Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 548, Section 9: Your unwillingness to convert and your unwillingness to die really put me in a difficult position!

It has been proven that extreme emotional swings, such as extreme sadness or joy, are indeed harmful to health.

For example, look at Lord Immonar. He was just reaching the pinnacle of his life when he was hit head-on by a beam cannon. This shot will shorten the old devil's life by at least several thousand years and is extremely harmful to his health!

But as the deadliest and most insane bounty hunter in the Star Sea, Immonar is not so easy to kill.

He was Kingaros's "number one fan," obsessed with the destructive art of the Apocalypse Engineers, and willingly became Kingaros's test subject, undergoing rather exaggerated "demonic modifications."

A large part of its power comes from this modification, not only the deadly weapons hidden on its body, but also some very strange "demon flesh experiments".

Don't assume that only the Void faction produces "veteran biologists" like Deathwing; the Burning Legion is no less prolific in this regard.

They created many hybrid demons, the most famous of which was Chromus, the Doom Lord who killed Tirion Fordring with "fel breath" in the canon.

Moreover, Kingaros has been promoting a concept similar to "mechanical ascension" for thousands of years. Almost all of the demon engineers under his command have replaced a part of themselves with demonic machinery. This trend of power modification of lower-ranking demons has been expanding.

Perhaps soon, the inhabitants of the material world will be able to enjoy the "mechanically modified demon" package.

If the demon guards, who already possess an exaggerated fighting spirit, were further enhanced by various demonic machines, increasing their destructive power, then the extent to which the Burning Legion's offensive would be so fierce would be a big question mark.

Therefore, in the objectives set in the Holy Light Legion's war manual, the Apocalypse Engineer Kingaros was ranked very high, almost second only to the Great Demon Lord.

Unfortunately, assassinating Kil'jaeden under his command is extremely difficult. If the Shaper hadn't wanted to resolve Azeroth's problems in one fell swoop, Jin'garos wouldn't have been assigned to a pivotal region like Mardun.

This guy usually forges various weapons in the Burning Throne of Argus, and his forge is located beneath Kil'jaeden's throne.

This shows how much the conquerors valued Kingaros.

Let's return to Imonar.

This guy took a hit from a holy light cannon and lost half of his body. After landing, he tried to run away, but Captain Yuna, who was already in a frenzy, used a very dangerous "airborne" tactic.

The triangular teleportation beacon crashed near Imonar, and Yuna led several Lightforged warriors out to fight their way out.

She rushed as fast as she could, only to witness firsthand Uncle Diakum being obliterated by that damned demon using a self-destruct tactic, which pushed Yuna's anger to its limit.

She didn't have much contact with Diakum; in fact, they only met once.

During the evacuation more than 20,000 years ago, her then "young" Uncle Diakum rescued her from a succubus disguised as a demon. Although the Vigilant also lied to her, saying that her parents, who had died in battle on the plains of Antorus, would be waiting for her in their hometown, it was just a well-intentioned lie to a child.

As Yuna grew up, she learned that her parents had become one of the heroes who died in the Battle of Argus, but she was still grateful to her Uncle Diakum for saving her.

She was able to grow up healthy and become the person she is today because Ms. Vera raised her like a daughter, but she survived thanks to Uncle Diakum's kindness.

How could she possibly bear to witness Dick's outburst?
"I'm going to kill you with my own hands!"

Yuna roared and fired wildly with her gem-encrusted shotgun, causing Imonar, who was now hopping around like a toad with only one leg, to scream as he activated his "Anti-Beam Weapon Gymnastics," which he actually managed to dodge.

The latter ejected the magic cannon from its arm to retaliate, but was then struck by a "holy light head-soothing kill" from the hunting boat that streaked across the sky.

The scorching beam of light slammed into the ground. The energy level of this ground weapon was astonishing, causing all of Imenaar's weapons to overload. When he saw Yuna rushing towards him, he ejected his armed spear in preparation for a desperate fight, but the fierce captain chopped off his arm with a single blow and then plunged the despicable bounty hunter into the neck with a second blow.

"Let's die together!"

The Soul Hunter himself could not survive.

But it's not cowardly.

I am the devil!
Damn it, at worst I'll just have to go back and queue up for the lottery. Replacing one Vigilant today is enough to feed me for the rest of my life. Taking away a Holy Light Fleet combat captain is pure profit.

The row of medals on Yuna's body already represents her prestige, and taking this little guy with her would be another source of income.

Imnar roared and detonated. Yuna's eyes widened as she tried to retreat, but it was too late. Under the desperate gaze of the other Lightforged, their captain was about to die here.

But in that instant, a dark, ghostly beam of light shot out and enveloped Yuna before it exploded.

The Soul Hunter is indeed a ruthless person.

This guy installed an "Apocalypse Bomb" in his body, which was incredibly powerful. However, this time the explosion was far from what was expected. The moment the violent evil energy exploded, it was as if it was suppressed by an invisible hand, forcibly pushing the destructive energy that had already emitted light back to the detonation point.

It was as if time had reversed, leaving even Immonar wide-eyed in astonishment.

Then it saw the ethereal butterfly wings peeking out from the shadows, and the face covered in black veils and shadows, adorned with the Crown of Darkness.

Diakum looked at it.

The Watcher noticed the ornaments made from Eredar bones on Immonar's body, which made Dick blink and then smile.

He reached out and placed his hand on Immonar's blasted shoulder. In an instant, the chilling entropy energy seized all of the demon's power, even oppressing its soul.

The vigilant said in Shasyar:

"Have you forgotten where you are? If you self-destruct here, do you really think you can be reborn?"

This reminder sent a chill down the Soul Hunter's spine.

What the hell!

This is in Mardon, in the Twisting Nether. Demons that die here will have their souls returned to the Fel Force and cannot be resurrected!
Hey, you're actually a pretty nice person, aren't you?

Then it saw the Watcher raise its left hand, holding a scarlet, grotesque battle axe that was strangely transforming in the flow of entropy.

The Force artifacts can transform into different forms to enhance their destructive power, depending on the user's strength.

This is the outward manifestation of the evolution of power, and also the manifestation of weapons submitting to their users.

"Look at this axe of mine. Pretty cool, right?"

Diakum said to Immonar in a gentle tone:
"When it cuts you down, your soul will be absorbed, chewed up, and finally devoured, but don't worry, I won't let you suffer such terrible treatment."

Although my cage in the Sea of ​​Darkness is gone, I will ask the Maw of Curse to treat you well until the swarm returns to the Sea of ​​Darkness, where I will personally build you a 'little private room'.

die?
No.

You will never have to fear death again.

Even for the sake of the lingering spirits of your grieving compatriots, I will let you live until you are willing to pay any price just to die.

But do you know?
No one will give you such relief, and no one will choose to offend me because of your suffering.

Nobody dares to do that!

"puff"

The cursed throat pierced the Soul Hunter's skull.

Amidst the gluttonous devouring, Immonar's cries of pain echoed throughout the land, and the vigilant, like a preacher, "consoled" him:

"Some people believe that given enough time and with a strong enough will, they can adapt to pain and become so numb that they are no longer tormented by it, but unfortunately..."
Give it a try.

Try with hope, and 'despair' will become a privilege you can no longer hope for.

May the void curse your soul.

When the battle axe retracted, its transformation was finally complete.

In the void-forged hand of the Devourer of All Realms, there exists a bewitching yet ferocious "war scythe," sculpted from steel encased in bone. Amidst the roar of its blood-red demonic skull, a wisp of purplish-red void energy sways and flickers within, like the restless, gluttonous hunger.

Behind the spiked handle is a pierced skull jewel, and at the end of the chain is a sharp blade.

It clearly understood what responsibilities it needed to assume in the hands of the Vigilant, and thus transformed itself into the weapon form most suitable for "Spirit Slaying".

"So nice."

The vigilant exclaimed in admiration:

"Such attentiveness and obedience must mean you have something you desire. Tell me, what do you want me to do with you?"

He was questioning the demon forever imprisoned within the battle axe, the demon craftsman Nethazar who forged this deadly battle axe, who roared out that name with his last remaining sanity amidst endless wails.

"Kil'jaeden. Ah, perfect one, obsessed one, I want it. I will devour it. To be with it forever, to belong to me, and only to me."

"By the Holy Light, you 'fanatics' are truly extreme and terrifying. Kil'jaeden is blessed to have worshippers like you."

The vigilant sighed.

He did not reject this terrifying desire, since the conqueror was destined to die at the hands of Velen anyway, and he could simply hand the battle axe to the prophet then.

He turned around, gently dispelling the enveloping shadow, and looked at Captain Yuna behind him, who was shivering from the entropy energy.

The child has grown up. But in Dick's eyes, she is still the little girl who used to huddle with him, trembling.

So he reached out and tried to touch Yuna's face.

The void entropy energy wrapped around his fingers quickly dissipated, and when his fingertips touched Yuna's cheek, they were once again covered in warm holy light.

Like sunlight shining down, it dispelled the chill on Yuna's body and the fear in her heart.

When she saw Uncle Diakum's signature gentle smile again, the emotions of over 20,000 years finally erupted, causing her to cry out and rush forward to hug the giant's legs.

Sigh, so Dick's terrifying size is a bit of a downer.

"So, little Yuna, have we fulfilled our promise?"

Dick entered his Radiant Holy Spirit form, shrinking his body, and asked jokingly:

"Have you finished off the last demon's head?"

"Of course, isn't that it?"

Yuna wiped away her tears, pointed at the Soul Hunter Imenaal who was turning into ashes and disappearing, and said loudly:

“I have completed the hunt of 100 demons, and I think I can rejoin the team. Mother Vera and the members of the Arcane Scholar Clan are with you. I’m retiring early to go home and inherit the family business.”

"Okay, okay, I'll introduce you to a friend later."

Dick let little Yuna link his arm with his, pointed to the fierce battlefield ahead, and said:
“There’s another young woman there in the same situation as you, but compared to you, Irelia is so immature. But we can’t go there now, I still have things to finish.”

"what?"

Yuna looked behind her, following Uncle Dick's finger.

There was only a desolate battlefield there, but then Yuna's expression froze as she saw something moving beneath the battlefield.

Those terrifying things.

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"boom"

A fierce mental storm swept across the battlefield; its destructive power was beyond description.

The demons at the heart of the storm received a swift and decisive death from a mental explosion, but those who weren't directly attacked fared much worse.

Saloras has trained under Diakum for so long that she has basically learned all the Vigilant's techniques in Voidform.

Therefore, when the dual forces of entropy freezing and ferocity erupt, which are even more complex and terrifying than a mental storm, the surviving demons are blessed. The chaotic outburst of their seven emotions and six desires sweeps across their already unrestrained minds like a plague.

In an instant, a group of demons were driven mad.

This is quite difficult to do, since every single demon is a "naturally supermale" patient, and as we all know, mind spells are hard to work on idiots and madmen.

But the power of evil doesn't concern you here or there.

You have feelings for them, right?
If you have feelings, you might as well just wait to die!

Anger, hatred, and arrogance—if demons could escape these "three great curses," they would truly be formidable.

However, the twins weren't out there bullying lower-level demons; they had real "business" to do. On one hand, they were acting as the vanguard for the Illidari and the Lightforged, advancing into the lava mountains where the demon forge was located, and on the other hand, they were searching for their "test target."

Kurul!
That guy was nearby. He was just commanding the demon army to repel the invaders, but now he seems to have sensed the danger and disappeared somewhere.

But this keen reaction and tactical response made Gemini increasingly satisfied with this "dawn overlord reserve".

No wonder he's a great demon that even the vigilant look at with new eyes.

Having brains is a disadvantage in the eyes of the Burning Legion demons, but a huge advantage in the eyes of other factions.

"This search won't work. There are millions of demons here. How long will it take?"

Auress swung her Radiant Dawn Staff, slamming a weakened "Sun Fist" towards the demon wall ahead. Turning to her sister, who hovered in the air maintaining her Mind Storm like a Void Witch, she said:
“We need to try a different approach. This Kurul is too good at hiding; it seems to know we’re coming for it.”

"It can hide inside demons, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, but it cannot escape the racial senses of Ereduin!"

Saloras said coldly:
"Seek help from the overlord Kazzak and let it guide us."

"it is good."

Aurecis responded.

A moment later, Kazzak, the Lightforged Dawn Overlord, who was in the middle of the battlefield performing the famous "tearing apart Gundam" scene, roared and tore apart the fel-powered mech in front of him. In the midst of the violent fel energy explosion, he picked up the mech's head, which was still flying sparks, and briefly sensed the location of his former adjutant.

Then it grabbed the Spear of Destruction that it had stuck in the ground, lifted it up and threw it. It transformed into a streak of light and flew across the battlefield, eventually plunging into a hidden magic steel fortress.

Kazzak then instantly teleported to the landing point of his weapon, like a "Holy Light Thunder God," and swung the mech head in his hand like a warhammer, smashing it into the spire of the Magic Steel Fortress.

As the Dawn Overlord personally forged by Diakum, "Size Changeable" is a basic skill for it. It inherited some of the characteristics of the Radiant Holy Spirit, and transforming into the "Light Demon Giant" is easy for it.

"Cowardly fool, come out and face your fate!"

Kazak roared:

"You too are a Starship Jailer created by the Pantheon, and like me, you have not forgotten our past glory! You followed Sargeras and offered your loyalty to him, but the Dark Titan will not think highly of you because of that!"
Kurul!
There are other Ereduin!

Listen to me: if you want your dark master to truly value you, it is not by submitting to Him, but by challenging Him.

Let us return to our noble origins.

Fel magic is merely corruption; the Holy Light is the true home.

"Lord Kazzak, have you gone mad?"

A doomsday lord, driven from the Felsteel Fortress, cried out in anguish:
"How could you succumb to the corruption of the Holy Light? You are our overlord of the apocalypse! Damn it, how did our once peaceful Ereduin become like this?"

"Look at your weak wailing! It's because of guys like you that we get ridden on by Manari!"

"Demon King" Kazroga roared and cursed:
"Kazzak is dead! This monster before us is a stitched-together form of the Doom Lord, defiled by the Holy Light. If you truly respect Kazzak, then join me in killing it. We cannot allow our Doom Lord to continue wandering the stars in such a pathetic state; it is a disgrace to the Doom Lords."

This guy truly deserves to be called a leader with courage.

Under Kazzak's somewhat appreciative gaze, Kazrogar rallied a group of doom lords to launch a campaign against it, which was exactly what Kazzak wanted.

It felt that Commander Diakum's plan was somewhat too conservative.

If the goal is to bring Ereduin back to the right path, what's the point of just forging yourself or Kurul?
These doomsday lords should be captured and locked in the Holy Light Cage to "train the eagles"!
Even if most of them die, there will always be a few who realize their mistakes and return to the right path.

With so many heroes in the Lightforged Chapter, surely the Twin Archbishops shouldn't be the only ones to have their own "Holy Light Contract Demon"?

Kazak is ambitious.

It felt that the Lightforged Chapter's use of Ragnaros, the Lord of Light, as its symbol was far too weak, and that only a mighty overlord of the dawn like itself was worthy of being the symbol of the Lightforged.

Most importantly, as Diakum's "Holy Light Demon," Kazzak knew of the existence of the "High Heavens."

It was determined to make Ereduin one of the first "residents" of the High Heavens, and even the "Angel of War" of the High Heavens.
Look, angels have wings, and Ereduin has wings too!

Angels have faith, and so do the Dawn Overlords!

Angels are powerful, and so are Doom Lords!

Isn't that all there?
There's no need for the Vigilantes to reshape any angelic legions for the Higher Heavens. They could just recruit us from Ereduin and lightforge us, wouldn't that be perfect?

Well, I have to say, Kazzak is quite the character.

However, its grand plan of "racial advancement" has caused trouble for Kurul. Kurul was able to open a portal to escape Mardum, which had become a holy hell, but it was interrupted by Kazzak.

It fled in panic.

They had no intention of joining Kaz'roga's foolish counterattack. When Kazzak was still a demon, they couldn't defeat the Doomsday Overlord. Now that Kazzak has been promoted to the Dawn Overlord, it would be a miracle if they could defeat him.

But where can Kurul escape to?

It flapped its wings and flew out of the scorching battlefield, only to be blocked by two streaks of light, one in front and one behind.

Archbishop Saloras returned from her Voidform to her Lightform form, raised her staff, and said to Kurul:
"Stop running, embrace your destiny, the Holy Light is calling you."

"No!!! I refuse!"

(End of this chapter)