Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 528, Section 67: The Fall of the Seven Gods Was Not Even the Beginning of the End, But Only the End of the Beginning.
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"You actually summoned the Dark Titan?"

In the gloom of the Sea of ​​Lightless, Tyrande helped the barely breathing Diakum, who seemed on the verge of collapse, descend towards the Zerg continent where the battle raged on. She still felt a complex mix of emotions—shock, awe, and a slight sense of unreality—and spoke in a subtle tone:

"I've long heard that you, an ancient Eredar, have a wide network of connections. Seeing you today, it's truly remarkable. You were able to invite Sargeras here. Is there anything in this world that you can't do?"

"Hmm, of course, for example, taking down seven Void Gods single-handedly?"

Diakum even made a joke.

Weak and severely injured, he wiped the "holy blood" flowing from the corner of his mouth as he spoke:

"It's still my own inadequacy. Otherwise, why would I need such a difficult arrangement? If I truly possessed great power, I could have simply driven over to the void when it challenged me, without having to trouble Lady Elune and the Dark Titan to come out together."

As for connections
These days, which ancient Eredar doesn't have a few 'friends' in the Burning Legion?

To paraphrase Yrel's joke, the Burning Legion is one of the 'career paths' we Eredar can choose from. I only sent a letter; it was a tactical gamble all along. Fortunately, although I always manage to beat fate.

But at least today, it's on my side.

"Sent a message to the high demon lord of the Burning Legion, and then summoned the Dark Titans?"

Tyrande considered this a "Versailles" behavior unique to the Eredar, and she shook her head, saying:

"The Great Demon Lord, who stirs up trouble in the starry sea every time he appears, is just a messenger to you, and you are certain that your letter will be delivered to the Dark Titan. This influence alone is enough to make you one of the most important figures in this galaxy."

“I’ve been at the top of the Burning Legion’s Starsea Bounty List for years. Before that letter was even sent, I was already a ‘Starsea Legend,’ madam.”

Diakum replied rather unmodestly.

As the two landed on a devastated continent, they heard the roar and tremors of the Sea of ​​No Light. The raging sea of ​​dark light surged with angry waves, as if it were a manifestation of some kind of anger and sorrow.

It was like a death knell tolling, allowing every void creature on every continent of the Sea of ​​No Light to witness the fall of a god.

"First tone."

Dick sat cross-legged beside a eroded, pitted mountainside, invoking the holy light to heal him, and said:

"Listen, for this death knell will toll six times today, symbolizing the loss of six leaders in the Void Realm, the release of the shackles of seven powers, and the opening of seven paths to greatness."

Ambitious individuals are eager to try.

After a brief period of grief, they will prepare for war, and chaos will follow. I will personally ignite an abyssal infighting destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

Why are there only six instances of Godfall's Death Knell?

Tyrande said in surprise:
"We clearly killed seven of them."

"We only killed one; the remaining six were all killed by the Dark Titans. Their power is not to be profaned. Be careful, the Burning Legion might come knocking on your door tonight for a chat, madam."

The guard let out a whimpering laugh, followed by a violent cough, and then explained:
"The Abyss Creator was devoured by me; that was merely a struggle and 'inheritance' between void entities. The flesh rotted in the pot. The nature of the void is multifaceted, but 'survival of the fittest' is inevitably among them."

I will not be condemned for that one devouring, but the remaining six godfalls are all my fault.

I sold out the benefits of nothing.

Listen, He is rebuking me.

Dick raised his hand, clearly feeling the "rejection," and within his mind roared the sea of ​​darkness, proclaiming his crime of harming the interests of the void.

His void powers plummeted at a terrifying speed, like riding a drop tower, and finally "returned to zero" under Diakum's helpless gaze.

The void no longer welcomes him.

He and his family are being driven out of the Sea of ​​No Light, like an unpleasant tenant being kicked out by a grumpy landlord.

Now, apart from the Void Mysteries he already possessed, the Vigilant would find it difficult to receive any amplification from the Void Force even in Void form.

To put it simply, he can no longer use cheats in Void form.

Because of this terrible rebuke, Diakum and his Shadow Chaser swarm, along with the Shadow Chaser Hunters, will be regarded as “enemies” by all Void creatures. They will be seen as traitors to the Void, and as everyone knows, traitors are always more hateful than enemies.

"I have to leave here."

Diakum said:
"Perhaps I will not be able to set foot in this land of darkness for a long time. This is the price of today's divine war. The Void Force does not care about my internal struggle with other Void individuals. Internal strife is one of the ways to promote the strong."

But I sold them to the Dark Titans, which is a different story.

Indeed, no Force will tolerate a traitor.

Tyrande nodded, and said with some concern:
"But since you are walking the path of 'Twins of Light and Shadow,' and your Void Power has been stripped away, does that mean your path will also be affected? Was it for this reason that you didn't absorb the energy of that Void Essence before, but instead left it to Sargeras?"

"No, that was just a 'gift' to express gratitude. The concept of that essence's power is 'shadow,' which conflicts with my morality. Absorbing it rashly would cause very bad consequences."

My balance of light and shadow will indeed become unbalanced; it's only a matter of time.

Dick gave a subtle smile and said:

"But there's no need to worry too much. I am the nascent form of the Devourer of All Realms. If the Void is unwilling to grant me its blessing, I can simply take it myself; if it is unwilling to bestow its power upon me, I can simply 'steal' it."

Although this is not in line with the style of a Holy Light Walker, as you said, I walk in the gap between light and darkness, and occasionally I have a little power to 'indulge' myself.

You go back first.

I need to take care of some remaining matters here.

"Are you really okay here all by yourself?"

The Night Oathman said worriedly:
"You have just executed seven Void Gods. If I were the most honored one here, I would have done everything in my power to kill you. The Void considers you a traitor, which means that any Void creature that can kill you will receive the highest reward."

Every piece of filthy flesh in the Sea of ​​No Light has every reason to hate you and try to kill you.

"Yes, after I was regarded as the number one enemy by the demons, the Void also put me at the top of its bounty list. How honored I am to be served by two great forces like this."

The vigilant grinned.

Seeing that he could still joke around, Tyrande knew that this guy must have other tricks up his sleeve, so she stopped worrying.

She stood up and took one last look at the insectoid continent.

This place is collapsing and falling to its doom. The very foundation connecting the entire continent to the Sea of ​​No Light has been destroyed by the previous collision with the continent, and the shattered void is falling into the ocean of no light.

Terrifying earthquakes erupted every second, causing towering mountains to collapse as if their spines had been ripped out.

Even so, the surviving Shadow Chasers continued their desperate struggle, like a final revelry before the apocalypse, the swarm's will imbuing them with the purest destructive urge.

Let these insects, still breeding, still hunting, still fighting, abandon all desires and transform into the most primitive and frenzied killing machines, tearing apart and gnawing at every piece of fallen flesh that does not belong to them left in this void.

That is also a manifestation of a chilling "will".

The Shadow Chaser swarm was banished from the Sea of ​​No Light, forbidden from returning to its birthplace. But the swarm was clearly resentful, leaving behind a chilling testament with their final slaughter.

They will come back!

Perhaps soon, the swarm will return to the Sea of ​​No Light as “unwelcome,” seeking to reclaim their place in this void realm.

"This is not the end, far from it, this is only the beginning."

This thought arose in the mind of the Night Oath.

She saw the warrior insect relentlessly tearing at the Faceless One, dragging it into the waves of the Sea of ​​No Light, and even as it "melted" into the dark waters, the insect did not stop fighting.

"Once the swarm is born, it will not allow itself to perish. It will accumulate power in the sea of ​​matter until it greets its homeland in a more brutal way at some point. Perhaps this is what Diakum intended to do in the first place."

He and his swarm were never part of this place, and they would never play the role of 'good boys'.

The Nightsworn wielded his scythe, opening a rift to the material world.

She used too much of the Moon Goddess's Wrath on this trip, and was even personally logged in by Ms. White to fight for her. The power seal imposed by the World Mother is on the verge of breaking, and she must immediately go to the Chamber of the Heart to rebuild the seal.

As Tyrande said, she was not afraid of death.

But now that Lady Elune is embarking on another future, as the Goddess of the Night, she must shoulder more responsibilities, and death is not a release until those duties are fulfilled.

After Tyrande left, Diakum no longer maintained his dignity. He cried out in pain and leaned against the swaying rocks in utter disarray.

On this shattered continent, about to collapse into the waves of the Sea of ​​No Light, they watched the relentless hunt of the Shadow Chasers.

Those abyssal gates still stand in the shattered lands, leading behind them to the realms of the fallen gods. The Overlord has unleashed its most frenzied swarms to raid them, and the Black Devouring Dragons created by the Black Devourer have been thrown into those void domains. They will fight and destroy until their death.

It was like a vicious counterattack.

This obviously cannot destroy another Voidland, but it is a kind of "expression." The swarm wants to leave its own terrifying legend in the Sea of ​​No Light, and when it returns next time, it will continue to complete this unfinished "Great Cycle".

Just as Diakum was admiring the scene of destruction on the Chaos Coast continent that he had single-handedly caused, Blade Queen Unit 2, Shakshiel, walked over with an awe.

Her swarm enhancement had already been completed beforehand, and although her performance in this God War was not as dazzling as Anvina's, it was still commendable.

Given that Anvina has already "graduated" and is unlikely to be involved in the Shadow Swarm's command structure, Shakshir's rise to power is a foregone conclusion.

As a unique individual like the "Queen of Blades," her appearance is certainly different from other insects that follow an abstract and brutal path.

Her "modeling" is more refined.

It adopted the torso of a humanoid creature and even sculpted the softness of a woman. However, the spider-leg-like bone wings on its back, the scorpion-like tail, the claws on its arms and the dragon armor scales on its body, as well as the heavy and distorting mental power that was visible to the naked eye, all indicated that its destructive power and combat strength far exceeded that of an ordinary Hive Tyrant.

This is a leader, representing the authority of the swarm, and naturally needs to be carefully cultivated.

"The Overmind and the Swarm Tyrants have all safely moved on. I remain here to command the Swarm's final battle. Great Lightforger, this continent is collapsing, and the Void is banishing us."

"Would you like to leave with me?"

She asked cautiously, her bloodshot eyes and the delicately decorated spider compound eyes on her forehead revealing an expression of "adoration".

She witnessed firsthand the brutal slaughter of seven arrogant Void Gods by the Lightforgers, which was enough to prove that the Shadow Chasers worshipped the true "gods".

Ha, what right do those weak individuals who can be slaughtered have to steal the name of "God"?

In that instant, the so-called "nobility of lesser gods" was completely demystified in Shakoshir's eyes. A god is a god, and trying to use the concept of "lesser gods" to glorify oneself is simply laughable.

Those were merely individuals more powerful than demigods, but far from being true gods, while the Lightforgers they revered would surely ascend to the throne of true gods in the future.

At that time, He will generously bestow the entire Star Sea and the six realms upon the Shadow Chaser swarm.

Yes!

The eternal cycle of reincarnation is not limited to the Sea of ​​No Light, but also includes the Material Galaxy, the Twisting Nether, the Emerald Dream, the Shadow Realm, the Astral Plane, and even the yet-to-be-revealed Realm of Holy Light.

The entire known world will become the swarm's hunting grounds, a reward they deserve for their loyalty.

They will become the Lightforged's whip to discipline the stars, and also the Lightforged's merciless claws to strike their enemies. Wherever the Swarm passes, nothing will be left but the Lightforged's great and righteous faith!
Ah, what a glorious future!

As Shakshir thought about it, he even put himself in the shoes of the character.

She even longed to kneel at the feet of the Lightforged, to hear their magnificent teachings, and to draw strength from their great deeds to attain greatness.

"You really need to practice your ability to control your emotions, Shakshir."

Diakum sighed and said:
"Even without hearing it, I know you're feeling very excited. But you're still young, and you have a lot to learn. Stay here; I'm waiting for a 'guest'."

"But it's dangerous for you to stay here."

The Queen of Blades said with some concern.

No sooner had he spoken than the second death knell tolled amidst the still-unsettled waves, and the death of the second Void God by Sargeras's sword ignited even greater fury in the Sea of ​​No Light.

The storm in the Darkwaters had become a chaotic entity, howling as it swept towards the shattered continent, intent on erasing all traces of the Lightforged and his presence in the Sea of ​​No Light.

Many insects couldn't withstand the rebuke and pressure from the void and exploded on the battlefield.

He was furious.

Dick couldn't believe how chaotic the celestial phenomena in this Dark Light Sea would become after all six death knells had been tolled.

"She's right, it's dangerous for you to stay here."

Finally, the guests arrived.

An elegant, slightly magnetic voice appeared before Diakum, accompanied by a wisp of indistinct mist. The Truth Hunter had manifested in the void, but his true form had not come; it was merely this mysterious mist that served as his avatar.

He warned:

"The Void Gods are sharpening their knives; they hope to kill you to please the Void Force and gain the powers that have just lost their master."

"Then why don't they come? Is it because they don't like it?"

Dick wiped the blood still seeping from the corner of his mouth and said:

"Are you worried that I still have some tricks up my sleeve? Are you worried that when they come to 'reap the rewards,' I will send them to the Dark Titans who are slaughtering the Void?"

Are they that afraid of me?
How could such a small amount of rat courage extinguish the sun?

“They’re not afraid of you, Diakum, Dick. You’re like a fox trying to ride on the coattails of a tiger. That’s not good.”

The Truth Hunter laughed.

The laughter, which seemed to resonate through the mind and even alter one's intellect, caused Shakshir to cry out in pain. She took a few steps back, distancing herself from the conversation of the nobles.

"I've come to deliver something to you."

The Truth Hunter said:
“I paid for the ticket beforehand, but after seeing this wonderful performance, I realized I had to give back in some extra way to thank you for your hard work.”

Consider this a farewell gift, my friend, for we are destined to be separated for a long time.

From this day forward, every void is a trap you must be wary of; from this day forward, every shadow that gets close foreshadows a deadly, malevolent intent.

You have betrayed the void, and we are never merciful!

The mist dissipated, revealing a peculiar black stone slab before Diakum. The Vigilant reached out and picked it up, sensing the Titan power sealed within.

This is the "Earthkeeper" power that was taken from Deathwing by the Void Lords when he was empowered by the Void.

It has decayed considerably, perhaps because the Truth Hunters took it for research, but what remains is enough to create an "Earth Guardian" within the Titan system.

"boom"

Diakum split the black slab in two, handing one piece to Shakshir, saying:
"Take it back to the Overlord and let the Gene Masters analyze this power. Grant the power of 'Earth' to the newborn swarm. Let them rest and recuperate in the rift between the two worlds and take good care of the eggs. Soon, you will need to step onto a new battlefield."

The eternal cycle has begun; it has no end and will never end.

The strong survive, the weak perish; the insect swarm should keep this principle in mind.

Go forth, await my call.

"As you command, great Lightforger."

The Queen of Blades took a few steps back while clutching the precious stone tablet, then, propelled by her immense psychic power, she took flight, flapping her bone wings as she soared towards the rift that would take her away from this place.

Diakum also grasped the Twilight Hammer.

He took one last look at the shattered continent, plunged into darkness by the destructive storm of the Sea of ​​Light, as if trying to imprint this scene of destruction into his mind.

He became a traitor to the Void, but he was still a member of the Void—two very subtle concepts.

The Void Force did not "remove others from the register," so there may still be room for maneuver.

But in any case, this long day is finally over.

"buzz"

A rift leading to the material world opened, and Diakum staggered into it. As the rift dissipated, the rocks where he stood collapsed with a deafening roar, plunging into the raging, churning sea like sand that had utterly crumbled.

The death knells, symbols of divine fall, still echo, making today a "historical day" that all future void creatures must diligently memorize.

A group of villains gathered together to try to extinguish the sun, when a madman chanting about holy light jumped out and declared that he would set the sun ablaze.

The conflict stemming from the sun ended with the fall of seven Void Gods in the first clash, but this was only the beginning, and both sides knew it was just the beginning.

This "eclipse war" will not end until one side is completely defeated.

(End of this chapter)