Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 795, Section 8: Ionar's Sorrowful Vision

Not all Loas are like Akunda, the "honest man" whom the Queen greatly favors, who diligently transforms into firewood in this power-drawing ritual. Some "clever devils" have other ideas in their minds.

However, they dare not cause trouble at this time.

Because on the left is the Holy Spirit Razan, and on the right is "the newly appointed lackey of the Queen of Evil," Bwonsamdi.

These two guys don't joke around with them; if any Loa shows any "rebellious intentions," they will be executed on the spot.

Under Queen Azshara, ordinary elven subjects enjoyed the protection of order and did not have to worry about the queen's exorbitant taxes as long as they did not commit any crimes. However, the queen was not tolerant of these "extraordinary" subjects.

She viewed them as destabilizing factors for the empire, and therefore the Queen kept a close watch on their every move.

Especially that bastard Gani, who betrayed the common interests of the Loa. That garbage collector, whom no one used to respect, has an uncanny ability to monitor people, which is a real headache.

The only way to prevent Ghani from showing up is to clean up his lair thoroughly, ensuring there are no garbage dumps within a ten-mile radius. However, in Ghani's eyes, a "garbage dump" is already a conceptual description.

This trash collector clearly has his own unique understanding of "what is trash," which makes old Ghani a veritable "Zandalari Imperial Guard," practically omnipresent.

The Loa people felt very frustrated.

They began to miss the Zandalari, where they once held immense power.

Unfortunately, the Zandalari subjects of today cannot empathize with them. After all, the fanged, big-footed elves are not stupid. To these ordinary subjects, Queen Azshara is indeed a perfect leader.

In short, thanks to the "selfless dedication" of these individuals with their own ulterior motives, Azshara successfully completed the ritual to open the ruins of the Pantheon.

The moment she arrived at the Pantheon in her spirit form, her beautiful arcane chords rapidly expanded across the entire land of Azeroth, like a grand symphony that shook the hearts of all arcane sorcerers, causing every single spellcaster to jump up in a frenzy of emotion.

Liches like Aria Bluemoon and Farodis felt the call of arcane magic.

They were already dead, their bodies already in death, but at the moment the Pantheon returned to the Star Sea, the "invitation" from the Arcane Path remained so vivid.

It was only then that the liches realized that so-called "truth" and death were not in conflict.

No one has ever stipulated that one cannot continue on the path of arcane magic after falling into death; it is merely a change in the form of life. As long as an arcane mage's will to pursue the truth of the universe and all things is firm enough, the path of arcane magic will still embrace them.

Therefore, faced with such an invitation and call, Dean Blue Moon and Farodis returned to the arcane system almost without hesitation.

Death was very unhappy about this!
He felt that these liches had betrayed the principles of death, and thus cursed them, for any lich who did not return to the Shadowlands and instead roamed outside would no longer be protected by death.

Either return to the Shadowlands now and report to the Ritual Chamber in Maldraxxus, or wait to be thrown into the Maw after your life casket is shattered in a dangerous situation, never to be reborn!
However, how could such a small threat shake the arcanists' resolve?

To delve into the truth of all things is to "go against the heavens," so isn't it normal to die on the way? Do you really think that death alone can scare the arcanists? You're seriously underestimating the morality (and suicidal desires) of these truth-seekers.

For those arcane mages who are still alive and well, the return of the Pantheon holds even greater significance.

The re-emergence of the source of arcane arts in the vast universe means that precious knowledge and traditions that have been severed have the potential to see the light of day again.

The resonance of arcane power was not limited to Dazar'alor at this moment.

In the magical sanctuaries of Dalaran, Quel'Thalas, and Suramar, arcanists trapped in their own paths, unable to advance further through their own wisdom, were given more "inspiration" through the resonance and blessing of arcane magic.

Brainstorming sessions were erupting everywhere, and mad arcanists, shouting "I have glimpsed the truth of the universe," were indulging in unrestrained revelry.

This single moment of Force resonance shaped hundreds of arcane legends and at least seven arcane demigods in Azeroth, all of whom were researchers who were trapped in their paths and thus passively "accumulated knowledge and skills before unleashing their full potential."

But the Queen's arcane chords continue to spread.

It did not stop at the planet Azeroth; those invisible mysteries rolled forward like radio waves in the ether-filled sea of ​​stars, and soon, the High Overlord of Draenor, Margok, was awakened from his meditation.

Blood gushed from the ogre leader's nostrils, and bloody tears streamed from his eyes, but he remained oblivious and laughed heartily.

Within that perfect arcane chord, it had glimpsed the extension of its own path and ultimately touched upon a forbidden realm belonging to the gods.

Ah, its obscure path has finally been truly extended to the realm it longed for.

Although it will take a long, long time for him to truly reach that level, this gift is enough to make Marcos a "morning-to-the-world" believer, compared to having no direction at all.

The arcane chords cast by Azshara will eventually spread throughout the universe, informing the Arcane People and Order People who have been silent for tens of thousands of years that the path to the Arcane Astral Plane has been reopened, and that Azshara's "Sovereign Order" will one day cover the galaxy, weaving the foundation and future of a prosperous era for all the people of the world.

Let us sing praises.

Let us sing praises to the supreme Queen.

She reopened that door for all living beings, and she deserves to be sung about by the entire cosmos for that.

Thus, the arcane force, which had been in decline for countless years, finally spoke once again in the sea of ​​stars, and the six forces were finally about to enter the next cycle.

Within the core of Draenor, upon sensing the ripples caused by the opening of the Pantheon, the Platinum Titan Norgane, who was tending to Kalecgos the Ruthless, immediately responded to the resonance, returning to the Pantheon amidst the shimmering cosmic light.

He was not the first to return.

Ionar and Gogones were faster than Him.

At this point, both Titans had returned to their thrones in the Pantheon, drawing power from the arcane forces of the stars to recover from their weakness.

This is why the Titans so readily revealed to Azshara how to summon the Pantheon; for Azshara opening the Pantheon would do them no harm.

Norgannon gazed at the ruins with a nostalgic look.

Like the temples of ancient Rome, it features a classic and magnificent columned structure. The entire temple is simple and grand, requiring no other embellishments, with only the thrones of various Titans placed on the multi-tiered steps.

The stone thrones are adorned with different patterns and engravings of paths, representing the duties and roles of each Titan in the so-called "perfect order".

Norgannon's throne is the "Throne of the Dreamweavers".

He is one of the designers of the perfect order, as well as an explorer and teacher of arcane truth. He is happy to share his discoveries of truth with all qualified beings and to listen to other people's different interpretations of the same truth.

That is His way and the source of His divine power.

But these thrones actually have a deeper meaning. The Titans of the Pantheon were created by the Star Soul, so when they sit on the throne, they can look out over their "cradle of home" and observe the changes in the starry sky from different angles.

Norgannon stepped onto the stairs.

Illusions burst forth before His eyes.

He once discussed with Aman'sur how to achieve perfect order here; He once debated with Sargeras how to maintain the starry sea; He once discussed with Kaz'goroth how to shape a more perfect celestial body.

He spent his long life here, and now, He has returned.

With these feelings, Norgannon touched his throne of the Dreamweaver, stroking the symbols of the path and the patterns of arcane truths that he had carved with his own hands.

The moment he sat down, the selfless gift of arcane power caused Norgannon's cosmic soul to shimmer with a rainbow of colors, visibly restoring his weakened aura.

But since they had lost their divine bodies, it wouldn't be easy for them to regain their complete power.

The creation of Titan bodies is never a simple matter. These naturally formed treasures are the most beautiful and magnificent creations in the universe, and once broken, they are almost impossible to rebuild.

Perhaps, these Titan souls will henceforth face the changing stars in such a desolate state.

Of course, Ionar doesn't need that. Ionar has Elune, his good sister.

As long as she is willing to switch allegiance to the Force of Life, Elune will do everything she can to create the most perfect Moon Goddess body for her in the Starry Sky.

Azshara stood on the magnificent platform of the Pantheon, gazing at the endless sea of ​​stars reflected beyond the pillars. These were not the stars of the material universe, but projections of the astral plane.

Diakum once speculated that the Astral Plane must have some mysterious relationship with the Pantheon. Even if the Astral Plane was not an arcane realm, it must be closely related to the arcane force. So far, it seems that the Vigilant's speculation is correct. At the very least, the Pantheon's star system can reflect the subtle changes in the Astral Plane.

Perhaps the Titans of the Pantheon also had their own plans for the Astral Plane, but unfortunately, due to the tragedy of the War of Nalan, their plans for the Astral Plane were also not completed.

very good!

Once the supreme queen had completed the shaping of order in the material galaxy, she had a new goal to conquer.

The Astral Plane, the land of chaos, is sometimes called the reflection of the galaxy of matter. It is a cosmic realm as vast as the material universe, enough for the Queen's explorers to explore for a hundred thousand years!
"I feel your sadness, but why be so desperate?"

Azshara turned to the three Titan souls and said:
"There are sacred tombs in the Zare Sanctuary left behind by the Firstborn. If the layout of Arcane Zare is similar to that of Zare Motis, then there should also be equipment there that can reshape your 'vessels'."

Of course, don't expect those sculpted containers to possess the strength and resilience of a Titan's body.

Actually, if you are unwilling to come with me to Arcanezare, I can use my connections to book three surgeries reserved for the gods for you through a 'mysterious person'.

I believe that the Chief Creator is more than capable of shaping suitable bodies for you.

Of course, His surgery wasn't cheap, and what you'll have to pay for it is beyond your Queen's control.

Why are you so certain that 'Arcane Zare' exists?

Ionaar was really annoyed by this statement, and even felt a little evasive about it.

Because if Azshara's accusations are true, it means she will have to face the truth that is destined to break her heart.

This somewhat emotional statement made Azshara laugh. Facing the gaze of the Titan Soul, the Queen raised her finger and gently waved it. The frequency of all chords changed and transformed into a wonderful "singularity," like inserting a key into a lock.

The pulsating geometric lines are like a "door" that can be opened at any time.

“As I said before, the Pantheon platform is most likely a building that Aman'thul retrieved from the Arcane Zarre Sanctuary, and it clearly has some kind of strange connection with Arcane Zarre.”

Azshara flicked her finger, causing the unstable singularity to pulsate strangely.

She drawled out:

"Although it will be somewhat strenuous, if you wish to see it for yourselves, I can open the path to Arcanezare for you right now. I will let you see with your own eyes the creations left by the Firstborn in the Arcane Realm, so that you may truly realize that your Queen would never stoop to deceiving you with a ridiculous lie."

As it turns out, when faced with those cruel things, even the true God doesn't react much better than mortals.

Look at you, Ional.

Your resistance reminds me of those pathetic scoundrels who are bewitched and brainwashed by foolish scams, preferring to live in a fantasy rather than confront the harsh truth.

"No need."

Norgannon stared at the spacetime singularity caused by the universal chord released by the Queen. This cipher system from the Firstborn was a form of power that He had never encountered before.

The dream weaver attempted to decipher it, but this was destined to be a long process.

Therefore, the Platinum Titan spoke:

"Proving that the Pantheon is connected to Arcanezare already proves that your accusations are true, and that our leader Aman'thul does indeed have many terrible secrets hidden from us."

The problem now is that we must figure out whether the 'perfect order' that Aman'thul so desperately wants to create stems from the call of the arcane forces to Him, or from the mission and tasks bestowed upon Him by the Firstborn.”

"Still deceiving yourself!"

Azshara scoffed:

"You are the Arcane Titans, the ones most closely connected to the Arcane Force in the vast universe. Can you truly hear the Arcane Force's endless obsession with order from the churning of the Arcane Force?"
Order is merely a 'manifestation' of arcane force!
It cannot fully represent the path of arcane magic.

For arcane walkers, the true purpose is to seek the mysteries of the world and enjoy the process of pursuing truth, ultimately using those truths to shape a better order. Aman'Thul has led you down a rigid path of 'order tyrants,' yet you are content with it.

So, are you shaping the order, or is the order assimilating you?
Think carefully about the differences between them.

But your queen has no interest in debating with you here. I have already sensed the resonance between Sargeras and the Pantheon. It turns out that the Dark Titans embraced fel energy, but not completely.

He's nothing but a two-faced villain. Once the Titans of the Pantheon gather, they can use this resonance to seal him away forever, right?

"Yes."

Gognais said:
"This is the final weapon we are preparing to use against the Dark Titan."

"But I refuse!"

Azshara crossed her arms and said seriously:
“I refuse to accept your substitution of punishment with sealing. Given what the Dark Titans have done to me and the entire Starsea in the past, this is no longer a situation that can be ‘handled internally’ by you Titans.”

Don't try any ridiculous tricks like "a three-cup slap on the wrist" in front of your queen!

What He did was enough to condemn Him to eternal damnation.
Therefore, I will change the Pantheon's resonance mode. I will modify the resonance of the seal into an offensive weapon. Diakum will create opportunities for me.

But there's only one chance!
Your queen has no intention of giving it up or wasting it.

I will personally inflict Sargeras excruciating pain, and I will personally plunge Him into a hell from which there is no escape.

Of course, this will require your help.
You are unlikely to agree, after all, you Titans lack the rational divinity that true gods should possess; you are more like a group of oversized mortals endowed with immense power but lacking self-control. Therefore, your queen will make a deal with you that will satisfy both sides.

Azshara paused, pointing to the empty throne in the very center.

The inscription on it is a platinum lightning bolt, representing Aman'Thul, the father of the gods.

The Queen said:
“I am handing Him over to you, which means that you must choose either Aman'zul or Sargeras to enter this eternal and miserable prison, but you can only choose one.”

Norgannon fell silent.

He said:

"Activating this mechanism requires the return of other Titan Souls. You can take the places of Aggramar, Khaz'goroth, and Aman'thul, but no fewer."

“Those trivial matters will be taken care of by the Queen’s loyal subjects.”

Azshara waved her hand and said:

"You just need to answer me whether you agree to this exchange. Also, Ms. Aionall urgently needs to draft a 'divorce agreement' and, incidentally, take half of Amansur's property or something."

This is your Titans' internal affair, so I won't get involved.

In short, enjoy being single, poor Ional.

(End of this chapter)