Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 64, Part 19: Draenor is not a big world, but it is full of people [Updated 22/50]

(Additional update for the "Gugu who eats meatballs" brother [2/5])
Although Dick had close contact with Nellie after his resurrection, he obviously did not tell the archbishop everything about himself.

On the one hand, his situation is indeed a bit complicated and cannot be explained in a few words.

On the other hand, if there is really another person in your heart, then even if you encounter a dangerous situation, you probably won’t want the other person to be in long-term worry because of you.

But these things can never be concealed.

New recruits like Maraad and Yrel would only feel proud of the Vigilante Saint's unparalleled divine power, but legendaries like Naielle could see the problem at a glance.

The Dick in the "Sanctified Seraph" state just now was definitely not normal. That kind of exaggerated "divinity" that made people feel indifferent and even cruel should never appear in the Diakum in her memory. Therefore, while waiting for the aftermath of the battle to end, under Nellie's concerned questioning, Dick finally gave her a complete description of the Naaru body.

"You are the most aware of the condition I was in when I was brought back to the Genedar. I was already mortally wounded and on the verge of death. Naturally, a miracle was needed to save me."

Dick sat beside the still warm stone, playing with the "Skull of Gul'dan Youth Edition" he had just acquired, thinking about finding a skilled jeweler in the Temple of Karabor to process this thing, and then giving it to Maldalan's good daughter Lelan as a "meeting gift" 20,000 years later.

The girl is an arcanist, she will love this gift.

He explained softly to Nellie:
"For over 20,000 years, Lura's Radiant Fragment made up for my missing flesh and blood, reshaping me into a more powerful state. It allowed me to inherit a large portion of the power of Argus's guardian naaru and an exaggerated pool of holy power. However, this compensation was not without cost.

Inheriting Lura's power naturally allowed me to acquire some of the Naaru's biological characteristics. In fact, I feel like I'm currently transforming from a creature of flesh and blood to a pure, radiant creature like the Naaru.

He smiled and didn't seem to take it as a problem.

他 说:

“This isn’t a problem in most cases, but after I ignite my holy power to a high degree and break through a certain limit, I can feel the mortal part of me being shielded and stripped away, assimilated by a greater will.

Perhaps it was because the power of that light exceeded the limits of me as a mortal, requiring me to transform into the 'Naaru' form in order to control it.

But in normal combat, as long as I don't enter 'sanctification', the remaining will of the Naaru will not affect me."

"It just won't affect you right now! Damn it!"

Nellie gripped Dick's wrist tightly, so hard that Dick felt a slight pain. She said nervously:

"We must return to the Temple of Karabor immediately and ask Prophet Velen to help you. This is a serious matter concerning your will. I think we should take some time to help you measure that limit."

"So you think the many battles I fought after my resurrection were just a show of force?"

Dick shook his head and said:
"The battle with Kilrogg Deadeye before was my limit. Within that limit, I could easily and freely wield the blessing of the Holy Light. But Gul'dan is relatively more difficult. I don't want to waste time and I don't want to leave any pathetic illusions for that bastard.

In addition, in order to restrain the unruly elemental lords, he broke through the restrictions.

Don't worry, with the current power level of Draenor, I'll rarely need to use this over-the-top ability.

Of course, maintaining a happy mood may also help me maintain my emotions, so I occasionally need company, even if it means doing nothing, just being together and sharing our battle insights."

"It's already this late, why are you still thinking about these things!"

Nellie was so angry that her teeth itched, but she still cared about Dick. After a few seconds of silence, she said:
"Is there any solution to this troublesome 'entanglement of wills'?"

"This is not entanglement, Nellie. Lula is dead. This is the sacred legacy it left me. It carries no malice."

Dick explained patiently:

"I've analyzed the reasons for this situation. I think it's because in this current situation of the Eredar and the Naaru being 'mixed', my Eredar part is too weak to fight against the racial might of the Naaru. Therefore, the best way is to improve my individual strength as quickly as possible.

I think that if I can promote myself to demigod, then I can completely resist this influence, but we are immortals and our strength has always increased slowly, so I have no idea in this regard.

What's more troublesome is that I may have to release a large amount of power in the near future.

I must force myself to reach the maximum strength I can currently achieve, in order to quickly expel the holy energy that has been accumulated within me for over twenty thousand years. Otherwise, my 'energy out of control' problem will only get worse."

At this point, he said to Nellie in a low voice with some embarrassment:
"You don't want to see that accidental discharge of a gun happen again, do you? I have no problem with that, but you..."

"Shut up!"

Nari moved her waist uncomfortably. The friction between her smooth crotch and the protective gear during battle made her very uncomfortable. But then she thought back to the "accident" that happened that night, when the uncontrolled holy light fire burned away all her hair except her long hair.
This damn experience still made her shudder.

She whispered worriedly:
"So, do you have any idea now? Regarding the time, location, and target of the release of excess power? According to you, when your holy power is fully burned, it can even reach the combat power of a demigod.

I'm not imagining things, but the world of Draenor is not as resilient as Argus. Can it really withstand such an explosion of power?"

"Don't underestimate this world. As for the goal."

Dick glanced subtly at the elemental lords who were harnessing the power of elements to repair the cracked earth. He whispered:

"If the 'negotiations' don't go smoothly, you and the young people will evacuate as quickly as possible, at least several kilometers away."

"Ok?"

Naili reacted immediately and said in surprise:

"The elements are not our enemies."

"But they're not our friends either!"

Dick shook his head and said:
"The Draenei have been in Draenor for over two hundred years. The quantity and quality of blessings our shamans receive from the elemental forces of Draenor are far inferior to the orcs' elemental traditions. It's clear that these elemental lords have their preferences when it comes to selecting their 'servants'.

But how to say it?

You know me.

I don't really like the whole 'racial discrimination' thing, especially in this era when demons are about to land. In fact, if it weren't for our fighting today, these less intelligent guys would even be planning to give up the orcs who have served them for so many years."

"But isn't elemental power just so unpredictable?"

Nellie sighed and said:
"Actually, the same is true of the elemental forces on Argus. We all know the story of the First Sorcerer, Augure. In his mythological era, even after gaining the recognition and blessing of the World Soul, the ancient elementals still ignored him. This forced Lord Augure to shatter their overlords before forcing them to accept the Eredar.

We've seen other worlds in exile, Dick.

This is the case in almost every world with elemental power. Elemental power represents the world's ecology and weather cycles. They are the foundation of the rules that make up the material world. They have the capital to be willful, and most elements are not intelligent at all.

They simply exist in the chaotic state unique to ancient organisms.

The elemental power in the world of Draenor is already considered mild. The Legion of Light has also reported some extreme cases where some worlds have been completely ravaged by demons, but those elements still do not intend to intervene in the war.

They are so stubborn that they would rather die with the world than help any creature that has provoked them.

It really makes people angry and helpless.”

"No! Elements can be disciplined, provided the right method is found."

Diakum disagrees.

Who said elements are difficult to deal with?

In the official history of the Dark Portal, the shamans of Azeroth were openly carrying out the "deposing and enthroning elemental lords" business. The Firelord was extremely irritable and wanted to cause destruction all day long, so he was killed by the High Lord. The wind god Al'Akir chose to stand against the foot men and planned to continue to be a dog for the Old Gods. What was his fate?

The millions of great lords of Azeroth not only annihilated the two elemental lords, but also re-selected new elemental lords according to their own needs. Even the new Firelord they supported later betrayed them, and was once again crushed to ashes by the capricious great lords.

In this case, can you still say that the elements are unruly?
Tsk, to put it nicely, it's the will to pursue freedom, to put it bluntly, it's just bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

To sum up, it just needs to be dealt with!
Although that happened in the future, it would be a shame not to learn from such "advanced experience". More importantly, the power of the small world of Draenor was not enough to face the Burning Legion. If Dick wanted to fight the anti-magic war here, he could not do without the assistance of elemental power.

The aftermath of the battlefield soon subsided, and the Draenei divided into two teams. One team locked up the surrendered orc warlocks and barbarians and planned to take them back to the Temple of Karabor. The other team, led by Maraad, chopped off the green heads of the orc thugs and prepared to pile them here.

This is the "fine" tradition of the Hand of Argus Legion after every battle!
As a new recruit, he must fulfill his duty.

Of course, there were also garrison officers who thought this was too barbaric, but their voices of resistance could only turn into helpless whimpers under Maraad's harsh rebuke.

This is the order of the Sentinel. If you have the guts, go and debate with the Saint!

Ner'zhul also quickly came to the ceremonial platform. There was a hint of awe and gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Dick. Dick could have killed all the orcs here, but he gave the orcs a chance to surrender and did not kill all these young people who had gone astray. This proved the kindness of the sentinel.

Moreover, Ner'zhul was an old and shrewd man, and he knew very well what Dick intended to do by leaving the elemental lord here.

He even had a faint sense of "expectation" in his heart.

The Shadow Council, led by Gul'dan, has been promoting the warlock's way with all its might, which has made the elemental lords very dissatisfied with the changes in the orcs. At least the shamans of the Shadowmoon clan turned to the warlock's way not only because of Gul'dan's coercion, but also because the elements no longer responded to their call.

If this problem is not solved, the spread of the poison of warlocks in the orc civilization cannot be reversed.

Now is the best opportunity.

"Honorable elemental spirits, I, a sinner, offer my humblest apology for the sins committed by my people."

Ner'zhul knelt on the platform and begged for forgiveness from the four elemental lords who emerged in front of him. He said loudly:
"Our people have been bewitched. They believed the contempt and blasphemy of the elemental forces by the shameless warlocks of the Shadow Council. They foolishly pursued the violent power of the evil energy and even turned themselves into monsters.

But you have seen our resistance!
I!
A shaman whose blessings were stripped away by the elements has realized that all this is part of a terrible conspiracy. I dare not pray for the elements to bless me again, I only ask you not to give up on the orcs!

Not all orcs have lost themselves in the temptation of dark forces!
Please give us some time, and we will prove to you with concrete actions that the orcs still uphold the ancient and pure elemental ways, which have been our unwavering commitment since the beginning of our civilization. No orc with a conscience would voluntarily abandon this commitment. Under your watchful eyes, we will work together with our peace-loving Draenei friends to purge the world of Draenor of the remaining poison of fel energy!
but.
But we need your help.

You have seen firsthand the craziest actions these mad warlocks are capable of. These madmen, led by Gul'dan, would rather destroy the foundation of this world than sacrifice it to the demons of the Burning Legion.

We must resist for our civilization and our world, and you, as the embodiment of the world, should also participate in this war of defense! "

Ner'zhul's calls and requests were logical and heartfelt, full of urgency and connection.

He really hopes to undo the big mistake he made, and he even has a specific plan, but all this is inseparable from the full support of the elemental power. Only when the orc shamans feel the blessing and strengthening of the elements again, these wise men distributed in various clans can strengthen their resolve and regain their strength to fight against the despicable temptation of the Shadow Council.

After Ner'zhul's red face role finished, it was Dick's turn as the white face role.

The Sentinel stood up, holding high the remaining fragment of the cursed code in his hand. Although only one third of it was left, it still had great restraint on elemental power.

This caused the four elemental lords to roar in disgust, but Dick remained unmoved.

The Vigilant shouted:
"See the runes on this fragment? This fragment is from Draenor, but the writing is a mix of Eredun and Demonic!
It came from my former compatriot and current great demon lord. If I am not mistaken, this evil and forbidden knowledge is the gift given to Gul'dan by the demon. He personally admitted that he started forging such evil things several years ago.

This is enough to prove that the fel energy entered Draenor earlier than we thought.

We are mortals, we cannot see what is beneath the surface of the world, but you can!

As the embodiment of the world's will and the fundamental existence that shapes the rules of the material world, you should have been the first to notice these terrifying changes. You must have known about the infiltration of evil energy into the orc civilization a long time ago, but you chose to ignore it and let it go.

No one knows better than you what Gul'dan did after gaining access to fel energy.

However, when the shamans of the Shadowmoon Clan were bewitched by the fel energy and needed elemental power the most to help them strengthen their resolve, you chose to abandon them!
You have not only abandoned the shamans of the Shadowmoon clan, but also more and more shamans in other orc clans are unable to hear the voice of the elements. Perhaps it is because you feel that the orcs are no longer pure and unworthy of mastering the secrets of the elements, so you plan to abandon the orcs as the embodiment of elemental power in Draenor.

Just like you gave up on the Ogron, just like you gave up on the Ogre, just like you gave up on the Ravenclaw, you have always done this, but this time it's the orcs' turn.

The orcs' depravity is shameful, but your inaction is also infuriating."

The Sentinel took a step forward, waving the curse code fragment in his hand and roaring:
"Elemental Lords, powerful guardians of the world, the first and last line of defense of Draenor should be held by you. But before that, all life born in this world will fight the invading demons to the end, just to protect their homeland.

I believe that the orcs will burst out with courage in protecting their homeland, but if you choose to stand idly by when the orcs need help, then after all the orcs willing to protect you have died in battle, these evil creatures in my hands will bind you once again!
And by then, there will be no Draenei and Orcs fighting for their lives to save you from despair.

Without us, you would definitely be forced by Gul'dan to merge into an elemental wrath to win the last dignity for yourself. But can you really win? If you lose, what will this world become?

The Zangar Sea would dry up into a foul swamp, Frostfire Ridge would become a starving wasteland, Gorgrond would be torn into a barren land, and even the entire continent would fall apart due to the lack of elemental power.

Not only will the orcs and draenei lose this world, you will also lose your last chance!

You have to realize that in the war against demons, the interests of the three of us are the same.

So I ask you! You must take a positive attitude to participate in the upcoming confrontation. This is not only for our benefit, but also for your benefit. If you are unwilling to do so,

Dick held out his hand, and Nellie handed him her hunting relic, the Redmaw Fang.

This thing is a double-headed spear designed for rangers. It is light and swift, and uses legendary materials dropped by the great demon Redmaw. It is a legendary weapon in the absolute sense, but it is too light and not suitable for garrison officers.

But at this point, I have no right to be picky.

Dick raised the spear in his hand, pointing it at the Four Elemental Lords, and said:
"We have been exiled among the stars for twenty-five thousand years. The world we recorded is more vast than the sea of stars you have seen. Now we have lost our ship. Draenor is the last stop of the Draenei exile. We are destined to live and die with this world.

We have no way out!

Therefore, honorable ancient elements, if you would rather sit back and watch us perish than lend a hand, then let us all die together! It is better to die at each other's hands than to be humiliated by the demons pointing at our bones."

"Don't do this! Vigilant!"

Ner'zhul, who was kneeling on the ground, rushed over and grabbed Dick's spear. He pleaded loudly:

"Your amazing power should be used in the right direction, not to fight against each other. Please believe me! Please believe in our orcish traditions! The elemental spirits are by no means stubborn and do not distinguish between good and evil. They know the justice of the world and will definitely give the guardians of Draenor the help we need.

Put down your spear!"

The old orc's plea was heartfelt.

But when Dick's eyes met his, they both nodded inaudibly.

Well, the plan worked.

This is how you should persuade a less intelligent partner. Blindly begging will make the other party lose their mind, and blindly oppressing will make the other party feel embarrassed and annoyed. Only by leaving a way out while applying pressure can you make the other party truly feel that you are important enough.

Although elements are not intelligent, elemental lords can also think, although most of the time they are too lazy to think.

The four elemental lords remained silent, and they were also very tired at this moment.

The special attack attribute of the Curse Code was too targeted. They had spent a lot of effort to win the current situation. If Dick really had to burn his holy power to fight another battle, it would be torture for both sides. Therefore, in the fusion and discussion of elemental power, they quickly came to a conclusion.

The orcs can still be saved.
At least Ner'zhul, the old man who made a big mistake but is trying hard to make amends, can still be saved.

The Draenei are also trustworthy.

At least the Sentinel, the Draenei who killed the warlock leader and truly saved them, is worthy of trust.

In this case, don't hold on any longer. Finish these things quickly and go home to rest, replenish your strength, and be vigilant and defensive to prevent the same disaster from happening again.

So in the light storm pushed by the elemental lords together, Ner'zhul soon felt the power of the elements returning to him.

The whisper of the breeze, the healing power of flowing water, the tenacity of the rocks, and the passion of the flames returned to him, allowing him to clearly hear the warning from the Four Elemental Lords:

"This is the last chance."

"Yes! This is the last chance."

Ner'zhul knelt down devoutly under the protection of the four elements and said loudly:

"Please bear witness to my atonement. I will prove to you that the orcs are still trustworthy! I will personally remove the cancer that has pierced civilization and the world. Draenor no longer needs conflict. Our true enemy has emerged across the stars!"

The elemental lords were generally satisfied with this statement, but they had reservations about the demands of the draenei. During the conversation with Ner'zhul acting as "translator", the elemental lords put forward several demands.

First, the Draenei's use of elements is still stuck in the ancient tradition of the Argus era. Their overly rough use of elements makes the four elemental lords dissatisfied, so the Draenei shamans must form an alliance with the orc shamans to discuss more effective and practical elemental techniques.

Second, the Shamanic heritage is not valued in Draenei culture. This is not good! This must be changed. We can't expect it to be on par with the current dominant faith of the Holy Light, but it can't be weaker than the Arcanist heritage either.

Third, the Draenei must elect a leader of elemental forces, just like Ner'zhul, to serve as the representative of the four elemental lords on earth.

They even named candidates on the spot.

The confused Nobundo garrison commander who was chopping off heads was drawn to the caster's platform by the elemental force. After learning the requirements of the four elemental lords, the garrison commander was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He is a believer in Holy Light!

His family has been devout Lightwalkers since his parents' generation in the Argus era, although it is said that his grandfather was once a shaman.

This kind of forced conversion is unacceptable.

But Dick beside him looked at him with a helpless expression. This silly kid had no idea how terrifying his talent in the way of elements was. Although the Draenei believed in the Holy Light, not every Draenei was suitable for walking the path of the Holy Light.

The Elemental Lord has fed the delicious and soft rice into your mouth, why did you spit it out?
But the elements are not in a hurry.

Time has no meaning to them who are immortal, so whether Nobundo intends to change careers can be decided before the demon invasion.

Logically speaking, the work has been done, the agreement has been signed, and everything that should be given has been given. The elemental lords should have left, but they still stayed here, as if waiting for something to happen.

Dick smiled and handed the curse code fragment in his hand to Ner'zhul under the gaze of the elemental lords.

The old orc was very knowledgeable and immediately said that he would study how to destroy the evil creature to eliminate the last worry for the elements, and he patted his chest and said that he would definitely find a way to deal with such threats.

This statement made the elemental lords very satisfied.

Obviously, in their view, the orcs who have served them for many years are much more trustworthy than the newly arrived Draenei.

So they were about to retreat with satisfaction, but were called by Ner'zhul again. No one knew what the old orc and the four elemental lords talked about. In short, after a few minutes, Ner'zhul walked solemnly to Dick and said to Dick:

"To thank you and the righteous Draenei for your assistance to the Draenei elemental forces today, the elemental lords intend to give you a precious gift as a symbol of the Draenei elemental forces and the world's true acceptance of the Draenei.

Please do not refuse this gift, honorable Vigilant."

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Dick blinked in confusion, but receiving a gift must be a good thing, so how could he refuse it?

He also found that his views on the four elemental lords of Draenor seemed a bit hasty and one-sided. Who said they were unreasonable?
He even knew to give a gift to thank the man for saving his life. Isn't he quite polite?

At least in the tainted Elemental Realm, these four were truly respectable figures! They were definitely much more respectable than Therazane, the Stonemother who would turn hostile and chase people away after completing a task.

So, bring the gifts quickly, the saint can't wait to taste them.

(End of this chapter)