Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 587, Section 48. Tch, what does the dogfight between order and the void have to do with our deaths as spectators?
Odin's mental state was visibly terrible.

The fall of the war fortress was like the last barbell that broke the camel's back. Even though the losses in Valarjar were completely within acceptable limits, after all, Tyr said that the number of Lightning Forged Heroes and Valkyries actually destroyed in this battle was almost negligible.

The real problem with Odin, the Lord of War, is that while Valarjar was alive, he could still convince himself with the "Ragnarok" narrative, but after the world he swore to protect ultimately stood against its protector, all of Odin's explanations crumbled at that moment.

You say you want to protect the world?

Have you ever asked the world if it needs your protection?

Finally, don't you want to look back and see what you've actually been protecting?

“I will go to Ulduar. I just need to calm down. Yes, I desperately need to calm down.”

Odin rose from the merfolk shore, which had been a mess since his fall, and rubbed his face hard, causing his burning beard to burst into an exaggerated cloud of sparks.

Although the War King tried his best to maintain his dignity, his condition was seen by the other three guardians, who were unwilling to leave him alone.

You should know that Odin's archenemy Hela is also in this Stormheim.

Who was right and who was wrong in the past is all in the past. At this stage, what the Guardians need least is disagreement and conflict. With such a big deal as Ulduar right now, who would dare to cause trouble? Not to mention Tyr, even Ra-den would probably rush over and kick him a few times.

"You can stay here, Lai will keep you company for a while."

Tyr gestured to Thorim and said:
"Let's go check on Valarjar. The two avatar dragons have already left, and judging from their direction, they seem to be heading towards Hothwald City. Could they be heading to the Abyss of the Underworld?"

"Perhaps the Supreme Star Soul gave them a special mission?"

Thorim guessed:

"Given the status that dragons will currently be given in Azeroth, they don't seem to be able to act as they please."

"That's true, let's focus on our own things."

Tyr pulled up his hood, gestured to Raiden, and urged Thorim to hurry to the place where Valarjar had crashed. A huge fire had already broken out there, and if left unattended, it might burn down the entire Hall of Heroes' stronghold connecting the Gate of Glory to the ground.

The storm dragons loyal to Odin have taken off from Mount Grinnir and are rushing toward the site of the crash at Skyhold.

After Tyr and Thorim left, only Ra-den and Odin remained. These two men with special identities could finally talk about things that only they knew.

“Uldir has been breached, Ghohuun is dead, and the Pure Mother is severely damaged, but the Supreme Star Soul has given her a chance.”

Leiden said to Odin:

"There are only a few nodes left in the Unified Field of All Things. We are powerless to stop it from being shut down, and I don't think we need to stop it. You have already seen with your own eyes how rapidly Azeroth is awakening."

The terrifying potential of the Supreme Star Soul cannot be suppressed!

Rather than dragging it out, it's better to be proactive and dignified. Besides, the Vigilant has promised to give the Creators rest and release their eternal spirits.

Therefore, the key issue is not how the future of the Supreme Star Soul will evolve, but what choices you, me, and the other guardians must make in this era of change.

Odin!

You are the most outstanding guardian, and I hope you can give me some advice.

"You mean, you want me to persuade you to use a more dignified posture when you surrender?"

Odin scoffed:
"Since you've already made your decision, don't come here pretending to ask me. I have my own things to do!"

Ulduar must be restored to its pure state; this is our biggest consensus.

All my brothers and sisters must be freed from the persecution of the Old Gods. The nodes of Titan City can be shut down, even the Forge of Will can be halted, but before that, the Titan-forged legions I have never been able to command must be fully awakened.”

Leiden nodded and said:

"Tyr will take command!"

“No, Tyr has no experience commanding such a large army. He is a lone ranger. I am the commander!”

The Lord of War retorted, and then Ra-den's eerie voice said:
Are you sure?
Have you truly come to terms with reality, or are you planning to use that world-protecting army to destroy her future of freedom?

I urge you to answer this question seriously, Odin.

Otherwise, it won't just be the saviors who will stand against you.

Odin merely sneered at this and waved his hand, saying:
“I can still tell what is more important. I don’t want that army to oppose the Supreme Star Soul. As you said, her awakening is unstoppable, so why should I bother?”
But you must understand that once the Creators are freed from the torment of fel energy, they will be extremely weak. Whatever they plan to do next, a battle-tested army of Titan Guardians can be of great help to the Pantheon.

The Burning Crusade lasted for over 20,000 years under Sargeras's command. He was once a member of the Pantheon. How many Titan planets do you think are left in the cosmos now?

Let's face reality!
We are the last Titan guardians in the Star Sea, Lai!

The Creator needs us, more than ever before. Therefore, I can accept the fact that the unified field of all things is shut down. I can even help them shut down those nodes. But I must take that army of guardians with me.

That was the last force used to protect the Creator and the Pantheon.

"You've thought this through carefully, so you won't stay in Azeroth, right?"

Leiden said:
"After the eternal spirit of the Creator is released, will you follow them away?"

"Yes, it doesn't matter where we go. Since the world doesn't welcome us, I'm not so shameless as to hope to stay here any longer."

Odin clenched his fist and said:

"Of course, it would be best if we could settle some 'personal grudges' before leaving."

He touched his missing eye and said:
"I heard that my eyes have been transformed into some kind of monster, roaming the desolate lands belonging to the warden, watching over all the disobedient and wretched spirits so that they may suffer endless torment."

Although it was a transaction.
But since they cheated first, don't blame me for breaking the contract.

"Wake up, stop blaming your problems on the temptation of death."

Leiden couldn't listen anymore.

He shouted angrily:

"Stop making excuses for yourself, Odin. Your problem with Hela must be resolved immediately!"
If she is beyond saving, then let her rest in peace.

If she can still be saved, you must take full responsibility!

You know, that child respected you like a father. You lost your mind and did bad things, so you have to pay the price.

Death exploited her resentment towards you and then stole her soul—that's a debt you owed! Just as I owe a debt, ah, my heart, my dignity.

The two fell silent once again, and finally, after a complex exchange of glances, they reached out and clasped hands, symbolizing the establishment of a temporary cooperation in the Battle of Ulduar.

“There’s one more thing, about the Vrykul!” Raiden said.
"The Supreme Star Soul will not allow you to treat her children with the cruel methods of selecting Heroic Spirits again. I don't care what your thoughts are on this matter, but you can no longer interfere with the civilizational changes of the Vrykul."

You've trained them into the most valiant warriors; that's enough. The rest is up to fate.

Odin simply nodded indifferently.

He looked up at the storm dragons flying overhead. He knew that the two avatars had come for these sub-dragons, but the storm dragons were the war vehicles of the Thunderforged Heroes, a tradition that had been formed in ancient times. Perhaps he should ask Raiden to talk to them.

If the recruitment of the Grinnir Storm Dragons cannot be handled through a strict hierarchical relationship, then before the Battle of Ulduar begins, our heroes will have to find a more suitable way to get along with the Storm Dragons.

This style of compromise made Odin very uncomfortable.

But as Leiden said, the Supreme Star Soul has already seized the initiative, and the world has changed. She obviously wouldn't consider the thoughts of some people who just want to live in the old era.

If you cannot embrace the new rules and the times, you will be ruthlessly eliminated.

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"Ah, the fall of Valargar Sky Fortress is truly breathtaking. Perhaps I should send out all the Kvadir Drowned now, and dispatch those ghost fleets as well. If we can seize just one more perfect opportunity, the abhorrent feud between the Abyss and Sky Fortress will soon come to a complete end!"

Yes.

I just need a little help!

In the depths of the Underworld, shrouded in the cold, gray fog of the drowned, beyond the dark waters of the endless salt sea, atop those barren floating islands, Queen Hela of the Underworld is making contact with her "organization."

The Abyss of the Underworld is clearly a "relay point" between the material world and the realm of the dead, much like the rift at the border between the material world and the Sea of ​​No Light. The Force Realm and the Matter Star Cluster each have their own way of connecting, but their forms of expression are quite similar.

In this small but deathly energy-filled subplane, the bizarre Grim Reaper, whose body was clearly distorted, with the upper body of a giant Vrykul and the lower body of an octopus with black feathered wings, and who was so unkempt that he used a damaged ship as shoulder armor, was in a rather good mood.

She didn't even try to hide her malice and expectations.

Her cold, crazed gaze was fixed on the strange skull before her. Amidst the turbulent waves of the underworld stirred up by her black claws, she said:

"I need some Abyssal Oathsworn. Consider it a test. They're about to enter the material world anyway. Don't you want to see how your warriors perform in the material world? You've created so many; what if they turn out to be useless? Wouldn't that be a disaster?"
Conversely, if the Abyssal Oathbreakers can easily defeat the Lightningforged Heroes with the support of my Kvardir Legion, then your Legion's conquest of the Stars becomes a truly feasible endeavor.

So, let's give them a chance.

She tried to persuade the nobleman opposite the skull in a seductive and enticing manner, but the latter remained unmoved, responding briefly in a very low voice:
"No!
The focus right now isn't on one or two victories, and your personal feud with Odin shouldn't jeopardize the interests of the Death faction. Most importantly, our friends have other plans for Diakum Zastins.

"Ha, another conspiracy?"

Hela said dismissively:

"Are you sure that's a friend, and not an opportunist who would stab us in the back in a moment of crisis? I don't trust him!"

"But you must learn to trust."

The Grim Reaper's superior, Vekul, stated without question:
"Don't get involved in this matter casually, and don't make any rash moves before the conspiracy against Diakum is carried out. He has the ability to purify you, but he hasn't done so simply because he feels the time is not right."

If you have heard of the demons' tragic fate in the Twisting Nether, then you will realize that the paladins you are about to challenge are the most dangerous warriors of light in the entire material universe.
Of course, that's not what we're going to discuss.

The voice paused, then said:
"Get ready, Hela."

We have received the most concrete information that the next demonic invasion means that the multi-party collaborative 'invitation' will become a reality.

Once the most troublesome obstacles are eradicated in the material world, the rest will be much easier.

As you wish, as you desire, all that's needed is a resolute and swift invasion of the material star sea.

"Okay, I understand."

Hela was deeply disappointed that she couldn't strike back when the enemy was down, but beyond her mad and vicious thoughts, she still possessed reason. She knew that the Death faction had been preparing for this great invasion for a long time.

Faced with such a crucial decision concerning the direction of the Force, he clearly had no right to refuse.

She rolled her eyes, then said:

"However, you see, I'm not actually stirring things up, but isn't it a bit too frivolous to entrust such a big matter to the two-faced Lich King? His Scourge army can hardly be considered a valuable force in this chaotic era."

At best, they're just a third-rate group of the dead.

"But the 'solution' it provides is very feasible."

The deep voice said:

"Just do it this way, be patient, Hela. When the rules of death descend upon the material world, you are destined to have many opportunities to join hands and complete the revenge you crave."

"Hmm, you have a 'guest' at the door."

"Ok?"

As the skull before her eyes lost its energy and fell, Hela straightened up amidst the black, filthy tides and gazed at the entrance to the Abyss of the Underworld. Then she saw two enormous creatures, one white and one blue, rush into her territory.

It was those two dragons that shot down Valarjar Fortress!

Behind the Frozen Heart Dragon is Heya, a Vrykul traitor wielding the Shield of Aggramar, and holding aloft a war banner of the Skold Ashir tribe.

As the Iceheart Dragon swept across the Salty Swamp of the Netherworld Abyss, freezing everything in its path, the provocative battle banner was also thrown by Heya in the center of the "Eternal Battlefield".

This scene filled Hela with utter disgust, like seeing those mindless, lightning-forged heroes who had relentlessly harassed the Underworld for countless years. Although there were only three invaders before her, Hela clearly needed to send her elite forces to drive them away. As for herself…
All he had to do was hide in the Dark Sea and witness their defeat.

Soon, as black wings rained down from the sky, nine shadowy Valkyries, clad in majestic, cold, and ferocious armor, appeared on the battlefield of the Underworld Sea, each wielding a weapon.

These creatures look almost exactly like the Valkyries of Sky Fortress, but they are clearly more dangerous.

Even just looking at the appearance, this accurate conclusion can be drawn.

"Kill them!"

As Hela submerged into the black Nether Sea, she coldly instructed her powerful "Nine War Gods":

“Let the power of death erode the weak elements, and your weapons will harvest the radiant soul of the one called ‘Heya.’ I need it. I need its head and its screaming soul to make me and my enemies realize what true ‘revenge’ is.”

Meanwhile, Heya stood on Viranoz's chilling neck, her own Heart of Azeroth bestowed upon her, the valiant Vrykul warrior glaring intently at the nine Shadow Valkyries flying towards her.

She said loudly:

"It's them! The vigilant specifically requested these girls to carry out the 'Good Promotion'!"
Mighty dragons, charge forth and crush them, in the name of Mother Earth and the Sun God! I have lost the glory Odin spoke of, but I have regained my justice and honor! I will surely complete this glorious hunt.

(End of this chapter)