Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 774, Section 52: Under the Gates of the Highest Heaven
When the Watcher, shrouded in the shadow of the eclipse, attempted to open a rift to the Sea of ​​No Light under the radiance of the High Heaven, the violent backlash and fierce rejection he had imagined did not materialize.

Diakum clearly also sensed the subtle "acceptance".

It seems that the Void Will is not as resistant to its "rebellious son" as imagined, or perhaps, after a long period of time, the Sea of ​​Darkness has completed "self-persuasion" and reached a less conspicuous "temporary reconciliation" with him, the greatest "traitor" in the history of the Void faction.

Having learned to be "pragmatic" through repeated failures, the Sea of ​​Darkness opened its arms to him again, allowing his temporary return with an attitude that was neither welcoming nor rejecting.

The Vigilant breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the ever-growing rift before him, serenely suspended above the sacred platform of the highest heavens, reflecting the landscape of the void.

He dispersed his ethereal form, returned to the light, and turned around to "look" at the vast army of the High Heavens that had already assembled behind him.

Zera, in the form of a crystal naaru, hovered in the air. Her light spin brought with it a hymn, and under the splendid war hymn, the angels who had been constantly transformed during this time had formed a solemn array.

They are not numerous.

Because of the stringent standards of the "High Heavens' Selection," even with the cosmic war raging in Azeroth, the number of Holy Spirits of the People of Light who have been conscripted as angels has only barely exceeded five thousand in the past two weeks.

At this time, they were divided into five arrays according to their different responsibilities, each commanded by one of Diakum's five golden archangels.

The Vigilant's expedition to the Sea of ​​No Light, yet only taking five thousand angels from the High Heavens, is nothing short of a "high-stakes gamble," considering that the number of the Abyssal People in the Sea of ​​No Light is second only to the undead demons.

Well, now we might also need to add the undead that keep pouring out from the Shadowlands.

However, if we consider that these five thousand angels, like Diakum's "rainbow-fart archangels," possess true "immortal essences," and that each of them is connected to the radiance of the High Heavens and can draw power from the Holy Light without hindrance, then the punitive destruction that these five thousand angels can cause is quite considerable.

They were created by Archangel Graceia herself. As an Eternal One of the Shadow Kingdom, Graceia was very good at perfectly endowing individual angels with great power, allowing them to possess and mobilize the divine powers of the highest heavens.

Just as Bastion shaped the Kyrian, these angels themselves are part of the High Heavens' "foundation of existence".

Because of Diakum's personal creation and generous bestowal of the five golden archangels who served as the "blueprints" for angels, all angels born afterward possessed the various weakened talents of the five golden archangels.

It's important to know that the five golden archangels of the High Heavens, as Diakum's true "direct descendants," possess power levels strongly correlated with the Vigilant. They directly obtained combat power and skills from Diakum, and other angels modeled after them also possess such talents.

As the Lord of the High Heavens grows ever stronger, the angels of the High Heavens also continuously unlock new powers.

So, these aren't five thousand angels, they're clearly five thousand cheaters!

As the saying goes, Heaven burns eternally, and angels never perish. As the embodiment of the "Will of Holy Light" in this era, the angels of the High Heaven will surely write countless legends in the material universe and the six realms in the years to come.

But "high-quality manufacturing" brings more than just benefits.
"Because of Grace's 'craftsmanship,' these angels were sculpted to be too perfect! This caused each of them to consume unimaginable amounts of faith resources. Given the current scale of the High Heavens, creating five thousand angels is already the limit that the High Heavens can bear."

Diakum thought:

“Gracecia told me before that the number of angels had reached its limit before the High Heaven could complete the next round of reconstruction. According to her theory, the faith of all the People of Light in the Star Sea could currently allow the High Heaven to complete three more rounds of expansion.”

That means that when the expansion rate of the higher heavens reaches the current threshold, the number of angels will be fixed at around 30,000 for a long time.

Too little!
Even if every angel is an immortal spirit, and even if each of them could independently support a mortal war in the material world, 30,000 angels would be barely enough to cover the starry sea region where the People of Light currently reside.

The expansion of the Holy Light domain is destined to be a long and arduous process.

Under the radiant light of the High Heavens, for every bit the People of Light grow, the High Heavens expand as well.

It may take ten thousand years, or even longer, for the Holy Light to reach a level where it can independently combat fel energy.

"Yes, Anser's rekindling is necessary!"

The vigilant tells himself:
"Only when the sacred sun hangs high in the starry sky can the people of light grow stronger under its protection, and only when the symbol of 'the sun and moon shining together' endures in the Milky Way will the prosperity of the life force arrive."

These two are complementary.

No wonder Lady Elune dispatched the Moonlit Warrior to participate in this expedition; it wasn't just about protecting Anser and hoping for the sun to reignite, but also about the practical need for the flourishing of the Force of Life.

"You should issue a declaration of war, vigilant."

Archangel Grace, flapping her six fiery wings, landed beside Diakum and whispered:
"The path to the abyss has been opened, the angels in the light are poised to go, and the leaders of the People of Light are waiting. They should know the significance of this journey so that the warriors can unleash their full potential and strengthen their desire for victory when they fight in foreign lands."

We are an army of justice!

"Ah."

The vigilant nodded.

In the "Projection of All Worlds" created by Zera, a master who uses the power of faith, through the manipulation of the web of faith, the Vigilant calls upon the Holy Light, allowing himself to enter the form of the Sun's incarnation.

He seemed to transform into a ball of light filled with "hope" and "enthusiasm," as if melting his own body and projecting his will and soul into the light. All the people of light who were summoned throughout the entire star sea saw him at that moment.
No, Him!
Although the Vigilant always tries to appear in the form of a "human being," he must not hesitate to display his exaggerated and holy "divinity" when necessary.

Even though Diakum firmly believed in the power of human will to conquer nature, for ordinary mortals, following the angels into the Sea of ​​Light and igniting the ancient sun that had been dormant for countless ages was clearly beyond the capabilities of mortals.

In this starry sea where all sorts of supernatural forces truly exist, confirming that one is following a true god will obviously help warriors fight against those abyssal demons.

Sigh, we're all seasoned warriors of metaphysics, so under the premise of "adapting to local conditions," we still have to do the charlatan stuff.

The people of light are rejoicing!

The cheers rang out from every cluster of light, like nodes connecting "light veins" in the galaxy, where countless wills converged to create the magnificent "Sound of Holy Light".

The sound reached the heavens and descended to the deepest hell, forcing every living being capable of sensing the vibrations of the primal force to stand solemnly and listen intently.

Following the Shadowlands' magnificent debut in the material world, the Holy Light, which has never spoken in this way before, is also making its stance clear.

Wow, the start of this "New Star Ocean Season" is quite exciting.

"Children of Light! Lift up your heads and look up at the sky!"

Diakum's voice rang out in the multiverse projection.

Through the wondrous application of the power of faith, His voice could be understood and known by all the People of Light. Similarly, through the same wondrous application of the power of faith, Diakum's burning soul of light would automatically transform in the eyes of all the People of Light into the form they most desired to see and could most accept. This is "God's privilege."

"Beauty" is not a unified concept in this sea of ​​stars or in all seas of stars, because all life has its own understanding of "beauty".

Apart from beings like Azshara who possess extraordinary talents, only higher beings who transcend the concept of "mortal" can use their unique divinity to conform to the image of "god" in the minds of all believers.

This is even a "passive talent".

Lady Elune is adept at handling this, just as the Night Elf Priests of the Moon claim that Lady Elune is the most beautiful image of a Night Elf, but the other Moon People clearly retain the right to refute this claim.

"The sun in your eyes is going out, and the light that protects all things is dimmed by the darkness and blindness of the people of the abyss. The evil spirits living in the sea of ​​no light long to extinguish the sun and spread the eternal night of the eclipse across the starry sea!"
They want to extinguish the light in the hearts of all living beings, blind your eyes, tarnish your souls, weaken your will, and wither your bodies.

They want to spread the corruption of the void across the stars like a plague, destroying wisdom and promoting folly.

They will weave a web to devour hope, and you will be the blood food to be served. It is an impending catastrophe from which no life can escape.

But the People of Light will not allow such a future to happen!
Not only because our faith requires us to protect the sun, but also because the will of the People of Light does not allow us to succumb to the roaring darkness, the morality of the People of Light does not allow the order we see to be so desecrated, and the zeal of the People of Light does not allow us to turn a blind eye to the impending disaster.

Therefore, we raise our banners today and march into the Sea of ​​No Light!

We must issue a righteous condemnation to those evil spirits that yearn to bring darkness, and we must wield our scorching blades against those abyssal people who devour hope.

We must use our own hands and a will as powerful as flames to ignite our sun, so that it may dispel the darkness and burn with eternal light.

People of Light, rejoice, for a legend to be forged today, and you are the ones who will be legends.

People of Light, roar! Raise our banners and step into the abyss to terrify the evil, laying the foundation for the great cause of Huijin.

People of Light!

Shout out your faith, follow me!

Diakum waved his hand, letting his "Ashbringer" blessing fall through the net of faith. In that instant, the entire star sea seemed to be ignited, following the primordial light that Anser had personally thrown during the Great Order of Light and Darkness, leaving behind a trail of light across the star sea. All the settlements of the People of Light were empowered at this moment.

The leaders raised various weapons, while the People of Light rose to their feet with cheers, raising their golden battle banners in praise of the Holy Light.

Rifts leading to the Sea of ​​No Light opened before them. It was not merely the opening of the gates of hell; the fervent light of the sun enveloped the rifts, like a suppression or a call to a great cause.

It seemed that a giant, golden figure was standing before the rift, guiding them on their way.

So the leaders and warriors rushed forward with fervor, leading their troops to the battlefield of the blazing sun amidst the cheers and prayers of the masses. Those of the Light who were not chosen were not disappointed.

This is because the holy war against the void does not necessarily have to erupt in the Sea of ​​No Light. This sea of ​​stars is filled with evil spirits that the Sea of ​​No Light has cast into the material world over countless years.

It's not just Azeroth that has the Old Gods, nor is it only Azeroth that has Void cultists; this is a universal problem that spans the entire cosmos.

Therefore, as the most powerful People of Light follow their Holy Spirits to the battlefields of the Abyss, the other People of Light will also set out from their respective settlements to launch a holy war that will burn the darkness to ashes against those Void Thieves who swagger in the material world.

The Lord of Dawn has bestowed upon all the People of Light the blessing of war and divine armor!
Today, all the People of Light are "Ashesbringers".

The Void Thieves hiding in the darkness were now living in constant fear. They had also heard the Vigilantes' holy war speech, and they knew that it meant the arrival of a star-scale "witch hunt".

In fact, the interstellar war against demons had already begun when Zera issued the call for the "Sun Expedition," with the most fanatical Holy Light Universe launching a war against the Void forces' stronghold in the Material Star Sea, the "Dark Light Universe."

The People of Light have not given up fighting the fel demons, but at least during this period, the Void Thieves have become their primary target.

But demons, don't be happy!
The absence of resistance from the People of Light is not necessarily a good thing, after all, the army of the dead has already drawn its sword against them, hasn't it?

The conflict of the Forces has entered a new phase; one-way confrontation is outdated.

As Diakum stepped into the Sea of ​​No Light amidst the blazing sun, the Shadow Chasers awaited his arrival on the shattered archipelago. The instant the Watcher's burning feet touched the Sea of ​​No Light, the Chaos Sea, shrouded in twilight, surged with terrifying waves.

Amidst the surging black tide, countless abyssal beings roared.

Even without the Void Lords' call, the Void Will had already commanded them to rise up and meet the enemy.

They rode the black tide toward the place where the Vigilant stood, but amidst the low, storm-like hum, the howling of the Overlord and the roar of the Queen of Blades, the Shadow Chaser swarm, victorious from the Twisting Nether, also rose from the Abyss.

Hundreds of Leviathans, the Insect Saints, emerged from the twilight, their Void tentacles swaying, while the insect eggs that had already been planted hatched at the call of the Great Cycle.

Tens of thousands of Swarm Lords and Swarm Warriors flapped their elytra as the Elder Swarm Lords personally donned their armor and stepped into the front lines of war, while the King Swarm Lords surged across the sea, causing the Holy Bell to resonate and unleash a black and white tide of destruction. In the instant the Vigilant raised its left hand to gather the Sun Fist and slam it down, countless Gates of Light emerged in the pale twilight.

The leaders of the People of Light, holding weapons and carrying battle flags and sacred relics, stepped into the destined battlefield throughout the entire material star sea.

These diverse children of light, whose appearances were not even uniform, were not frightened. On the contrary, they fervently and enthusiastically shouted the name of Heaven, and at their call, the golden gates of the High Heaven roared open.

Above the clouds, as the Dawn Overlord Kazzak sounded the battle horn, countless angels emerged from the light and rushed towards the surging tide of darkness.

The battle between light and darkness has never been so clear and glorious.

"record it."

Diakum said to Kael'thas, who was trembling beside him:
“Use your supreme artistic brushstrokes to record this scene, Sun Chaser. This painting, which records the ‘Battle of Heaven,’ shall be hung high in the hall of the highest heaven, to tell future generations of people of light about our glorious achievement of igniting the sun with our own hands.”

"The War of Heaven?"

Kael'thas gripped Flame Strike and whispered:
"A holy war waged in the name of Heaven?"

"No!"

The Vigilante called out, and amidst Yrel's cheers, the Ashbringer she carried whistled back into a golden meteor and returned to Deckard's hand. The Vigilante turned to Kael'thas and said softly:
"A just war to build a true paradise with the hands of the people of light."

(End of this chapter)