Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 544.5. You just provoked the Void and then went off to fight fel energy? Don't believe in the Holy Light, believe in Khorne instead.

Since returning to Azeroth, the Illidari warships have remained in orbit around the planet. Over the course of ten thousand years, the demon hunters have developed exceptional combat skills, ensuring their ships are always ready to launch attacks.

The Lightforgers responded just as quickly.

Upon hearing that they could go to Mardon to slaughter demons and destroy the war nexus, Captain Faria excitedly completed preparations and set off within three hours.

The entire Lightforged force was present, along with veteran demon-slaying soldiers from the Hand of Argus.

Led by the twins, the group piloted the Exodar into planetary orbit and rendezvoused with the Illidari fleet. Since this was a real war mission, the guardian Naruvolos once again took on the role of navigator, thus freeing Diakum from the "Golden Throne".

"I'm counting on you this time, Volos."

On the navigation platform of the Exodar, Diakum said to the guardian naru before him:

"During the entire Mardon War, the starships must not be docked and must be kept operational at all times to ensure that they can be quickly evacuated with the Lightforged under any circumstances."

They also need to coordinate with the Illidari hunters to destroy the demon starships patrolling there during the landing operations of the Mardon Wars.

Once we successfully land on the surface of Marton, your mission will be complete.

"I will certainly fulfill my responsibilities!"

Volos spun his broken body, giving a resolute response.

The reason why the body of this guardian of human civilization, the Naaru, is broken is because it followed His Holiness the Khala and gave some of its sacred crystals to the Ash Knights to create holy artifacts that can be passed down through generations.

This is truly a great sacrifice; the pain the Naaru endure when their bodies are shattered is no less than the torment humans experience when losing an arm.

Volos truly fulfilled his duty as a guardian of the Naaru, and thus he enjoyed a very high reputation in the Church of the Light among humans, with believers reportedly making pilgrimages to Northshire Abbey every day.

Volos does not intervene in the specific operation of the church; it is happy to use its holy light to guide the lost souls of mankind.

Are we going to fly all the way there?

Yrel, who was participating in such an interstellar war for the first time, seemed somewhat excited.

She'd never fought on a starship before, and all she ever heard about were the veterans of the Holy Light Legion bragging, which made her incredibly eager to join in.

However, this was a silly question, prompting Lady Saloras to pat Irelia on the head and explain in a tone of "caring for a little fool":
"It took the Illidari scouts more than a month to get back to Azeroth from the Twisting Nether frontier, and that was with them completely disregarding the risks of frequent starship jumps."

If we actually 'fly' there, by the time we arrive at the battlefield, we will be facing the treacherous traps that the demons have already laid in wait.

This time we're going to 'teleport' there.

"what?"

Irelia blinked and said:

"But wasn't Lady Aegwynn's magical Staff of Sargeras stolen by the ethereal bandits? Without that staff, how are we going to get the entire fleet to its destination?"

“You underestimate your fellow countrymen, Iriel.”

Diakum stood before the navigation station, admiring the view of Azeroth from the sea of ​​stars, and said:

"The Mystic Scholars clan has placed 'Stargates' throughout the starry sky over the past 20,000 years. Although those facilities are far inferior in energy level to the Dark Portal, you don't think that 'Stargates' are just portals that allow individual life forms to travel back and forth, do you?"
That was a strategic building, Iriel.

When necessary, the stargates built by the Arcane Scholars can open temporary phase wormholes for the fleet at the cost of damage during overload. The good news is that there are stargates left by the Arcane Scholars clan in a sector adjacent to the Twisted Nether frontier.

It was originally a strategic facility commissioned by the Holy Light Legion, but because the timing for the surprise attack on Mardon was not right, the stargate was shelved.

Once we arrive, a few days' flight will take us to the border between the material world and the Twisting Nether, where we can then step onto the battlefield and engage in a thrilling ground war with millions of demons.

"When the Holy Light Legion wanted to launch a surprise attack on Mardon, we assembled an army that included forty warships. Given that disparity in military strength, even the Mother of Light felt that the plan had a very low chance of success and ultimately had to abandon the risk."

Aurecis said with some concern:

"However, this time our military strength is less than a third of what we originally planned. If I didn't have complete faith in you, I really wouldn't have participated in such a war that is almost suicidal."

Dick didn't answer, but simply patted Oleses on the shoulder, saying that since it was time to leave, there was no need to say anything that might cause worry.

A moment later, Ms. Vera herself came aboard the starship.

She needs the energy support of His Majesty Volos to open the ancient stargate to that distant place.

A complete set of complex equipment was transported onto the Exodar. This device, developed by the clan of arcane scholars over more than 20,000 years, represents the highest level of Eredar understanding of outer space.

"I thought I would never have the chance to awaken that war gate in my lifetime."

Ms. Vera seemed to be in a good mood.

As she flipped through an outrageously thick stargate logbook, searching for the key to activate the stargate, she said to Diakum:
"Although I also think you took a bit of a risk this time, I still wish you a victorious return! That stargate is a military-grade structure commissioned by the Holy Light Legion, so it can withstand two ultra-long-distance fleet teleports under overload conditions."

I will set the phase coordinates of the Azeroth sector as the 'return point'.

This way, when you evacuate, you only need to reactivate this key awakening device to send you back to the vicinity of this starry sea.

"Excuse me."

Dick said something, but Vera waved her hand and said:

"There's another piece of news. Didn't I tell you before that Yuna and her hunter warships broke away from the Holy Light Legion's organization and are heading towards Draenor?"

The child was originally destined for Draenor, but was caught up in a demonic invasion en route. She and her warship remained in a world invaded by demons, helping the locals fight against the Legion, thus delaying their journey.

I have informed Yuna of your planned attack through the communication channels between the Naru.

They will also travel long distances to the battlefield to join you. Yuna's warship, the 'Baal', is the most advanced military hunter ship under the Holy Light Legion.

Although there is only one, it can effectively enhance your air defense capabilities on the battlefield.

That child was very stubborn, and I couldn't dissuade her from taking that risk.

But since you entrusted that child to me, I have always treated her like my own daughter. Therefore, I am making this personal request to bring Yuna back safely, so that she can lead the Arcane Scholars clan after I pass away.”

"I will do my best."

Dick recalled the distant past, his final farewell at the Arcane Academy during the Great Battle of Argus, and the way the little girl holding a doll waved to him brought a smile to the Vigilant's face.

After Ms. Verara adjusted the stargate's activation device and handed the key to Saloras, she and her disciples evacuated the spaceship.

They will not join the Exodar in the war against Mardon.

It's not that Ms. Verara lacks the courage, but rather that the Eredar in Azeroth also need a leader to guide them. The Arcane Academy's branch campus has only just been established, and a dean must be there to oversee it.

Moreover, despite Vera's continued strength, Nelly privately revealed that she had seen the Dean's decline with the eyes given to her by the Moon Goddess.

Even though the Eredar are immortal, they can't escape those vexing diseases. The old headmistress had lived a very hard life and had already endured too much pressure. Diakum couldn't bear to let the old woman go to the battlefield with him.

Even though he himself is an "old man".

"Key entered! Stargate remote activation successful, 'phase collapse' is imminent! Everyone, hold your ground! Do not make any unnecessary movements after entering the phase wormhole! Unless you want to be thrown into some random place in the sea of ​​stars!"

Saloras's voice echoed throughout the Exodar, and the well-trained veterans immediately secured themselves. Yrel also locked herself in with the latches on the navigation console, then stared wide-eyed at the sight of the stargate her people had created opening.

The information was also received on the Illidari warships.

Illidan Stormrage sat expressionless on the command platform of the Starhunter.

He looked forward to returning to the battlefield, and the fact that demon hunters had no eyes meant they didn't have to worry about the strange "space collapse" phenomena that would occur when the stargate opened.

As Saloras clearly enunciated the countdown, Diakum, standing on the navigation platform, gazed at the deep space ahead. In that darkness, it seemed as if some kind of "medium" was merging into the spatial system, and the light was visibly bending into strange shapes. A wormhole with phase shifting was being opened by a stargate in the distance.

Dick wasn't an arcanist, so he had a hard time understanding how stargates worked. But according to Ms. Verara, it was essentially about "folding" two phase coordinates in the universe to create a wormhole that could instantly traverse the sea of ​​stars.

But this thing is probably not that simple, otherwise the clan of occultists wouldn't have left less than a hundred stargates in the sea of ​​stars in more than 20,000 years.

Most low-power stargates become "disposable consumables" when transporting fleets.

"Hmm, it's still not as simple and quick as Sargeras's Scepter."

Diakum thought to himself:

"When we get back this time, we must catch Rafaam and give that bastard a good beating. How can such a useful strategic weapon be used for petty theft? Of course, if that guy can steal back Sargeras's Goreber the Darkboiler, Aegwynn and I can allow him to keep that artifact."

"buzz"

The moment this thought crossed my mind, the wormhole opened and collapsed instantly.

It was like the gaping maw of an abyss closing, swallowing everything near the coordinates.

The Exodar and the Illidari fleet vanished from the orbit of Azeroth in an instant, leaving behind only a phase "void" invisible to the naked eye.

It will heal slowly.

The galactic structure of the material world is not weak; this galaxy is actually very resilient, far beyond the imagination of demons or other creatures.

Diakum was probably the only guy who witnessed the entire process of the stargate opening and collapsing; his Eye of Truth could even capture the phases being distorted to an exaggerated degree.

They then entered the wormhole and propelled forward at an unimaginable speed. After less than ten seconds of teleportation, the Exodar and Illidan's fleet were "thrown" out of the collapsed wormhole. Various alarms sounded throughout the ship. The moment of leaving the stargate put a great strain on the ship, but fortunately, Volos was an experienced pilot who had a firm grasp on safe driving and quickly adjusted the ship's flight status.

After the security alert was lifted, Irele rushed to the lookout tower and looked down.

What came into her view was a reddish-brown celestial body, exuding an ominous aura like a piece of rotten iron. Pointing to the celestial body, she asked Saloras beside her:

Is there life there?

"Perhaps there was one, after all, building a stargate also requires materials."

Saloras said softly:
"But the Holy Light Legion would not establish military facilities in a prosperous and civilized world, therefore, this world can be concluded to be dead."

It didn't die from demons, nor was it affected by the Void; the Burning Crusade didn't even affect it. It was probably caused by drastic environmental changes or a life form's reckless actions that led to the extinction of the civilization.

Such things are common in the Star Sea.

Look at the shimmering light on the ground!

That's the location of the Stargate. Unfortunately, we're on a military mission and can't let you go down to see it. The Stargate of the Arcane Scholars is a magnificent creation far beyond your imagination; it's a true arcane wonder.

"is it?"

Irelia flicked her tail, gazing at the starry sea outside the porthole.

For a moment, she felt a rare sense of loneliness.

She had never been here before; she didn't know this place.

All she knew was that this place was farther away from both Azeroth and Draenor than her little brain could comprehend.

So, is Argus, the homeland of the Eredar, also like this?
In a place so far away that it had no concept of it, a world corrupted by evil energy waited alone for its children to return home.

"The Starhunters have sent a message! The Illidari Hunt's 'allies' are nearby, and they are heading towards the Twisted Nether frontier where Mardun is located. Lord Illidan is asking if we should stop."

He suggested we set off immediately.

Captain Faria acted as a messenger, asking the Watchers questions, to which Diakum shook his head and said:
"No need to linger. Tell the Star Hunters that the Zerg Swarm is already in the nearby Star Sea. I believe the Twin-World Travelers will safely bring them here. The Zerg Swarm does not need to travel by starship."

They will enter Mardun through the void rift I personally located, and led by the Star Hunter, we will head there as quickly as possible to rendezvous with our allies.

I can't wait to see the living Odachi.

"Uh, sir, it's not as exaggerated as you think."

Grand Mage Imira whispered:
"I've seen them. Although they are indeed very powerful, they are actually just ordinary humanoid structures in appearance."

However, the Odachi are a race blessed by life, and their physical abilities are extraordinary, possessing resilience and potential that even demons fear.

In fact, we have always felt that the Odachi people should be born with a life blessing similar to 'survival of the fittest', which allows them to withstand extreme pressure and quickly awaken new powers under pressure.

The legendary leader of the Oddaki who wounded the Dark Titan was the one who unleashed his full potential during the years-long war with the Burning Legion, thus becoming the 'complete form'.

They look a lot like orcs.

But they are far superior to the orcs in every way. In fact, we've discussed this and concluded that without the Burning Legion, the warlike nature of the Aldach could very well have made them a scourge to the stars.

"That's why I'm so curious about them."

Aboard the Exodar ship, accelerating alongside the Demon Hunter fleet, Diakum said:

"The weapons forged by the Odachi can even cut Sargeras. I desperately need that strange mineral to forge a new set of Judgement armor for me. The old one is completely destroyed."

"That's source steel, my God."

Imira sighed and said:

"I advise you not to get your hopes up too high. With your 'armor destroyer' fighting style, even if you do get the Odachi's materials, you'll definitely ruin them."

"Shut up!"

"Oh well."

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As it turned out, Imira wasn't exaggerating; Diakum was indeed somewhat disappointed when he saw the Odachi in person.

While these Spartans with their recurve hooves and horns are indeed formidable, they are not quite at the level where a person can stand on their fist or a horse can run on their arms.

These last Odachi people had a fierce style.

They don't wear armor, but merely adorn their bodies with aggressive spiked shoulder armor and breastplates. Each half-giant has fought countless battles, making their skin, blessed by life, as hard as celestial steel.

They were adorned with various ornaments made of demon horns and skulls, representing their professions and hobbies, and even their uniquely designed battle weapons were decorated with such embellishments.

It is said that the Odachi only use their racial blades as weapons, but these last Odachi have clearly learned the realities of life while roaming the stars.

Each of them had their own weapon case, which was almost filled with all kinds of weapons that could be found anywhere in the Star Sea, and each one was filled with cold killing intent and bloodlust.

These tough guys are taciturn.

They looked at everyone else with the indifference one would show to the “weak,” and the Order of the Void node hunters who boarded the Exodar with them dared not refute them.

These guys are truly ruthless when provoked; they are a bunch of real interstellar barbarians. And if the Odachi were merely warlike before their homeworld was destroyed, these exiles, after centuries of deadly battles, are now all deadly blades.

The "demons rebels" that Illidan spoke of also looked strange, but in general they were still mostly humanoid creatures. Although some had many hands and some were made of rock, they were all intelligent beings.

This is understandable, as hatred has always been the "privilege" of intelligent beings.

When Diakum entered the hall used for conversation, the few Odachi who were sitting alone on one side immediately stood up.

They rudely pushed aside the people blocking their way and strode up to the guards.

Irelia thought these burly men were there to provoke her, but she didn't expect that the leader, a bald man covered in various tattoos, would stare at Diakum with his peculiar double pupils.

A few seconds later, he held out his hand and said in his not-so-fluent Salasian:

"You have killed seven Void Gods and countless demons, and those fel bastards wail in every nightmare about you. In you, Vigilant, I see the shadow of our former leader, the Dauntless."

You are the new fearless one.

"That's an exaggerated compliment."

Dick grasped the old Odachi's fingers, which were strong enough to crush steel with ease, and said:
"How can I be worthy of the same battle glory as the Fearless Toranall? Your leader is the only hero in the Starsea who has wounded a Dark Titan."

He is a sage I must look up to!

Rest assured, warriors of Audachi, we have confirmed that the Holy Warblade once wielded by the Dauntless is now on the Star of Mardon. I will help you retrieve your war relic.

When Diakum spoke of the fearless Toranall, the people of Odachi straightened their backs, sensing the respect in Dick's words.

No one dislikes being respected.

"Fourteen thousand six hundred and seventy-four!"

Then the old Odachi leader recited a string of numbers, saying loudly:

"This is the number of Odachi Blades that were stolen by demons on the day our home planet fell. We fought for thousands of years and reclaimed a portion of them."

We have lost our homeland and civilization; our last wish is to reclaim all the weapons that were taken from us.

Vigilant, you are a true hero. If the last Odachi also dies in the sea of ​​stars, then we beg you to help us fulfill this last wish.

I also gave the same request to Illidan the Starhunter, a Witcher recognized by the Aldach.

"Did you hear that, Lightforgers?"

Diakum turned and shouted to his warriors:
"Our fighting brothers have made a plea to us, they are determined to fight the Burning Legion to the last man, and if the Oddachi fall, their last wish will be carried on by us!"
If we also fall, then every rebel present should carry on the legacy of their predecessors!

We must reclaim not only the legacy of the Oddachi, but also the determination and courage of this sea of ​​stars to resist the Burning Legion. Let the flames of war ignite!

Ladies and gentlemen!

Today, we will invade the demons' twisted void as invaders.

We will tell them that their era of wanton destruction is over.

From this day forward, the flames of war will also ignite on their land.

They must shed an equal amount of blood for the destruction and sacrifice of this galaxy; they must pay for their debt in blood! They must repay tenfold!

"Now that we've come this far, there's no need for further words!"

Colonel, the Node Hunter of the Order of the Void, raised his Node Battle Axe high and roared in his strange electronic voice:
"Let Marton burn, let wealth flow, let war begin!"

(End of this chapter)