Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 627, Chapter 88: The Evil Ones' Operation Plan - Code Name: The Holy Light Will Be Extinguished

The world of Azeroth is the "Heart of the Stars," and any major changes that occur in this world will undoubtedly affect the fate of the stars.

This is the consensus of all the high-ranking and distinguished members of the Six Forces.

The repeated setbacks suffered by the Void forces in that world have undoubtedly become the hottest topic in the Star Sea right now.

In particular, the cleansing of the Void forces, the devastating casualties of the Void God War, and the rescue efforts that occurred on Kalecgos' side can all be seen as a major defeat for the Void faction.

Those pathetic schemers, hiding in the sea of ​​darkness, who constantly spout truth and claim to be arrogant and wicked because they can observe all outcomes, seem to have entered a "cycle of failure."

During this period, whatever they do will be met with a head-on blow.

Considering that light and shadow are inherently aligned, it's not entirely incomprehensible that the Void is being relentlessly beaten by the Holy Light. However, the problem lies in the fact that the Void's major defeats during this period are mostly related to the Vigilant Diakum, which is quite intriguing.

Either the incredible rumors circulating in the Star Sea are true, or that the Vigilant Diakum is not only a fel nemesis but also a natural void nemesis.

This could only prove that the recently prominent Watcher is deliberately targeting and attacking the void.

Of course, only the person who issued the warning can truly know the facts.

However, while the defeat of the Void is certainly welcome, the other Force Realms are not necessarily in a state of peace.

Especially the evil energy side.

The demons have been having a really bad time lately. It's not just a few battles they've lost. After the Burning Legion's three blockade attacks all failed, the spread and proliferation of that damned Shadow Chaser swarm in the Twisting Nether is now completely unstoppable.

Although the planets in the Twisting Nether are as vast and numerous as the starry seas of the material world, they cannot withstand the frenzied and terrifying exponential growth of the swarm.

At first, they could only roam and lurk in various demon worlds through the demons' portals, but after the third demon world was "hollowed out" by the swarm, the Burning Legion finally realized the threat posed by the swarm.

These creatures breed and hunt in the Twisting Nether, where demons that die cannot be resurrected, meaning that the Void swarms can inflict "true damage" on the Burning Legion.

Therefore, several high demons were immediately assigned to the depths of the Twisting Nether to try to resolve the swarm problem in that border region.

The two sides engaged in a decisive battle involving hundreds of thousands of demons in Rahncona, the home world of the Arannas Spider Demons. The great demons racked their brains to maintain the battle line but were unable to destroy the swarm's mother hive. After the swarm began to implement the "Desperate Hatching" decision, terrifying swarms of poisonous insects came in, covering the sky and almost blowing up every inch of the world.

Realizing that ground warfare in Rahncona would be difficult to eradicate the swarm, the Archdemons decisively destroyed the demon world with their starships, blasting countless insects to death in the twisted void's star sea.

Thinking they had solved the threat of the insect swarm, they swaggered back to their capital. But before the news of their victory could be sent out, seven days after the demons declared their victory and their weapons were exhausted, more than twelve demon worlds fell on the same day.

This is clearly the Zerg swarm's response to war.

The demons then realized that their war in Rahncona had only destroyed one "tentacle" of the swarm's will. While they were fighting to the death with the swarm in Rahncona, the damned Shadow Chasers were taking advantage of the time to multiply wildly in other worlds.

Twelve demon planets have been confirmed to have fallen, and countless demon worlds have been infiltrated by the swarm. The swarm clearly has guides who are very familiar with the Twisting Nether, making their advance and infiltration both agile and deadly.

The terrible impact of this event directly alarmed Kil'jaeden the Conqueror.

After unleashing the three incompetent Great Demons upon the Witches of Destruction to inflict terrible punishment, the Conqueror personally commanded the fleet to begin the Second War.

This time, there was no need for ground warfare. Kil'jaeden clearly recognized the terrifying threat posed by the Zerg swarm, so it adopted a rather aggressive and cruel strategy.

Once a swarm of insects in a demon world constructs a hive and is confirmed to possess military power, there's no need for any prolonged combat; they can be directly destroyed by the roar of starship main cannons.

The second battle between the two sides destroyed seventeen demon worlds in the first three days. Therefore, the number of demons who died was estimated to be about the same as the number of losses suffered by the swarm. However, the demons did not care. The number of demons born in the Twisting Nether every day was astronomical. The more demons that returned to their fel nature, the more their newly born demons would expand again.

Although demons need time to grow, if it comes to a battle of numbers in the realm of fel energy, demons will not fear any enemy.

Under Kil'jaeden's brutal orders, the swarm's advance was truly halted. At the most dangerous moment, the last three legions of the swarm were forced to huddle in their territory and dared not even show their faces.

But at this critical juncture, with the Zerg Swarm facing a life-or-death crisis, and urged on by the Overmind and the Queen of Blades, the Gene Masters finally completed the biotechnology that was extremely important to the Zerg Swarm.

The Insect Saint Leviathan has been born!

This superpower, capable of carrying large numbers of combat insects on deep space journeys and fighting against demonic starships in the fel-powered seas of the Twisting Nether, became a turning point in World War II.

While Kil'jaeden personally commanded the demon fleet to destroy three Zerg worlds, the twelve Zerg Mother Ships, created by pooling resources, successfully carried the Overmind, the Queen of Blades, the Swarm Archon, and the Tyrant Leader to complete the "Doomsday Transfer".

Then they went into a long period of dormancy.

Until three days ago, news of the resurgence of the insect swarms came almost simultaneously from seven other demon worlds. This terrible news angered Kil'jaeden, who smashed his most beloved trinket in a fit of rage.

Even with its vast resources, the Burning Legion simply couldn't withstand the predicament of having its rear attacked by the Void Swarm while waging wars abroad!

Besieged on both sides, who can withstand it?
"This time, we shouldn't use the regular demon legions, nor should we send the fel energy fleet."

In the palace of Antorus, the Burning Throne, the stern-faced Sculptor Sargeras addressed the Conqueror:

"It turns out that the Swarm has fully taken root in the Twisting Nether, and with their Motherships capable of deep space travel, the destruction of a single world is no longer enough to cripple them. Haven't you noticed, Kil'jaeden?"

The Zerg swarm's specialization in warfare prevents them from suffering heavy losses in fierce battles. On the contrary, the greater the pressure we put on them, the faster the Zerg swarm evolves!
I even have a feeling that the reason why those genetic masters were able to complete the creation of the 'Leviathan' so quickly is because you pushed the Shadow Chaser swarm to the brink of despair, forcing them to unleash all their potential to survive.

These creatures are not merely creations of the void; they clearly possess a portion of the blessing of life force. This 'emergence from dire circumstances' is a unique talent of life-creating beings.

The swarm activated it in a cruel, almost ritualistic way.

"How can we contain the spread of the Zerg swarm without using a large army?"

Kil'jaeden said coldly:
"I have personally destroyed more than thirty demon worlds and sent billions of demons back into the fel energy. I have done so much, but I still couldn't stop the corrosive spread of those insects."

If I leave it alone, perhaps within ten years, half of the entire Twisting Nether will bear the marks of the swarm.

"Will this Twisting Nether still be the demonic Twisting Nether a few decades, a century, or at most?"

"The demons were born here, this is their home, but this is not your home, Conqueror. Don't get too carried away, you are just a 'commander sent from heaven'."

Sachiel said quietly:
"In the hearts of some racist demons, even if you lead the Burning Legion to victory in every battle, you, me, and the Man'ari will never be one of them."

Pure-blooded demons also have their pride, which I find foolish, but you know, racism is often linked to ethnic construction, and in a sense, it is a necessary condition for the emergence of civilization.

What I'm trying to say is that the threat of the swarm is indeed real, but you're being a bit overly pessimistic.

The number of planets in the Twisting Nether is so vast that even the demons themselves cannot count them. Although the demons devoured by the swarm cannot be resurrected, their fel energy returns to its original Force nature, maintaining the energy balance of the Twisting Nether.

The more insects the swarm kills, the more demons appear.

You need to understand, even though the Burning Legion has been constantly expanding, the demons that have joined the Legion only make up about a third of all demons. The vast majority are wild demons ruling their own worlds. We didn't have time to deal with them before, but now they're coming in handy, aren't they?

The Sculptor laughed and snapped its fingers, saying:
"The swarm excels at fighting with numbers, and coincidentally, the demons are not afraid of any battles of numbers in the Twisting Nether. So let them fight each other!"
Let the weak demons die at the hands of the swarm; those who survive will inevitably be battle-hardened elites, who can then be absorbed into the Burning Legion's system. Isn't that far more efficient than your recruiters painstakingly selecting elite demons?

If you ask me, we should just designate a 'Zerg Swarm Sector', send a few fleets to contain it, block the Zerg Saint Leviathan from migrating outwards, and trap the Zerg swarm within the sector.

It's like a gladiatorial arena!
Driven by their destructive nature, those wild demons will forever join in, finding pleasure in it, for hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years.
Demons glorify war and destruction, while the swarm craves devouring and evolution.

What a perfect symbiotic system!

Let them fight it out. It's something they both want to do. What are you, a fallen eredar demon lord, doing getting involved?

The Conqueror scoffed at the Sculptor's suggestion and said:
"What a foolish plan! It may keep the peace for a while, but one day, the swarm's superior evolution will allow them to break through the starship blockade."

Their insectoid sages might unlock the terrifying technology of 'phase teleportation,' at which point even the demonic fleet would be unable to contain them. The unleashing of a horde of terrifying insects, having absorbed all demonic genes and identified all demonic weaknesses through devouring demons, would become a devastating apocalypse sweeping across the Twisting Nether.

"Yes, that's a fact that's bound to happen, but will you and I be able to see it with our own eyes back then?"

Sachs countered:

"Are you so caught up in the battle with the bugs that you've forgotten your job? Have you not read any of the messages sent back by the Nathrezim? Don't you know what the mass migration of the seven Eredar clans to Draenor means?"
Still don't want to know?

The Shaper stood up and slammed his hand on Kil'jaeden's desk.

It scolded:

"The Restoration Army of Velen is about to be fully formed!"

The day Diakum became the sun god was the day the Eredar returned to their homeland.

The fleet of the Mother of Light, Xerah, is also heading towards Draenor. If an agreement is reached between the two sides, allowing the Eredar Restoration Army and the Legion of Light to join forces and return to Argus, the Burning Legion's largest military base in the material world will crumble instantly, and the Burning Crusade will effectively fail.

Well, you and I probably don't need to worry about punishment from Sargeras, because we're both destined to die in that battle.

Kil'jaeden, the 'Reconquest' you've been longing for for over 20,000 years is finally coming. Don't you have anything to say about it?

In response to Sachiel's mocking rebuke, Kil'jaeden glared at it and said:
"Don't make baseless accusations. You'll be thrown into the Demon Tribunal for saying such things. I never said I was expecting them to counterattack Argus. I am the Great Demon Lord, and I am their sworn enemy!"

"But you don't even dare to say that person's name."

Sachiel sneered and said:
"So let's get down to business. To prevent Velen and Diakum from making too easy progress in their great cause of restoring Argus, I've decided to give them some trouble!"
Although the destruction of Mardum has severely delayed our war in Azeroth, and I haven't received the supplies and troops I need, I'm not going to wait any longer.

I'm going to invade Azeroth!
This time, not only will I have the demon fleet and those destructive machines, but I'll also bring two Fallen Titans!

"You're dreaming."

Kil'jaeden slammed his fist on the table and said:
"We only have three Fallen Titans in our possession. Lord Aggramar wants to hold onto the Burning Throne, and if you take the remaining two, it means we're betting our strategic strength on the world of Azeroth all at once."

But that world is very strange!

The void and the forces of order there have been cleansed, and the awakening of the Supreme Star Soul is only a matter of time.

I know you had your own plans there, and I know you borrowed some of the power of the Death Force, but I still feel it's not enough.

I suggest you patiently wait for the fleet to complete its deployment, and then draw some forces from various Demon Sectors to join your offensive.

"How long will it take? Six months? A year? Or longer?"

Sachiel snorted, reached out and grasped the demon skull floating beside him, shaking its head as it said:
"How long do you think it will take Diakum and Velen to assemble the Restoration Army? They will be faster than you think. More importantly, although I don't have evidence, I have a feeling."

Viren has a 'secret weapon'!
Otherwise, the usually cautious prophet wouldn't have been so radical as to actively summon those Eredar clans. We can't wait any longer. Although neither you nor I are necessarily very loyal, we are still eating the food of the Dark Titans, so we have to do what needs to be done.

"I want two Fallen Titans not only to invade Azeroth, Kil'jaeden, but also to launch a burning invasion of Draenor simultaneously, and I want to focus my efforts on Draenor!"

The Sculptor shouted:

"Even if Diakum and Velen are powerful, they are too busy to deal with everything. The Vigilant is only one step away from becoming a lesser god. This is the last chance to stop him."

It was like a trial.
Haha, I like this way of putting it!

Yes.

It was like a trial.

Kil'jaeden the Conqueror did not answer.

But it understood what Sacher meant: if Diakum and Velen couldn't even withstand this wave of demonic invasion, then they should give up their hopes of restoring Argus as soon as possible.

However, if they truly manage to decisively defeat the demonic invasion personally spearheaded by Sachiel, it means that the Burning Legion will at least be unable to stop them from marching onto Argus.

The final battle will begin in this distant homeland; either reclaim the legacy or perish.

The conqueror narrowed his eyes.

It offered no further comment on Sachil's war plans until several minutes later, when it asked:

"Rely on demons and necromancers? Ha, ordinary demons aren't even enough to withstand the sun's heat and burning. Their numbers have become meaningless in Diakum's eyes."

"Yes, that child is growing up much faster than we imagined."

Sachel stroked the whiskers on his chin and said with a smile:
"But all those who achieve great things in this world need to undergo painful trials. Therefore, I will arrange for him to undergo sufficiently intense trials to help him truly accomplish the great feat of 'transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint.' However, if I am unlucky, I may not be able to come back. So, let's consider today's conversation as a farewell."

"You're going there in person?"

Kil'jaeden raised an eyebrow and said:
"How many years has it been since you last went to war?"

"I don't go to the battlefield not because I'm bad at fighting, but simply because I have no reason to fight."

Sachir waved his hand with a smile and said:

"But now, I have it. I have a goal, I have a desire, like I've been resurrected from the grave. Wish me luck, then, Azeroth, it's yours!"

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