Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 582, Section 43: The Heavy Responsibility of "The Avenger" Ilyudicun
"This little thing is quite unique in appearance."

In the control room of Uldir, Aegwynn cast a special spell, carefully examining the first "Old God" that Diakum had created for him.

The Star Soul Spokesperson needs to examine this thing from all aspects and provide a reasonable risk assessment.

These are all arcane techniques, and their precision and mystery go without saying. However, Diakum, who is a proponent of idealism and metaphysics, cannot use such ingenious methods. He basically relies on "cheating" to evaluate something.

Just like when checking equipment attributes, Dick skillfully cast an appraisal on this thing, and moments later, its biological attributes jumped into the Vigilant's view:
[Biological Name: Unnamed]

Biological Category: Light-Dark Aggregate (Anomalous) · Juvenile Form

Biological Characteristics: Eclipse, Devouring, Parasitism, Infection, Limitless Potential, Ultimate Light and Darkness Resistance

Biological state: Unhealthy (lack of energy infusion during infancy leads to the premature death of creation) · Incomplete (lacking the power of the Force)
hint!

This light-dark aggregate was not created by orthodox Void creation knowledge. The Titans' simulation of the Old Gods' creation methods was incomplete, therefore this being does not possess the power that a normal Old God would have.

Even in its complete form, it cannot compare to a normal ancient god.

hint!

The creature was created from the true divine transformation of the sun god Anser, giving it the highest growth potential in the starry sea. Its light and darkness resistance will be permanently fixed at its current life rank: Perfect.

Biological evaluation:

Everything is cute when it's small, but once it grows up, it becomes rude and vulgar. I advise you to put some restraint on it before it grows up!
Damn it, what makes this little thing so special that it has the super ability to obtain the 'eclipse' property?
You've been a little too 'generous' to your creations, Diakum!
So, who exactly are you planning to use it against?

Sargeras?

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"Hiss, I think I have indeed created something amazing."

Diakum was also startled by his own creation properties.

Just as Aegwynn had just complained, Dick using something of the molted form of the Sun God as a material for creation was practically foolproof, as long as he had hands.

"The potential is enormous, which means that if it gets out of control, the threat level will be at its maximum, but I don't think I need to worry about it getting out of control in your hands."

Aegwynn took off his monocle, which he used for observation and identification, and turned to Diakum, rubbing his eyes, and said:

"You seem to have imbued it with too much power and profound meaning, so who are you planning to use this weapon against?"

"Uh, Sargeras?"

Dick made a sarcastic remark, which Aegwynn scoffed at, saying:
"Then it seems too weak. Sargeras is not someone you can weaken with such petty tricks."

I suspect that G'huun's parasitic nature cannot breach your defenses as an incarnation of the sun god, which means that the ancient gods you created also cannot breach the defenses of the true gods.

"But G'huun and the other Old Gods don't have the 'eclipse' property either."

Diakum picked up the Titan vessel, shook it in his hand, and watched the tiny black worms writhing inside like tardigrades. He said:

"This thing is an ancient god forged from fragments of Anser's divine transformation. Its starting point is already the end point of other ancient gods. Given enough time, it will definitely become a weapon that can harm true gods."

Of course, being able to harm it doesn't mean you can use it to defeat a true god.

You're right. This thing can only be used to weaken great things at most, but even so, it's already very precious. Perhaps we should put some restrictions on it?
For example, it can only be used once, or it has a fixed lifespan.

"From a weapon's perspective, setting so many conditions would limit its destructive power."

Aegwynn stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"I think it would be best to limit its target, so that it can only be effective against enemies you have set, and suppress its aggression to nothing in other situations, or simply put it into a long-term slumber."

"Hmm, you mean to apply a 'bio-attack' to it? Indeed, for weapons that require drawing their swords and drawing blood, this is a more effective method."

Diakum thought about it and thought it was an excellent suggestion.

He then employed the technique of the Blood Curse, infusing his "enemy of the Titans" characteristic into this unnamed Old God entity, and imbuing it with a controlled fighting will.

In this way, it can only enter "combat mode" when facing Titans and Titan creations.

"The most troublesome stage is yet to come."

Aegwynn retrieved G'huun's training records from the Titan control panel. After reviewing them, the Star Soul Spokesperson frowned and said:
"The Titan servants of Uldir fed G'huun with an extravagant amount of nutrients in order to cultivate him. The captured Loa and various biological samples from the ancient continent of Kalimdor were collected for this purpose. After all, he was an Old God, and his appetite was astonishing."

You can nourish it with the void energy from the Darkheart, but its body also needs to be supplied with flesh and blood materials regularly.

But you are a Holy Light Walker.

I can't expect you to personally hunt down lives that shouldn't be involved, just for the sake of a void creature's desires.

"How about I feed it?"

Aegwynn, leaning on Sargeras' scepter, said:

"I am a spellcaster with a thirst for research. On the path of pursuing truth, I can persuade myself to relax my moral constraints occasionally."

"I will take on this heavy and terrifying mission!"

Just as Dick and Aegwynn were discussing how to nurture this larval form of an Old God, Ilydikon, the stone-scaled dragon who had been guarding the door, walked in.

It stared at the Titan vessel in the Watcher's hand, like a warrior yearning for battle who had finally found the sword he needed.

it says:

"My life. From the moment I decided to become a dragon, I swore to fight the Titans to the very end."

However, the more I pursued power, the more I realized how unattainable I was from those indifferent, bastard gods.

My companions and I couldn't even defeat the dragons of order they casually created. To be honest, I was already in despair when we were defeated in the Scaledborn War. I fully realized that if I were to continue down the path of the 'enemies of the Titans,' then perhaps embracing the Void or some other Force would be my final destination.

However, could you perhaps bestow upon me this divine blade that 'only slays Titans'?
I will feed it with my own flesh and blood and energy!

I will silently accumulate power with it over time, until those indifferent gods of the starry seas return to this world they have taken from me, and then my sword and I will settle accounts with them.

Diakum raised an eyebrow, while Aegwynn countered with a question:

“I do not doubt your desire for revenge, I only doubt your self-control and will, Ilydikon. You make no attempt to hide your hostility toward the Titans, but hatred is a blind force. It may strengthen your will, but it may also cause you to lose your way.”

This is a biological weapon that could threaten the true gods in the future. You need to demonstrate more reassuring qualities before Diakum can bestow it upon you.

We must ensure you are in control; you cannot drag innocent people into disaster because of your own hatred.

"I"

The stone-scaled dragon moved its claws, and after a brief silence, it spoke loudly:

"Then I am willing to give up all grudges except for my hatred for the Titans. I will serve Mother World diligently and fulfill all her desires. Only when the Titans step into this world will I beg for a chance to fight them."

I know that the vigilant has the profound meaning of 'repentance'.

I voluntarily request that you apply this mental power to my will, so that I may be at peace and no longer agitated. But I firmly believe that my hatred for the Titans will not be extinguished, because it is not out of base personal grudges!
I firmly believe that my existence represents some dark emotion buried deep within Mother World's heart, which she cannot reveal to the public.
Hatred, disgust, and resistance.

He must maintain His image of kindness and enlightenment in front of all beings. However, if you two were imprisoned, tortured, and brainwashed, would you forgive your abusers with a smile after you are freed?

The Supreme Star Soul is not a submissive little girl; she has her own will and her own power. As for me, I will act as the vengeful blade of Mother World!

Someone has to do this job.

The best part is, I thoroughly enjoy it.

It knelt before the Watcher, begging to take on the commandments of the soul and to grasp the "Black Blade of God" with them.

Diakum glanced at Aegwynn, the Star Soul Spokesperson, who was holding the golden Heart of Azeroth.

After a moment, she nodded.

As the person closest to Mother World, Aegwynn understood that Ilydikon wasn't spouting mad ravings; he was speaking the truth. In the deepest part of the Supreme Star Soul's dream, the black pool reflected the most extreme emotions.

Azeroth has suffered too many undeserved calamities. The Forces have wronged her yet fear her potential, and they know that these grudges will inevitably erupt in their most extreme form when she awakens.

Therefore, the perpetrators will never stop; they will only intensify their actions.

The World Mother needs a resolute Avenger to carry out these disciplinary actions on her behalf, ensuring that the awakening of the Star Soul does not lead to an uncontrollable and extreme outburst.

Diakum stepped forward, holding the vessel. He looked at the stone-scaled dragon and said:

“I named it ‘Anser’s Black Corrosion Sword,’ echoing ‘Anser’s Sun Fist.’ If you choose to walk this path, which is destined to be painful and lonely, then I will grant your desires. But you must remember what you promised me, Ilydikon.”

That was the vow you made in the sun: if one day in the future I hear from the distant wind that you have turned into a monster, no matter where I am.
I will personally come to punish those who break their oaths.

Promise me you won't let that ending happen, okay?

"I swear, and I ask you to be my witness!"

Ilyudicon raised his hand, feeling the cold, tiny, slippery larva of the ancient god fall into his palm. His rocky body could not stop this little thing's thirst for flesh and nutrients.

It wandered through its elemental body, swimming and devouring along the way, finally stopping in its throbbing rock heart amidst the piercing pain.

It fell into a warm, enveloping slumber there, sharing all its nourishment and strength with itself.

Like a sharp blade hidden in its sheath, it will only be drawn when facing the right enemy.

"Ah, thank you."

The Stone Scale Dragon prostrated itself in satisfaction, but when it rose again, Diakum cast the spell of repentance upon it.

This is not just to shape his spirit, but also to protect it.

Even though the "Black Erosion Sword of Anser" is not a regular Old God, it is still the embodiment of the highest power among Void creatures. If it weren't for the protection of the Mind Fire this time, Ilydikon's Sanity might have been completely depleted by the "parasites" in his body at any time.

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At dawn the next day, in the halls of Uldir, Diakum was seeing Aegwynn off. She was going to take a large amount of information back to the Chamber of Heart, and also bring back the Haraniel trolls who had seen things they shouldn't have.

As he was leaving, Diakum whispered to Ovina:
"Your homeland, the world beneath the Un'Goro Crater, also has Titan facilities there, right?"

Ovina hesitated for a moment, then nodded and whispered:
"Before such a noble being as you, we, the guardians of Eluashi, should not conceal the fact that our homeland does indeed have similar Titan facilities, which were sacred sites established by Lady Eonar to protect the sacred tree."

But rest assured, when Aman'Thul tore down the sacred tree, the Titan city lost its power.

It is indeed one of the nodes of the unified field of all things, but it has long since shut down. Perhaps it was destined that it would no longer pose a threat to this world, and that we, in our humility, would no longer have to stand on the opposite side of you and your warriors.

We can still be 'partners of justice'.

“I’m glad you have this awareness, but I’m actually very interested in the sacred tree you’re protecting. Could you tell me more about it?”

Dick asked with a smile:

"That sacred tree came from the Titan of Life?"

"To be precise, it was a sacred object that Lady Elune gifted to the Titan of Life and entrusted to her to plant on the planet Azeroth."

Because of the great feat of destroying G'huun, Ovina held the Light Walker before her in high esteem for the great deed he had accomplished, and she explained earnestly:

"According to the legends described by the elders, the Titan of Life planted the tree of Elua'i on the ancient land of Azeroth in ancient times, hoping that Lady Elune's blessing of life would spread to the ravaged world."

But this action greatly angered Aman'Thul, the father of the gods.

He rebuked his spouse for his reckless behavior, which led to the unchecked growth of life in Azeroth. He abhorred such disorder and thus destroyed Elua'shi.

The true god's lightning struck, destroying the planet's first World Tree before it could even fully grow.

However, the sad and helpless Lady Ionar later discovered that the strong Eluashi had not been completely destroyed.

Its roots survived in the ashes scorched by the thunder!

This greatly pleased the Titan of Life.

She did not believe that the birth of life meant chaos, but she also did not want to offend the Father of the Gods.

Therefore, when the Titans left this world, Lady Freya, the child of Lady Eonar, was secretly instructed to continue to guard the roots of Eluashi.

We, the Haraniers, have also inherited this mission.

After Ovina finished recounting their origins, she addressed the attentive watchmen:

"We also cannot predict when Eluashi will be reborn, but those sacred roots are indeed protecting the star-soul mother of Azeroth, allowing her to receive the nourishment of life during the difficult days when she is bound by order and corrupted by the void."

Therefore, we call ourselves the reclusive guardians, and we have sworn an oath not to let the outside world know about our sacred tree until the world is freed from the poison of order and the void, lest it repeat the tragedy of the past.

"You did the right thing."

Diakum praised:
"You are the true guardians of the world, and you have never failed in your mission. You need not fear to go to the Chamber of the Heart to meet the Soul of the World. I am sure that the Lord of Azeroth will also thank you for your silent dedication."

In fact, the reason you were able to lead your followers here, leaving Un'Goro Crater, is because you heard the voice of Azeroth, right?

Yes, your wisdom is as great as your light.

Ovina sighed and said:

"I've been able to hear that painful sound for several years now."

At first I thought it was the darkness underground that was corrupting me, but as the activities of the Saviors lightened the burden on the Soul of the World, the words of Mother Azeroth to me became clearer.

She invited us to join her cause, and I was willing to take on this important task. Protecting the soul of the world does not conflict with the mission of my people. Unfortunately, tens of thousands of years of seclusion have made my people indifferent to the outside world.

I could only embark on a long journey with Hanan and the other people of my tribe who were willing to believe in me.

My people and I feel honored to travel to the Chamber of the Heart to meet the Soul of the World, and we are ready for the pilgrimage. But before we set out, I must uncover a secret intimately connected to our people's millennia-old mission.

She paused, staring at the sun shining on Diakum, and said:
"Please forgive my bold question, but if the sacred roots that my race guards come from the care and protection that Lady Elune entrusted to her dearest friend to bestow upon Azeroth, then does the radiance of the sun that you have inherited come from the same great power?"
The sun and the moon are both protecting Azeroth, aren't they?

"Yes, that's how the 'older brother' and 'older sister' protect their younger sister."

Diakum said softly:
"Anther and Lady Elune's gaze has never strayed from this world; He is destined to be freed from past suffering and embrace an unbound future under the protection of the sun and moon."

Perhaps you should also tell the story of Eluashi to the Priests of the Moon and the Cenarion Circle, they will also…

No! There's no need for that.

Princess Talanji, who was supposed to accompany Lady Aegwynn to the Chamber of Heart to report the good news that G'huun had been destroyed and to make the trolls proud, suddenly jumped out.

She said loudly:

“My dear sister Ovira of Haraniel has entrusted this matter to the Zandalari Empire. We Zandalari trolls, as the firstborn sons of the world, will certainly shoulder the responsibility of protecting the sacred objects.”

Although trolls don't currently have a tradition of worshipping the moon, I believe it's only a matter of time.

If Lady Elune is willing to accept us, the Zandalari Empire can create a more devout and powerful Order of the Moon than the Sisterhood of Elune in no time.

Yes.

"We won't trouble the Kaldorei with this; we trolls can do it, and we'd be happy to."

This scene silenced both Diakum and Ovina.

Dick sighed and said to the nervous Talanji:
“You guys really have to compete with the elves in everything, but when it comes to worshipping Lady Elune, the elves were the first to do so. How can you compete with them in this area?”
However, Anser's Path of the Sun is open to you.

I spoke with Rezan yesterday, and I would be happy to reserve a place for it as the 'Sun Dragon' in the faith of the Lightforged Order, so as to guide the paladins of Zandalari onto the right path of the Sun.

I need this fervent faith to accomplish something great.

So, Zandalari trolls, are you willing to embrace the sun?

"Of course I'd love to! This is fantastic news!"

Talanji was overjoyed. The agile troll princess grabbed the Rezan emblem around her neck and shouted:

“I myself am a Loa priest of Rezan, which, by the way, makes me a follower of the Sun God. If you need it, I will immediately inform my father to build a Temple of the Sun for you in the best location at the Altar of All Souls in Dazar'alor.”

When it comes to matters of faith, we trolls are the real experts! We guarantee to generate tons of faith power for you.

"good."

Dick nodded, drew a triangular emblem on his chest, and said:
"Those who are devoted to igniting the sun will surely be blessed. When the Temple of the Sun stands, the benevolent realm of the High Heaven will also open for the people of light. You may go ahead; I will stay here to finish up the remaining affairs in Uldir and then leave."

Please tell the dragons that I need to rest for a few days.

When they are ready to travel to Ulduar, the Titan city in Northrend, remember to let me know.

(End of this chapter)