Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 527, Section 66. Hey, brothers of the Sea of ​​No Light, this party was amazing! Guess who else I invited?
(Bonus chapter for the "Online Game Fans" brothers [4/5])
The Heart of Manonos, now riddled with cracks, was retrieved, and Diakum, holding Ashbringer in one hand, grasped Kazzak's Soul Staff in the other.

As the radiant light poured in, the Dawn Overlord, who had just been brutally torn apart, was reborn once again in the light.

Kazzak felt honored to be a part of such a battle. It gripped the Spear of Destruction and arrogantly challenged the Void Gods. Above it, Diakum, bathed in the even hotter sunlight, glanced at his character card.

The demigod's perfect rating left him somewhat dissatisfied, so he turned his gaze to the six void deities before him. Their "nutrition" was so rich that it left a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

If I just "eat" one more, I'll be able to truly touch the threshold of a lesser god, right?
Unfortunately, it's precisely at these critical moments that you shouldn't eat just anything.

"go back!"

Elune's voice, along with Tyrande's flashback into the sunlight, rang in Diakum's ears; it was the voice of the Nightsworn and the Moon Goddess in a "double reverb".

Sure enough, Ms. Bai personally went to the hospital.

"The Nightsworn's body can no longer withstand my divine power. I will cover you and take you back to Azeroth."

He tried to persuade him in this way, but Diakum shook his head.

"One Void God's fall is not enough to declare the People of Light's determination to ignite the sun! Rest assured, they failed to kill me just now, they will not have another chance!"

He took out the pocket watch one last time, and when the last hand was in its correct position, he let the magic pocket watch shatter in his hand, saying:

"Our distinguished guest has arrived."

Nightsworn didn't quite understand what Diakum meant by "distinguished guest has arrived," but Lady Elune seemed to "understand" it instantly.

Thus, the invincible power of the moon goddess was quietly withdrawn at this moment.

Tyrande's power continued to decline, eventually barely maintaining itself at the level of a lesser god, which was the maximum divine power infusion that her current vessel could normally withstand.

Given the current situation on the battlefield, it's not a problem to challenge a Void God one-on-one, and it can hold out for a while against two, but it won't work against three.

Even though Diakum used "Heaven and Earth Together" to kill one of them, there were still six Void Gods in front of him.

Even if she and Dick were tied together, they still couldn't beat him.

If Tyrande weren't a devout believer who couldn't utter foul language, she would probably be jumping up and down, shouting for Diakum to use his invincible "Divine Storm" to come up with a solution.

Diakum provided a solution: under the wide-eyed gaze of the Nightsworn, he transformed into a blazing sun and hurled it at the Ashbringer and Kazzak's Soul Staff.

Two against six, he once again took the initiative to start the battle.

The five angels and Kazzak adopted the same tactic as before. They pounced on the spellcasting Void God, intending to entangle Him again. Kazzak aside for the moment, the five seraphim and Diakum were strongly bound together in strength.

After the Devourers of All Realms enjoyed the enhancement from the Feast of Gluttony, their strength also increased. Although they still couldn't face the God of the Void directly, they were more adept at buying time through constant "noble sacrifices."

Nightsworn didn't quite understand Diakum's methods, but she knew that Lady Elune had left her here to obey the Vigilant's commands.

He then picked up the Black Moon Blade, chose one that he "looked good," and flashed over to start fighting again.

Two against six became one against four.

Diakum was still outnumbered, but this time his fighting style was wilder than before. Just now, as the Sun Incarnation, he had to consider whether to dodge when faced with an attack, but not now.

Let's go for it now!

Ignite the fire of the sun, and charge forward!

Supporting the protective force field of the power of the heart, and relying on the 20% increase in all attributes of strength just now, Diakum seemed to be really desperate to kill one more person this time, repeating the previous tactic to make another "breakthrough in the face of battle".

He focused his attacks on the "Spectre," the enemy he was most vulnerable to.

Its name is definitely not this; a dignified Void God must have a sufficiently imposing title, but Dick has no interest in finding out its name.

People are going to die soon anyway, why bother with all that trouble?
"My two lords, lend me your strength to slay the enemy!"

The sun, in its guise, roared.

He proactively requested "off-field support," and Argus and Azeroth responded instantly. The two lords even appeared somewhat "eager," as if it were some kind of honor.

But thinking about it carefully, Diakum really hadn't asked for the Star Soul's help for a long time.

Especially after he embarked on his own path and became more and more stable, and his mastery of light and shadow increased, the two lords' "involvement" in each battle in Diakum became less and less.

Although they probably don't care about this, it's always good to have a sense of "participation" in such an exciting occasion.

The surrounding forces of the two world powers amplified the light and heat of the sun's incarnation, but Diakum did not use this power to enhance his offense; instead, he used it for defense.

The power of the world can be perfectly integrated into all forces as a "catalyst," and the power of the heart is the same. The dark blue power of creation pulses and flows, causing the AT field of the vigilant to be rendered from nothingness into dark blue.

This is equivalent to the two lords helping him withstand the frenzied attacks of those Void Gods, just like Diakum relentlessly pursuing "Spectre" while under the influence of an indefinite "Divine Shield".

Wherever there was shadow, he would rush over and ignite a light.

Ashbringer's concept of light dispels darkness as easily as swatting a stray dog, making this Void God, who was being "hunted down," never realize how "vulnerable" he actually was.

But it was restrained!

The opponent's combat mechanism is clearly designed to counter its "natural enemy," leaving it with nowhere to unleash its full power and forcing it to dodge and evade in a sorry state.

The other three Void Gods weren't truly refusing to help it.

They were really trying very hard to stop Diakum, to the point of being "anxious," as if their anger was building up and they were increasingly ignoring the aftershocks of the attack.

Soon, the battlefield in the sky, which was still under control, devolved into an uncontrollable brawl. The Sea of ​​No Light surged violently, and countless Shadow Chasing Insects that were still fighting were swept into the waves, making the already shattered continent even more fragmented.

Those void creatures and shadow dragons flying in the air will go completely insane as they get close to the edge of the battlefield. Their mental collapse is only the beginning of the disaster. Their flesh and blood will quickly twist and mutate into indescribable things.

The end of the world is coming.

At the very least, the end of the world is coming for this continent.

The Overlord gazed at the sky and sighed. It knew that the first destruction of the swarm was unstoppable. However, on the edge of the battlefield, while all the gods were increasingly immersed in this battle of destruction, the Shadow Hunters were quietly moving.

Precious insect eggs are being transported away from this collapsing battlefield of gods.

General Staghelm even burned his own eyes, pierced his ears, and sealed his mind to prevent himself from being disturbed by the increasingly terrifying aftershocks. Meanwhile, the Swarm Hunter Lilesa Windrunner raised her precious Peace Bell, soothing the raging King Beast Agamaggan, causing it to follow her away from the battlefield and move towards the quietly opening rift.

No one knows where they are taking these insect eggs, but the fact that Diakum is personally covering for them makes this transfer clearly important.

The Night Oath warriors high in the sky also seemed to be getting angry.

Her Black Moon Slash grew increasingly ferocious, shattering everything in its path as she pursued the cunning "Abyss Prophet" and continuously invoked the wrath of the Moon Goddess.

Until one moment, Elune's voice quietly rang out:
"Calm down! Don't let the evil energy continue to affect you, cooperate with him."

A sliver of cold moonlight quietly shone down, cooling Tyrande's burning mind and making her suddenly realize that the increasingly violent battle was being subtly orchestrated by Diakum, who was interfering with the judgment of the Void God in a "silent and gentle" way.

However, the fact that a lesser god could be so angry and agitated suggests that Diakum may have already begun drawing upon the power of Sha when he entered the Sea of ​​No Light.

Even that "death" just now might have been intentional on his part.

In that instant, the words "Distinguished guest has arrived" spoken by the Vigilant once again came to Tyrande's mind, causing a subtle stir in Nightsworn's heart. She seemed to understand the Vigilant's strategic objective as well.

Then let's cooperate and follow his rhythm.

"Lady Elune, grant me your darkest moon phase, and let destruction descend."

Just as Nightsworn was about to unleash his ultimate move, the Abyss Prophet spun around, risking being struck by the Black Moon Scythe, to summon the seal of the abyss and transform into a black "monster fish" that leaped from Tyrande's feet, temporarily banishing Nightsworn to a deeper, darker place.

Its seventh eye shifted its gaze, looking towards the watcher.

Even with the enhanced defenses of the two Venerable Lords, the strange barrier formed by the power of the mind was rapidly weakened by the constant attacks of the God of the Void.

The constant illusions, the constant interference, and the parasitic tactics that try to replicate previous victories—but the same tricks won't work a second time on the Warrior of Light.

The illusion was shattered by the enemy, the mental interference was resisted by the power of the heart, and the parasite was melted by the exploding starlight and heat before it could even burrow into flesh.

Having lost the Abyss Creator's tough, fleshy shield, they now lack effective means to control Diakum.

Until "Spectre" was struck four times by Ashbringer, and his shadowy body was ignited in a sorry state, the power of the heart, strengthened by the power of the world, was finally shattered by the burst of twilight. Then, the spectral tentacles that roared in came from the boundless void, enduring the burning pain of contact with the star, and pulled on Diakum's limbs to bind him.

The ethereal eyeball that flashed towards them pierced the body of the vigilant with a fierce twilight, while the shattering of the sun's incarnation unleashed scorching light upon the battle-filled sky.

The Void Essence, having been thoroughly bullied, was enraged to see the Vigilant trapped. It turned around and opened its Dark Curtain, instantly obscuring all light.

Yes, light can indeed illuminate darkness, but in the pitch-black night, even the brightest light will be extinguished by the winds of darkness.

Although there is a relationship of restraint between forces, there is never a distinction of superiority or inferiority.

Now the hunter has become the prey, so let the vigilant radiance of the sun be extinguished by his own hand!
The immense power of the void surrounded, crushed, tore, and corroded, and the four Void Gods seized the opportunity once again; this time they would not fail.

How can the aid of the world's power last long in the void realm?

The intervention of the Star Soul has been stopped, and the light of the Vigilant is about to be "extinguished".

Nightsworn tried to jump over to provide support, but was blocked by the sudden appearance of the Illusion of the Void. The last Void God once again accomplished the unexciting feat of "tearing apart" Kazzak.

He turned, allowing his morbid, grotesque form to unfurl in the waves of the Sea of ​​Light, transforming into a bizarre "inverted cross," gathering the annihilating power of the void, and joining forces with other void deities to crush Diakum's struggling resistance. The wraith laughed in the darkness.

It unfurled its dark eyes, casting eerie shadows wherever it went, and one could even vaguely see the stars shrouded in darkness, floating and sinking in this "lightless galaxy".

It felt certain that its attack would be successful!
Yes, Diakum is nothing more than a cunning villain who takes advantage of the double blessing of the Holy Light and the Void to act recklessly. He is two-faced and jumps back and forth between light and shadow. He is not worthy of the Sea of ​​Light's attention at all!

Only these beings, born from the Sea of ​​No Light, are the true "pillars" of the Void Realm.

A bastard like Diakum, who got this far by sheer luck, should be thrown back into the waves of the Sea of ​​Darkness. Ha, no one will remember his name!
"Nobody will remember you!"

The vicious roar, echoing in Shasyaar, transformed into a tangible restraint, causing the dark sky to completely engulf Diakum at that moment.

All the light vanished in that instant, and then, an even more intense chanting resounded from the realm of darkness:
"Holy Light! We wish to ignite the sun, but the eclipse of the void is imminent. This is the moment of destiny. Grant us the light to shape the future!"

Holy Light and Morality
Honestly, how long has it been since Diakum used this thing?
And you, a vigilant, have no shame? You're basically the "number one person in the realm of holy light in the material world," haven't you given the holy light enough? Why do you still need to ask the "holy light mother" for milk at this time?

So you call your parents when you get bullied by the powerful Void God?
shameless!
Don't you even have the ability to fight yourself?
However, the Void Gods' crazy complaints do not prevent this absurd connection between the Holy Light's morality and fate, allowing it to play a role at any stage of Diakum's life.

Just like now.

The terrifying beam of light instantly transcended the barriers of the Force's domain, embracing Diakum with a gesture of "full assistance," and incidentally dispelling all the surrounding darkness with its most brilliant radiance.

Considering that Diakum was swallowed into the core domain by the Void God, this wave of Holy Light strikes can be seen as stabbing Spectre in the heart.

The most outrageous thing is that it was the Void God himself who "dug" open his heart and swallowed the deadly poison, which gave the Holy Light an opportunity to take advantage.

It really should have been more rational just now, and not acted so impulsively.

But it's too late to say anything now!

The intense light, like a nuclear explosion spreading from the corona, illuminated the raging, lightless sea, and the aftershocks carved a terrifying trail of sunlight across the shattered continent.

Diakum, bathed in light, was covered in wounds; his solar avatar was shattered, but he clutched a void core that was screaming and howling in agony.

That was the core of the Void Essence, from the Void God who had just been severely injured.

He looked at the Void Gods surrounding him, a pale smile on his face, and said:

I'm hungry.

Then, the light faded, and the void rose.

This bastard actively transformed his light and shadow, entering the form of the Devourer of All Realms, and began to devour the Void Core of the "Ghost." He's really going to complete his second "battlefield breakthrough" here.

“Stop him!!!”

This time, the Void Gods were so anxious that they stopped communicating through mental whispers and roared directly in Shasyaar.

If Diakum absorbs the energy of this Void God, this monster will truly be on the verge of becoming a Lesser God, and then there will be no way to defeat him.

The Void God lunged at him, and Diakum naturally had to dodge.

A runestone was thrown out, and the Twilight's Hammer ripped open a rift leading to another place. Without hesitation, the Vigilant dragged the still screaming Void God into it.

One by one, the Void Gods chased after them.

The battle had progressed to this point, and their hearts, filled with anger, shame, and hatred, made them almost without hesitation when they leaped into the rift.
Except for that Abyss Prophet!

As a spellcasting void deity, it hadn't participated in the siege of Diakum but had been entangled in a battle with the Nightsworn. It vaguely sensed that something was amiss with the scene before it.

The Void Gods seem to have acted too recklessly today. Didn't you check what was on the other side before jumping over?

You are all shrewd people from the Sea of ​​No Light, how could you make such a mistake?

this.
wrong!

Something is wrong!
At that moment, the seven eyes of the Abyss Prophet spun around as it suddenly conceived a terrifying idea.

The Void God, whose body resembled an octopus, was about to unleash a secret technique to reverse time and bring his companions back to the Sea of ​​No Light when he was suddenly kicked in the waist by a Nightsworn who sprang from behind.

Ah, what a perfect "Ultraman Flying Kick"!

That was the Night Oath's perfect build-up, the moment he had been waiting for.

The outburst of Luna's Wrath resulted in the Cold Moon Lockdown, which locked down the Abyss Prophet. Just as Tyrande delivered a precise "Chinese national football team footwork" kick, it also threw the Abyss Prophet into the churning rift.

Of course, the Void Gods were a bunch of evil beings. As it was thrown in, it also flung out its ghostly blade tentacles, dragging Nightsworn down into the rift.

As they tumbled and crashed into an entity, the Abyss Prophet instantly sensed the environment around them.

Hmm, thankfully, it's a void rift located at the edge of the Sea of ​​No Light and the material world. It seems to have been here before. If I remember correctly, this place should be called "Terrogus Rift".

It belongs to a pitiful world that was swallowed by the void long ago.

Then, the seven eyes of the Abyss Prophet moved, trying to track Diakum's whereabouts. The moment it raised its head, an uncontrollable fear erupted from the deepest part of the lesser god's heart.

What did it see?
That terrifying figure, wielding the galaxy-tearing Goreber the Darkboiler, was beheading the laughable Void God, endless evil fire boiling and transforming into cosmic flames that bombarded everything.

Sargeras's eyes held no particular emotion, but the fluidity with which he crushed the Void God spoke volumes about the immense pleasure this evil god was experiencing.

The Abyss Prophet's first reaction was to turn and run.

Its octopus-like, razor-like tentacles thrashed desperately across the desolate land of the Tyrogus Rift, trying to escape back to the rift leading to the Sea of ​​No Light.

It had never felt the waves of the Sea of ​​No Light so alluring.

Perhaps I should begin today to lie dormant in the warm silt of the abyss, until ten centuries later—no, twenty centuries later—before emerging to make my move.

It would take at least twenty centuries!

Only in this way can one soothe the terror of having carelessly crossed a rift and witnessed the Dark Titan standing guard at the border of this sea of ​​light, slaughtering one's pitiful brethren.
But how could He be here!
Why did He come here?
Do you, a demonic true god, really have nothing else of importance to do? You're so foolish as to conspire with the chosen ones of the Holy Light to ambush and trap our poor void deities?

What did we do to provoke you? It seems like we're truly at odds now.

I have to escape back!
I must survive!

It frantically flapped its tentacles, only to be kicked back by the Nightsworn in the next instant. Tyrande was also trembling with fear, but she knew what she had to do. Like a "gatekeeper," she held the Black Moon Scythe and sealed the rift back to the Sea of ​​No Light.

Logically, these Void Gods could have opened their own escape routes, but since Sargeras had already come, how could he allow so many Void minions to escape his slaughter?

In the past, the Dark Titans would hunt down Void Gods in the Star Sea for a long time before achieving any results, but look, the Vigilant only made a slight move and delivered a whole basket of Void fodder to Him.

Although their level is generally average and they are not considered powerful secondary gods, their large number makes up for it.

As Sargeras tore apart the Void God, Diakum, now back in his Radiant form, clutched his chest and staggered forward. Amidst the roaring, cosmic flames that seemed to destroy a galaxy, Tyrande reached out to support him.

He was exhausted, and even his speech became weak. Although the Dark Titan's blade was not aimed at him, the battle intent to destroy the void did not distinguish between people. After all, didn't you, Diakum, also rush in in the form of the void?

I'm already being very lenient by not giving you a "Starburst Abandoned Treatment" attack.

"Let's go, there's nothing more for us here."

As he spoke, he let Nightsworn steal a glance at the Dark Titan enjoying the slaughter, and then led Dick into the disturbed, dying rift.

"Take me back!"

The Abyss Prophet, locked down by the Dark Titan and unable to open any portals, screamed in agony, its seven eyes and twelve tentacles pleading madly.

"Lightforger, take me back! I'll be your slave! I beg you to save me, my Lord!"

"Better say goodbye."

On the other side of the rift, Diakum, coughing up blood, toyed with the dark essence in his hand and replied in a gentle tone:

"Four Void Gods are not enough to satisfy Lord Sargeras's 'righteous wrath,' and in fact, even if you were included, it would only be enough for His 'appearance fee.' I used my connections in the Burning Legion to invite such a great figure as Him to this 'war of the gods,' so it wouldn't be right not to give Him even a little 'tip.'"

so."

Under the astonished gaze of the Abyss Prophet, Diakum, with a hint of regret, tossed the essence of the "Spectre" that he had previously captured into the Terrogus Rift.

The ghosts were now in despair.

No, brother!
You fucking defeated me and didn't even eat me? Logically I should thank you, but you threw me to Sargeras. I fucking curse you, you bastard, in the Heart of Hell!

Why are you so vicious?

Is this how your Holy Light teaches you to act?

As expected of someone favored by the Void Force, when it comes to ruthlessness, the six of us combined are no match for you.

"May your slaughter bring you pleasure, sir."

In the instant the rift closed completely, Diakum's cry echoed in the crevice between the Sea of ​​Light and the material world; he bid farewell:
"In the name of the leader of the People of Light, I declare that Lord Sargeras is a champion of justice! At least, today."

May the Holy Light bless your soul.

(End of this chapter)