Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 534, Section 73: The Headache of Sachiel - How Can the Nobleman's Willful Invitation Be Refused?
"The Overlord was severely injured. 70% of its body tissue was destroyed, and it was on the verge of death because it was trying to maintain the will of the swarm. Fortunately, the Twin Walkers performed a flesh and blood reconstruction for it. It may take some time before it can hatch again."

On the floating island of the Void Rift of the Twinworld Walkers, the Queen of Blades, Shakir, respectfully received the Lightforger and his "pet" who had come to check on the situation.

Of course, Saloras, who was regarded as a "pet," was very dissatisfied with this designation, but after all, she was a wise archbishop and too lazy to explain these things to a bug that believed in "survival instinct." So she followed Commander Diakum with a stern face to inspect the bug eggs that had been placed under the floating island cave.

Diakum, meanwhile, was examining the Overlord's eggs.

The Twin Walker reshaped the Overlord's flesh and blood, turning it back into an insect egg. However, its vitality was so strong that it only needed a short period of rest to hatch, which reassured Dick somewhat.

The Overlord, as the embodiment of the Swarm's will, is the absolute core of the Swarm; if anything happens to it, it will bring a terrifying blow to the Shadow Chasers.

Agamaggan and Eranikus, the Shadowlords, slumber in another location, their injuries also severe. These two had executed more than a dozen Void Demigods in the previous God Wars, a remarkable feat that proved the Zerg Swarm's decision to invest enormous resources in shaping them was absolutely correct.

However, apart from these two king beasts, the Shadow Chaser swarm has almost no high-end combat power left.

"The Supreme Tyrant Kolfan barely survived thanks to Amber Regeneration, while Storm Lord, empowered by the Apocalypse Blade, was the only tyrant to carve out a bloody path. All the other Swarm Lords perished in battle, including the Swarm Governors, who, following your orders, launched a desperate assault on the territory of the hostile evil god."

Their final counterattack and toxin release destroyed at least fourteen holy cities of the void creatures, and countless fortresses and nodes were ravaged.

Shakshir described it in a passionate tone:
"The Shadow Swarm's first Great Cycle was resounding. Although we have become the exiles of the Sea of ​​No Light, I believe that the Swarm has left an indelible mark on the Sea of ​​No Light through its own war."

Those weak children of the abyss may numb themselves and forget our existence, but one day, the Shadow Chasers will return to the Sea of ​​No Light and bring back the fear they have forgotten.

Ah, the great eternal cycle, the rise and glory of the Zerg have been ignited by our own hands!

"So, as the Queen of Blades of the Zerg, you are also so proficient in 'Winning Strategy'?"

Diakum looked at Shakshir with a strange expression and said:
"To be able to describe defeat and exile in such a glorious way, it seems you are indeed suited for propaganda. Unfortunately, the Zerg swarm doesn't have the intelligence to listen to such exaggerated battle reports."

We were driven out of the Sea of ​​Light, and no matter how fierce our battle or how devastating our casualties, that fact remains unchanged.

The insect swarm should know shame.

"Yes, this is indeed an eternal shame etched into the will of the Zerg swarm!"

The Queen of Blades brandished her ferocious claws and shouted:

"Such a disgrace must be repaid with blood! But our swarm has begun to be reborn, esteemed Lightforger. These nearly a thousand eggs can be nurtured into a new generation of powerful beings according to the highest evolutionary lineage."

With just your command, I can release reproductive pheromones to hatch them.

More importantly, the gene masters are well protected. Even now, your gene masters are still dismantling and researching the captured 'undying beast'.

They believed that was the opportunity for the swarm to give birth to the 'Leviathan Overlord', and I thought so too. As long as we obtained the mysterious genes of that immortal beast, our swarm would surely bask in powerful glory.

And the power of the earth that you have bestowed upon us.

Yes!

The caves you see before you were sculpted by Anubarak, the Third King Beast, using the power of the earth; however, they are merely the result of our powerful Shadow Chaser Generals learning and adapting to that power.

"Xiaoqiang... no, Anubarak survived too?"

Diakum said in surprise:

"I thought its strength was insufficient to allow it to survive to the end in such a brutal war."

"It should have died."

The Queen of Blades noticed the Lightforged's curiosity about Anub'arak and led the Noble to the cave where the Third Lord Beast was resting.

She moved the bony wings on her back and explained softly:
"It should have died when the continent of Heart of Flesh fell, but the swarm's interim commander, Jarod Shadowsong, ordered it to retreat. That 'fleshman' believed that the swarm should preserve its strength to launch a counterattack."

The resources used to create the Overlord were excessive. Once the Overlord fell, the newly formed swarm would inevitably need a lot of time to recover such high-end combat power. Therefore, he ordered Anub'arak to protect himself.

As it turns out, that flesh-man commander's strategic thinking is enviable. Can't we really recruit him? Your Excellency, Lightforger, if Garrod is willing to join the Swarm…

"Then Lady Elune will send at least a reinforced platoon of Night Elf warriors to destroy you in the next second."

Diakum shook his head and said:
"Gallord's talent means he is destined not to be taken by other forces; the Moon Goddess will not allow it!"
He was born in Azeroth and could only perish in his homeland, but the Zerg Swarm also has its leader. After countless battles and countless cycles of trials, you too will possess your own 'Jarod Shadowsong'.

"it's a pity."

Shakshir emitted a buzzing sound.

A moment later, Diakum arrived at the cave of the Third Lord Beast. Anubarak lay at the cave entrance, guarding the Abathurs who were undergoing gene dismantling deeper inside.

The once-powerful Xiaoqiang now possesses a massive body very similar to Agamaggan's. However, the entropy claws that were broken in the war are not so easy to recover. Its body is covered with battle scars left by the fierce battle, and its thick chitinous dragon armor is recovering.

Each of the royal beasts possesses its own unique abilities.

The First King Beast, Agamaggan, wields the sacred bell, the Mirage Bell, which can easily influence the outcome of a war; it is a true strategic unit.

The second king beast, Eranikus, can walk through the dreams of all beings. Because of its past experiences, it has a unique ability to control nightmares. Combined with the manipulation of evil energy, Eranikus becomes the "number one killer" of the Shadow Worms.

It is also a special strategic unit, which is very effective in decapitation strikes.

Anub'arak, the third king beast, should have been the weakest.

Its individual potential was insufficient to give it the terrifying destructive power of Agamagana, nor did it possess the irreplaceable strategic value of Eranikus; it should have been just an ordinary king beast.

However, the broken "Slab of Earth" that Diakum gifted to the Shadow Chaser swarm gave Anubarak hope for a rise to power.

With the Swarm now in such dire straits that no other unit can control the Earth Slabs, the Overmind demands that Anub'arak accept the power of the Earth Guardian, which of course requires the reshaping by the power of the Void.

This gave Anubarak the power to manipulate the earth and mountains, making it a strategic unit of the Shadow Chaser.

If Diakum looked up at this moment, he could clearly see that Anubarak's scythe claws were covered with rocks, and his tan armor was also covered with menacing spikes.

"It already possessed some of the power of the earth, and this stone slab gave it new potential."

The Queen of Blades said softly:

"Once the Third King Beast fully masters this power, the swarm will also gain a new branch of power, such as the burrowing worms, or this precious talent can be bestowed upon lower-level combat units to enhance their survivability."

"Great, let's continue developing in this way."

Diakum nodded in satisfaction and said:
"It's difficult to find a war in the material world suitable for your massive consumption, so the swarm needs to be patient for now. We will return to the Sea of ​​No Light."

The Queen of Blades nodded.

She spoke with such passion, but even if she were asked to initiate another Great Cycle right now, she wouldn't dare.

The mantid's great cycle occurs once every hundred years, and the great cycle of the insect swarm should be the same. A fixed timeframe allows the insect swarm to better accumulate strength and select the best.

However, as Diakum passed the sleeping King Beasts and entered the dismantling grounds of the Gene Masters, he heard a sob coming from the Third King Beast:
"Honorable Lightforger, the will of the swarm is still missing a final piece. The legacy of the Spider Demons still has branches in Azeroth. Aki Kaheth, the weak and extravagant city of Thousand Silk, if you permit, I will conquer it for you in the name of the Shadowstalker Swarm."

"The will of the swarm has been completed after the spider demon's genetic analysis, loyal Anub'arak."

Diakum responded:
"Leave Aegis Kaheth's Spiderlings to another swarm. Azeroth needs its own swarm, and I believe Anveena will always find it and make good use of your brethren."

no need to worry.

Queen Nefertari and her followers will eventually embark on their path of ascension, a path to glory that belongs to them.

"Yes, thank you, benevolent monarch."

The third king beast whimpered and once again entered a long slumber.

Dick entered the cave before him, where the massive body of Chromataus, the Bane of the Dragon King, was suspended in the air by spider silk, as if the undead beast were soaring with outstretched wings.

This underground cave is very large, about the size of a palace.

The Abathurs are busy here, dismantling Chromatas, analyzing and interpreting its genetic glory, to bring it to the Swarm as a force that can be used in the next great cycle.

The oldest Abathur, Alpha Abathur, went about his work as usual. However, it might not be long before he, along with a group of genetic masters, headed to Azeroth to join the Saviors' Swarm.

It wasn't some unbearable hard labor.

After all, the genetic masters don't care about those trivial and boring things. They just want to see the supreme evolution being promoted in an orderly manner. No matter which swarm they are in, they will devote all their passion and talent to this cause.

"You have completed this monster for Deathwing."

Diakum stretched out his hand, letting the "eclipse fragment" float in his palm, and asked:

"Don't you have anything to share with us about Clomatus?"

"Your genetics expert is more than capable of unraveling its mysteries, why should I waste my breath?"

Trapped within the Naaru crystal, Xalatas whispered weakly:
"But the name 'Dragon King' is inaccurate. Deathwing collected the power of the dragons and fused them into corruption. That was essentially a dismantling and study of the Titans' power. Therefore, Chromatus is actually 'the enemy of the Titans'."

By thoroughly studying it, your swarm will master the secrets to fighting against the forces of order.

Alas, I am truly envious to see your steadfast followers prospering in the shadows.

Perhaps you are indeed a more outstanding 'Void Pioneer' than I am.

But what exactly do you want to do, Diakum?

she asked:
"You still haven't given up on the idea of ​​returning the Shadow Chaser swarm to the Void. You want to send these exiles back to the already chaotic Sea of ​​No Light, filled with hatred and savage warfare."

You know what that means.
What exactly do you want to do?

Faced with this question, Dick put his hands behind his back and said softly:

"you guess?"

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"So, you mean I can even put aside that great undertaking that has been underway for over 20,000 years and temporarily shift my focus to 'inviting' your distinguished guests to a banquet at your palace?"

IMHO
"Your Majesty, have you gone mad?"

In the wastelands of Argus, in the palace of Antorus, the Burning Throne, the Shaper sat upon his demonic throne, talking to himself in front of a mirror.

The mirror reflected His face, that of the Great Demon Lord, but what Sachiel saw was clearly not his own face.

The sculptor seemed to be enraged by this "unreasonable demand".

It said loudly:

"So many wars, so many disasters, so many deaths have been shaped, and the wheel of war has accelerated to an unstoppable point. It is about to collide with the great cycle of life and death, making even destiny tremble."

At this moment, you're actually going to abandon all these plans for your own selfish desires, all for the sake of a 'distinguished guest'?

The mirror emitted some kind of spiritual explanation and advice, which made Sachir even angrier.

it says:

"Yes! I know Diakum Zastins is a 'treasure,' and I know that the Holy Light and the Void are vying for him, and even Life is eager to get involved, but that's not the reason why Death is also involved!"

You shouldn't do that.

Besides, you haven't even resolved your own problems yet.

Didn't your last 'VIP guest' nearly tear down your Revendrez teach you a lesson?
Not all souls will act according to your will.
what?
Do I have some kind of strange bond with Diakum?

Okay, I admit it's true. He's the most outstanding Eredar, and not just me, Kil'jaeden is also watching him.

Even the supreme ruler of fel energy would respond to his 'invitation'. If Diakum were willing to dedicate himself to the destruction of fel energy, a lesser god capable of washing away the stars would be born in an instant.

But this is not
Good heavens, what do you mean by 'you must strike first if other Forces value something'?
You can't control him!

This was clearly a dispute, and a dispute about "Diacom".

Sachir repeatedly tried to persuade him, but in the end he couldn't win against the "willful" monarch. With a look of weariness and helplessness, the Sculptor put down the mirror and fell into thought.

Sending Diakum to the Shadowlands is indeed a pretty good idea.

Considering the earth-shattering Void God War he had instigated a few days ago, Sachil also felt that if Diakum continued to cause trouble in the material world, it might really lead to some uncontrollable situations.

The Shaper was unaware of the existence of the Sun God Anser, but it had already sensed that there must be some obscure truth hidden beneath the surface behind the Void God War.

It yearns to uncover these truths, and if those secrets are enough to shake the future of the Starsea, then it cannot allow Diakum to continue to be so "free and unrestrained."

"Perhaps this is indeed necessary?"

The Great Demon Lord reached out from his throne and flicked the floating skull, thinking:
"Whether it's the Burning Legion's upcoming invasion of Azeroth or the grand plan of the Death Force, Diakum's active involvement in these troublesome matters should not be involved."

If my capricious emperor could truly 'convince' him to embrace death, perhaps the long-planned scheme could be brought to fruition.

Ah, the battle between fel and death is about to begin.

The burning expedition will thus come to an end, and that frenzied destruction will collide with cold death. Both sides in the war need to exert all their strength; they have no time to consider anything else.

Sachar descended from his throne and, with a teleportation so precise it was almost an art, placed himself by the window of the palace, gazing at the world of Argus, now a fel wasteland, at the far end of his vision.

Perhaps a new storm is about to blow in the material world, so what changes will this long-lost land undergo?

More importantly, what role will I play in all of this?

Just as the Shaper Sachil finished a quarrel with its "partner" in the Realm of Death, in the distant sea of ​​stars, a massive Holy Light fleet consisting of six Storm Fortress-class starships and more than thirty escort ships had just completed a space jump.

This is a turning point.

This indicates that the fleet's destination has changed.

On the flagship of this fleet, Lady Sphrax, the Lightforged Commander wearing a majestic captain's hat, strode to the navigation console and reported to the enormous Naaru before her, which was slowly rotating amidst holy light and song:
"The fleet's course has been readjusted, Mother of Light. We will proceed to the edge world called 'Draenor' as you command. It is a desolate area in the star sea, with no established routes, and can only advance through slow exploration."

It may take us several months to reach our destination.

To be honest, I don't understand. We could have just gone directly to Azeroth.
Your prophecies mention that world countless times, which is undoubtedly the center of the intergalactic conflict.

If the fate of that world will directly affect the future of the Star Sea, then the Holy Light Legion should have brought it under our management and protection long ago.

"No, Admiral."

The Mother of Light emanated her ethereal voice from within the light, saying:

"The future of the Star Sea and the future of the Holy Light have subtly overlapped. Fate has revealed the solution to this impasse, and we should reunite with the 'Children of Light and Darkness' as soon as possible."

A storm has begun to brew concerning his destiny, the most dangerous challenge he has ever faced.

His fate will take a turn there.

The holy light will be extinguished
We must ensure that such a course of events does not occur.

We must ensure that the glorious future of the sun, once ignited, is not disturbed; for this, I am even willing to challenge fate!

The gates of the High Heavens are about to open to all the People of Light in the Star Sea. The fearless struggle of the Holy Light Legion will also be greeted with the horn of victory, a glory beyond our imagination.

The key to unlocking the High Heavens lies in the hands of Diakum Zastins!
We must find him, protect him, and assist him.

Yes.

We must ignite the sun.

(End of this chapter)