Demigods Need to Love Learning Too, or They'll Only Know How to Charge Headfirst When Trouble Comes!

"Ouch, ouch"

Two wolf howls sounded one after another. In the summons of Neri and Rexxar, which were activated by the explosion, their hunting partners rushed into the battlefield and opened Bestial Wrath's "" in the blessing of anger. Red Man" state, Rexxar directly turned on "Call of the Wild", causing the surrounding crows to temporarily escape the control of Old Anzu, with red eyes and began to attack their beloved master in a "rebellious Tiangang" attitude.

Maraad opened its wings, and in an attitude of "private grudge", he charged up his Gemstone Warhammer with full power and turned it into "Holy Light Strike" to hit Old Anzu in front of him.

Great Uncle usually doesn't hold grudges, but this time he was really tortured by Old Anzu.

Now that my elders are here, can I still be afraid of this damn "bully"?

The energy of the flying Gemstone Warhammer gathered, and Maraad's standard "Hammer of Justice" bombardment was like a rail gun striking forward, hitting Old Anzu's head with a bang, but such a small amount of damage to a demigod would be equivalent to pouring boiling water on the face.

Painful, but not fatal!

Anzu, this cunning person, has completely understood at this moment that the real target of these bad guys Draenei today is himself!

They hurt Rukhmar just to lure themselves, the "Draenor's No. 1 Lover," to show up, but they actually jumped into this trap without any precautions, just like a young man in love who heard his girlfriend say that her parents were not at home.

This seems to detract from the cunning wisdom symbolism of Anzu"Midnight Raven God", but considering it's about love, well, it all makes sense.

I blanch!

Why are these Holy Light believers so bad!

But Old Anzu is not afraid, because this is its territory. If it wants to run away, these upright but short-legged "Holy Light Corgis" can't stop it!

"Curse you! Gua! May the evil spirit of Sethe visit you in every dream!"

Old Anzu, who was beaten all over his head, saw the goddess getting out of trouble, turned around and raised his strong legs, shook his beautiful tail feathers that were obviously missing a section, and cried out to the void to open the crack.

As long as it jumps in, it can return to its own warm nest.

However, behind it, Diakum in the sanctified state held Ashbringer with one hand, and rushed towards Anzu with the beam wings swaying. The moment the right hand slashed down, the black Flame Blade jumped into the palm of his hand and pulled out a dazzling sword light from the holy flame package. Everyone retreated to allow Vigilant and Old Anzu to form a "1V1" duel. The inscription on the sword body "Glory of the Duelist" was activated!

The terrifying light and heat around Diakum was absorbed by Flame Blade at this moment, causing it to be wrapped in magma and blessed by the super destructive power of "Flowing Blade Like Fire". Under the burst of passively charged Most Holy Slash, when Diakum rolled to the ground, a terrifying bloody light burst out from the neck of Anzu behind him.

This is a genuine demigod strike!

Old Anzu, who was caught off guard and just wanted to escape back to the hut, fell out with a loud thud. It rolled around in a panic, flapping its wings and claws like an old hen that had been hit hard and trying to get up. However, the next step Seconds later, Rexxar, who was riding his own war beast, jumped high, rolled to the ground, and stabbed Red Throat's Fang in his hand into Old Anzu's wound.

The weak poison poured in, and along with the Holy Word: Chastise applied by Holy Light when Diakum called out from the sanctified state Dispersion, the void crack in front of Anzu's eyes was quietly extinguished like a poorly connected light bulb during the application of forbidden magic.

Old Anzu, who was cut off from all escape routes at this moment, knew that he must now fight to "survive".

It trembled and struggled to get up.

This huge Midnight Raven God stood on the rickety stone pillar in the posture of a crow. Its dark eyes stared at Diakum the Saint who stood in front of him holding flaming double blades. An even more sinister wind swirled around the place, and the originally silent Spires of Arak was filled with the screams of countless ravens and crows.

The weak Old Anzu is going to open up!

It uses this method to protect its territory!

Even if it dies, it must fulfill its oath to Rukhmar and protect those ineffective Arakkoas who continue to live in this secluded place until the day it follows Rukhmar in the future.

"That's not necessary, I just want to talk to you."

Dick inserted the two blades in his hands into the rock at his feet. He moved his gauntlets and took off his helmet under Anzu's hateful gaze, and waved his hand to signal the others to stop attacking.

He walked towards Anzu, who was entangled in blood and shadows, and said:

"I have no intention of harming the Arakkoas who are protected by you, whether they are the high-level Arakkoas of Skyreach or the Fallen Arakkoas who are forced to live as slaves on the earth. In fact, I am here to save you.

But before we actually start talking, I have to ask the question that's on my mind.

Anzu, answer me honestly! Who wrote the blackmail letter sent to Great Prophet?

Are they the Sun Priests of Skyreach?

Or did you instruct Scroll Keeper to forge it?

The most important thing is, why do you want me to come to Spires of Arak by name?"

"Hey, I don't know what you are talking about!"

Old Anzu's black agate-like eyes rolled around and decisively chose to deny it, but in the next moment, Diakum used Priest's mental vision skill to connect with its spirit, and Vigilant asked in a low voice:

"Astral Mage from a foreign land" Medivh instigated you to do this, right? The purpose is to lure me away from the Talador battlefield so as to create opportunities for Orcs! I'm curious what that guy used to convince you to participate.

But to be honest, it's not hard to guess.

He promised you to help you truly resurrect Rukhmar?"

Midnight Raven God remained silent.

But when it was confirmed that Diakum really just wanted to talk, Old Anzu also "sensible" dispersed its pent-up momentum. It said:

"I have no intention of intervening in your war, hey, and I don't intend to let the Arakkoas get involved either. Whether it's the Arakkoas flying in the sky or the ones running on the ground."

"But you've intervened, that's what it is."

Diakum said without giving in:

"Because Arakkoa's stupid behavior of kidnapping important people of Draenei, and your evil behavior of forging a blackmail letter to transfer me, the commander-in-chief, from the battlefield, will directly affect the trend of Draenor's war.

If we are not lucky enough, your actions may even cause War Horde to invade Shattrath City and cause a horrific massacre.

You Recklessness intervened in the changed destiny, and were used by others to try to turn the destiny back on track.

You almost destroyed the world that gave birth to you and raised you!

You love-minded fool."

"Whatever you say, I just want my Rukhmar. I can't allow myself to live in a world without her!"

"Resurrection? No, don't be stupid, she just went where she should go! You demigods blessed by life have no concept of "death" at all. Rukhmar The reason why hasn't come back to you for so long is purely because your "boss" committed a terrible "malfeasance" due to "personal reasons"!

Well, I can tell by the look on your face that you, a poor country demigod, don't understand the subtle relationship between life and Death Force, but it's not your fault, after all, you are "self-taught" in this world."

Diakum shook his head.

He looked at Anzu who looked suspicious and said mentally:

"Find a more suitable place to talk. With the inspiration of Holy Light, I will supplement you with the basic knowledge that you should know as Wild God, so that you can have more wisdom echoing in your empty head that is poisoned by love."

"Ha, gua, hypocritical Blue Skins doesn't want his followers to know your secret? Okay, come with me! But you are going to step into the lair of a demigod next, and I hope you are prepared."

Amid Anzu's sinister threats, Diakum gave Neri a few words of advice, and then he followed Anzu into the moving shadows without fear, heading to its lair in the Shadowlands domain.

After the two left, Rexxar said to the others:

"Sun God Rukhmar flew in the direction of Skyreach! It seems that that is her lair. No wonder the high-level Arakkoa regards it as their eternal Holy Land."

"The most beautiful and powerful birds live in the sky above the clouds, and it is indeed in line with the Arakkoa tradition."

On top of the crumbling sky stone pillar that was repeatedly bombarded by the sacred fire of the two demigods and Diakum, Neri took his own Red Throat's Fang from Rexxar, and explained to the other people around him:

"Vigilant and Crow God Anzu need to take some time to discuss his arrangements for Arakkoa. We cannot participate in this demigod's conversation. Saint asked me to lead you to meet Garona and Nubodon near Skyreach.

Now that Arakkoa Gods has been found, we must focus on rescuing Eredath and solving the problem of Arakkoa."

"Wait! Archbishop!"

Maraad was leaning on his Gemstone Warhammer. The keen Garrison Commander looked at the various flaming embers lit everywhere on the stone platform. His expression was quite "wonderful" and he whispered:

"I just felt something was wrong with the flame of Sun God! In addition to Sunfire, there are also"

"Holy Light!"

Yrel touched her arm with some discomfort. She looked at the burning flames around her and said:

"Yes, that is a ray of alienated divine Holy Light flame. It is slightly different but very similar to Holy Light. The same holiness can also purify evil spirits. I also feel it. No wonder the "false god" can persist in Vigilant's Brilliant Star holy flame for so long without being burned like other flesh and blood.

Perhaps the power of the flame and Holy Light come from the same source. They are both derived from Primal Light and cannot harm each other.

But the question is how can Sun God of Arakkoa have the blessing of Holy Light?

Holy Light also has his own family in this world?"

"Family? Look at the crazy things those Arakkoa do! I don't admit that these barbaric birdmen are walking among Holy Light Doctrine like Draenei."

The newcomer "Ranger General" Yura, who has always been outspoken, crossed his arms, swung his tail and pouted, saying:

"If we Draenei are the beloved children of Holy Light, then those Arakkoa may be the unfaithful sons who were kicked out for being jerks!

But this Sun God does have some skills. Maybe we can find her Origin from Arakkoa's Sun God Doctrine. I feel that her divine Holy Light flame may be more about talent than Holy Light Force's favor.

After all, "being able to use Holy Light" and "walking Holy Light Path" are two different concepts.

Without involving the field of the Force, Holy Light, Fel, and elements are just manifestations of energy. Based on this connection, it would be too frivolous to regard Arakkoa as our fellow travelers."

"Yura is right."

Archbishop Nali nodded and said:

"Whether Arakkoa is a member of the Holy Light family is up to the Aldor Priests to decide. Our mission is to prevent things from slipping into a worse situation before they "succeed in their attempt to commit suicide." Let's go, we can discuss these things on the road.

Vigilant will come to join us after arranging the demigod affairs.

In addition, you all have something to do with "K'ure Alliance", so I won't hide it from you."

The archbishop flicked his tail, lowered his voice and said to everyone:

"In addition to rescuing the poor child Eredath, my mission in Skyreach is to obtain the "holy relics" of Arakkoa Sun Empire from the Sun Priests. A complete set of holy relics named "Golden Sunfire Ring" must be completely found and brought back to Shattrath City!

That is the base material from which K'ure Alliance casts Draenor World Artifact.

This is related to the long-term stability of the K'ure Alliance clans, and is directly related to the resistance of this world in the face of demons, so there must be no room for failure!"

"Ah! No wonder you came here with Saint. If you want to track down important things, there is really no one better than you, the legendary ranger."

Yrel raised her eyebrows and whispered:

"I thought you were seizing the opportunity to enjoy the world of two with Vigilant."

"Bang"

Neri stretched out his hand expressionlessly and struck Yrel on the forehead.

The force was so great that the recruit covered his head and almost shed tears, but no one complained about Yrel, especially the gossip Ranger General Yura, who stared at Yrel with a "terrible" look.

Damn, this young man really dares to say that!

I'm still saying this in front of the Neri boss. I'm really not afraid of the old woman turning into a menopausal overlord to give you a good look.

Hey, the fire that Neri has been holding for more than 20,000 years is not so easy to extinguish, but considering that Vigilant has "Holy Gun" in his body, the old woman will be blessed in the future.

"Hey, what does my Rukhmar know about Holy Light? When we were born in Draenor thousands of years ago, there was no such thing as "Holy Light" in this world."

Facing Vigilant's inquiry, Midnight Raven God replied in a vigilant tone:

"The connection between this world and Holy Light will have to wait until the moment you Blue Skins fall, but if you are talking about Rukhmar's Sunfire, then I can tell you clearly. Gua, that is her innate flame as Spirit of the Sun!

As her proud and holy Holy Spirit is born with this, the reason why Sethe that bastard hates Rukhmar so much is because my Rukhmar has the ability to defeat that cursed bastard.

My Rukhmar is a noble creature shaped by the most holy sunshine of Draenor. Just like this god was born in the most quiet and beautiful midnight, that bastard Sethe was born in a shadow darker than the night.

We are all part of this world."

"Well, most Wild God are born in this way. They are the symbols chosen by Life Force in the natural changes of each world. Considering that Draenor does not have the guidance of a guardian, and some changes that are quite rare in the entire universe have happened here, it is why you are unable to perceive "Resurgent Emerald Dream" and "Sleeping Ardenweald"."

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Diakum sat on a stone bench made of black crystal in the Crow God's nest with a golden sword. He looked at Old Anzu who had shrunk in front of him and was lying in a bird's nest filled with various treasures to recuperate, and said:

"It is precisely because you cannot perceive the two sides of life and death Holy Domain that you have a terrible misunderstanding of the fate of Rukhmar. But before telling you the precious knowledge Holy Light enlightened me, we must first reach an agreement based on the survival of the world Draenor, cunning and wise Crow God."

"Gah! I am not interested in this world."

Old Anzu used his exaggerated beak to comb his bird feathers that were torn apart by the Holy Light bastard in front of him, and replied in an extremely gloomy tone:

"Although I was born from the nature of Draenor, this world has never been kind to me!

In the shadow curse of Sethe, this god has lived in this shadow place for a long time and has long since had nothing to do with Material World. Although saying this will make him appear cold and evil, but, hey, the world with constant disputes outside is still destroyed!

Anyway, I can live well without it.

You have to figure out your identity, Saint of Blue Skins, ah, the reason why I allow you to step into my lair is just because you can tell me about the fate of Rukhmar."

Faced with Old Anzu's attitude of not intending to cooperate at all, Vigilant was not annoyed. He sat up straight like a samurai and followed Old Anzu's words:

"You know, the reason why I didn't go to Skyreach immediately after arriving at Spires of Arak to punish those high-level Arakkoa who fell into barbarism and rescue my kidnapped disciples is because of your face.

I respect Arakkoa Gods's protection of this gloomy land, so before I start to discipline you and Sun God's children, I must first ask your "father" for his opinion.

Since you claim to be a demigod who is so cold that you don't pay attention to changes in the outside world, then the problem will be easier to solve.

I will lead people to kill Skyreach soon!

Use the way those arrogant and rude barbaric priests treat their compatriots, pull out their wings and throw them off Skyreach, and then ask the remaining Arakkoa to join Draenor Anti-Demon Crusade to fight for the survival of this world as cannon fodder.

If they don't obey, I have Gorian Ogres allies who are willing to do bloody things on their behalf.

I believe that Highmaul's outstanding slave owners have plenty of ways to teach Arakkoa to obey"

"Hey, you dare!"

Old Anzu, who pretended to be a "cold demigod who doesn't care about anything", jumped up immediately when he heard this. The exaggerated feathers on the back of its head were swinging in anger, and it screamed:

"You dare to mess around in Rukhmar's Holy Land! I will never let your people go. I admit that you, Blue Skins, are a bit troublesome, but if I set off a crow feather storm of shadow to destroy your city and people, you can't stop it!

If this god sets off a killing storm, you Holy Light short-legged dog will never be able to catch up! Damn it, croak, you lied to me! Why are you Holy Light Blue Skins so bad!"

Old Anzu, who was making harsh words, saw the weird smile on Diakum's big face that made people very uncomfortable.

Well, its "cool cover" guise was blown away by this cunning Blue Skins Saint.

Facts have proved that the self-proclaimed dark and evil Old Anzu still has a strong sense of humanity. At least when it comes to the "rebellious sons" his goddess gave birth to before his death, the infatuated old father Midnight Raven God really can't ignore them.

After realizing that he was exposed, Anzu was a little discouraged and a little embarrassed, so he lay down on his comfortable shadow Arakkoa Nest, stared at Diakum fiercely, and said:

"I will arrange for someone to send your disciples out in a moment. You should leave Spires of Arak immediately! The war in the outside world must not be burned here, otherwise I will not be finished with you!"

"K'ure Alliance is naturally willing to maintain peace, but War Horde, who has drank the demon blood, and Burning Legion, who will enter Draenor at any time, obviously do not think so."

Diakum shook his head and said:

"Shattered Hand Clan Even I have heard about the massacre of Arakkoa Nest. Not only the high-level Arakkoa are your children, but those Fallen Arakkoa who were cursed to lose their wings and can only crawl on the ground are also your children.

They love and rely on you even more than the arrogant high-level Arakkoa, and regard you as their midnight father from the bottom of their hearts.

I stress again, the supporters behind Orcs are demons!

The Burning Legion in the sea of stars will not care about you, the poor filthy demigod. Even if you are stared at by the void for swallowing Sethe, you are more hateful in their eyes than the world itself. The demons will follow the instructions of their supreme lord and pour into Spires of Arak!

They will burn you, the "void entity" to death, and at the same time burn the entire Spires of Arak to the ground with Fel.

Of course you can reason with me, and I am willing to reason with you, but apart from us, you and your heirs have no other collaborators in this world.

With all due respect, you are just a demigod, Anzu. Don't underestimate yourself but don't think too highly of yourself either.

On the Force Conflict battlefield, demigods are just high-level cannon fodder. You actually know very well that once the war reaches Spires of Arak, whether it is Orcs or a demon, what you can do in it is very limited.

You are not the Rukhmar who can set off a devastating Solar Storm at any time, you do not have the hard power to quell a war on your own!"

Old Anzu was silent.

It is the natural demigod of Draenor. It certainly knows how crazy Shattered Hand Clan has been recently in the massacre of several fallen Arakkoa Nest. It can also hear the cries and prayers of the children who have lost their wings in the shadows.

But as Diakum said, there is very little that a demigod can do in this context of world war. It can set off a Crow Feather Storm to kill all those Shattered Hand thugs, but then what?

It cannot kill every Fallen Orcs, which means that those madmen will one day bring their demon masters into Spires of Arak again and completely set this place on fire.

"Tell me the future of Rukhmar first!"

Old Anzu stared at Diakum and said:

"Hey, I must know the fate of Rukhmar before I can calm down and discuss with you these things that upset me. Well, I'm not trying to deal with you, Blue Skins Saint. If the answer you give satisfies me, it's not like I can't give you a perfect solution to Arakkoa's problem.

In fact, I haven't really wasted my time all these years.

The protection of high-level Arakkoa by me hiding in the shadows has made me exhausted mentally and physically. The misbehavior of those "traitors" cannot make the glory given to them by Rukhmar rise like the sun. I have had enough of being a nanny wiping the butts of incompetent and shameless traitors.

Even without you, I am already using my method to deal with Arakkoa's problem, ah, those smart Scroll Keeper are preparing for this.

But if you want to participate, you must get permission from this god, so speak, speak, I am listening."

Vigilant looked at Anzu.

He could see the undisguised urgency and desire in the dark eyes of Midnight Raven God. For the licking dog, getting a way to rescue the goddess in distress was obviously the most desired thing in his heart.

If anyone else talks nonsense here, they will definitely be eaten directly by the cunning and vicious Old Anzu!

But the Vigilant in front of him was so loved by Holy Light that he could even fight two demigods as a legend to retreat. As we all know, Holy Light Follower cannot lie, so Vigilant said he knew the secret of life, and Old Anzu's curiosity was naturally aroused.

Faced with Old Anzu's toughness, Diakum had no intention of bargaining with it, so he said in a concise tone:

"Each of the six forces has its own realm Holy Land, and Life Force is naturally inevitable. The field of force called "Emerald Dream" is the source of power for all Life Walker. It is like a network that spreads across all worlds in the physical universe, spreading the secret of life to all realms and looking forward to seeing the prosperity of the entire material universe.

You, Rukhmar, Sethe and the mysterious "Evergreen Father" in the Gorgrond wilderness, you are all natural walkers of Life Force. As I said, the natural connection between the Draenor world and Emerald Dream was blocked before you were born.

But that is not punishment, on the contrary, it is a kind of "salvation" from the power of the universe.

I don't want to say much about this matter, and you won't believe it even if I say it, but you will have the opportunity to see with your own eyes the miracles that happened in this world in ancient times.

I will only tell you that you don't have to worry about your partner at all. After the connection between Draenor and the realm of life is restored, your Rukhmar will enter the "resurrection" sequence of the life demigod.

You are born immortal beings, just like Sethe, even if you eat your flesh and blood, its cursed soul still lingers on Terokk Valley, turning into endless rain of blood, and wantonly twisting you and Rukhmar's children as revenge.

It is precisely because of this "immortality" that you will embark on another journey after the end of your life.

Just like the twin connection between Emerald Dream and Ardenweald, you will experience the cycle of death and birth again and again, which means that your love with Rukhmar and your hatred with Sethe will be staged again and again, eventually shaping it into the fate of Three Gods of Arak and the entire Draenor.

You!

Anzu, you were conceived by the life of this world. The moment you were born, you could not escape your responsibilities! It is your natural mission to protect this world from being affected and eroded by external forces.

You should love Arakkoa as much as you love Rukhmar, and you should also love other races as much as you love Arakkoa.

But you did a poor job at your responsibilities!

You don't even understand the connection between the three of you and this world at all, but it's not too late to wake up now. I have always been very confident in persuading you. The reason is simple. You think you can live well without Draenor, but the fact is that if the Draenor world dies, then your Rukhmar will forever be lost in the sleeping Ardenweald.

Even if she had a chance to be resurrected in Winter Queen's Soulseed Garden, she would never be able to find her way back to the physical universe! She would stay forever and alone in that World of Death's life Holy Domain.

You must protect this world!

Because when you protect this world, you are protecting Rukhmar's way home, do you understand?

It's not even a question of whether you want it or not.

If your love for Rukhmar is really as much as you show, then you should lead the Arakkoas to rush out of Spires of Arak now, and use the storm of shadow to sweep across the sky of Draenor and explode against the demons who covet the world.

If you don't plan to do that, it will only prove that your love for Rukhmar is just words.

So, here comes the problem."

Vigilant stood up, spread his hands towards Old Anzu, and asked in a sincere tone:

"Are you going to be a God of Pure Love out of love for Charge? Or are you going to allow your conscience and duty to deteriorate, and let yourself become a scumbag who abandons his wife and children without any psychological pressure? Oh, what a good demigod, why did you become a licking dog?"

"Huh? You scold me again!"