Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 593, Section 54: I've brought you the blueprints for the 'Colossi,' and you can now build them in the factory!
The outcome of the Sky Wall War is destined to be relevant to every living being in the world, but not everyone cares about this war. In fact, most people in the world are unaware that a war is taking place in the Elemental Realms.

They were unaware that the "Hidden Lands" of Uldum had already been opened.

They didn't even know Uldum existed.

Only those with an extremely sensitive perception of energy, such as the spellcasters of Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, were busy in their respective mage towers, shouting for their apprentices and servants to quickly bring some strange things so they could cast some detection spells at the Sky Wall.

The more capable ones are already comfortably lounging in their chairs, watching the "live broadcast."

The ruler of the wind element, or the air element, is about to fall today.

This will obviously affect the ecology and climate of Azeroth, and may even trigger a mass extinction in the future, but to be honest, it's not surprising.

After all, more than half a year ago, the Fire Elemental Lord had already been banished by the esteemed Vigilant Saint, invited by the Dark Iron Dwarves, for doing too many bad things.

Now, a new Fire Elemental Lord has arrived in the Realm of Fire, and the moment Sulfuras's Fire regained its master, the flames of the entire world cheered.

That was a truly spectacular sight.

The spellcasters were certain that they would witness the same spectacle once again today.

The consecutive deaths of two elemental monarchs within a year is an ominous sign for any world. In some more traditional worlds, some busybodies would definitely come up with a prophecy of a "year of turmoil."

But Azeroth has its own unique circumstances.

The people here are all worldly-wise. Even a farmer from the fertile western plains might encounter a demon invasion while going to the toilet. The mere elemental lords, whether they live or die, are not worth worrying about.

This must be some kind of "grand plan" of the Supreme Star Soul steadily progressing!

Yes, thanks to the fact that both humans and elves have saviors, the existence of the Supreme Star Soul is no secret to spellcasters.

Some spellcasters even formed groups to go to Silithus to pay homage to the World Soul, but it is clear that not everyone is qualified to be received by the World Mother.

However, being able to enter the World Temple and leave one's footprints in that majestic tower under the watchful eyes of the Titan Guardians has become the most popular "check-in" activity for high-ranking spellcasters.

When holding a magic salon, the host can greatly enhance their personal reputation by placing a finely crafted model of Azeroth brought back from the World Temple in the most conspicuous place.

That thing was carved casually by Azadas when he had nothing else to do, and it will be given by Aegwynn to those travelers who rely on their own two feet to cross the Silithus Desert to reach the Star Soul Temple on pilgrimage.

If they don't have this thing in their hands, the mages would be too embarrassed to greet their companions when they go out.

Of course, not everyone who knows about the Elemental Wars cares about the outcome of this event.

For example, Diakum.

The saint strolled through the Hall of Origin, with the elemental war raging right above him. But even at the most intense moment, when the fire and wind elements were locked in a fierce battle of wits in the Sky Wall and the nearby Material Desert, no element dared to approach the Hall of Origin.

Diakum wasn't pretending to have a big heart; he genuinely didn't care about the outcome of today's war.

He had even entrusted Ashbringer to Lysages, and the World Mother had maintained the power of creation throughout the entire process. He had cheated to this extent. If he still couldn't win, then that useless Storm Dragon really didn't deserve to ascend the "Throne of the Wind God".

Forcing others to accept what they don't deserve will only bring trouble upon them and yourself.

These are the insights of a vigilant who has witnessed much of the world, and of course they are not recorded in the canon of light and shadow.

Dick's attention was entirely focused on the Origin Hall where he was.

He didn't come in alone; old Vilen and Ms. Verara were both here.

Because this place is of great significance, the archbishops were not invited. Instead, the leaders were shown the physical source engine to reassure them and accelerate the Eredar's march toward Draenor.

The wise among the Eredar have already realized that the "war to reclaim" their homeland Argus may officially begin within a few years.

After 25,000 years of exile in the stars, the Eredar are finally regrouping to return to their homeland and reclaim their legacy.

This was something that was destined to change the status quo of the Star Sea. After the Voidlings also joined the war against the demons with a clear-cut stance, the Burning Crusade finally showed signs of being contained or even defeated.

This is a truly good thing for the creatures that have suffered for countless years in the Star Sea, and thanks to the demon slayers who participated in the War of Mardon and the Void Consortium's full-throttle boasting, the name of the "Warriors" has once again spread throughout the Star Sea.

Many beings who are resisting the calamity of the demons have even begun to worship the "Holy Light Butcher" as a god.

The more miserable the person is under the oppression of the devil, the more devout and urgent their faith becomes.

This has led to a surge in Diakum's faith power income recently, provided ample resource support for the "Supreme Heaven Community Development Project," and kept the "Civil Engineering Little Angels" working around the clock.

If they could actually complain, they'd probably be fiercely criticizing the demon slayers and the Voidlords who were so enthusiastically praising Diakum when they were actually working.

"We haven't obtained the Neferset tribe's sacred artifact yet, so we can't enter the deeper parts of the Origin Hall or the real Origin Engine for the time being. But even in the outer area, we can see the grandeur and magnificence of this Titan land."

Diakum, holding the Scepter of Osis, made the "Ancient Tol'vir" around him, who maintained their Titan-like forms, ignore the three "visitors".

As Diakum "explained" the situation, Velen stroked his beard, feeling the immense, suffocating energy flowing through this Titan land, and said:
"I feel like I'm facing the entire starry sea here. Just how much divine energy did the Titans store here?"

"The answer is world-destroying energy."

If this level of divine energy were to fully erupt, it could easily wipe out a small galaxy. We have found some Titan structures in the cosmos before, but none of them have an energy level comparable to this.

Azeroth, the heart of the stars. That's no exaggeration at all.

The Titans have poured their resources into this place.

Vera was more rational. She touched the ancient wall beside her, which was over 100,000 years old, and whispered:
"Formatting a world is much more difficult than destroying one. It means that the energy here needs to permeate every part of the world, erasing every life, even bacteria and elements."

The formatted celestial bodies will be the purest things in the cosmos.

Yes, our homeland should also be transformed into a pure treasure, hanging high in the sea of ​​stars, so as not to betray the persistence and ideals of tens of millions of Ereda people who have persisted for more than 20,000 years.

A land of redemption.

We trudged wearily across the sea of ​​stars, and finally we found it.

The elderly woman sighed a few times, then leaned on her cane and carefully observed the temple guardian blocking their way, which held aloft the Titan-made staff and maintained intense holy light. The thing looked almost exactly like the Tol'vir outside.

But it is much larger, with a sacred body made of obsidian and a pair of majestic wings.

This is a secondary guardian.

It is connected to the energy of the entire Hall of Origin, meaning it is unmatched in its own combat zone, and the consequences of angering it are absolutely dire.

“Anhur, a secondary guardian personally created by Leiden, guards the entrance to the temple and does not allow mortals to approach.”

Diakum raised the scepter of Osis, signaling the imposing temple guardians to make way for them, and said to Velen and Verara:

"This creature is suspected to be the 'origin' of the Tol'vir, but it clearly doesn't consider the flesh-and-blood Tol'vir as its own kind. There are six Titan Guardians in this hall, including Anhu, and its defense density is comparable to that of the Titan city of Ulduar. However, they are entrusted with the duty of guarding the Hall of Origin and cannot and will not leave this place."

These guys are all directly powered by the Origin Engine, which is their energy source.

In fact, when Thor led the Mogu army into Uldum, it wasn't a big deal that the Tol'vir didn't stop him.

Even Thor, who seized the Heart of Ra-den, would be surrounded and killed by the guardians if he entered this place with malice. The Titans personally set up a defense system here to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

But you don't need to worry about these guys.

We will not make any modifications to the Hall of Origins for the time being. We will only begin the 'migration' here after Old Man Hatton brings back the Titan Soul.

With the presence of the Titan's spirit, even the guardians here will treat him with utmost respect.

"But how could they, as beings of order, use the energy of other Forces?"

Vera raised her own questions.

She looked at Anhur, the temple guardian bathed in holy light, and said:

"I'm not mistaken, the energy emanating from this guy is indeed holy light. How did he do that?"

"It's forbidden research by the Titans. As everyone knows, you arcane walkers are always thinking of ways to mess around, researching the mysteries of other forces and trying to drive those great powers in various ways."

Dick shrugged and explained:

"The Titans created unique constructs in the Hall of Origin, which I call 'Colossi.' They infused their creations with the truths of arcane magic, allowing them to wield the power of the Light, life, and even the Void without hindrance, while maintaining their continued purity."

This is clearly a form of 'theft'.

I don't know how the Titans did it yet.

But I believe that the Hall of Origin contains the manufacturing principles and structural diagrams of these 'Titan Colossi,' which means that as long as we obtain the sacred relics of the Neferset tribe, we can acquire the blueprints for the 'Colossi' within the inner temple of the Hall of Origin.”

At this point, Diakum hesitated for a moment, then said:
"Although there is no evidence, I suspect that the knowledge of the Titan creations that harness different Forces in the Hall of Origin likely originated from the Pantheon's superb construct-making skills. Remember the Lord's divine construct that could adapt to all Forces?"
Although their energy levels are vastly different, their manufacturing processes should be of the same origin.

These words made both Vilen and Verara narrow their eyes.

The old prophet was a pacifist; he was simply astonished by such truth. But Ms. Verara thought much more deeply, and she said somewhat urgently:

"You mean, as long as we get those manufacturing processes and blueprints, we can also manufacture these 'Force Colossi' in our own workshops. With enough materials, we can even create 'God Constructs'?"

"It's only theoretically possible."

Diakum sighed and said:
"As for whether it can actually be built, I am cautiously pessimistic. If that thing were really that easy to make, Sargeras wouldn't have spent over 20,000 years creating a construct that could be adapted to His true divine spirit."

But how to say it?

No matter how obscure or dangerous the knowledge, once it is mastered, it will inevitably be used one day. Therefore, I suspect that at some point in the future, a man-made divine construct will indeed be born in the sea of ​​stars.

"What are you waiting for?"

Vera took off her monocle, wiped it with a handkerchief, and said:

"Why don't you hurry up and help the local Tol'vir quell the internal strife and bring the Neferset tribe, who have ties to the Void, to justice?"

"Uh, Dean, at least be dignified!"

Diakum complained:
"Your current demeanor is exactly like that of a thug who sees a treasure and wants to kill and steal it."

“If you don’t want me to make a fool of myself in such a greedy way, then you shouldn’t put such truths in front of me. I am an arcane walker! Diakum, I cannot suppress my curiosity and desire for great knowledge.”

Vera made a sarcastic remark, which made Dick and Viren burst into laughter.

Several tens of minutes later, Diakum left the Hall of Origin alone, and the Lightforgers waiting outside immediately surrounded him.

"So, do we need to get involved in the Tovir conflict, sir?"

Irelia, leading a beautiful white camel, asked:

"The Origin Engine is such a crucial piece of equipment, directly related to our hope of reclaiming Argus. Letting the Tol'vir fight in the desert could very well affect its operation. Perhaps we should intervene immediately!"
This place isn't large, and the Tovir war won't be large-scale either; conservatively speaking, 1,500 men would be enough.

"No, we will not intervene in the Tovir civil war."

Dick shook his head and said:
"Our only responsibility is to create the legendary 'Obsidian God of War' for King Faores, which is actually a Tolvir in a primal form. Saloras will reverse the Blood Curse for the warriors of Lamukahn, while Aures will bestow the blessing of the sun upon them, thus creating the Tolvir 'Sun God of War'."

Given the Titans' exaggerated fighting power and the scale of the war in Uldum, King Faores only needed fifty Sun Gods to quell all the chaos.

In addition, we must protect the pilgrims they are about to send to Silithus to pay homage to Mother World, and then to Un'Goro Crater.
The Tol'vir were 'born' there, and their legends still contain descriptions of Un'Goro Crater, while Uldum once had an ecosystem similar to Un'Goro Crater.

Today, the two rivers of Uldum originate from Un'Goro Crater, and it can be said that the valley nurtured the Tol'vir civilization.

This was part of my agreement with King Faore; we were to support the Tolvir in reclaiming their ancestral lands.

"But if that happens, the Tol'vir's territory will directly border the Kaldorei elves, and Un'Goro Crater is adjacent to Feralas. Won't that cause some diplomatic incidents?"

Irele said with concern:
“These ‘big cats’ are civilized, but they are also quite warlike. They used to be trapped in Uldum and unable to go out, but now they can go anywhere in Kalimdor. I’m worried that the Tol’vir’s war-hungry desires will be unleashed.”

"As long as there is a suitable leader, it won't happen."

Clearly, the Vigilant believed that King Faores was a very competent leader, which is why they broke the rules and supported them in reclaiming their ancestral lands. Moreover, the World Mother's temple was very close to them, making the Tol'virs natural guardians of the world.

They are accustomed to living in deserts, which means that places unsuitable for mortals to inhabit, such as Silithus, Tanaris, and even the more northerly Shimmering Plains and Thousand Needles, could become their territory.

This meant that the land area of ​​five provinces was suddenly acquired.

Although it was all barren, infertile land, the Tovir people had long been accustomed to surviving and multiplying in such an environment.

Marad thought further ahead, and he whispered:
"The biggest forces in those places are nothing more than centaur bandits and goblin conglomerates' henchmen, which means that the rise of the Tol'vir is almost unstoppable. A kingdom-level power will emerge in southern Kalimdor within a few years, and the Kaldorei's monopoly here will be broken."

But Mother World is watching, and an uncontrollable war will never break out between the two sides.

"Isn't this a sign of a flourishing civilization?"

Diakum said with a smile:
"It's Azeroth's internal affair, so let's not get involved, we 'alien's' passing through. Let the Kaldorei, Zandalari, and Goblin Consortium diplomats deal with these headaches."
"Look, Ashbringer has been used!"

He looked up at the streak of light that had flashed across the sky and sighed:

"Al'Akir really did have something going on with the Void, he deserved to die."

(End of this chapter)