Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 741, Section 19: Infinite Possibilities are the Only Truth the Universe Should Possess.
When Diakum dissipated the eclipse, all that remained of the Creator's grand blueprint was a metallic wreckage devoid of all divinity. All the brilliance had been extinguished on Zovar's bones, kneeling before this grand vision like a dark stone sculpture.

It stands with its back to the Creator's grand plan, like the last stubbornness of a loser.

The Watcher had no intention of collecting its remains. When the entire Zaremotis perished in the collapse of the harmony of all things, the Warden's remains would naturally transform into the most primordial cosmic phasus along with the demise of its birthplace.

However, the warden is actually a pretty good person.

It left, but left its weapons behind.

Diakum kept the Primal Arbiter's warhammer, with its exaggerated design and hidden power, and the Zovastam Annihilation scythe, which was so sharp it could shatter reality, as spoils of war. Although he no longer needed these things after obtaining the glass sword made by the Lord of War.

Diakum is considering setting up an armory in the High Heavens to store these true cosmic artifacts and record the "glorious deeds" of this Warrior of Light.

Of course, what Diakum cherished even more than the two weapons were the scattered "Chains of Domination" beside the Warden's remains.

Although they have lost their once domineering and brutal brilliance with the fall of their users, the warden was once the holder of the power of domination, and his fall means that this obscure and powerful path of death has lost its master.

Another gateway to the highest path has been opened.

Most importantly, the Warden's inability to defeat Diakum is not a problem with the Power of Domination, but merely an inherent problem of the Eternals' insufficient strength, a condition they were born with. The future of this path is very bright, but due to the special nature of the Power of Domination, one must obtain a sample of the Chain of Domination to study this power.

Azshara possesses a piece of the Chain of Domination, which the Queen seems quite interested in.

However, all the remaining "genuine" Chains of Domination were already in Diakum's hands at this time. Of course, the Vigilant would not abandon his path of light and shadow to comprehend this power of death, but this did not prevent his "collecting addiction" from acting up, and he also brought these "limited edition samples" of the Chains of Domination back to the Sacred Armory of the High Heavens.

Hmm, who knows, in the future they might come up with some classic plot where "a genius of death breaks into the highest heavens to fight against the immortal Holy Light and seek to rule and inherit the throne."

Hmm, how come it feels somewhat epic?

"I must be incredibly bored, but if in the future some guy actually shouts 'Don't underestimate a young man' in front of me, I will definitely offer him the Chain of Domination with both hands and bless him."

Diakum carefully put away the rare sample of the Chain of Domination, then turned around and looked behind him, making a self-deprecating remark, at the magnificent blueprint that, although extinguished, still maintained a wondrous resonance with the energy points in the Sea of ​​Matter because the "link had been established" due to its previous activation.

He could now clearly sense discordant noises in the "chords of all things" enveloping Zaremotis. These noises were becoming increasingly noticeable and were beginning to disrupt the harmonious resonance of the land.

This is Azshara and her assistants acting according to plan.

Based on the current intensity of chordal interference, Zaremotis will begin to collapse due to the chaos of chordal resonance in at most fifteen minutes.

It's like a time bomb that's already started its countdown and can no longer be stopped.

Diakum has very little time left to destroy the Tomb of the Firstborn and this grand blueprint before him. If he cannot finish everything here before the collapse of Zaremotis, then given the sturdiness of the Tomb of the Firstborn, even if this plane, which the Firstborn use as a "primitive database," collapses, the building will survive the cosmic turbulence.

You may doubt the thoughts of the Firstborn and their mental state, but you must never doubt their abilities.

Destroying this building, which has existed for countless eras, is actually quite simple. If it possesses the great power to "reshape reality," then simply guiding this power to cover the Tomb of the Firstborn would be enough to raze it to the ground.

Diakum doesn't even need to activate it!

If it is thrown into chaos, an uncontrollable explosion could turn the sacred site of the Firstborn into the final ruins to bury its secrets.

This was his original plan.

At this moment, Dick stepped into this platform that reshaped reality and stood around the energy wells that connected to the material universe.

He sensed the power of these energy wells. Although it was obscure, the familiar feeling Dick had when the warden activated it earlier told him that almost every energy well here was connected to a "central world" of a material universe.

They are scattered across different regions of the starry sea, like "support points" left by the First Creators in the material universe. The Creators, through wondrous techniques that Dick could not comprehend, connected these support points together to form a special structure that could directly pry open the material universe and the six realms.

Each of these connected worlds was created by the First Creator. They may not be fortunate enough to bear a Star Soul, but each of them definitely possesses the necessary conditions for "the birth of a Star Soul".

It's just like.
"A petri dish for Star Souls!"

The thought crossed Diakum's mind, and he concluded that his guess was most likely true.

The First Creators created those world celestial bodies capable of bearing star souls, and then implanted them into the sea of ​​matter, hoping that after the great order of light and darkness was established, the natural evolution of the universe would bring them one miracle after another.

From this perspective, it is sufficient to prove that all star souls are not actually cosmic entities that emerged from the natural evolution of the material universe.

Their appearance is the "result" rather than the "process" of the First Creators exerting influence on the material star sea. Even the all-powerful First Creators cannot guarantee that a star soul will be born in each of these "petries".

As Diakum could see, less than one-tenth of the worlds that had given birth to Star Souls were in the energy wells above this platform, including worlds like Azeroth and Argus that Diakum was very familiar with.

Including the two of them, there are currently no more than seven Star Souls existing simultaneously in the material star sea. However, the "Star Soul Experiment" of the Firstborn is far from over. The fact that no one has been born yet does not mean that there will be no opportunity in the future.

While the chances of such "adventures" as those in Draenor are negligible, as long as the matter-filled star system continues to evolve, one day these worlds will give birth to their own miracles.

Each Star Soul will choose to draw upon its own Force. In other words, under normal circumstances, once the incubation dishes of the Creators are activated, the "Pantheon" of each of the six Forces will be created as scheduled.

While the numbers may vary, it is enough to ensure that every Force has a "child of the Firstborn".

"Ultimately, the material universe and the six realms will all develop according to the will of the First Ones in this continuous 'growth of power'—yes, they have changed their method!"
After realizing the failure of the Shadowlands' system of destiny, the creators learned a painful lesson and adopted a more 'free' way to influence everything they created.

The forceful, overt shaping has been transformed into a subtle, gradual arrangement.

Diakum sighed and said:
"And we, the individuals living in the material universe, after glimpsing the truth, should be grateful for their benevolence, because no matter what, they have indeed returned the right of choice to all living beings."

Examples include the connection between the Eredar and the Lord of Argus, the connection between the World-Child of Azeroth and the Supreme Star-Soul, and the connection between the Voidlings and the Ruthless.

When all beings are kind, the gods will be kind, and the future will be fulfilling.

When all living beings are cruel, the gods will be cruel, and the future will be fraught with hardship.

we
We, these insignificant ants in the vast cosmos, will shape our own future and the future of all things in the cosmos with our own hands and every decision we make within this 'dynamic system'.

If this is a 'social experiment' that lasts for countless cosmic eras, then I can only say that you guys are something else!

God
This is more like what a deity should look like.

"Look at the mess you've made in the Shadowlands, even I, a passing Warrior of Light, can't be bothered to comment."

The vigilant walked to the cosmic energy well at the center of the grand blueprint. He looked down but saw nothing, so he asked:

"Lord of Azeroth, are you there?"

“I was already listening when you started analyzing the Firstborn’s conspiracy.”

The Supreme Star Soul's response carried a mix of emotion and displeasure; He said:
"I won't ask you why you threw this 'troublemaker' into my world. Consider it repaying a huge favor. I'll temporarily take this bald guy in here, but he can never become a part of this world."

I hate Him!

He wants to extract my power to reshape reality, but tragically, He doesn't even understand that what He wants to create can't be called 'perfect' at all.

He merely shaped a chaotic yet hopeful reality into a tyrannical power structure, and I do not believe that such a cosmic system can give birth to anything good or beautiful.

However, your analysis makes a lot of sense. Diakum, can you sense the 'anomalies' in those worlds from the second, seventh, and ninth energy wells on your left, and the sixth and eighth energy wells on your right?

"Of course, I don't even need to look at it."

The vigilant replied:

"Those are worlds that have already given birth to star souls. They are the worlds where the Titans of the Pantheon once slept. Several have been destroyed, but the remnants of cosmic light allow the civilizations within them to continue to survive."

It seems that Sargeras may also know about the Firstborn.

He may not know everything, but He is certainly aware of the complex connection between the existence of these worlds and the Star Soul and Titans.

He tried to destroy them, but was not able to do so completely, perhaps because the Zare devices left by the Firstborn in other realms were still functioning.

Destroying this place is just the beginning. We need to find those places and destroy the remaining Firstborn Sanctuaries that can influence the Material Star Sea one by one before we can free you and your brothers and sisters from this system.

In my opinion, the existence of this system itself is not a problem.

It is dynamic, capable of responding to external reactions, and possesses a high degree of freedom. The early adopters have clearly learned from their mistakes and have not imposed overly rigid constraints.

“But they retain the power to reshape reality, Diakum.”

The Supreme Star Soul said with great dissatisfaction:
“If you weren’t here today, the warden would have drained me dry long ago! In my opinion, guys like Zovar are a bunch of ignorant scoundrels.”

If these places continue to exist, sooner or later there will be a second, or even a third, Zovar doing the same dangerous thing.

I can accept the 'fish-breeding pond' set up by the Firstborn, but I cannot accept that the devices for destroying this pond are left unattended, especially since there are several of them.

I have to think about my brothers and sisters, if we are of the same ethnicity.

Oh, right, this place connects to all the Star Souls, so it's not just me here, Argus is here too, and even Kalecgos is here, but Kalecgos is too weak; it's still in critical condition.

"Are you sure that the one here is Lord Argus, and not Sargeras's carefully cultivated 'Destroyer'?"

Diakum raised a question.

他 说:

“If it were Lord Argus, he would have spoken to us by now. He would have relayed our conversation to Sargeras if he had been listening in. But it doesn’t matter. I never intended to keep it from the Dark Titan anyway.”

I just hope that Sargeras, as the master of fel energy, can find and destroy the 'Zar'rei Sanctuary' in the Twisting Nether before he comes to kill me.

"Aren't you afraid that He will use the fel energy Zare to reshape reality?"

Azeroth screamed:
"Don't do that! Don't put all your eggs in one basket by relying on the enemy's stupidity, especially one as extreme as Sargeras."

"He won't."

Diakum glanced at the energy wells of Argus and said:
"If He were a true God of the universe who liked to take 'shortcuts,' there would be no large-scale disaster like the Burning Crusade that was 'rooted in the grassroots.'"

Sargeras may be a thug, but he has his own style of doing things.

Believe me, He will destroy the Fel Energy Zarre Holy Land!

He has even changed his course and direction toward Azeroth, turning instead to search for the location of the fel energy Zare.

Sargeras always had a clear head when it came to such truly important matters.

As for where the sun god Anser crashed, I have a rough guess, but let's leave that for later. Supreme Star Soul, I need your help.

He stretched out his hand, just as the warden had done before, and called out to Azeroth:

"I need your power to reactivate the Creator's grand blueprint. I need to unleash the power to reshape reality and utterly shatter the existence here. This may be the only way to destroy the grand blueprint."

"it is good!"

Ai-chan is decisive when it comes to big things.

At Diakum's call, her cosmic energy rapidly erupted from the cosmic energy well, and with her at its core, other cosmic nodes were also illuminated once more.

When the vigilant reached inside, he clearly "touched" that power.

Like an ancient "wish-granting machine," it can grant the Vigilant's wish simply by having Diakum speak it. If it can even accomplish something as absurd as reshaping the reality system of the entire universe, then this power can indeed be called "omnipotent."

To be honest, Dick was somewhat tempted at that moment.

Even Ai-chan whispered:
"While I don't think it's a good thing for someone to reshape reality, if it were you, Diakum, I believe the order you desire would be far better than the current chaotic reality."

Therefore, if you feel that the current system really needs to be restructured, then I will support you.

I believe Argus and Kalecgos will also support you; after all, you saved the lives of the three of us siblings.

"No!"

Dick replied:
"This is not how I achieve my ideals. If I wanted to collect all seven Dragon Balls to wish for world peace, why did I embark on this path in the first place?"

Take the shortcut.
This is not the morality of the Holy Light!
So let this force that shouldn't exist perish.

He withdrew his finger without hesitation.

Almost instantly, the power of reality reshaping that had been activated before them erupted uncontrollably, which was the effect of the latent consciousness of Azeroth and the other planet souls as the "energy source".

They did not want themselves and the starry sea to be manipulated by such a force.

Diakum recited a verse, then turned away from the power and its temptations, leaving the crumbling Temple of the Firstborn.

Whether it was a misperception or not, the moment Dick stepped out the door amidst the backdrop of everything collapsing, he vaguely heard applause and cheers from a group of people.

"here you go!"

"You didn't lose face!"

"As expected of you. Holy crap, you destroyed such a great 'wishing machine' just like that! You should have at least hesitated a bit to show your respect for the power!"

"Shut up! All of you shut up, he's looking over here!"

Amidst the chaotic noise, the vigilant turned his head in confusion, only to be met with the continuously collapsing Temple of Creation. He dismissed it as a hallucination and then disappeared into the Holy Tomb, where yellow sand was now billowing everywhere.

The work here is done.

It's time to go home.

(End of this chapter)