Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 536, Section 75: Sandy's Adventures - Are You My Master?
As soon as Dick returned to the Sunwell floating island, he felt a unique flow of divine power.

He blinked, confirming that it was the moon goddess's blessing that had fallen here, but he didn't remember there being any Kaldorei elves on this floating island.

Although the seminary has reserved a mentorship position for the Moon Goddess Cult, it has not yet formally invited them. So, who is the lucky one blessed by the Moon Goddess?
He hurried over.

As expected, in the physical education teacher's office of the Mystic Academy, I saw Nellie admiring her "new makeup" in front of the mirror.

The archbishop was startled and instinctively reached up to cover the moon emblem on his forehead, but then realized it was a complete charade, so he stopped pretending, turned around, chuckled dryly, and said to Diakm, whose eyes held a complex expression:

"I think this crescent moon emblem is quite nice."

"Yeah, if you got any darker, you wouldn't even need makeup to play Bao Zheng in the Pandaria folklore."

Dick sighed and said:
"I guess it was Tyrande who gave you the advice?"

"Yes, she complained that I kicked down her door, and she said that you can't always ask her to step in when you're in trouble. Although she's willing, controlling the Wrath of the Moon and sealing the world is indeed a complicated and big problem."

Nelly did not deny it.

She walked up to Dick and said frankly:

"Perhaps we Eredar should also have our own Moonlit War God, but first I need to contact Yura and find a way to convert her to Elune, and then develop the Moon God Hunting Group among the rangers. We need to gather enough priests before we can hold the Black Moon Ritual."
Don't worry.

Lord Argus has promised that He will place the same seal upon me as Tyrande, ensuring I am not consumed by the wrath of the moon goddess.

"That seal isn't omnipotent! It's just a seal."

Dick reached out and placed his hands on Nellie's shoulders, and he said very seriously to the archbishop:

"Tyrande is not unable to break free of that seal, but she cannot even maintain a high level of combat intensity for long. If there is the slightest mistake, she will face utter destruction."

The most important issue is that the Night Oath is a devout follower of the moon goddess, and she is not afraid of the fate of sacrificing herself for her faith.

But what about you?
You embarked on this path to protect me and my people.

You have believed in the Holy Light for over 20,000 years. Even if you haven't walked the path of the Holy Light, your soul has already belonged to the doctrine of the Holy Light. How could you possibly devote yourself wholeheartedly to the worship of the Moon Goddess?
This means that once you enter the Moonlit War God state, you simply cannot control Elune's dark fury as well as Tyrande.

你会
In short, don't do that!
Just become the Moon God's hunter. Lady Bai's 'Silver Moon Ranger' is also a very powerful demigod path. Don't go down that self-destructive path.

If you really do that, I'll be very sad. Will you make me sad, Nelly?

The archbishop's tail drooped.

She bit her lip, looking at Diakum's serious expression, and saw a hint of anger and helplessness deep in the Vigilant's eyes.

She knew Dick was genuinely angry.

Then he said:
"But we cannot take your strength for granted and let you charge ahead alone for the future of the race. This is the restoration of Argus, and you cannot enjoy this glory alone."

You can't shoulder all the dangers by yourself.

Would a normal demigod have the idea of ​​fighting seven void deities all by himself?

But you still did it without hesitation.

If it were just the same kind of fanaticism as during Draenor, I wouldn't be so worried.

But you're not fanatical, Dick.

You are fully aware of what you are doing, yet you still decide to take a risky move, which means you have no way out.

I just wanted to help.

"You've already helped."

Dick pulled Nellie into his arms, gently patting the archbishop's back, and said:

"The most dangerous moment has passed. The strangulation of the void could not stop me. From now on, all will be smooth sailing."

"You always say that, but danger still comes knocking, each time more dangerous than the last."

Nelly whispered:
"The high-level forces of the Eredar are finding it difficult to intervene in the situation you are facing now. We need a lesser god. Besides you and Lord Argus, we need more."

I will become the Moonlit War God of the Eredar!
I know that as long as you are here, I will not perish in the dark wrath of the moon goddess, but if you are gone, I will follow you in the stardust that burns me to ashes, and we will fall in the great war of the Eredar to reclaim their homeland.

Isn't that romantic?

"You're crazy!"

Dick sternly rebuked him, but instead of stopping him, he hugged his beloved even tighter.

The two did not go any deeper, but simply maintained the embrace, letting their hearts beat at the same frequency, enjoying the safety and peace of mind of protecting each other.

But there are always some clueless guys who will show up and spoil the fun at this time.

The two, who were embracing affectionately, suddenly turned around at some point. Under the observation of four eyes, they discovered a brightly colored little raptor trying to steal a broken gem crossbow from the trash can in Nellie's office, just like a thief.

Under the silent gaze of the vigilant and Archbishop Nelly, the little raptor froze, then stiffly turned its head to look at the two big shots.

It gave an awkward laugh and waved its paws, saying:
"Hey, you two can keep hugging, it's so sweet. Don't mind me. I just went out to pick up some trash. By the way, do you want this crossbow anymore?"
"It's so badly damaged, shall I take it?"

"You mean, you, a troll Loa, ended up scavenging in the elves' sacred ground?"

Diakum drawled out:
"Do you believe that if I shout right now, an elf lich will immediately spawn here, crawl over along your divine power, grab your true form, tie you up, and parade you through the streets?"

"Uh, boss, don't be like that. I was just picking up some trash. There's no need to make such a big deal out of it."

Old Gani chuckled a few times, and seeing that Diakum was about to shout, he quickly jumped up and yelled:
"I'm here to deliver a message! I'm delivering a message for that bastard Bwonsamdi. He instructed me in Pandaria to contact you immediately once his palace in Nazmir was deserted."

It also said that it had an agreement with you that you must help it when it was in trouble.

Now that Old Bwonsamdi's palace is truly deserted, I suspect something might have really happened to it, so it risked being captured by the elves to come and deliver the message.

It also gave me this, presumably to be given to you.

The god of thieves used his nimble claws to pull out a strange, ancient key from somewhere. It looked pitted and worthless.

But it is imbued with the divine power of Bwonsamdi.

As Diakum received the key, a reflection of another world suddenly appeared before his eyes. In the Underworld Palace of Ardenweald, Bwonsamdi was doing his best to set up a "defense line".

"It's coming."

The old troll screamed:

"I angered that old madman for your cause, and now he's coming to beat me up, Diakum! Vigilant! I made a bet, I helped Azshara and prevented her from being thrown into Torghast, the Tower of the Damned."

I offended a terrible big shot because of this.

I don't know how long I can hold on, but you have to come and help me.

That old madman was one of those crazy guys.
You'll have to come here sooner or later, stop fantasizing. If you want to balance the six fundamental forces, how can you not go through the world of death?
I'm waiting for you here!
Save me before old Bwonsamdi's magic power is drained!

"buzz"

The reflection vanished.

Diakum blinked and tucked the "underworld" key into his pocket.

Bumsandy seems to be holding on, so let it hold on a little longer. The main thing is, even if it really has to go to the world of the dead, we can't just pull out a knife and slit our throats now.

This matter needs to be planned carefully.

"So, do we still need this crossbow?"

Old Gani picked up the broken gem-encrusted crossbow with his paws and said gleefully:
"This is top-quality trash, I'm really lucky today."

"Take it, take it."

Diakum waved his hand, looking utterly exasperated, and said:

"By the way, please send a message to the Golden King, saying that once the Shadowwalkers' strength has recovered somewhat, we will go to Zandalari to help the Golden King deal with the shadow beneath his throne."

"Oh, he'll be overjoyed. That weirdo hiding in the Nazmir swamp is driving us crazy."

Old Gani cheered and said:
"Then you need to hurry up. I'll inform the Golden King and Zul first, and have them send a large army to clear out the blood trolls in the swamp. Those guys have dug too deep."

"No need, I will send someone to handle it."

Dick said softly:
"Just send people to seal off the Nazmir Swamp, and don't let anyone enter the swamp until the swarm's 'cleaning' is over."

Why would blood trolls worship a dangerous and evil blood god of all things?
Ah, what wonderful biomass! Newborn swarms are always ravenous. If they are also given a sacred duty, they would surely be very happy to taste such delicious cultists as they hatch.

At this point, the vigilant suddenly blinked.

He reached out and grabbed old Gani's tail as he tried to leave, lifting the little raptor incarnate in front of him and saying:
"When you get back, ask the Golden King if the Zandalari trolls, as the 'eldest sons of the world,' are interested in taking on more responsibilities for Mother World."
For example, training a group of 'insect shepherds' or something similar.

I suddenly realized that the complex ecosystem of Nazmir Swamp, and the Titan facilities hidden within it, would be a perfect fit for a 'Savior's Hive'.

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The elves didn't care what the trolls were doing, just as General Shandris Feathermoon, who was currently having a terrible headache, had no time to pay attention to anything else.

She was lying in her home in Ashvale, whimpering.

A weak Garrod Shadowsong lay beside her, wanting to help his wife but powerless to do so.

Both of them had suffered from excessive mental strain during the "God War" due to linking with the swarm's will. Garrod was a little better off, as he was able to control his emotions well as a commander. However, Shandris Feathermoon was too excited and immersed in the war, resulting in the most severe aftereffects among all the "Conscripts".

Now that the couple has played the hero, they're both "lying around" at home, and their two children have to be cared for by others. That's right, it's that Reverend Sarah Hill, who's been eyeing Garrod, who's been called in again. It's unclear whether Sandy's Moonlit Heart has any idea about her best friend's "ill intentions."

“I said it would be fine to send the child to my sister’s place, but you insisted on troubling her.”

Garold lay there sighing and said:
“It’s not good to always trouble people. Pastor Sarah Hill has to go to Astrana to take care of the Moonwell, which is not a very close place.”

"If she wants to come, then let her come."

Sandy was having a terrible headache and was too lazy to keep up the pretense with her husband. She complained:

"She's had the desire but not the courage for thousands of years. It makes me feel bad. We've been through the ancient war together, gone through life and death several times. How can she be so indecisive about matters of the heart?"

"Hey! Do you know what you're saying? You crazy woman."

Garold sighed and said:

"Are you encouraging your best friend to seduce your husband? Is this how the Moon Goddess teaches you? You're a high-ranking member of the Sisterhood of Elune."

"whispering sound."

General Sandys, true to her military bearing, didn't even bother answering her husband's questions.

She gazed at the tranquil scenery of Lake Mistra, visible from the lobby window, and after a few seconds, she said:

"We were all immortal before."

"so what?"

Garold sensed his wife was about to speak her mind, and he listened, despite his headache. General Yuyue sighed and said:
"Since both are immortal, living together is naturally not as good as long-lasting and eternal spiritual companionship. I have been in contact with some Eredar people, who are truly immortal beings, and this is how they live together."

As time goes by, all passion and love will eventually fade, but the companionship of souls is eternal.

But that was before.

We are no longer immortal, Garrod.

I witnessed the death of the Black Crow King.
He was the first Cadore to age naturally, but what about us?
We are no longer young.

Hundreds of years, a thousand years?

no point.

We've become accustomed to the slow pace of immortality and are no longer sensitive to the passage of time. Perhaps in the blink of an eye, you, me, and Sarah Hill will all be in our graves.

I can't be that selfish.

You know, the three of us went through a real test in the ancient war. Before we die, let's at least lessen some regrets for our friends.

do you know?

Sarah Hill was sick, but she had been pretending to be healthy.

I don't know if her illness can be cured, but I don't want my sister to leave with regrets.

Garold fell silent.

General Yu Yue pursed her lips, struggled to get up, and shook her head as she said:
"And I always feel like there's a voice in my head talking to me. Maybe I really am going crazy, like you said before, that I've been assimilated by the swarm's will?"

Probably not.

The moon goddess didn't warn me of the danger. That voice was ahead. Ah, in the lake, there's something hiding there!

She walked forward unsteadily.

As Garrod stared in astonishment, his wife mumbled something and went to open the door, which made Shadowsong realize that something was wrong.

"Sarah Hill! Quick, help me up."

He called out to his friend.

Reverend Sarah Hill, who was outside taking care of the two children, rushed in. At that moment, General Feather Moon had already pushed open the door and headed towards the dock at Lake Mystra.

It was a very small dock, which Garold built himself so he could take his children fishing and play there.

"Stop her!"

Garrod, enduring his headache, grasped the Moon Priest's hand and pleaded:

"She's being called by something, maybe from the Sea of ​​No Light, damn it! Stop her."

"By Elune above."

Sarah Hill was startled and quickly grabbed her Moon Staff from the side and chased after her.

She tried to pull Sandy's Moon back, but the general seemed to be possessed at this moment.

Her speech was incoherent and sounded like some kind of incantation, but Sarahil, being a Moon Priestess, immediately recognized it as Shathyar, the language of the Void Servant, which was inherently corrupting to the mind!

"Wake up!"

Despite her mental anguish, the priestess swung the Moon Goddess Staff and struck General Feathermoon on the head, attempting to awaken Sandy Feathermoon through this "physical calibration."

Outstanding effect!

It's just like the violent shock method used to fix a broken TV by slamming it twice with your fist.

General Yu Yue's eyes cleared instantly. She clutched her head and cried out in pain, but she reacted quickly, turning around and rushing out with Sarah Hill in her arms.

it's necessary.

At the edge of the house behind him, Garold, who was protecting the two children, could see the once calm surface of Lake Mystra now churning into violent eddies, with a terrifying figure looming within them.

What exactly did my wife summon just now? Could it really be some strange remnant of the Zerg swarm's will?
Garrod had already grasped a holy symbol, ready to call upon his powerful sister to bring the Watchers to his rescue. Moments later, amidst the exclamations of the two children, a giant sea serpent burst through the lake.

Like a legendary dragon, it raised its upper body and looked towards the dock with an overwhelming sense of colossal size.

The corners of its enormous, lantern-like eyes were adorned with green flames, while its hissing, forked tongue was entwined with visible corrosion.

It's too big.

This guy's body, when fully extended, could probably encircle a village.

It stared at Shandis Feathermoon, and after confirming that it was indeed her, the giant snake spoke in human language:

"You! Vicious spirit, release me! Now!"

"what?"

General Yu Yue was dumbfounded.

How could she possibly imprison a void creature that is a high-ranking demigod?
But she quickly recognized the guy in front of her, and she exclaimed:
"You're 'Moon Eater' Baku? You didn't die in the Void God War?"

"Of course I'm not dead. I was controlled by those damned insect prophets with mental spells on your orders. I became your butcher, killing many of the Lord's servants. I was implicated in your dirty tactics and became a traitor to the Void!"

The giant serpent that devoured the moon roared:

"Fortunately, the Lord also died, and His territory was in chaos. No one cared about me. But the void creatures are very vengeful!"
If I don't quickly come up with a solution, I'll be dealt with by them sooner or later.

Quickly release your mental shackles, you wicked spirit! You were controlling that node of the swarm's will back then. After those insect prophets died, my manipulated mind established a damned connection with you.

Release me!
I need to escape to safety as quickly as possible; this material world is not forgiving of me either.

"Hmm? So, you have nowhere to go, don't you? Poor giant snake."

Sandys Feathermoon blinked.

Her headache symptoms had lessened considerably, proving that the strange snake in front of her was indeed the cause of her headache.

Although it was a series of coincidences that led her to establish contact with this monster, now that the monster is cornered, there are many things she can do.

General Yuyue nudged Sarahir beside her. The priestess paused for a moment, then understood what her sister meant.

She suppressed her fear and stepped forward to ask:

"May I ask, Your Excellency, the giant serpent who has been exiled from the Void, are you interested in learning about the teachings of our Kaldorei Father and Savior, the Moon Goddess Elune?"

"Ok?"

Baku, the Moon Eater, still bearing numerous wounds, looked at the elf before him, narrowed his eyes, and said:
"You want to recruit me?"

"Do you still want to go back to the Sea of ​​No Light?"

Sandys said:

"If you want to face the swarm again, I can immediately break this mental link and send you to your death, but you seem like a smart guy."

The Void faction provoked the Vigilant, and seven died in the first battle of the gods. I dare not even think about how things will develop after that, not to mention that the eternal cycle is only the beginning, far from the end.

If I were you, the giant serpent
I definitely need to prepare a backup plan in advance.

Now that you've been 'expelled' from humanity by the Void, and there's no going back, why not follow Lady Elune and become a champion of justice? On the bright side, at least you won't have to face the Vigilantes anymore.

Or do you really still have the courage to face the sun avatar that killed seven Void Gods?

(End of this chapter)