Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 700, Section 68: The Queen's Privilege - The noble Azshara always gets everything she wants.

"Make way! They're coming."

The shouts of the purple mushroom-headed Malus Muse echoed across the flying platform of the Spirit Broker's floating city, and the surrounding Spirit Brokers retreated upon hearing the warning.

But Diakum stood still and raised his Sunstrider warhammer.

Under his gaze, Maras's "mushroom clone" was putting in a lot of effort to try to establish a stable connection with its mushroom ring, which was far away in the Maw. Due to the special nature of the Maw, ordinary mushroom ring teleportation was no longer possible.

Now, this ancient mushroom-headed being must use some "rule-level" power to possibly break through the seal placed on the Maw by the Eternals and bring Queen Azshara and her servants out.

Despite its abstract appearance, the Marasmuse, as the first creature created by the Queen of Winter, possesses a miraculous "mushroom ring teleportation" ability that is clearly a derivative concept related to "space".

In addition, since this guy is a fungal creature, he must also have some racial talent similar to "mitosis". All things considered, the purple mushroom-headed guy is definitely a "hidden powerhouse" in Azure Fairyland.

Whether it can fight is uncertain, but this power is absolutely effective at scheming against people and gathering intelligence.

From the moment the Maw was created, it was a place where "entry is permitted but exit is not." This is the fundamental rule of the Maw. However, when the other Eternals joined forces to banish Zova, they used their own power to punish Zova, which inadvertently added some loopholes to the Maw's rules that could be exploited.

There are many bizarre legends about the Maw.

Legend has it that there is a strange stone in the Maw, a relic left by the First Ones. Activating that stone would connect it to the Eternal City of Oribos, but unfortunately, since that stone stood in the Maw until now, no one has been able to activate it.

It's likely that only the legendary "Maw Walker" can use it.

That thing was also one of the "check-in points" that Diakum visited when he went to the Maw. The Vigilant was really curious whether he was still the "Maw Walker" from his previous life.

Just as I was pondering this, the purple mushroom head in front of me let out a burst of roar, and then black cracks burst out on the platform, which was clearly a sign that the spatial system had been shattered.

The pulsating, fragmented space was like a shattered mirror, and Diakum could even vaguely see the scene on the other side.

Azshara is battling a ferocious Maw lich in a sinister yet magnificent tower. The lich attacks the queen with sinister domination spells, while Azshara uses her hands to create terrifying energy storms for a devastating counterattack.

Surrounding the battlefield were waves of Abyssal Oath warriors, but crimson "lightning" swirled around the battlefield, the crazed demonic sword Remonia screaming as she slaughtered her enemies.

This crimson demonic sword reveled in the carnage, constantly unleashing various ferocious battle cries as it circled Azshara at high speed. Wherever its terrifying blade struck, the Abyssal Oathsworn fell in droves like harvested wheat.

But this was not just a venting of anger through killing.

Diakum noticed that on the edge of the battlefield between Azshara and the Demonblade, in a passage leading to a secret chamber, the furtive Vy Nari was struggling to emerge from it, dragging a bulging spirit sack.

Wily shouted something on the dangerous battlefield, and Queen Azshara also lost interest in fighting.

She seized the opportunity to deliver a precise and deadly counterspell to the Abyssal Lich before her, causing the nearly completed charge in his hand to go out of control. The burst of black psychic power and dominion power exploded on the spot like a "nuclear bomb," clearing away the Abyssal Wyvern Riders blocking the Queen's path.

It's hard to imagine that a simple spell counterspell could cause such terrifying damage, but it's clear that even the most ordinary spell can be transformed into something magical in Azshara's hands.

This queen's mastery of arcane arts is beyond description as mere "talent." She is more like a terrifying warrior whose martial arts have reached the pinnacle, capable of slaying dragons with a mere wooden stick.

"They stormed into the Sanctuary of Domination and retrieved the Spirit Seeds that had been taken away! My God, your friends are as powerful and fearless as you."

Despite the immense pressure, Maramus remarked:

"The return of these spirit seeds will surely make this beautiful lady a guest of honor of the Queen. She will become a hero of Ardenweald. Wait a moment, I will send them over right away!"

The old mushroom-headed man then let out a painful whimper.

That was the teleportation enhancement brought about by burning a mycelium avatar, which meant that the old mushroom head used the only mushroom ring he left in the Maw as a one-time teleportation tool to ensure a smooth teleportation.

Diakum saw Azshara protecting Wayne Nali as they rushed towards the direction from which the mushroom ring had emerged.

The Queen first pushed her loyal female spirit servant inside, then casually cast a powerful Arcane Tear spell, enough to flatten a city, while standing still. She clearly intended to thank the land for its "care" before leaving the Maw.

The Oathbringers have all gone mad.

They realized what Azshara was about to do!
The Maw Lords roared and rushed forward to try to interrupt the dangerous spellcasting, but the demon sword Remonia became increasingly frenzied, her flying slashes so fast that they formed a visible blood storm around Azshara.

With the perfect defense of these outstanding "armed guards," the Queen ultimately delivered her "farewell gift" without any major incident.

As she gracefully grasped the excited magic sword amidst the arcane light that engulfed everything, then reached out and, with dazzling brilliance, brushed her long hair aside before stepping onto the burning mushroom ring and leaving the Maw, even the well-informed Diakum couldn't help but feel a sense of awe for the Queen's surprise attack.

Such a violent Azshara seems inconsistent with the image of this elven queen in history.

However, considering that Azshara's purpose in coming to the Shadowlands this time was to carry out the "Retribution Crusade," sending these dared-to-block-the-road death bandits to horrific destruction could also demonstrate her nobility and power as the daughter of Azeroth.

A disheveled Will Nalley was the first to burst out of the old mushroom head's mushroom ring, and several brokers immediately rushed forward to help her up.

The spirit-carrying pouch filled with corrosive spirit seeds was also sent to a safe area by the dual-realm walker's spell. These things were to be sent to the Azure Fairy to exchange for a favor with the Winter Queen. Afterwards, the Queen, returning in glory, drew ever closer to the spirit-carrying city against the backdrop of radiant light.

It's as if they stepped out of a painting.

Her spirit materialized from illusion into reality, and as her delicate bare feet stepped onto the flying platform of the Veil Market, the use of the mycelial clone of Maras Muses was finally completed.

But just as the teleportation channel was about to close, a jet-black chain of domination, shimmering with various runes, slashed through the battlefield ravaged by arcane magic and through the spatial gate of Malathus like a snake.

It possessed some kind of immense power, disregarding the constraints of the Maw, and swept towards Azshara.

This seems to represent the Maw's malevolent will, which has no intention of granting freedom to this soul that has already fallen into the Maw.

The owner of the chains chose the perfect moment; Azshara was in the "aftermath" of the teleportation, her spirit body hadn't even fully arrived, making it almost impossible for her to resist.

The magic sword reacted quickly, swooping off Azshara's fingers and flying a short distance before seemingly "realizing" its mistake and turning back to save its mistress.

But another figure was faster than the Demon Sword.

Diakum, who had been poised to strike, strode forward. The dazzling Bladebreaker Sword Technique swung with his warhammer, striking Azshara's body just before the Chains of Domination touched it. Then, the fully charged Holy Slash erupted, releasing terrifying power that caused the entire Veiled Market to lose control and turn at that moment.

The brokers screamed.

Even the dual-realm traveler's eyes showed a hint of fear.

Although they had never seen such power before, they all recognized who the black chains represented.

Legend has it that the chains of domination that can bind all things are the "symbol of power" of Warden Zoval, and these sinister chains adorn the entire Maw.

The warden has made his move!

Just as Azshara, the "prisoner," was about to escape the Maw, He, the Lord of the Maw, finally made his move. But the power of the Sun's avatar clearly exceeded the Jailer's expectations.

Faced with the well-prepared reserve forces of the Sun God, a single chain of dominion cannot bring them back to Azshara.

Zovar seemed to realize this, and the brokers in the Veil Market heard a cold snort. Then the chain was quickly pulled back, but Diakum grabbed the other end, forcing the sinister chain to stay in the Maw like a tug-of-war.

This thing was imbued with the Warden's power, a concentrated manifestation of His "ruling authority." Therefore, the moment Diakum gripped the chains, he felt a cold, intangible force rapidly wrapping around his consciousness, spirit, and being.

Like an inescapable shackle, it locked away his thoughts and power in an instant.

Of course, the warden wasn't arrogant enough to take Diakum away with a chain; the burst of power was only to force Diakum to let go.

But Azshara, now freed, turned and stepped forward with a cold expression. She raised her left hand, clasped her fingers together to return the demon sword to its place, and then silently uttered a word. The next second, she swung a wide slash and struck the wrestling chains squarely.

Generally speaking, the destructive power of a lesser god like Azshara is not enough to sever a true god artifact of the "Chains of Domination" level. But in this instant, the chains broke on the spot as the demon sword fell. With a crisp shattering sound, Diakum lost his balance and almost fell down. Fortunately, the Vigilant had a stable stance.

He took two steps back to dissipate the force, causing the Veil Market to tremble violently twice. When he looked up again, the portal to Marasmuse had completely vanished.

The Vigilant held a section of the black Domination Chain in his hand. Even after being severed, the chain still tried to bind Diakum, but the Vigilant raised his hand and threw it toward Azshara. The Queen then used a spell that Dick couldn't understand to seal it away. The chain itself seemed to "fade" in an instant and was frozen in a "time slice".

This is the most perfect method of "temporary sealing".

"Your Majesty, would you be willing to part with this divine artifact?"

With gleaming eyes, Viagra rushed forward and whispered a question. Azshara glanced at her greedy royal steward and said casually:

"Let me finish my research first. The power of domination is very worthy of study, and this power is a perfect match for the Empress's supreme authority."

After saying that, Azshara loosened her fingers, letting the guilty magic sword float beside her like a scepter.

Her usually cold and stern face softened into a smile as she turned to Diakum, raised a finger, and said:

“You saved my life, my loyal ‘court advisor’.”

“It is my duty, Your Majesty.”

Diakum ignored Azshara's raised finger.

He wasn't an oblivious fool; he knew the Queen had asked him to perform the hand-kissing ceremony, but the vigilant opted for the more formal handshake.

He is, after all, a married man, and a man with three wives!
You always have to be mindful of your image when you're out in public.

If he were to get involved in some damn scandal with Azshara, his good reputation would be completely ruined.

"You must be tired from your journey. Why don't you rest for the night in this gauze market?"

Diakum gestured for Azshara to enter and said:

"Upon learning of your arrival, Boss Solia has prepared her own cabin in advance as your temporary accommodation. This is a thoughtful gesture from the Solia Group, and we hope you will not refuse or find the living conditions here too poor."

I know this commercial metropolis cannot compare to your former magnificent palace.

“But I’ve just spent a few months in the Maw, my advisor.”

Azshara said in an exaggerated tone:
"Is there any place in the world more detestable than the warden's domain? Therefore, have some faith in your queen's resilience, my courtier. I am not so delicate as to be unable to endure the slightest hardship."

However, the series of abilities that mushroom-headed gentleman just displayed surprised me. Considering the need to rebuild the empire, I hope my court will be filled with extraordinary people and events.

Therefore, while I'm taking a shower and resting, could you please deliver an invitation to that mushroom-headed gentleman for me?

The Queen looked at Diakum and said:

“I hope it can serve as my court intelligence minister, and I hope it will accept it. All the compensation it needs is negotiable.”

"Well, that might be a bit difficult, Your Majesty."

Diakum sighed and said:
"Marasmus is a direct courtier of the Queen of Winter, and the old mushroom-headed man is very loyal to his queen, so he probably won't accept your invitation."

"Is that so?"

Azshara shook her head in disappointment and said:
"If it is that queen, then I should indeed restrain my arrogance. Well, life is full of disappointments, and I can't force it."

After saying this, Azshara nodded slightly to the Twin Walker and, escorted by the Demon Sword and the proud and stern-faced Wee Nari, like a "returning dragon king," headed to her temporary lodging.

Although this was the first time the brokers had met Azeroth's most famous queen, all the brokers, including the Feast Walkers, agreed that Azshara's demeanor, majesty, and power deserved their respect and awe.

"This level of 'natural allure' is just too exaggerated."

The traveler from both worlds sighed:

“We are already energy beings, yet we are still unable to escape the mental affinity that Queen Azshara’s charm exerts on us; she is clearly the most direct embodiment of the word ‘beauty’.”

"If you knew how much effort and primordial power the Supreme Star Soul spent to 'create' Azshara, you wouldn't make such a remark."

Diakum sighed and said:
"She is unique in the sea of ​​stars, and her talent proves it. She once had the sin of arrogance, but now her soul, which has begun to settle, will unleash such glory in the future that I can hardly imagine."

The arcane path has been in decline for far too long.

Even if the Titans return to the Pantheon, it will be difficult for them to restore the glory of arcane magic in a short period of time.

Therefore, I estimate that the mission of 'making arcane great again' will ultimately fall on Azshara's shoulders.

"Is that so?"

The dual-realm traveler sighed, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:
"Perhaps I should take advantage of the time when the Veil Market is under repair to visit Ardenweald. Even if Lord Marasmus is unable to join the Queen's court, he is the 'ancestor of fungi' in all realms, and the individuals formed by his mitosis can also replicate the original body's magical ability."

If our Queen desires such a mushroom in her palace, then perhaps we should do everything in our power to fulfill her wish.

what do you say? "

"Hiss, how come I never noticed before? You're really good material to be a sycophant."

(End of this chapter)