Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 830, Section 43. Demon: Great! Our king is back, but why are there three?! - Bonus Chapter [35]

(Bonus chapter for the brothers who have been correcting the errors [3/5])
The appearance of the Avengers in the Twisting Nether undoubtedly gave the demons, who were in a precarious situation, a strong boost of morale.

Although the proud Aggramar does not accept the allegiance of other demon races and only summons Ereduin as his direct servants, other demons can certainly join Ereduin's ranks, forming a new demon chapter system centered around the "Avengers".

Most importantly, while the Avenger dislikes other demons, He does not actively expel them.

This caused other demonic courts in the Twisted Nether Quadrant, which had been severely suppressed by the undead, to rush to join them. Within just a few days, Aggramar gained a force comparable to the Burning Legion.

Of course, this is only the surface.

The Burning Legion's system architecture is not so easy to imitate or build.

If Aggramar doesn't intend to do this himself, then he can only follow Sargeras's example and find a "top manager" role similar to the Eredar in the Starsea civilization.

However, given Aggramar's personality, it's highly unlikely he would do something as despicable as destroying an entire race and demanding that survivors serve him.

After all, the lessons learned from Sargeras and the Burning Legion were there for all to see. The Dark Titans didn't really care what Kil'jaeden and Sarkil were thinking, and in the end, Kil'jaeden pulled a huge stunt.

The Burning Legion has existed for over 20,000 years, its might shaking the galaxies for over 20,000 years, and it has built a seemingly indestructible "Fel Empire".

As a result, the group collapsed and scattered within a day.

However, considering that Aggramar's "Avenger" priesthood is indeed broad in scope, He can always find suitable candidates if He is willing to give those who are immersed in revenge a chance.

It is well known that those who go far enough down the path of revenge are often very talented and are "all-rounders" who are proficient in all aspects.

Of course, for the demons, the good news is not just the Avengers appearing in the turbulent Nether to stabilize the situation.

Just as the Avengers were holding back the undead invasion and battling the Lord of War, in another fel quadrant, a "complex" fleet had just crossed the border between the Twisting Nether and the Sea of ​​Matter.

It wasn't supposed to be this easy.

While the Burning Legion still exists, such infiltration into the Twisting Nether will quickly be detected by the dedicated scouts, and fel fleets will be mobilized and dispatched.

But it doesn't matter now.

The Twisting Nether is in complete chaos. How can there be any responsible shamans scouting its borders every day? The Burning Legion's operations have fallen apart!
Paying to work without pay—isn't that giving too much credit to the demons' desire for selflessness?

The fleet of twelve fel-hunting ships sailed into the Twisting Nether in a grand procession. Apart from the eight Illidari warships, the remaining four were "second-hand" goods purchased from ethereal merchants of the Astral Consortium.

Although it has the same standard fel hunter ship design, its interior has long been modified beyond recognition by the Voidlings.

But for those "newcomers" to the demon hunter profession, living in such a starship is actually more comfortable. Only the real fel veterans can stay in the fel hunter ship without batting an eye, just like the demons themselves.

In the flagship at the head, Illidan Stormrage sat on his throne, crafted from a demon skull, enjoying the fel energy surging from the Twisting Nether in a "boss-like" posture.

It once wielded fel energy but did not submit to it, using it as its demon-hunting weapon.

But now, wielding that not yet fully activated true god's legacy, Illidan's control over fel energy has reached an unbelievable level.

It's like a "fel-powered version of Diakum".

The fel power inherited by Argus from the "Self-Destroyer" was not as domineering as Anther's inheritance from the sun god. Although it was enough to ensure that Illidan would become a lesser god in the near future, if he wanted to go further, he would have to rely on Illidan's own pioneering efforts.

Around the Star Hunter, the summoned victims were reporting on the tasks under his command.

“We have summoned hunting packs from all over the starfield, and our brothers and sisters will enter the Twisting Nether in batches to join us. Our immediate priority is to find a base for us to stay in for a long time in the current chaotic fel quadrant.”

Autocracy, faithful to his duty, said to Illidan:

"In addition, the Arandine sisters, who remained in Draenor to oversee recruit recruitment, have already established the Illidari recruit castle in the outer sea of ​​Shadowmoon Valley with the help of the Draenei clan."

Witchers recruited from all over the Starsea will first go to Draenor for ten years of training before being sent to the Twisting Nether after passing the Trial of the Hunt.

Besides the Kaldorei and the Repentant Ones, the Arandine sisters have also recruited a group of elves from the Sin'dorei and the Highborne who have lost everything to demons. She has stated that she will do everything in her power to train your first batch of recruits.

“Yes, I have absolute faith in Arantien’s abilities, but the problem is that the Illidari’s training methods also need to be changed accordingly.”

Illidan's fingers danced lightly on the armrest of the throne, sensing the call of the Twisting Nether. He said:

"Soon, many, many demons will join our ranks. Even though our goal is to slaughter demons, because of the symbol of destruction, there will still be those chaotic individuals who crave to please fel energy and choose to follow us. The number of psychopaths in the demon community has always been enormous."

Therefore, the demon hunters of the Illidari will no longer be just hunters.

I need our brothers and sisters to become the most outstanding commanders and leaders, and each of you will lead your own 'demon legions' to ignite war throughout the Twisting Nether in the not-too-distant future.

Individual combat ability can no longer be used as a benchmark for measuring a hunter.

Therefore, it is essential to instruct Arantien to establish contact with the Academy of Arcane Arts and invite Lady Verara to teach courses on military organization and command skills specifically for Illidari recruits at the Academy of Arcane Arts.

What we need now is not just hunters, but commanders!
If we could find a peerless commander like Garold Shadowsong, our cause would expand and prosper at an unimaginable pace.

"Yes, you're right."

Auturis nodded and said:
“I’ll send the message back immediately, but Starhunter, are you really going to the swarm-ravaged lands and cooperate with the Toranar swarm? Even if we had some connections with the Oddachi before, they’ve now become insectoids, and it’s hard to say whether they still have any nostalgia for that past.”
Forgive my bluntness, but before you have fully unleashed the power of this legacy, it's best not to take such a risk.

"The fact that they named their swarm 'Tolanar' itself represents the swarm's desire."

Illidan, however, was very confident, saying:
"We brought back more Odachi Blades for them, which is enough to allow us to meet the Overlord. What's more, we also have the identity of 'Shadow Swarm Messenger'."

Don't worry, Autoris.

The Illidari only needed the Tolanar swarm to obtain a temporarily safe habitat, even if they chose to turn against them.
This is a great opportunity!

The Starhunter raised his left hand, and as his fingers moved, a monstrous ball of fel energy coalesced in his palm into a pulsating crimson lightning bolt. He said:
"Destroying the swarm can also please the fel, carrying out our righteous cause of destruction to the end. Do not be unnecessarily afraid of your enemies, Alturis."

We will become the jailers who imprison Sargeras. As long as we exist in the Twisting Nether, Sargeras will never regain control of fel energy, nor will He ever step out of His own cage.

"So it is."

The victims still have some concerns.

He said softly:

"But this symbol of 'self-destruction' may lead our warriors down a path that is destined to be difficult. I cannot imagine what our hunting party will look like when the Illidari are filled with 'self-destructors'."

"But are you still hoping for our happiness? Oturus, how could you be so naive?"

Illidan stood up. He patted his lieutenant on the shoulder and said:

You should have realized this a long time ago.

When you follow me to embrace fel energy, to burn your eyes with the power of destruction and become warriors who hunt demons, you should know that there is no happiness left in this world for us cursed ones.

Our future has already been decided.

Embracing the awareness of self-destruction, we relentlessly advance on this demon-hunting path until we reach the end, where only by bravely embracing it can we attain our ultimate liberation.

The Illidari never crave flowers and praise; the path we walk is inherently dark.

Now, this dark path has been given glory!
The legacy left by Lord Argus can be passed down from generation to generation. One day, we, the self-destructors, will have our own true god of destruction!
Therefore, if I unfortunately perish in the hunt, you will inherit this power; if you also die, pass it on to Arandion, and generation after generation of Witchers will walk this path of the 'Dark Sanctuary'.

Until the day of destruction of the Twisting Nether and all the realms of the universe arrives, we will all ascend into our Witcher's Paradise in that light of destruction. Ugh!

Illidan was passionately expounding his ideals when he suddenly clutched his forehead and cried out in pain, startling Alturus, who quickly helped his leader up.

"He has returned."

Illidan whispered:

"Sargeras is back! He has returned to the Twisting Nether, and the fel is rejoicing! Alturis, can you hear it? The entire Twisting Nether is cheering."

The Lord of Fel has returned!
The God of Destruction has returned!
After Aggramar and I each chose our symbols of destruction, Sargeras embraced his destiny with almost no hesitation, becoming the very concept of 'destruction' and 'chaos'.

Very good.
Our goal is back!

Amidst the roars of demons and the surge of fel energy in the Twisting Nether, the Starhunter exclaimed excitedly:
"Tell this message to all hunters, and accelerate our fleet forward! Our ultimate prey has appeared in the Twisting Nether, and every good hunter should draw their sword and nock their bow. Our lives will be given meaning!"
Having accomplished the great task of defending the world and our homeland, we will embark on an even more glorious path.

"Ha, a hunter without a goal is nothing!"

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Sargeras is back.

The commotion when He returned to the Twisting Nether was far more dramatic than Avenger Aggramar's "manifestation."

The Avengers' ascension to godhood merely tolled the bells of destruction in the Twisting Nether, but Sargeras' return directly caused a massive and exaggerated surge of fel energy to rise in all eight quadrants of the Twisting Nether.

In that instant, new demons were born from the fel tides on the planets occupied by the Toranaar swarm, and the fel fire that fell from the sky formed sweeping meteors of destruction, as if cleaving the land occupied by the swarm with a single sword stroke, forcefully shattering the void filth they had spread.

The worlds of the demon courts threatened by the swarm erupted with uncontrollable, wild roars, and the demons, who had been living in constant fear due to the loss of their organization, were once again filled with confidence.

It's like he's become a completely different person!

One second he was grieving, the next he was charging out with his battle axe to fight the swarm of insects to the death.

Their previous unease stemmed from the fact that the swarm's calamity was simply unstoppable, and the disorganized demons obviously wouldn't come to their aid. But now, with Sargeras's presence reappearing in the Twisting Nether, the demons suddenly had a pillar of support.

Even though Satan didn't make any promises to these demons, his presence and his absence are two completely different things.

More importantly, even the imps and hellhounds in the Twisting Nether clearly sensed Sargeras's change.

He no longer concealed himself with mystery and obscurity, but openly unleashed his destructive aura throughout the entire fel sanctuary, allowing every demon to clearly feel that uncontrollable, disorderly desire for destruction.

Their evil gods no longer crave to shape order through destruction, and their demon lords no longer hold any expectations for the future of the material world.

His return this time is to incite war throughout the universe!
He is no longer the "Dark Titan"!

When the demons turned around, no matter where they were, they could see the "black sun" rising from the fel energy tides of the twisted void.

That was the "cocoon" that Sargeras formed when he shaped the divine body using the Fel Force; it was an egg that gave birth to the God of Destruction.

Sargeras is too strong.

Even though the Fel Force favors Him, it still requires the Twisted Nether to gather all its power to meticulously sculpt Sargeras into a perfect divine body within the Fel Force.

Most remarkably, when Sargeras emerges from that cocoon of destruction, He will become a true "Child of Fel."

No longer the fickle and indecisive Sargeras, nor the traitor who was "physically in the realm of fel magic but mentally in the realm of arcane magic," Sargeras has embraced the true meaning of destruction, and therefore the next era of destruction will surely be steered by Him.

How could the demons not rejoice?

Their gods will be born of evil energy just like them, and their gods will become demons just like them.
"Hahaha, my god has returned!"

Inside the fel-powered starship, Matron Shaheras laughed wildly as she drew her battle sword, pointing the blade at the terrified Nathrezim amidst the roars of the other demons.

The evil matriarch shouted sternly:
"Get out of here with your alien god! This fleet is ours now, and we'll kill you if you dare utter another word! Get out! Get out of the demon's holy land! Get out of the Twisted Nether! You and your idiot god are not welcome here."

Nasrezim clearly has no intention of giving up so easily.

But when it looked at the few demon lords who had been bewitched and worshipped Emperor Denathus, it was met with despair as these brutal creatures were tearing Denathus's insidious emblem off their necks, throwing it to the ground, trampling on it, and spitting corrosive saliva on it.

They pledged allegiance to Sargeras again in this blasphemous manner.

"Without our help, you will be eaten by the swarm!"

The Dreadlord gritted his teeth and said:

"You need us!"

"we do not need."

Matriarch Shahras gazed at the black sun that stirred the hearts of her and all the demons, and she cried out:
"The Lord of Destruction has ascended to His throne. Under the light of His destructive radiance, every demon that dies will only return to His flames. We have all achieved immortality in that magnificent scene of destruction!"

You're such a fool you wouldn't understand.

Get out of here.

Death is no longer a curse for us, and when my god ascends the throne of destruction, you and your foolish gods will be the next sacrifices to be slaughtered.

Ha, my god Sargeras has finally realized that creating order from ruins is not something a demon should do! We demons are only responsible for bringing you destruction! As for what happens after the destruction...
It has nothing to do with us.

So, are you just going to obediently get out?
"Would you rather stay and listen to us tell you the story of the devil's father and savior?"

(End of this chapter)