound eyes reflected a starry sky more brilliant than ever before, and wherever the cold moon reached, the Night Oath was everywhere!
It was like hundreds of Nightsworn had formed a "Void Farming Group," and all you could see was the despair-inducing Black Moon Slash.

In an instant, tentacles and claws flew everywhere, eyestalks and elytra crashed down, and the black blood of the gods mingled with the falling meteor shower, howling as it crashed toward the shore of the Chaos Land.

The more enjoyable the six Void Gods were of bullying the Vigilant just now, the more pathetic they will be when Elune's Hand beats them up.

Perhaps Ms. Bai really wanted to vent her anger while rescuing Diakum; Tyrande was so fierce at this moment that she didn't seem like a moonlit war goddess at all.

It's more like the moon goddess herself has arrived.

Hmm, thinking about it carefully, to be so powerful in the void realm of the Sea of ​​No Light, it's possible that "the Moon Goddess is using a substitute account to play".

But what's really bothering the six Void Gods right now isn't the fact that they were beaten up by the Nightsworn, but that they have to watch helplessly as the Abyss Creator is devoured by that monster, Diakum!

The Devourer of All Realms can strengthen itself by devouring enemies. If we don't kill it this time, it will face an even stronger Vigilant once it recovers.

The struggle of the blind and foolish creator of the abyss grew weaker and weaker, like a victim caught by a vampire and unable to escape. Finally, under the heartbroken gaze of the Void Gods, the Dark Light Butterfly Wings of the Devourer of All Realms lit up the shining light veins. As the light veins ignited, another sun crown appeared in the sky.

Like the blazing sun high in the sky, reflecting the brilliance of the scattered, cold moon.

Five golden cherubs sang praises of their rebirth from the light, and then transformed into the "Five Archangels of the High Heaven" to guard their lord. Diakum, now back in the light, casually tossed the Abyss Creator, who had been devoured and was left with only a breath of life, into the swarm's territory like a falling giant beast corpse.

The rulers sang praises, while tyrants roared as they rushed forward to devour the "flesh and blood of the gods."

The severely wounded Agamaggan stared intently at the Void Gods high in the sky with its blinded compound eyes, as it greedily devoured the blood food that the Lightforged had given to the swarm.

Ah, how sweet is flesh and blood brimming with power, how melodious is the dying cry of a self-proclaimed noble god.

Cry out, scream your heart out.

The swarm will remember this taste, and one day, the swarm will feed on them!

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The desolate Tyrogus Rift welcomed the arrival of a distinguished being.

The door, burning with cosmic flames, quietly opened, and a giant, terrifying enough to make the stars tremble, stepped inside.

He gazed upon this tragic scene, devoured by the void, "utterly lifeless, with everything utterly destroyed," and seemed to hear, as if he could still hear the desperate echoes of the world called "Terrogus" as it perished.

He stepped forward, his body shrinking to the size that allowed him to tread the desolate border between the material world and the sea of ​​light. He then reached out and touched the cold earth, feeling the cry that, even if uttered with all his might, could only be drowned out by the countless calamities of the starry sea.

He did not come to seek revenge for this world.

The reason I took the time to come here was because my subordinates had given me a rather "interesting" invitation.

An insect arrogantly promised itself that it could bring it an evil god from the void, and all it would take in return was its specialty, "annihilation."

It was an invitation from the Holy Light, but in His eyes it made no difference.

All six Forces possess a sense of justice, just as I, as the Lord of Fel, yearn for a massacre to vent my rage, if that venting needs a reason.
Ok.

Let it be for the sake of this pathetic, dead world before us.

I heard your cries!

Then I will wait and see how I respond to this long-overdue catastrophe in the void.

(End of this chapter)