Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 549, Section 10. What kind of heroes are you two if you only forge one demon like me? Well then, I know the other guy.
(Bonus chapter for the brother "Jilingzaiyuan" [1/5])
Kurul was desperate.

What can Kurul do?

It was now blocked by two archbishops. Before they "reformed" by following Diakum, these two were the second most wanted figures on the Burning Legion's bounty list. Countless demons had died or been resurrected in the conquests of the Holy Light Legion under their command.

He can be called the ultimate torture king.

It's worth noting that the number of demon worlds personally ordered by the Twins to be lightforged exceeds double digits.

Including those Legion worlds that were indirectly authorized and forged by the Lightforged, these two women have wiped out at least three hundred of the Burning Legion's garrison planets in the material world.

These "Holy Light Duo," along with Diakum and Illidan, wow, not only are the top three on the Burning Legion's bounty list having a team-building event here, but those Oddachi and Order of the Void Hunters are also regulars who appear in the top twenty of the bounty list year after year.

Wow, looking at it this way, Marton is really "lucky" today.

"Ah, just kill me."

Kurul pulled his Doomblade from the evil flames, ready to fight to the death like a true demon.

It roared with a ferocious expression:
"I would rather die here, I would rather my soul return to the evil forces, I would rather jump into the abyss and die than become a lackey of the Holy Light!"

"Oh, so it seems you know what we're going to do. What a clever devil."

Aureith raised her staff, summoning Ragnaros, the Lightlord, to leap out and pounce on Krull. She asked:
"Did you come up with this answer yourself?"

"Pah! Do you even need to think about it? Don't look down on me!"

As Kurul clashed fiercely with the Lord of Light, amidst the boiling, scorching flames, it swung its claws, tearing down several pieces of fel meteorite and hurling them at the battlefield where it was trapped, cursing loudly:

"I realized what was going on when that bastard Diakum let me go at Stromgarde. I saw Kazzak there, and when I was reborn in the Twisting Nether, I knew that would be my end too."

You Holy Light Walkers have truly gone mad!

Fighting demons, slaughtering and destroying us is not enough for you, now you even want to defile the demon lord with holy light to satisfy your perverted desire for control.

Is this how you Holy Light Walkers do things?

I bother!

"The Vigilant has turned you all into demons of the Holy Light. I, a great demon, am not as wicked as you Lightwalkers!"

If you disregard factions and positions, this rebuke might seem like a direct and brutal "death hurl." However, if you look back at all the bad things the Burning Legion has done, you'll realize that even Yrel, who is only focused on Lightforging something, is far too righteous compared to them.

Gemini, being such a figure, wouldn't bother debating with Kurul.

They did not have the unique "collecting obsession" of Commander Diakum; to them, Kurul was merely a target and an experiment.

If, as the Vigilant's plan has been realized, the Doom Lords, who hold important positions in the Burning Legion, are universally Lightforged, then the Legion will undoubtedly suffer enormous losses as a result.

The "risk of betrayal" of a single race is enough to sideline all Doom Lords and Doomguards in the Legion's power structure.

This is a strategic cycle.

Once it is achieved, Ereduin will have an option.

Once given a choice, things won't proceed as Kurul and the other hardliners want.

Kurul, this commander-type great demon with some brains, probably realized this as well, which is why he is so stubbornly refusing to surrender.

Their race has followed Sargeras since birth, and although the Dark Titans no longer need this loyalty, the Doom Lords have always regarded this loyalty as an honor.

They believed that the demons of the Burning Legion were a bunch of insects who admired the power of Lord Sargeras and were not worthy of trust at all. Only they, who had followed Sargeras since the Titan era, were the true "loyal subjects" of the Dark Titans.

Unfortunately, Sargeras doesn't seem to think so.

Otherwise, the Dark Titan wouldn't have personally descended on Argus to recruit the Eredar. Clearly, in the Dark Titan's eyes, the loyalty of the Doom Lords couldn't put food on the table, much less become the cornerstone of the Burning Legion.

What good is loyalty alone?
Sargeras is destined for great things; he would rather rely on the clearly disloyal Eredar than allow the Doom Lords to take the leadership of the Legion.

As it turns out, the Dark Titan's choice was absolutely correct.

Before the Eredar joined, the Burning Legion was just a thuggish gang that excelled at looting and plundering, but after Kil'jaeden and Sarkil joined, the Burning Legion quickly became a top force in the galaxy.

Even if Sargeras did not participate in the Burning Crusade, the legions commanded by the great demon lords could still make the stars tremble and all things kneel down.

In this situation, the Ereduin demons, who were arrogant but couldn't see the bigger picture, were in an awkward position.

"buzz"

Another Lightbringer has been summoned by Saloras. These war emissaries, who replaced the Seraphim as the Lightforgers' "five hundred good brothers," are quite powerful.

Especially the demigod-level Holy Flame Lord, one is clearly not enough to deal with Kurul, but two can suppress it.

“Unlike Commander Diakum’s free-spirited approach to things, my sister and I are more focused on efficiency.”

Saloras shrugged and transitioned into Void form.

The moment the black clothes covered his body, the power of evil transformed into a mental spell and struck Kurul.

The outburst of emotions caused Kurul, who was already under "public opinion attack," to lose his composure, his defenses faltered, and he was slammed to the ground by two Holy Flame Lords, one with a hammer each.

The continuous bursts of black and white energy startled Saloras.

Given the generally volatile emotional states of demons, the fact that such a terrifying burst of demonic energy could occur in such a short time is enough to prove that Kurul's "mental exhaustion" during this period was truly terrifying.

Saloras had prepared many small combos, but she broke Kurul's defense with just a basic attack at the start.

"How fragile are you, you great demon?"

She landed, simultaneously channeling her savage energy to bind Kurul's body and spirit, and muttered:

"For a great demon, you really are quite 'sentimental,' huh? You don't actually write some weak and disgusting poems in private, do you?"

"You son of a bitch!"

Completely out of control, Kurul struggled within the hallucinations of his emotional outburst, cursing:

"You try it! You try being humiliated as a coward by all your companions and compatriots overnight. More importantly, I did nothing wrong. No other great demon could have done better than me."

The entire Twisted Void is filled with jokes about me; everyone in the Twisted Void treats me like a clown! Even those Void Merchants are making up stupid jokes to mock me.

The entire starry sea is laughing at me.
I am a war hero!
I've done great service for the legion, so why are they treating me like this?

How dare they treat me like this?

I am not satisfied!
I want to see the Dark Titan!
I want Lord Sargeras to give me justice.”

"This guy's gone mad."

Auress landed with a look of "helplessness and barely able to hold back," and said to her sister:
"No wonder the demons consider 'wisdom' a curse. Look at Kurul, he cares so much about his reputation that he's even so disheartened by being ridiculed. He doesn't even seem like a great demon who only knows destruction and devastation."

Are you stupid too?

Saloras looked at her sister with a surprised expression and said:

"Do you really think that Kurul's own mental strife has led to this point of vulnerability? Look at how terrifying the evil energy on its body is."
This isn't a negative emotion that can accumulate in just one or two days!

If you ask me, the 'seed of inner demons' was already planted when it met Commander Diakum at Stromgarde Keep. It wasn't my demonic spells that defeated it; I'm not powerful enough to instantly kill a great demon with a basic attack.

Its fate was sealed the moment it was in Stromgarde.

"hiss."

Aurecis was startled.

Now, her gaze toward Kurul, who was trapped in the abyss of emotions and unable to extricate himself, held a hint of pity, as if she were watching a puppet being sent to its predetermined end.

"It's yours."

Saloras patted her sister on the shoulder and said:

“Originally, the Great Demon’s rebellion required both of us to Lightforge together, but Kurul can do it by himself now. To be honest, with me using Voidform more and more in combat, having a Lightforged Demon isn’t that meaningful.”

"But you can try it your way."

Aurecis rolled her eyes and said:

"The Vigilant opened the path of the Holy Light for the demon Ereduin. He could have actually molded Kazzak into the 'Shadowforged Despair Herald,' but it was the 'love-hate relationship' between Commander Diakum and Kazzak that ultimately led him to bring the Doomsday Overlord into the Holy Light."

However, the void still craves the strong.

If Kazzak cannot become the forerunner of Shadowforged Despair, perhaps there must always be an Ereduin who should 'sacrifice' for the race and pave a new path for its people.

They were once servants of the Titans, creations of arcane magic, but they fell into the clutches of fel energy, which is enough to prove that the demons of Ereduin are also perfectly adapted to energy.

Give it a try, sister.

"To create void creatures that even the Vigilant could not create."

Saloras was somewhat tempted.

She touched the Dark Empire Blade hanging at her waist.

Xal'atath was no longer among them, and Mordgud, the Black Iron Witch Queen who originally resided there, also perished in the battle with Xal'atath due to her resentment.

This dagger is missing a powerful soul to nurture and guide it; otherwise, it would be a waste of the potential of this Force artifact.

"Let's try Kurul."

Aurecis said:
"Anyway, it's incredibly persistent."

“No, Kurul is destined to enter the Holy Light; its strategic thinking dictates that it can become an exceptionally powerful overlord of the Dawn.” Saloras shook her head and said:
"There are so many doomsday lords on this battlefield, I can just find another one."

Why waste that effort?

Orestes, holding her sister's arm, said:
"Just let Kurul 'recommend' one for us. We sisters grow up together, mature together, share all the blessings we receive, and fall in love with the same superior together."

Perhaps it's due to that incurable sense of ritual within me, but I always feel that there should be some kind of strange 'bond' between our contracted demons, whether it's hatred or anger, it can't be as casual as just choosing any doomsday lord.

"That's true."

Saloras patted her sister's head as if petting a kitten. She turned around, wielding the Dark Empire Blade, which resonated with Kurul's boiling emotions.

she asked:
"Then, Kurul, who is destined to walk into the Holy Light, do you still have compatriots you cannot let go of?"

"Kazroga!"

Kurul, writhing in malevolent energy and on the verge of collapse, roared:
"I will not be its stepping stone. It is not worthy to lead Ereduin! Nor is it worthy to steal my title of 'Demon King'! I will kill it! I will make it taste my pain!"

"Kazroga? The third, no, the second-in-command of the Ereduin demons?"

Saloras and Aurecis exchanged a glance.

The two sisters saw the surprise in each other's eyes. For demon races like Ereduin who "work" in the Burning Legion, their overall status would quickly decline if their leader was not strong enough.

For example, recently there has been an increasing number of Abyss Lords being dispatched to the front lines in the Star Sea. Although the Annihran demons do like to charge into battle, they are generally not used as cannon fodder.

This is the situation where, after the Destroyer Manonos died in battle, the Abyss Lords were "demoted" within the Legion's system.

If the Light Legion can wipe out the leaders of the Ereduin demons, then the race will only face greater difficulties afterward. The Burning Legion and even the Twisting Nether are places where strength reigns supreme.

Without a strong leader, being bullied by other demons is an inevitable outcome.

"Great! That's the one."

Saloras made her decision and looked up at the Felsteel Fortress, which was being relentlessly attacked by Kazzak.

Kazroga is there, that tan-colored doomsday lord.

He's incredibly brave; he actually managed to exchange a few blows with Kazzak.

I really look forward to its power when it emerges from the shadows and is reborn.

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"Let's go! Get out of here, Marton is beyond saving."

A Nathrezim appeared in a command room high up, transformed into a swarm of bats.

This is one of the dreadlords' strongholds in Mardum, and it is currently teeming with Nathrezim.

From major demons to legendary demons, and even "minor demons," it seems like all the dreadlords of Mardon have been gathered here.

No wonder Nathrezim was rarely seen during the invaders' assault.

Although these creatures are indeed not good at fighting, as the most cunning demons, they always serve as commanders of lower-level demons. The current large-scale gathering is clearly an order to "avoid battle" given in advance.

"You've already decided it's hopeless?"

In the command room, the dreadlord Lord Deselok looked at the creature before him with some surprise and said:

"Mardon has only fallen halfway. The foundry in Jingaros is constantly sending out magic-powered mechs, and the portal lords on Argus are already mobilizing armies from several worlds."

It’s not that you can’t fight!
Although we don't need to fight to the death for this place, abandoning Kinggarus, such an important engineer of the Apocalypse, and retreating like this will be difficult to explain to Lord Kil'jaeden when we return!

"Fight my ass! Do you really think Diakum has gathered a bunch of lousy fish to take down Marton?"

The dreadlord "The Corruptor" Sathorvar, who delivered the message, grinned maliciously:

"Why don't you go to the place where the Holy Light Butcher landed and see what's underground now? The Shadow Chaser swarm has already started to hatch on a large scale, and I can see it clearly from the shadows."

Just now, all twelve of their tyrants have been assembled!

The mysterious overlord is also hatching. Once the swarm's will is ignited, the entire Mardun will become the hunting ground for those 'god-slaying insects'.

That was Diakum's real plan.

"Don't be silly, Deselok, if we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave at all!"

"Wow! He's really daring."

Deselok was startled, and the pale-faced dreadlord cursed:

"By so openly throwing void creations into fel territory, is the Vigilant planning to provoke another war of the Force gods?"

Where did he get the guts?

Wait a minute!

You just said you watched the Shadowbugs hatch from the shadows?

The Lord of Fear suddenly realized something was wrong.

Before the Corruptor could react, the next second, the scythe of terror suddenly burst forth from the shadow behind it, sweeping across like a reaping scythe, slicing several legendary dreadlords, including the Corruptor, in half at the waist.

Then, to Deselok's horrified gaze, the monstrous dream-devouring tyrant Eranikus, as hideous as an abyssal monster, quietly emerged from the shattered nightmare.

It shook its massive body.

Behind it, the ferocious Storm Lord, wielding the Apocalypse, led the warrior insects out to fight their way out.

The swarm is coming!

That idiot Sasorvar directly exposed the hiding place of the dreadlords!

Worse still, under Deselok's gaze, an even darker darkness had been drawn in, completely locking down the space around them. Amidst the terrified screams of a group of dreadlords, like little girls encountering a perverted wolf in the middle of the night, the figure that could frighten demons appeared in the vortex of gathering shadows.

Diakum is here!

He wasn't in his holy light form, but rather he held the Twilight Hammer in his left hand and the Soul-Slaying Scythe in his right.

“Nathrezim.”

Amidst the echoing hoarseness of Shasyar, Diakum, like a wind sweeping across the void, whispered:
"You've escaped from me far too many times, but I have a new weapon. So, come and try, see if you can escape this thirst for devouring all worlds. Hmm, if you can really go back..."
Please give my regards to Emperor Thássi.

"Do not!!!"

Deselok's lament echoed through the shadows, even penetrating the overlapping darkness and reaching deeper into the fel-powered mountain.

The donkey ears of the Star Hunter, who was engaged in battle, twitched.

In all his years of hunting demons, he's rarely seen a sly dreadlord so frightened. So, Diakum is hunting up there, right?

Illidan flicked the Hunting Moonblade in his hand.

This is not his original Warblade of Azzinoth, which once shook the stars. That loyal weapon was destroyed in the war at Mount Hyjal. This Moonblade was forged from the remains of the Warblade of Azzinoth, but its blade is not a solid object; rather, it is formed from leaping flames.

Opposite the Starhunter, the leader of the Fel Warband, "The Traitor" Kelya Fel Soul, was coughing up blood.

She looked at the weapon in Illidan's hand with disbelief, especially the hunting artifact that pulsated, curved, and converged into a blade of flame.

She said in a hoarse voice:

"Impossible! How could your weapon harm me? I've clearly embarked on the path favored by fel energy. And you're so weak, how could you possibly defeat me?"

Illidan had no intention of answering that foolish question.

He has been tracking this traitor for thousands of years, and today he will finally put an end to those shameful years of betrayal.

But perhaps because of the fact that Kelya Felhun had followed him in hunting the stars before she betrayed him, Illidan lowered his Flameblade before the next attack.

他 说:

“I reforged my weapon with the Flames of Sargeras. Isn’t it perfectly normal for the supreme fire of fel energy to shatter your body, which was already immersed in a pathetic frenzy of destruction?”

"impossible!"

Kylia screamed:

“Even you cannot wield the Flames of Sargeras to this extent! Only the Dark Titans can use it to enhance their weapons; that is not a realm you can enter.”

"Yes, I can't."

Illidan transformed into a slaying ghost and charged forward. As the traitor struggled to parry, Illidan revealed an incredibly sinister smile.

他 说:

“But I have a friend who happens to be able to control all concepts of ‘fire.’ Isn’t Sargeras’s evil fire also fire?”

"puff"

The slashing flames danced, carrying a charred ear, then sliced ​​off a demon's horn, and as Kalia retreated in despair, an eye beam erupted.

That was the purest and most supreme flame in the fel energy, a flame that only the Dark Titans could perfectly wield.

Illidan mastered it.
He has friends, but he doesn't.

So, friendship is the only reason for becoming king? That's absurd!
(End of this chapter)