Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 569, Section 30: The Supreme Thief King Makes a Dazzling Appearance! - Bonus Chapter for Brother "叠甲丨过" [110]

The shadow flame barrier surrounding the Palace of Abelus is rapidly weakening, as the concept of "Glutton" infused into the Dark Heart by Diakum is awakening this ravenous creature.

This thing is the prototype of the Dragon Soul. When Neltharion designed it in his madness, its effect was quite exaggerated. It could absorb all energy and transform it into darkness.

It's practically a universal version of the Void Converter.

Of course, because the PPT was too hyped up, Neltharion realized that this thing was unlikely to be actually made. In addition, at that time his mental state was not yet crazy enough to "change class" to Deathwing. Therefore, the unfinished Darkheart was eventually abandoned and sealed away.

However, the great dragon scientist Neltharion did indeed think carefully about how to achieve this effect and spent a lot of time doing a lot of feasibility studies, which made the Darkheart immediately show a rather exaggerated characteristic when it was completed in Diakum's hands.

It seems to truly devour all power and transform it into darkness.

When Dick entered the "Night" with it in his hand, this thing could even withstand a portion of the solar eclipse erosion from the sun god Anser, which was equivalent to Dick carrying a "spare energy tank" with him, making it easier for him to withstand the void erosion of the solar eclipse.

Since it can withstand even the dark erosion of the Sun God, this small amount of Shadow Flame Essence is only fit to be used to temper this Shadow Artifact.

This is the "standard process," and although it's called quenching, it's more like the final step in awakening and recasting.

After all, most artifacts have requirements for sturdiness, and the goblin masters who dismantled the Dragon Soul to complete the Dark Heart repeatedly emphasized that it must be forged with the dragonfire of Shadowflame to melt some of the metal inside, giving it the sturdiness to withstand heavy blows and piercings.

It's not that Shadowflame is particularly powerful; it's mainly because those metals were shaped by Neltharion, and only his Shadow Dragonfire can melt and deform them.

There's nothing we can do about it; that's how PowerPoint is designed.

Therefore, Deathwing was not only a dragon biologist, but also a master blacksmith and smelter. Considering that Neltharion also designed some bizarre engineering creations, our cousin was truly a "jack-of-all-trades" among villains.

This fully demonstrates that being a good person only requires a righteous heart and unwavering courage, but becoming an outstanding bad person requires being good at everything.

"The artifact is almost finished; I can hear its hungry and greedy wailing even from here."

Aegwynn, leaning on the Staff of Aluneth the Guardian, which emitted strange battle cries and seemed to have its own background music, said to the others:

"If Rafaam wants to steal this treasure, he will surely appear when it is finished being forged! Everyone, get ready, Malygos. There is no need to reinforce the surrounding space; no amount of spatial confinement will make a difference to the Scepter of Sargeras."

You and Lord Nozdormu prepare time magic.

Ideally, Rafaam should be pulled into a time-stopped state the instant he appears; using time to counter space is the perfect way to counter Sargeras's Scepter.

The old blue dragon thought about it and realized it was true.

It had never clashed with Sargeras's Staff, but it had heard of the renowned reputation of this staff, which had been used by the true god of the universe. So it took an exquisite hourglass from Nozdormu, intending to use it to trap the Supreme Thief King in the flow of time.

“I can freeze it.”

The Iceheart Dragon raised her left hand, her five fingers swaying with a chilling aura that seemed to freeze everything. She whispered:

"I can freeze the system with just a moment's pause."

"Of course, the trouble you caused us back then is something I remember very well."

The Weaver retorted, earning a cold glance from Vilanoz.

This Iceheart Dragon has the same problem as Philec.

She wasn't targeting anyone in particular; she treated everyone except Alexstrasza with equal indifference. But this wasn't arrogance; it was simply the attitude of a loner towards a complex world.

The Red Dragon Queen was in a very good mood. Although she and her old best friend had only just broken the ice thanks to the mediation of Mother World, the fact that they could rekindle their ancient and sincere friendship made her happy and joyful.

Freed from the constraints of the Titan Laws, Alexstrasza also looked much "younger," and she waved her hand, bestowing life enhancements upon all the dragons.

Even the somber Stone Scale Dragon is mobilizing the earth's power to create rock golems for combat.

It stared at the Dark Heart in Diakum's hand.

It guessed that this precious treasure was something the Vigilant, an enemy of the Titans, had specially reserved for the Titans to enjoy.

But in fact, it's not.

Although Diakum was an enemy of the Titans, he didn't go so far as to do everything he did specifically to target them.

The purpose of creating the Dark Heart is simple, and its tempering is nearing completion.

The purple disc floating in Diakum's palm reflected a dim galaxy within its perfect crystal center, like a monstrous beast from ancient times, groaning as it devoured the immense pressure of the eclipse that Diakum was currently enduring.

Like an energy pocket that can never be filled, the darkness originating from the body of the god Anser is guided into the heart of darkness like a great river that has changed course.

Unfortunately, its capacity is ultimately limited.

This thing was far from being able to withstand the suffering of a true god, but Dick was still pleased to have measured the limits of the Dark Heart's capacity.

It is roughly one-tenth to one-seventh of the darkness that is infused during each night transition, which means that as long as the Vigilant holds it, they can reduce the pressure by 10%-15% during Anser's eclipse.

It may seem like little, but it's enough to ensure that Diakum can survive every subsequent night by igniting his own light.

However, if it merely passively receives the eclipse's energy, this thing is not enough to be called a divine artifact.

Since it is the prototype of the Dragon Soul, the Dark Heart possesses all the abilities of the Dragon Soul. This means that the "Eclipse Night" stored in the Dark Heart is also used for "attack".

When necessary, Dick can even give the Dark Heart to others to use, which means that Anser's Eclipse will no longer be a Void arcane art that can only be mastered by him.

More importantly, Diakum was also researching the next stage of "Twins of Light and Shadow," and he urgently needed some of the stored eclipse darkness for his theological studies.

As the last wisp of shadow flame enveloping Abelus was absorbed by the Dark Heart, Diakum's fifth transformation from night was about to enter the light. As the light veins of the Void Wings lit up and emitted shimmering reflections, the Dark Heart in his hand was finally completed.

The character card's display panel showed a lot of movement, which pleased the vigilant.
Name: Glutton - Heart of Darkness

Quality: Force [Concept] Artifact

Traits: Devouring and Transforming, Moving Energy Well, Unquenchable Thirst
Special effects:

I. Concept of Devouring:

This item is infused with the gluttonous essence of the Devourer of All Realms, and can passively absorb all energy and transform it into pure darkness. The energy absorption limit is: 10% Eclipse - 15% Eclipse (the limit value depends on the user's affinity).

II. Incarnation of Eclipse:

Users can project and use the pure darkness within the Dark Heart in the form of "The Great Secret of Eclipse".

This attack requires the user to have a certain level of understanding of the Void Force; otherwise, there is a high probability of suffering a backlash.

Founder: Diakum Zastins

Item Description:

Considering that the thirst for energy that drives the Dark Heart to devour is yours, its absorption limit will undergo a qualitative leap after you kill Dimensius and completely seize the concept of the Glutton's power.

And I'm going to teach you some of the most basic physics knowledge!

For example, when a sword or blade strikes your head, its kinetic and potential energy can also be absorbed by the Dark Heart. In other words, this thing is basically equivalent to a 'Permanent Shield', provided you know how to use it.

Ha, are you stupid?
Even in fantasy worlds, physics still matters. What does it mean to master math, physics, and chemistry and be invincible? But for me, a purveyor of metaphysics, to talk about these things is a waste of energy.
Oh, here they come! The show is about to begin.

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Just as Dick finished reading the item description, a large-scale temporal chaos suddenly struck around the Abelus Palace. To the astonishment of Aegwynn and the Dragon Kings, the first wave of people to jump out and snatch the Dark Heart was not the Void Thief.

Eternal Dragon!
These guys who were wiped out by Diakum before, haven't they lost their leader? What are they trying to do by popping up at this time?
"The Eternal Dragon King is roaring! It is unwilling to end its reign here."

The Eternal Great Dragon Ithenus, who had previously escaped from Chromie, took over from the Time Lord Deos and led the remaining Eternal Dragons in a time raid on the entire region.

These guys shouted fanatical slogans and flew out from all directions, throwing things around and causing chaos.

The Weaver keenly noticed that the bodies of these Eternal Dragons had changed from being solid to "ethereal," like bubbles disappearing from the material world.

It activated the hourglass in its hand, casting a stable field over most of the battlefield, eliminating the chaotic effects imposed by the Eternal Dragon. Turning to Nozdormu, the Time Dragon Lord explained with a hint of pity:
"I relinquished the Titans' power over time, preventing the birth of Murozond. This means the Eternal Dragonflight cannot exist either. They are experiencing a painful 'time paradox,' where any Eternal Dragon that enters this timeline will gradually disappear."

This is their final battle.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the Eternal Dragon will become a name destined to be forgotten here.

Will the Eternal Dragons in other timelines also disappear?

Malygos asked curiously, and Nozdormu nodded, saying:
"That was the inevitable end. It may last for many years, but they will eventually be forgotten forever. Let them go."

Before their eyes, as Ysera swung her claws and struck down an Eternal Dragon, the pitiful creature vanished like a burst bubble during its fall, turning into a cloud of dark gray sand of time that scattered into the lava. This utterly annihilated state was quite tragic, and this hopeless fate drove the other Eternal Dragons mad.

They didn't want to die and be forgotten by everyone; the only way to save them was to let Nozdormu become the Eternal Dragon Lord here.

Therefore, the Eternal Dragons who came to fight the final battle with Eternus all held small black hourglasses, just like the chaotic sand that Deios had used to corrupt Nozdormu.

They relentlessly pounced on Nozdormu, hurling their hourglasses at it. If the Time Dragon King were tainted with enough chaotic sand, it might "possibly" transform into the Eternal Dragon King. And as long as this "possibility" existed, these Eternal Dragons could survive the time paradox.

It was a desperate struggle, but Nozdormu showed no mercy.

Its counterattack was so fierce that the chaotic sand could not even touch it.

Despair filled the eyes of the Great Mother Dragon Eternus. Realizing that Nozdormu was also prepared, she turned her head and abandoned Nozdormu, rushing towards Diakum, who was turning from darkness into light.

It knew it couldn't possibly be a match for the Vigilant, but the Voidlings had promised it that even though Rafaam, that lunatic, seemed unreliable, the Eternal Dragons had no other choice at this point.

She rushed towards the blazing sunlight bursting forth.

She could feel her flesh burning rapidly, and the pain made Eternus want to roar, but she gritted her teeth and continued to approach Dick.

Under the watchful eyes of the vigilant, the Eternal Dragon, half its body burned to ashes, pounced, hurling the two chaotic hourglasses in its claws into its light. Then, like a shimmering soap bubble, Eternus was completely incinerated by the blazing sun, turning into a cloud of gray-black sand that dissipated in the light of dawn.

The final roar of this "moth drawn to a flame" still lingered in the light.

The Great Mother Dragon was not there to achieve any grand goals.

Diakum discerned from her desperate counterattack that she simply wanted to live, but in order to live, she had to die once first.

The two hourglasses struck the vigilant's light, and the chaotic temporal pull took effect, throwing him into a strange, lingering echo of time.

Diakum looked up in the desert filled with the aura of destruction and apocalypse and saw the completely corrupted Eternal Dragon King Murozond flapping his black wings as he swooped down from the sky that echoed with the sound of the end times.

The end of time!

He was sent to this "sacred site" of the Eternal Dragon, to witness the destruction of Azeroth during the Twilight Judgment.

Munozdo calls this a blessing, but that's just the ravings of a madman and shouldn't be taken seriously.

So, at the moment the Eternal Dragon King pounced down with the aura of world destruction, Diakum opened his arms, Twilight Hammer leaped into his left hand, and the Spirit Scythe leaped into his right hand. The two thirsty and frenzied weapons roared during the sixth active transformation of light and shadow.

Experiencing multiple solar eclipses in a short period of time would put Diakum under immense mental strain, causing him to suffer the pain of Anser's eclipses.

This pain cannot be lessened.

But perhaps he could let this eternal dragon king, which would never be born again, experience the pain of a true god?
At this moment, outside the city...

The instant Diakum was struck by the chaotic sands and thrown into the illusion of "End of Time," Rafaam the Supreme Thief laughed and leaped into the air above Abelus's Palace as Sargeras's scepter ripped through the air.

The neurotic ethereal thief swung his scepter, unleashing a spatial tear that forcibly teleported Aegwynn and Ysera, who were lunging at him, to the other side of the world. He then reached out and caught the falling Darkheart.

The Supreme Thief King was extremely satisfied with acquiring the treasure.

The Dragon King and his dragon avatars pounced on it, but were stopped by the Void Thieves who appeared afterward using Void magic. However, Rafaam himself was also hit by Nozdormu's Time Stop.

Then Velanos fulfilled his promise, unleashing a burst of chilling light that froze everything, instantly plunging the entire battlefield into the Ice Age.

The power of the Ice Dragon even turned the magma on the ground into obsidian in an instant.

Rafaam was frozen in ice in a comical pose, but the ancient gauntlet on the right hand of this ethereal bandit burst forth with energy, shattering the double restraint of time stillness and glacial freeze in a burst of red lightning.

Beneath the headscarf worn by the Indian man, energy eyes curved into a "smile" scanned the chaotic battlefield.

It loves this vibrant scene where everything is thriving.

Logically, one should leave once the treasure is obtained, but Rafaam did not do so.

The Weaver was the first to attack it, which displeased the neurotic spirit, who then raised its gauntlets and summoned a large group of strange mummies that charged haphazardly in all directions.

Ignoring all attacks, those guys rushed over with music and merriment, lifted the Weaver up, and threw her into a mummy sarcophagus.

Amid Malygos's frustrated cries, the mummies lifted the sarcophagus that sealed it, swaying it from side to side in a strange rhythm, performing a "coffin-carrying act" on the battlefield.

Philek's sudden outburst of anger enraged Rafaam. The madman thief grabbed a rather beautiful lantern and shone it on Philek, shrinking the enormous creature to one-tenth of its size. He then shone the energy light on himself, causing him to swell to ten times his original size. With a cheer, he kicked the "mini Philek" away.

The twins and Nellie tried to take back the Dark Heart from it, but the creature used a strange mirror to pull the three girls into a bizarre mirror world, forcing them to complete a "little girl afternoon tea" in it before they could be released.

Rafaam's treasures aren't particularly offensive, but their ability to create unexpected and hilarious situations is terrifying.

It randomly threw all sorts of strange artifacts, making the already chaotic battlefield even more chaotic.

Rafaam's "performance" finally came to an end when Aegwynn and Ysera, who had been banished to the other side of the world, returned in a fierce attack with the other saviors.

"Everyone!"

The Supreme Thief King raised the scepter of Sargeras, which emitted black lightning, and shouted:
"Look, the greatest 'thieving artist' of the Star Sea, Lord Rafam, has given you a job."

"not good!"

Aegwynn's eyes widened.

She saw the black lightning crackling on Sargeras's Scepter, signifying that the artifact's power was being unleashed to its fullest extent, and that Rafaam was about to unleash a "super teleportation."

That bastard was deliberately waiting for me to bring my men over!

Do not!
The "theft notice" it left Dick was a directive to bring everyone they could mobilize to the location.

Its target is not only the Darkheart, but also the saviors of Azeroth.

"buzz"

Sargeras's scepter slashed forward fiercely, like a pair of raging hands plunging into the palace of Abelus.

The entire spatial system of the Charalek Cavern shattered with a mournful cry. As Rafam slashed forward with a scream, everyone on the battlefield, along with the battlefield itself, was "dug" out of the star.

After the black lightning storm flashed and disappeared, the noisy battlefield fell silent.

As the Jamu Mole people stood on the rooftops like groundhogs, gazing in stunned disbelief, Abelus, who had stood like a demon king's palace at the end of the cave, and even the entire lava land where Jaradin and his people resided, vanished.

All that remained was a dark, gaping pit.

All the terrifying things threatening Charalek Cave were "packed up" and taken away by Rafam, leaving the local mole people with a safe and peaceful home.

Hey, this Supreme Thief King is actually a pretty nice guy.

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When Aegwynn recovered from the dizziness of "Hyperturbation," she looked up and saw Rafaam "smilingly" extending his hand to her. Don't be surprised that Aegwynn could see a smiling expression on the faceless ethereal face, but that's what he meant.

Where did you take us?

Aegwynn rubbed her temples and said:

"This is definitely no longer in Azeroth, so you're not N'Zoth's lackey?"

Rafam didn't answer, but simply pointed to the top of his head, making Aegwynn look up.

Then, the Star Soul spokesperson held his breath.

She saw a celestial body, resembling an "eye of fear," hanging in the desolate sea of ​​stars, filled with the darkness from the sea of ​​lightless energy that was frantically devouring all the light in the galaxy.

At the edge of this shattered region suspended among fragments of the world's ring, Diakum's avatar of faith hovered, looking at the void above him, with the severed head of the Eternal Dragon King Murozon lying at his feet.

But this was just an echo of time, so the hideous spoils were also rapidly dissipating.

The Supreme Thief King leaned against a nearby rock, quite unladylike, tossing the Dark Heart in his hand up and down. He then spread his hands to the surrounding, grim-faced saviors and drawled:

"Welcome to the homeland of the ethereal beings, the enclave of the Sea of ​​No Light, and the realm of despair, 'Karesh'! Distinguished guests, we don't have much to offer you in this wretched place, so please make do with what we have."

Before you kill me, why don't you listen to what the great Rafaam has to say first?

(End of this chapter)