Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 730, Part 8: The Final Chapter of the Omnic "Eternals'" Rebellion - Towards the One
Diakum eventually obtained the "glass sword" and the "glass armor".

The weapon and armor blanks were all "friendly provided" by the Warden. He also had a group of evil blacksmith masters from all over the world. Although their skills were certainly not as good as the Lord of War and they could not make things like Frostmourne and Helm of Domination, it was not a big problem to make some high-quality blanks.

That's why these weapons and armor enhanced by Phosphorus are considered true artifacts of creation.
This thing doesn't even have a physical form.

Diakum stood before the armor box, seriously doubting whether he had been tricked, and fell into deep thought as he stared at the "empty" armor box.

Is this yet another ridiculous "The Emperor's New Clothes" joke?

Honestly, if a little boy spawned nearby and pointed at the crates saying how beautiful the armor and weapons were, but Diakum still couldn't see them, the Vigilant would really get angry and start hacking at people.

Being looked down upon by Azshara and Medivh is one thing, they're really capable, but how dare you, a mere Warlord, mock me like that?

However, the inscriber clearly didn't put that much thought into it.

He truly created the artifact of creation for Diakum. As Dick reached out and touched the invisible object before him, long-unused character card stats popped into his eyes:

Weapon Name: Yumivors - The Endless Destroyer

Weapon Quality: Creation Artifact

Weapon Traits: Above All Things, Shatters Reality, Torn Universe, Fragile, Irreparable

Weapon effects:

Above all things:

This weapon ignores all defenses, resistances, and immunity effects, and always inflicts crushing true damage upon impact, along with a series of undispellable negative status effects depending on the user's Force attribute.

caveat!

This weapon will permanently shatter after 1-2 full-force battles.

Creator: Rune Carver/Warrior Master.

Weapon Description:

We have prepared a feast, awaiting your arrival, my dear brother.

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What does the description of this strange item mean?

Diakum was a little confused.

He had expected that with such a powerful weapon, some guy who liked to talk trash would leave a comment saying something like "I'd give anything for it," but instead it was so formal, which didn't seem like something that guy would say.

The armor's description is almost identical to the weapon's; even the armor's name, "Yumiwalls: The Eternal Guardian," is simply a modified version of its suffix.

Equally fragile and irreparable, the armor would grant Diakum "absolute defense" in a battle, essentially equivalent to a permanent "Divine Shield".

But to be honest, such weapons and armor were clearly insufficient when facing Sargeras.

The logic is simple: if you want to win by wielding an invincible blade, the prerequisite is that you at least have to be able to hit it, right? With Sa's level of strength, he has plenty of ways to dodge every strike of this sword.

Therefore, it still comes down to the same point.

Diakum's "training level" is far from perfect; he still needs more practice!
Just as he carefully stored away the armor and weapon he nicknamed "Glass Sword" and handed it over to the Twinworld Walker, instructing it to use the Broker's channels to send it into the material world, the "Destruction Squad" in the Sanctuary finally reached the moment of departure for Zaremotis.

Upon seeing Diakum arrive before the golden gate clad in the Judge's armor radiating divine light, the fully armed warden exclaimed in surprise:
"Aren't you going to bring the 'Creation Weapons' that my brother forged for you? If you don't use them, how are you going to defeat me under the grand scheme of the First Ones when the 'necessary moment' arrives?"

"You overestimate yourself. I'm not that close to you yet. That set of weapons and armor isn't for you."

Diakum waved his hand and said:
"The set of universal artifacts I wear, forged by the engraver and designed specifically for spirits, is enough. I don't even need Him to bestow any more power or blessing upon it."

I don't lack strength anymore.

All I ask for is that my orange-quality gear is durable enough.

"Ha, arrogance!"

The warden joked:

"Didn't your Seven Fiends power react to this? Such arrogance will surely lead you to a dead end, but rest assured, you are a truly respectable soul, therefore, I will not humiliate you any further."

"When did stating the facts become arrogance, my friend?"

Diakum also joked:
"You are a heinous villain in everyone's eyes, but in my opinion, you are just a rebel who has gone astray. Therefore, I will give you a chance. Yes."

Don't look at me so surprised. I won't execute you. It's not a sin for an idealist to want to bring happiness to everyone; it's just that they used the wrong methods. Therefore, they need to complete an eternal and painful atonement.

That's it.

Is everything ready?

The vigilant put on the full-coverage trial helmet and looked back at the crowd behind him.

Those who followed him and the Jailer into Zaremotis were only the leaders of the Abyssal Oath, the Brood Scholars of the Secret Order, Azshara, the Twoworld Walkers, Medivh, and his lich servant, Marquis Sindarine.

Sachiel isn't here; the Shaper has gone to handle another matter, but it will arrive as soon as possible to join them.

Apart from that, Diakum will not bring any more people in.

The servants of the gods had already laid a deadly trap in Zaremotis. Bringing the weak into it would be suicide. Moreover, Diakum did not want the Firstborn's Codex to spread everywhere.

Zaremotis must be destroyed, so there is no need to involve more people.

Azshara's condition was still a bit poor, but she was able to move around freely. However, the queen's face was pale, her eyes were somewhat vacant, and she would occasionally utter a sentence that no one could understand.

It was a wondrous language that could not be produced by vocal cords and tongue; it was less words and more a resonance of some kind of energy.

Not only her, but also Medivh and the Twin Walker.

This is being "cursed" by knowledge.

Only after they find the "answer to the question" in Zaremotis can they escape this miserable state.

Diakum didn't even need to look closely to know that the knowledge from the Firstborn's cipher was continuously pouring into the brains of these three guys. If they couldn't find the answers, they would become completely useless due to the blockage of knowledge.

In that instant, Dick was truly grateful that he was a "non-truth-seeking" Holy Light cannon. Even though he had some knowledge of the Firstborn's cipher, he had not suffered such a terrible fate as these "truth seekers."

"Are you all ready?"

Dick asked another question.

These slow-witted fellows finally nodded in response, which amused the Watcher, who really wanted to record the Queen's current dazed and foolish state so he could use it as "embarrassing history" to blackmail Azshara later.

For example, cough cough, Your Majesty Queen Azshara, you wouldn't want others to see you in such a wretched state, would you? So, why don't you come and polish your Holy Lance?

Uh, of course I was just saying.

How could a righteous warrior of light do such an evil and despicable thing?

Even though the Holy Light can no longer control Diakum, his extremely high moral standards still do not allow him to fall into such a shameful state.

After confirming that everyone was ready, the warden reactivated the resonance of the five eternal marks. In that wondrous resonance and energy echo, the door to Zaremotis quietly opened.

This time, some native beings still rushed out from within, only to be smashed back by the warden's hammer. Zovar roared and was the first to charge in, followed by the powerful Abyssal Oath leaders who followed their monarch into the fold.

Diakum followed closely behind, and the Secret Order also entered step by step. After the last person disappeared into the Maw, the door quietly closed into five separate Eternal Marks, which were then guarded by the Maw Oathsworn left behind by Zova and the elite troops of the four covenants.

They may not understand the ultimate purpose of these nobles entering Zaremotis, but they are certain that with the Saint Diakum involved, it could not possibly be a bad thing.

The system of destiny has collapsed to the point of no return, and it is clear to everyone that a new era has begun.

The servants of the gods are the stubborn echoes of the old era, and they want to drag everyone back to the destiny they once had. However, even the most naive Grynn Saint would not allow himself to return to that time of blind faith.

However, just as everyone was on high alert, the fairies from Azure Fairyland secretly began to move.

"Quick! Keep up with me!"

Lady Moonberry, disguised as an ordinary fairy and mingling among the chattering fairies, suddenly shattered her fairy disguise with a bang, then waved and called for the fairies who were still "exploring" the Sanctuary of Domination, this "horror paradise," to follow.

Liu Xu stared in disbelief as Yue Mei appeared. The fairy wearing the golden crown seemed a little dazed, but she still rushed forward and spread her arms to block the fairies.

As the veil of light cast by the Holy Light swayed, Willow Catkins shouted:

“What are you trying to do? Big Guy just went to Zaremotis and told us not to play pranks here.”

"Don't be silly. Diakum knows why we sent half of the old mushroom head's body to the Maw. Only a little fool like you wouldn't think of that."

Moonberry stepped forward and tapped Willow Catkins on the head, saying:
"Hurry up, we need to help Old Mushroom Head send the Queen to the Maw. Silly Willow Catkin, you don't want to see your big friend fighting alone in Zaremotis, do you? At this point, I don't need to hide anything anymore."

Our queen is also going to Zaremotis to do something truly important!

That's what she and Ms. Bai agreed on, so hurry up and come!
Didn't you see that the war profiteers of Maldraxxus were all going to release the Runemasters?
Their military commander will also go with the Queen!

"Oh? Is that so?"

Liu Xu scratched her head and quickly looked around for Mao Mao, preparing to follow him. Then she belatedly realized that this trip to the Devouring Abyss was too dangerous, so Mao Mao had been left at home in the care of Pian Pian.

So, Liu Xu accelerated and transformed into fragments of light to catch up with Yue Mei. The two "big fairies" led a group of little fairies and rampaged to the place where the old mushroom head's box was hidden.

They hurriedly took half of the mushroom mycelium from the box and helped it take root amidst the old mushroom head's groans and cries of pain.

A moment later, as a giant mushroom ring appeared on the Maw, and after the old mushroom head exerted all his strength to communicate with the Azure Fairy, the Queen of Winter appeared magnificently on the Maw amidst the chilling winter air.

She verbally praised the fairies for their work, then strode toward the Sanctuary of Domination.

Wherever the Queen of Winter walks, green grass and flowers appear, creating an "evergreen path" in the barren Abyss.

However, as the Queen walked toward the Sanctuary of Domination, she suddenly stopped and glanced in the direction of Gorgia River of Souls with a puzzled look. She sensed two dying beings there.

Those were undead that did not belong to the Maw or the Shadowlands, but were living beings.

How could a demigod from the material world be dragged into the Maw?

The Queen asked a question with doubt, but the situation was urgent and she didn't have time to think about it. She raised her hand and threw a stream of life force for healing into the River of Souls. Then she continued forward and quickly entered the Sanctuary of Domination.

After the Queen left, Odin, who had nearly died in the River of Souls from the onslaught of the frenzied undead and maddened shadow hounds, gritted his teeth and rose again with the life force that had been thrown at him.

The former king of war now only has one arm left, an injury sustained during his fall.

He was covered in wounds, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to let go of the thing he was dragging in his other hand. At the same time, he had to release his power to intimidate the fierce and crazy remnants of the Styx, so that they would not dare to devour Hela's body.

Hella
Hela, stripped of her divine authority by the warden's words, is now in a much worse state; her soul is dissipating in the Gorge River.

She is dying.

But at least the River Styx can nourish her weakened soul. Once she leaves this place, Hela will probably be completely destroyed in a short time.

She was no longer Death; the Maw no longer welcomed her. The rejection she suffered here was even more terrible than the soul-crushing pressure Odin endured.

Odin dragged Hela's wretched tentacles along the direction Hela had indicated before she fell unconscious, gritting his teeth as he made his way through the River Styx to her lair in the Maw.

Odin himself didn't know why he did it?
Even though he had already strangled this "evil creature" with his own hands the moment he fell into the Maw, finding answers was not Odin's task at the moment.

"Hold on, you unfilial son, it's not time for you to die yet."

"The one-eyed, one-armed monster," he said in a hoarse voice.

He tightened his tentacles, gritted his teeth, and continued dragging Hela forward, leaving a deep ravine in the River Styx, a river devoid of any real water but filled with endless, chilling hellish energy.

That silhouette resembled an old father who refused to bow to fate.

Perhaps only in this place where no one knows him can those hopelessly stubborn guys let go of their pitiful obstinacy and truly say the words they've kept hidden in their hearts for countless years.

He may only have this old face left, so naturally he needs to protect it well.

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On the other side, the Queen of Winter was naturally blocked by the Abyssal Oathbringers at the Sanctuary of Domination, but several Abyssal Oathbringers soon appeared and stopped the Abyssal Oathbringers' attack on the Queen.

They said nothing more than clearing the way to the Runecarver's Cage in this fortress of war.

By the time the Queen arrived at the cage, the Marquises of Maldraxxus, under the command of Bonesmith Helmir, had already broken the last chain of dominion that bound the Runemasters. However, the Runemasters, now free, were still amnesiac and bewildered.

He did not know these people who called him "Lord of War," and he could not even understand who "Lord of War" was.

“You should have used your mark to restore your memories, but the gates of Zaremotis have been opened, and the prodigal son is returning home, my brother.”

The Queen of Winter stepped forward, reached out and grasped the Runemaster's massive Maw Helmet, shattering it amidst the burst of vines and life force. She whispered:
"Excuse my rudeness."

The Queen then forcibly broke the Warden's blockade of the Lord of War. As the power of domination was stripped away, the Rune Carver quickly remembered the memories that he had personally stripped away.

This was clearly not the normal way He planned to restore memories, thus causing the Lord of War to suffer almost excruciating pain.

But that's nothing.

A few minutes later, the Lord of War fully regained his memory. The old serpent, panting, raised his hand and waved it gently. The artifacts that had been stored on the Lord of War statue in Maldraxxus crossed space and landed on him, restoring him to the majestic posture he once was.

A spirit broker also strode over, carrying the war lord's staff.

With a gesture of fear, the big boss, Soria, raised the scepter of war high and proclaimed:

"This is an artifact that Lord Medivh, a distinguished guest of the Socratic Consortium, asked me to return to you. It is the esteemed Lord of the Eternals. Lord Medivh also asked me to deliver two 'letters of resignation' to you. He said that he and Marquis Sindani have grown tired of the conflicts in Maldraxxus and are going their separate ways."

"Is that so? Okay, I approve."

The War God received the Staff of Conquest, allowing spiritual power to swirl around his staff and fingertips. He looked up at the Queen of Winter and sighed:

"That outsider... he threatened me. It's the world going to the dogs. How could anyone be so vicious as to threaten a down-on-his-luck old man?"

"I didn't come here to hear your jokes."

The Queen of Winter shouted:
“Zalemotes, are you going or not? If you don’t go, I’ll go alone. I might die there, but it’s much better than continuing to be a puppet like this.”

My sister will help me.
She made a promise!

"Helping you is also helping herself. Isn't Musa a creation of the First Ones?"

The warlord snorted, tapped the staff of conquest in his hand, and said loudly:

"I am the embodiment of war and victory, and I do not wish to miss any battle. So let us go, my sister, and let us win the battle we should not have fought, but must fight!"

(End of this chapter)