Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 737, Part 15: I Want to Become the Eighth in the Universe! The Queen's Words - Bonus Chapter [45]

(Bonus chapter for the "5 Light-Years Per Second" brothers [4/5])
Sachiel's arrival made up for the Eternals' last regret.

It's not that the Sculptor itself will have a profound impact on this battle between the "main character" and the "backup plan," but mainly it brings the King's Sorrow weapon.
This sword contains the immortal spirit of Emperor Denathrius. Even though He claims that the "self" He severed has been obliterated by the ignorant Azshara, anyone who dares to believe the words of the Emperor is truly blessed for life.

In fact, less than a quarter of an hour after Azshara killed Denathrius, the Emperor started spouting nonsense again in the Halls of Mourning, which was under the guard of Sachiel.

This fully proves that the so-called "cutting immortality" is just another trick used by Denathrius, the "King of Lies," to gain sympathy.

That's Denathrius!

He manipulates schemes, controls fools, thrives on chaos, and revels in the lamentations of sin and unease. This is his true nature, and it will not change simply because he is eternally sealed within this demonic sword.

Sachil did not join Zaremotis's expedition because it had other things to do.

As the Sculptor said, it took some time to deal with the group of Nathrezim who came to "rescue" the prisoners at the border of the Shadowlands and the Sea of ​​Matter. After the Stoneborn under the Stonesmith took over the remaining eternal pursuit, it immediately came to the Tomb of the Firstborn.

I rushed as fast as I could and finally made it.

You see, all the Eternals have joined the war against the "backup plan," determined to make themselves the "only one," thereby escaping the bullshit destiny bestowed by the Firstborn, and allowing the Force of Death to truly be freed and move toward its deserved future.

In such a momentous battle, it would be a true act of "Shadowlands bullying" to not invite any Eternal.

"I've arrived! The King of Sin has come!"

The Emperor, riding the King's Sorrow, roared into the battlefield, shattering the crimson wings of the Pardon prototype in a single encounter, and then stabbing at the Duty prototype with a nimble turn.

It perfectly fulfilled its role of pulling and controlling, and with the enhancement of the myriad rays of light descending from Grace, who held the golden battle banner in one hand and the scales in the other, it won the perfect moment for the three-person combat team led by the warden to launch a surprise attack.

Perhaps, since their birth until now, these five have never cooperated so perfectly.

They once lacked a reason to fight together, but now that reason has appeared. Unfortunately, there is no longer any bond between the five Eternals born in the same place that can be called "family".

It's truly a pity that they missed the opportunity to become "Family Heroes of the Shadowlands".

Conversely, given the current situation where the five Eternals, who had long since parted ways, are now working together, the outcome of this war is no longer in doubt.

So much so that Diakum didn't even bother to admire it; instead, he turned and left after confirming everything was correct.

As the Lord of War said, this is the first and last time that his brothers and sisters will fight side by side. Whether the experience is good or bad, let's leave these moments to them.

There will be no more "goodbye".

From that moment on, they would become a "mark" representing the past in each other's lives.

Diakum was a gentle warrior of light who did not want to disturb the Eternals’ final moments. Sachiel was clearly a villain who was "kind enough" enough, and he turned and left as Dick left.

"So, what did I miss?"

The sculptor, still stained with the stench of blood, asked:
"What's with these strange 'chords' on you? Have you already deciphered the mystery of the Firstborn's cipher?"

"Yes, Azshara deciphered the cipher sequence by playing the chord of all things, and that cipher compilation device is still in the cave of Zaremotis."

Dick said:
"If you arrive in time, you should be able to obtain the Firstborn's Scriptures before we destroy the Chord of All Things in Zaremotis and cause this place to collapse completely."

I urge you to finish it as soon as possible.

The Firstborn's Codex is the foundation of the study of Firstborn knowledge; without mastering these sequences, there is no way to delve into the mysteries of the Firstborn.

"Thanks for reminding me, I'll go right away."

Sachir nodded.

Having died three times, the Sculptor was honest enough that it would not hide any of its desires; it had come to Zaremotis specifically to unravel the mysteries of the Firstborn.

Don't say that Sachiel is indifferent and blind to the future of the Shadowlands.

All its passion has been reserved for its own world, homeland, and people; there is no warmth left for those who have nothing to do with it.

However, Sachir is indeed a formidable fellow.

Before heading to the Firstborn Cipher Compiler, it gave Diakum a strange once more, looking him up and down, and said:

“You are ‘missing’ a piece. Someone took a part of it, a small part, and it doesn’t even affect the coexistence of light and shadow in your life. But missing is missing.”

Who did it?

"A guy we can't afford to mess with."

Diakum sighed and said:
"It has probably left this place, but I guess you will definitely meet again later. Very few souls can catch that guy's eye, but you are undoubtedly one of them."

Here's a suggestion.

Although that creature is friendly, when you encounter it, to ensure you don't suffer, don't do anything that will anger it.

In this era of the First Ones' seclusion, few can suppress it, and we have absolutely no need to become enemies with someone who can conjure 'gods' with their bare hands. Maybe, I mean maybe, it will become a kind of interstellar legend similar to Tal Rashin in the future.

Wow, our Azeroth universe now has its own 'King of Figurines'! That's fantastic!

"so smart?"

Sachiel's expression changed slightly. After confirming that Diakum wasn't exaggerating, the Shaper nodded and said:
"The King's Sorrow is temporarily entrusted to you. I will retrieve it after I have completed the deciphering of the cipher system. I will fulfill my duty, and Denathrius will no longer have the opportunity to interfere with the material universe and the six realms."

Its Nathrezim intelligence network was mostly destroyed in the previous ambush, and the rest fled, but the Stoneborn will not let them go!
Those beings who inherited Denathrius's cunning would then go into hibernation. They would not willingly perish, but for a long time, they would be unable to cause any greater trouble.

I don't see it that way.

Diakum blinked and said:
"The Nathrezim were portrayed as too perfect by Emperor Denathius; their incredible ability to stealth is a perfect power for any ambitious person or overlord. So, I guess the Nathrezim will soon find a new 'owner'."

Given that they must be loyal to Emperor Denathrius's 'underlying code,' your days as the Demon Sword Suppressor are unlikely to be as leisurely as you imagine.

But how to say it?

You deserve it.

You are destined to never enjoy peace until all the sins you have committed have been repaid.

"Then you might as well just curse me to die. At least death will come eventually, while the day of atonement is far away and boring. If I can suppress the demonic sword that houses the King of Sin, who will judge me?"

Sachiel chuckled and waved his hand, saying:
"But this is not goodbye forever, Dick. We will meet again on the day Argus is liberated. Let me tell you a secret."

The Sculptor whispered:

"I am not the only grim reaper among the Eredar, but three! The wise hold power, the benevolent guide faith, and the brave protect all beings. The separation of powers, the trinity, this is our tradition!"

Don't stop them from heading towards death! Diakum.

Everything was destined; let us mourn their passing.

"I neither wanted to stop it nor was I able to stop it."

Diakum shook his head and said:
"I too shall ascend to the heavens, sit atop the sky, and guard the past while returning the present and the future to my people."

"Look, you too can become a harmless idol."

Sachil scoffed, but the watchman shook his head and said:

"Anyone who dares to treat me as a god and act recklessly will be judged by the holy light and punished by the shadows! The future that we, the ancients, have painstakingly created over 25,000 years is not meant for rats to roost in."

“If you persist in your ways, one day they will call you an ‘evil god’ and turn their weapons against you!”

The Sculptor says:

"Those who have already ascended to the heavens, those who have already become divine statues, should mind their own business!"
If God could control everything about people, there wouldn't be so much strife and turmoil in the world. What's the difference between your actions in trying to protect the future and the foolish act of the First Creator setting a destiny?
Seeing the gods rebel, don't repeat their mistakes. Otherwise, one day, your own 'eternal one' will come to punish you, this 'unjust god' who binds all beings."

Having said that, Sachiel used his still-not-so-skilled Firstborn Rune Teleportation to send himself away from the Holy Tomb, showing great patience with all the mysteries that existed there.

It knew that now was not the time to unveil these mysteries.

Only when Zaremotis collapses, when destiny is completely broken, and when the authority of the Firstborn is utterly shattered, will those hidden secrets be brought to light again.

Its final reminder did not elicit much of a response from Diakum.

The two had different views on these matters from the beginning, so there was no need for them to try to convince each other.

The moment Dick raised his hand, and his chord of all things came into contact with the voice of all things shrouded by Zaremotis, the Vigilant clearly sensed the disorder in this chord of all things.

Azshara has already begun her operation!

The Queen was incredibly efficient. She activated the Firstborn consoles everywhere, placing the noise into the harmonious melody. Once the noise reached a certain limit, Zaremotis would completely collapse.

The destruction process has been activated, the collapse of this sacred site is on a countdown, and it's time to finish the last thing.

Diakum shouldered the warhammer of the sun and strode toward the highest point of the Tomb of the Firstborn, toward the place where the Firstborn's grand blueprint was kept.

He wanted to be there, in the name of morality, duty, and perseverance, to complete his final showdown with another idealist who was also striving for righteousness.

Unfortunately.

Only one noble soul is destined to leave from there.

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"Noise has been implanted! The interference with the All-Encompassing Chords is progressing, and the estimated time for the Voice of All Things to be disrupted to collapse is one hour!"

On the control panel in the central sector of Zaremotis, the Twin Walker was reporting the progress to Azshara.

It wasn't just it that was busy; the Broker Scholars were all busy under the command of the Two Realms Walker. They were scattered to the corners of various existence controllers in Zaremotis, where they were carrying out a unified interference process.

These beings had already been assimilated by the Voice of All Things left behind in Zaremotis by the Firstborn and were beyond saving. However, after Azshara and her two companions deciphered the secrets of the Firstborn's cipher and formed their own Chord of All Things, the Two-World Walkers had a way to awaken them.

It gained knowledge of manipulating others from the Firstborn's cipher.

The Dual Realm Walker then used this knowledge to launch his first attempt, which was remarkably effective. The Spirit Scholars who had previously been assimilated into the chords of the First Birth were now all drawn into the Dual Realm Walker's chords.

They are still subject to assimilation under certain rules, but for now, the dual-realm walkers are the absolute core.

This completely unreasonable manipulation made even the dual-realm traveler feel "fear," as if it had become the villain in the story.

After all, "mind control" is a standard skill for major villains. Moreover, the assimilation of all things into the chords mastered by the dual-world traveler is no longer a minor trick like "mind control".

However, its report did not receive a response from Azshara.

The Queen was sitting on the stone throne behind the control panel in the central sector, holding her mechanical pet Pocopoque in her arms, deep in thought.

In her hand she held a book of Yuanzun language poems that she had personally recorded. These were the messages that Azshara had extracted from the Firstborn's cryptic texts when she played the Chord of All Things.

The content of this poem is played by the Voice of All Things that has always enveloped Zaremotis.

Azshara has already deciphered it.

The content isn't complicated, but some of it is beyond the realm of common sense.

"This 'seventh party'."

The Queen narrowed her eyes.

At this moment when Zaremotes was about to perish, she remained engrossed in studying the poems left behind by the First Ones, firmly believing that the truth of all things lay within them.

The problem now is that every reader has their own understanding of the same poem, so how should Azshara correctly understand this "creation poem" written in the language of the Primordial God?

"Why are you still slacking off here?"

Medivh's disgruntled voice echoed in Azshara's ears along with the chords of the ciphertext transmission, causing the queen to tilt her head back, blink, and ask:

"My magic prince, you've been in the Shadow Kingdom for quite some time now. What are your thoughts on the 'Seventh One'?"

"I think that's not a question that ordinary people should be concerned with."

Medivh sealed the victory with a single sentence, speaking earnestly to the Queen:

"If a seventh entity can truly be born beyond the six fundamental forces, do you believe that, besides our World Mother and our Supreme Star Soul, there are other souls in the material universe and the six realms capable of undertaking this great responsibility?"

So put down that meaningless book of creation poems in your hand.

All of this was arranged by the Firstborn!

Their so-called destiny weaving is not yet finished. Only after the Supreme Star Soul awakens and becomes the seventh being will the 'freedom' that all living beings yearn for truly arrive.

Yes, the birth of the 'Seventh One' signifies the end of the 'prophetic era' of the First Ones, although due to certain unforeseen factors, their prophecies have long been riddled with holes, and their so-called destiny has been dealt a heavy blow.

However, the seventh is the seventh.

That was a standard, an end point, and also a new beginning.

"Ah, I see."

Azshara nodded, closed the book of creation poems she had written, stood up, and placed the bored Pocopoque, which was shaking its hands, on her shoulder, which was adorned with delicate collarbones.

she says:

"So, what we should pursue is not replacing the 'seventh one,' but becoming the 'eighth one,' right?"

Only after the seventh entity breaks the balance of the six fundamental forces or creates a new balance will more people be able to ascend to godhood and advance through the ranks in a more free and inclusive cosmic system.

I am referring to the path to the true God.

Only then will the true era of cosmic prosperity arrive. But what about Diakum? Which path should my court advisor take?

“Dick’s path is not within our consideration, Your Majesty.”

Medivh shook his head and said:

"He could inherit or expand, but I guess he won't choose either. He won't choose to get involved more or leave more in this sea of ​​stars. He will only take what he deserves and then be happy with all the rewards."

I'm not just guessing; do you remember Dick's catchphrase?

He always said that he was a "passing-by warrior of light".

Azshara blinked.

Then, as if lost in thought, she reached out and brushed her long hair aside, and said softly:

"Could it be that Diakum's catchphrase is never a complaint, but just 'speaking the truth'? Is he really just 'passing by' rather than 'usurping' someone else's place?"
Ah, unbelievable.

Anser has given him everything he has, how could he possibly refuse?

"Then here's the problem."

The astral mage drew out his words and asked the queen:

"If someone insists on giving you something you don't need or want, would you refuse?"

(End of this chapter)