Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 755, Section 33: From this day forward, I will sit high above the heavens.
The intensity of wars outside of Azeroth is in no way inferior to the frenzied conflicts within the world.

The Argus Restoration Army fleet, the Illidari hunters, and the Consortium's defensive ships have now joined forces and, under the command of Admiral Sphrax, are engaged in a deep-space battle against Kil'jaeden's demon fleet in the central region of Azeroth.

Both sides had reasons for not backing down, and their burning sense of morality turned this sea of ​​stars into the most brutal battlefield.

Every few minutes, warships would collapse and explode, the Holy Light Arbiters and Fel Cannons would clash, and the brutal Lightforged torpedoes and Demonic Cannons would clash against each other. Lightforged warriors and demons would board the ships amidst a hail of bullets. All of this was intertwined, destined to create the infamous "Warship Graveyard" of the Star Sea.

However, just like the situation in the world, Kil'jaeden mobilized the power of the entire Twisting Nether to press forward, which directly resulted in the demon fleet having an almost irresistible numerical advantage.

Fleet battles, a unique mode of warfare that requires calmness and technical skill, make it difficult for individuals to "explode." Faced with a vastly superior number of demon starships, Sphrax racked his brains trying to hold them back, but still could not stop the demons' swarm advance.

Before heading to the battlefield, Kil'jaeden gave orders to the demon fleet, forbidding the demon captains from playing any tricks with the Lightforged. The demons were no match for the ancient Eredar in terms of thinking ability and tactics, so they were to carry out this interstellar war in the most rigid way.

As it turned out, the conquerors' strategy was correct.

There are enough Demon Starships to sustain them; trading several Hunter Ships for a single Lightforged Fleet warship can easily bring the enemy to their knees.

But the defenders couldn't withstand this most idiotic yet unsolvable tactic.

But they have to stall for time.

How long will it take for the main fleet of the Holy Light Legion to arrive?

Seeing yet another Naaru starship pierced by a barrage of demonic bullets, disintegrating into scattered streaks of light in the blinding explosion, Admiral Sphrax, his eyes bloodshot, hoarsely asked his adjutant beside him:

"We're about to collapse, can they still speed things up?"

"Thirty minutes. It will take at least thirty minutes for them to cross the last jump point in the Proxima Centauri system."

The adjutant, also looking haggard, nervously wagged his tail and replied in a low voice:
"But I don't think Kil'jaeden will let them come so easily. I suspect that there is probably another demon fleet lying in ambush on the edge of the Azeroth star system right now. After our main fleet jumps over, it will likely plunge headlong into the demons' encirclement."

The Conquerors brought over almost all of the Burning Legion's main fleets scattered across various star sectors.

It has a huge appetite!
Not only do they intend to devour Azeroth, but they also plan to completely annihilate the Legion of Light's fleet here.

"boom"

Sphrax slammed his fist on the armrest of his command chair.

She could hardly bear the risk of the Holy Light Fleet being destroyed here, especially since that fleet also carried the last Titan soul, Eonar, who was a vital force for the restoration of Argus.

Given the current situation, perhaps she should send a message to the main fleet to temporarily avoid a direct confrontation?
But that would mean that their already exhausted and heavily manpower-depleted fleet would have to fight this imposing demonic fleet to the last ship.

They are unlikely to win.
However, before Sphlac could make a difficult decision, her flagship Star Radar detected a very unusual phase space rhythm.

The phase is collapsing, and at a very fast speed!
Just as Admiral Sphrax raised his head, a colossal figure suddenly appeared behind the demon fleet that was rapidly advancing with its numerical advantage.

Without warning, the phase collapse tore apart the demon fleet's formation. By the time the massive Dimensius struggled to climb out of the phase collapse, the bewildered demons had no chance to react. In an instant, one-tenth of the warships were swept into the "black hole" of the Devourer of Worlds.

The Devourer of All Realms appears to be extremely hungry.

Within a short time of emerging from the phase collapse, it deployed a gravitational field, grabbing the demon starships that couldn't quickly transition and throwing them into its dim body.

It looks just like a grumpy, unruly child wreaking havoc in a pile of toys.

The sudden appearance of this terrifying object startled Ms. Sphrax and all the commanders on the battlefield, but she quickly realized it wasn't a bad thing.

The appearance of Dimensius halted the demon fleet's offensive and freed the Starship Admiral from having to choose between two difficult options.

"How did it become like this!"

A warship commander standing next to the admiral exclaimed:
"Why is Dimensius in this form? What's with all that ashes surrounding his body? I've never heard of Dimensius in this form before!"

The commander is absolutely right.

The reappearing Dimensius no longer possessed the arrogance and terror it displayed when it first appeared in Draenor. It still had a massive body comparable to a planet, but this energy form, sculpted from the Sea of ​​No Light, now resembled cracked "black glass."

Those cosmic energy flows ceased to flow altogether, instead solidifying into a solidified entity, like a monster composed entirely of black crystal.

Some malevolent and ferocious force drained the creature's "fluidity," causing a terrifying change in Dimensius's basic form. But even more striking was the thick black ash that swirled around the Devourer of Worlds's crystal body.

Like some kind of "parasite," every time Dimensius swung his claws, cold ashes scattered everywhere.

From a distance, it looks as if this "Starry Sea God's Abomination" is disintegrating into ashes.

It kept whimpering, its rhythm devoid of any energy, leaving only a beast-like roar. It was clearly in great pain, much like a fish thrown into the sunlight, struggling in a mud pit.

"Look at that solar eclipse."

Sphellax rubbed her temples wearily and said to the others:
"That faintly visible eclipse shrouded the Devourer of All Realms. It failed to tame that great power and was instead assimilated by it. Dimensius is going to die! Even from this distance, I can feel its decay and weakness, like a withered person on the verge of death."

This was the last time this terrifying 'Starsea Legend' appeared; it devoured those demonic starships merely to prolong its final moments.

"buzz"

A beam of light shot out from the celestial body like a blinding meteor, streaking across the brutal battlefield of warships at supersonic speed.

To the astonishment of the Lightforged, it shot towards the dying Dimensius and then disappeared into the darkness surrounding the Devourer of Worlds.

"That is?"

Ms. Sphellax abruptly stood up from her chair.

Then, a look of ecstatic joy, as if all pressure had been lifted from her face, appeared on her face. She waved her arms and shouted:
"Send orders to our fleet and our allies: The Watchers have returned! Our Lord of Dawn has returned, and the key to victory is in our hands. Fleet, turn and prepare to counterattack!"

Send a message to the main fleet of the Holy Light Legion, telling them to keep moving forward and not to be afraid!
We will meet them outside the demons' encirclement!
Today, we must crush the Burning Legion's most powerful demonic fleet in this vast expanse of space. From then on, the path to reconquest will be unobstructed. Kil'jaeden brought them here to devour us, but also so that we might devour them!
conqueror.
"Sigh, you really went to great lengths."

Meanwhile, inside Dimensius's black hole stomach.

Diakum, who plunged in as a spirit, levitated in place.

He gazed at this black hole's stomach, a place that could devour stars. It had once been a dim river of light, dotted with starlight, filled with a mysterious and cruel magnificence, like a true cosmic wonder.

However, this place has now "withered".

Gone are the starry seas that represent the "victims," ​​gone is the exaggerated cosmic energy, and gone is the overwhelming pressure of digestion.

Dimensius's inner self was already "rotten".

This is a more real decay than its terrible exterior, like a thug who has been devoured from the inside out, leaving only a still hideous shell, which can no longer frighten a true warrior.

The immense power of the eclipse assimilated Dimensius, signifying the failure of the Devourer of All Realms' attempt to possess him. This assimilation manifested itself more realistically before Diakum's eyes; this black hole-like stomach had become a "symbolic representation" of the eclipse, strikingly similar to the dark swamp Diakum had seen countless times before.

Countless "ash statues" that sacrificed themselves for the eclipse and ignited themselves stand quietly, like a desolate graveyard under the eternal night, and Diakum's body walks among them.

He walked steadily, surrounded by shattered crystal fragments, holding the Heart of Zera in his hands like a dimly lit lamp, like a gravedigger among the ashes.

He is the only source of light here, like a mourner guiding the souls of those pioneers who tried to ignite the sun back home.

With each step he took, light shone from the "crystal star ring" around him, only to dim with each subsequent step. The darkness that could not be illuminated here, like the hem of his cloak, transformed into Diakum's cloak of shadow, allowing him to maintain an eternal connection with this eternal night.

This scene made Diakum himself feel that he was filled with some kind of indescribable "divinity", like a lamplighter moving forward alone in the darkness, or a pioneer wandering in the darkness of dawn.

"I am back."

The spirit of the vigilant calls upon its divine body.

The latter seemed not to hear, and persistently completed its final tour of the "eclipse graveyard" before changing direction and walking towards the location of its spirit.

"Thanks a lot."

Dick said to himself.

The perfectly fused body of the blazing sun did not answer.

It is just a body without self-awareness. In fact, if the other party suddenly says "Serve the Holy Light" in this situation, Diakum should immediately start preparing to "slay the demon".

That means that some "dirty thing" took advantage of the moment when your soul left your body to usurp your place.

However, given the immense power of the Sun and the Eclipse, even someone as unrestrained as Dimensius couldn't withstand it. It's likely that no "cosmic ghost" in the Star Sea would dare to try and seize the Holy Remains.

Diakum, who was hovering in place, stretched out his left hand, and the approaching Sun God also raised his left hand.

The moment their fingertips touched, like the instant a world-famous painting was completed, a dazzling sun rose within Dimensius's body, and the "crystal ring" surrounding Diakum's body was fully illuminated, like a galaxy spinning and scattering.

The Devourer of All Realms let out its final, desperate roar, but it was too late.

The radiant energy emanating from its stomach easily tore apart its long-decayed body, and the ejected crystal fragments, like fragments of the sun, instantly sliced ​​and shattered it into millions of pieces.

Dimensius was still struggling.

It roared, yearning to reassemble itself, but the ultimate power from the Taotie Path was no longer willing to play along with this "loser".

Thus, under the horrified gazes of the other onlookers, an uncontrollable "black hole" burst forth from Dimensius's abdomen, cruelly swallowing Dimensius's body as if it were "self-devouring".

It's as if the Devourer of All Realms' enormous stomach has gone out of control. Unable to find anything else to eat, it has begun to digest itself!
Dimensius's torso was being brutally chewed up, and its planetary body was being dragged into the black hole. Its shattered upper body was still struggling, trying to use its antimatter claws to grab two broken starships, but it was dragged into the re-formed core of the Taotie along with the starships.

The process sounds long, but it actually only takes a few seconds.

Sphrax watched as Dimensius "devoured himself," and then saw a ray of light ignite from the sea of ​​stars, with the Watcher hovering in the desolate star graveyard in a gesture of "praising the sun."

His light was not released cruelly and heavily, but merely maintained as a fluorescent glow illuminating the darkness.

Those beautiful and mysterious crystal rings rotated slowly, circling the Watcher in this deep space, creating a melody like the harmony of all things.

Surrounded by starlight, Diakum reached out and summoned the black hole that had swallowed Dimensius to fall. The enormous object shrank continuously until it obediently landed in Diakum's right hand as if it were an "observation sphere".

With Dimensius dead, the path of the Devourer must naturally be inherited by the Vigilant.

This black sphere, symbolizing the immense power of gluttony, is Diakum's crown as the "Star Ocean Glutton".

Of course, he wouldn't actually put the thing on his head.

This is a black hole!
The concept of mimicry is the essence of power left behind after Dimensius's self-collapse; it can be the most dangerous weapon in the starry sea without even needing to be given the form of a weapon.

But the Vigilant's left hand still held Zera's Heart of Light. The irregular crystal, receiving the Vigilant's holy light, also transformed into a ball of light like a small sun in a short time.

Now we have both black and white balls!

When will the Vigilant perform a "black and white ball combination" for us and then shout "Unstoppable"?

Kidding.

He certainly wouldn't do that; the Gluttonous Black Hole and the Heart of the Sun also have their proper uses.

The Vigilant released his hands, letting the black and white spheres spin around him. He glanced back at the retreating demon fleet on the Star Sea battlefield, shrugged, reached out and gripped the "Crystal Star Ring" that was also spinning around him, flicking it outwards like a whip.

The scattered fragments of the sun were like a meteor shower in the Milky Way. The scattered crystal fragments transformed into scorching "fists of heaven," sweeping across the area of ​​the demon starship and creating a catastrophic solar strike that wiped out the entire force in an instant.

"The six fundamental forces must stand tall in Azeroth today, the fel energy that has wreaked havoc for countless ages must be punished, and the Holy Light has granted you the honor of participating in this war."

Diakum's gentle voice rang in Ms. Sphlac's ear, saying:

"Go ahead and bring them here."

"As ordered!"

Sphrax snapped to attention and gave a military salute. Just as she was about to order the fleet to warp to the outer reaches of the star system to pick up the main fleet, the Vigilant reached out and "pressed" down in their direction.

The phase is beginning to collapse on a massive scale!

It was like a replay of the scene when Dimensius made his appearance, but this time it was Diakum who used this method to create a "wormhole" that the fleet could pass through quickly.

Phase collapse is like a tunnel, throwing starship after starship into it, causing them to instantly traverse the vast expanse of space and appear on the battlefield at the edge of the star field where the fighting has already begun.

This scene was nothing short of miraculous.
Do not!
This is a genuine "miracle"!
Although Ms. Sphlacs could not determine the current rank of the Vigilant who had completed "Holy Sun Rebirth," it was clear that his skillful application was not something an ordinary lesser god could accomplish.

Could it be a true god?

The thought flashed through Admiral Lightforged's mind for a moment, but she couldn't find an answer. When the phase collapse ended, she had already arrived at the edge of the star field. When she looked up, she saw the Storm Fortress flagship, which was guarded in the center by the Holy Light Fleet.

The vision of the Titan's Soul stands atop the starship, waving its staff and helping the besieged fleet gain both the blessing of life and arcane power.

Hmm, Ms. Ional looks quite energetic.

Great.

She clearly doesn't need to rest to contribute to the restoration of the Eredar people.

(End of this chapter)