Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 784, Section 62: The Daily Life of the Supreme Lord of Heaven - Working alongside those of high moral character is truly a wonderful experience!

Draenor is very peaceful today, and the recovery of Nagrand is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Some young orcs rode dire wolves, following the shamans across the land where the ice had just melted, to sow new seeds so that the grasslands would flourish in the coming year. In the air, some crowmen flew about.

Those were the children of Tongtian Peak herding Kali birds.

Because the area also suffered a fatal blow from the low temperatures, the population of Kali birds also experienced a severe decline. Therefore, now that the sun is shining again and everything is growing, all the crow people must get busy and try to restore the bird population of Tongtian Peak as soon as possible.

The crow people hatch from the eggs of the Kali birds, so the number of Kali birds directly determines the size of the crow people's population, which is the top priority currently being taken care of by the Claw King.

Oh, Lord Terokk of the Claws was severely injured while fighting demons, and even his Lightforged Body couldn't heal the wound. As a result, Lord Terokk of the Claws can only stay at Skyreach now and deal with internal affairs. Some well-informed orcs have already been spreading rumors that Princess Lacey may officially ascend the throne as Queen of the Claws in a few years.

Outside the orc town of Garadar, Lake Skysong remained sealed off, much to the disappointment of a group of Eredar who had come there to relax.

But there is nothing we can do about it.

Previously, the remains of a Void God fell into Skysong Lake. When everything was frozen, the thing showed no signs of trouble. Now that the ice has melted, how to deal with the remains of the Void God has become a headache for all the shamans and elemental lords of Draenor.

They need to get this thing sorted out as soon as possible!
Otherwise, it could very well affect the revival of Kalecgos, who is currently slumbering in the heart of Draenor.

After all, the lessons of Azeroth are there for all to see, and no one wants to see Draenor also have its own "Old Gods".

While the people of Draenor should learn everything from Azeroth, there's really no need to present the Old Gods for evaluation. Of course, the orc shamans have already received invaluable assistance.

The Void Warlocks under the Twinworld Walker's command are migrating here in starships, waiting for the Void Clan to arrive in Draenor and settle here. After that, the Twinworld Walker will personally step in to eliminate this Void scourge for Draenor.

Everything was moving in a positive direction, and the orcs of Galadar would wake up every day with a sense of wonder, as if the demon invasion that had ended just twenty days ago was something from hundreds of years ago.

Sigh, I just hope that such a disaster will never happen again.

The orcs lost a third of their population in that war, and even with the blessing of the Tide of Life, such an exaggerated loss would not be recovered in less than several decades.

But happiness is always relative.

Compared to Azeroth, where each race lost almost half its population, Draenor's casualties were actually quite fortunate.

However, even when life returns to normal, there are always unexpected surprises.

"Grandma, Grandma! Come quick! There's something strange on little Gui'er!"

Early this morning, Taresha, a human girl invited by the Frostwolf Clan to take care of Guir, rushed into Gaiaan's tent. After hearing that her grandson was acting strangely, the old matriarch, who had been injured and was not in good health, picked up her cane and went to check on him.

But it turned out to be just a false alarm.

"This is elemental awakening."

Gaia Anzong looked at Gu Yier, who was fast asleep in the crib but surrounded by four-colored elemental light spots, and nodded with satisfaction, saying:

"As expected of the son of Frostwolf, the elemental power is surrounding and blessing my little grandson. Every shaman goes through this period."

As a master of shamanism, the old matriarch explained to the worried Taresha beside her:

"Humans do not have a shamanic tradition, so you have never seen such a sight. Don't worry, child, Guir will establish his connection with the elemental forces during this elemental awakening. Generally speaking, this process will last for several days or even several months."

It depends on the shaman's sensitivity to elemental forces.

"But there's still a problem!"

Taresa was a clever child. Wearing a wolfskin hat, she widened her eyes, waved her hand, and said:

“I met Elder Drek'Thar yesterday. He was explaining the workings of the elemental forces to the shaman apprentices. I remember clearly that Elder Drek'Thar said that the four elemental lords of Draenor are now sealed off from the surface of the Lake of Skysong and the Throne of the Elements, where evil is hidden.”

Elder Drek'Thar explained it clearly: because the elemental power of Draenor is not strong, this seal and suppression has exhausted the energy of the elemental lords. Therefore, during this period, Draenor's shaman apprentices have been unable to advance, and even sensing and summoning elemental power has become difficult.

Given all this, how could the Four Elemental Lords possibly have time to bless Guir?

Even if this truly is an elemental awakening, it certainly wasn't given to him by the elements of Draenor!

"hiss!"

After hearing this, Old Master Zong was horrified.

Taresa, the "bystander," immediately pointed out the crux of the problem, which also made the old matriarch realize that something was wrong. In order to ensure that her grandson was not captured by something strange, the old matriarch immediately called for help.

Half an hour later, Elder Drek'Thar, High Overlord Margok, and Lady Verara were all invited here. These three are currently the leading figures in the field of spellcasting in Draenor. After examining the cases themselves, they reached a unified conclusion.

“Taresa has a keen eye; this child has the makings of an arcanist.”

Head of State Margok said solemnly:

"These elemental powers are indeed not a gift from Draenor."

"It was not a blessing from the elemental lords of Azeroth either."

Drexel said in a deep voice:

“I’ve had contact with those two dragon avatars in Azeroth, and their blessings weren’t this gentle.”

"It must have come from 'outer space'."

Ms. Verara marveled and circled around Guil several times, but failed to wake the orc child.

She raised her head and said to the old matriarch:

"This power comes from a mysterious elemental entity from beyond the heavens. It is indeed an elemental awakening, but the potential development and blessing are far greater than those of ordinary elemental lords. It is a mysterious gift, without a doubt."

Although we don't yet know where this blessing came from, we are certain that this child will definitely achieve great things in the future.

Perhaps, he is the orcs' 'chosen one'.

Ms. Vera paused and said:

"Just like the relationship between Saint Diakum and the Eredar, just like the relationship between Queen Azshara and all living beings of Azeroth, Ghoul will surely become the leader of the orc civilization and the most outstanding prophet in the future. He will lead the orcs to truly rise in this sea of ​​stars."

Such a promising talent should definitely be admitted to the best academy to properly learn various subjects, making the most of every moment and potential, and discarding those low-level interests in order to better develop their abilities.

Therefore, on behalf of the Mystic Academy, I extend an invitation to you, Gaia Anzoan Mother.

At this moment, Ms. Vera's "collecting habit" kicked in, and she said very sincerely:

“I hope that Guil will go to the Mystic Academy after he turns three. Our Elemental Academy is under construction, but for this child, I can invest all the resources at hand into it to ensure that the teaching system of the Elemental Academy is established when he enrolls.”

The invitation made Old Master Zong chuckle wryly.

But Elder Drektal thought about it seriously and then answered:
"It's not that it's impossible. Everyone has witnessed the teaching quality of the Arcane Academy. However, although the Eredar also have elemental heritage, the elemental shamanic tradition has not been mainstream among you for many years."

"Can you really train Guil to be a good person?" "Exactly! The Eredar people have always revered the Holy Light; even arcanists recite scriptures. Sending Guil there would be like training orc paladins!"

Margok, the leader, shook his head and rubbed his hands together, saying to the orc matriarch:
“I think it would be better to send him to Nassarath Academy in Azeroth! It’s a prestigious school with a long history. I’ve personally interned there, and I can guarantee that my alma mater and my respected Dean Bluemoon will personally teach Ghoul and produce an elemental demigod for our Draenor.”

Alas, what a pity.

The Elemental Path has a limited upper limit due to the unique nature of its power; to this day, no lesser elemental gods have appeared in the vast universe.

Otherwise, with Guir's extraordinary talent, we in Draenor would also be able to possess divine inheritance by then.”

This discussion eventually turned into a competition for students between the Mystic Academy and the Nassaras Academy. Lady Verara even picked up her staff to duel the cunning Margok, but how could the slippery ogre leader possibly ask for a fight?

It used a little trick to pass the message on to Dean Blue Moon, estimating that it wouldn't be long before Nassaras Academy sent people over to "steal" the students.

Well, Draenor, which had just quieted down, is about to have some good drama again.

However, after they all confirmed that the elemental inheritance was harmless, the old matriarch was relieved.

Now that the Nagrand plains are in dire need of rebuilding, and the old matriarch has many things to do, she left Taresa here to take care of Gül and instructed her not to awaken Gül. The first opportunity for elemental awakening is precious, and Gül must truly gain the favor of the elements.

Taresa moved a recliner next to Guil. The little girl doted on her "orc brother" and perfectly fulfilled her duties as a nanny, since this job brought the Foxton family a generous monthly income.

Her parents ran a shop in Shattrath City, partnering with a supposedly powerful Draenei merchant, Lady Dina, to trade specialties from both worlds. Although the business was just getting started, they had managed to establish a foothold in Draenor.

Taresa's generous monthly salary as a "nanny" was one of the important reserves for the Foxton family's business, although the price of making a lot of money was that this little girl would most likely "lose" herself in the future.

Taresa was, after all, a child, and her energy was limited. She lay in the rocking chair reading the wonderful autobiography of the Eredar traveler, Ms. Lyland, but soon fell asleep.

As she began to snore, a shadow suddenly flickered in the tent, and then a strange three-eyed raven leaped out.

Old Ansu hopped to the side of Guil's crib, carefully examining the little creature with his three eyes. Then he let out a strange cry. A moment later, another small Kali bird, brightly colored and with beautiful fiery feathers, followed the shadow path opened by Ansu and hopped into the tent.

The beautiful, noble, and elegant Sun Spirit leaned against Ansu, observing the little orc with her burning emerald eyes.

A moment later, Rukma exclaimed in surprise:
"That's right, it's the blessing of the 'Sun'!"

My perception was correct; this very morning, as the sun rose, a wondrous change occurred in the elemental forces of the entire world. Some great power has bestowed upon the Elemental Path a precious 'promotion,' and the rise of the Elemental Way is imminent.

This little orc is a perfect example.

His elemental blessing came directly from the 'sun'—good heavens, it's unbelievable that the sun also possessed its own will.

"It must be the legendary 'Anser'! The ancient sun god."

Old Ansu spread his wings, swaggered around, and embraced his lovely, beautiful wife, saying with unwavering conviction:
“My good brother Diakum has always wanted to ignite the sun. Do you remember the massive Sun War a few days ago? Although the Arakkoa were unable to participate due to the Claw King’s serious injury, the returning Eredar were very excited. They celebrated and reveled in Shattrath City for three days.”

I could hear them clearly as I blended in; they were all saying that the sun had been ignited and that the good people in the starry sea were blessed.

So, my dear wife, you're no longer just an ordinary god of the wilderness. From now on, you can call yourself 'Anser's Daughter.'

"nonsense!"

Rukma struck Ansu's head hard with his sharp, scorching beak and scolded:

“Anser has a sense of self. How can you just casually ‘recognize a father’ like that? If you upset Him, we’ll both be in trouble very soon.”

However, what you said is not wrong.

I was indeed born in the sunlight. Although I dare not presume to call myself Anser's daughter, I can at least call myself 'the messenger of the sun,' so that the Arakkoa won't be looked down upon when greeting other interstellar races.

"That's right, that's right, my wife is so wise."

Ansu boasted:
"How about we go back to Azeroth and take a look? There are plenty of big shots there, they definitely know more. Your husband also has some connections there, we can just go and ask old Gani directly!"
That garbage collector is very well-informed; maybe we can get a way to contact the god Anser from him.

If you ask me, you should recognize him as your father as soon as possible! He's like a god of war! What a great opportunity! If you don't latch onto him now, you'll never have another chance. Back in the day, your husband also wanted to latch onto Diakum, but fate had other plans.

"It's not too late for you to acknowledge me as your father now."

The sudden sound startled Ansu, almost making her jump. But the next second, she was pressed down by the warm, morning light by the large hand of the baby. Rukma turned around, trembling, and saw the embodiment of faith in the light smiling at them.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not here to cause trouble. I'm just on my way to see my father and stopped by here."

Diakum reassured the two demigods, then glanced at Guil.

He said softly:

"As expected of the World's Sasuke, even the sun has to show him some respect. But did he really so decisively abandon the six elements and throw himself into the turbulence of the elements?"

You were quite decisive to avoid anything unpleasant happening.

But in your eyes, am I just a petty person who can't even let go of his lust for power?

"it's not true."

Anser's response was as light as sunlight, and as Rukma stared wide-eyed, she heard the sun speaking.

"I'm just tired of conflict. I've left the part of the concept of the sun that belongs to the Holy Light, the power of war, there. You can use it whenever you need it."

Given that you are about to face a decisive battle, it is also necessary for you to ignite the symbol of the midday sun in addition to the twin lights and shadows.

While the dawn is beautiful, you still need some tougher measures to fight against the evil lord who is no longer listening to reason.

Take my place in handling those disputes.

I have bid farewell to weapons and distanced myself from the battlefield; let not the distant bugle calls disturb my efforts to soothe the world any longer.

Dick remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded and said:

"This is the first time I have ever been truly convinced of another being on a personal moral level. You have already gone this far, so it would seem hypocritical of me to refuse you."

Then, witness my final battle under the sun.

I will clear away all threats of war for your desires, ensuring a balanced future is fully realized.

“I believe you can do it, and this is the first time I’ve placed such trust in someone other than Musa.”

Anser whispered:

"However, during my conversation with Lord Lishwim, I unexpectedly obtained some information about Sargeras. Did you know that the seemingly invincible Dark Titan actually has a fatal 'flaw'?"

In response to this question, Diakum nodded and solemnly said:

"I know, I've always known."

(End of this chapter)