Old Velen Would Definitely Break Your Legs If He Knew You Raised His Son into a Shadow Priest!

(Additional update for brother "Huo Zhengtinghao" [5/15])

"Saint, Eredath him."

When Diakum walked out of the glorious hall that Talon King specially arranged for them to rest, Maraad and Yrel rushed up immediately. They wanted to ask if their brothers were okay. Vigilant glanced at the young man who was sleeping and resting behind him. He nodded and said:

"He is fine, at least he is still alive. The degree of burns is quite terrible but not incurable. However, the brutal execution of Arakkoa has produced some kind of wonderful fusion and change with Eredath's own Holy Light.

Perhaps it was because the child kept calling Holy Light for shelter when he was being tortured, which led to strange things happening in the long-term energy conflict.

I can't tell yet whether this fusion is harmful, but Holy Light is still protecting him.

But"

Dick paused and said softly to the two Garrison Commander who were looking down in front of him:

"His body was too fragile after being burned by Sunfire, which has damaged his torso and left almost irreversible injuries. His life will not be affected, but I have come to a pessimistic conclusion after checking just now.

Eredath can no longer continue walking the path of Garrison Commander. His atrophied muscles and injured bones can no longer support him from holding weapons to kill enemies in close combat."

"Thank you Holy Light."

Maraad took a deep breath, drew a triangle Holy Crest on his chest, and said:

"As long as others are fine, just think of yourself as Garrison Commander. It's just a profession. Without it, Eredath can still live a good life."

"Yeah, yeah."

Yrel also nodded crazily and said:

"Eredath doesn't have to go to the front line and Great Prophet doesn't need to worry about it. Although he himself is willing to Consecration for the people, he is Grand Executor's only son after all. If something happens to him, it will be difficult for us to explain.

You also said that a cunning enemy is likely to use Eredath as a weapon to harm Lord Velen, so let him stay at the rear with peace of mind.

Just leave the fighting to us."

"That's what he said, but his ideal is okay. Forget it, you can go and stay with him later. After the excess energy in his body is released, he will wake up."

Diakum patted the recruits on the shoulders, then turned and left.

When walking out of the corridor of the gilded Sun Temple, Diakum felt the rhythm of the shadow and turned around, just in time to see Garona tiptoeing out of the shadow.

"What's wrong? It seems like I did something wrong."

Dick was amused by her "cowardly" appearance. He stretched out his hand and called Garona over, jokingly saying:

"As the assassin who killed the crazy Sun Sage and saved the entire Skyreach, you have become the real hero of Arakkoa. They may build a statue for you in Sun Temple. This is a rare honor.

When you took the risk of being burned to ashes and stabbed that knife, you have become our pride, why do you still show such a disappointed attitude?"

"I should have dragged that fool away, even if I had knocked him out with Sap."

Garona pushed up her assassin mask, she sighed with self-blame and said:

"My mother and that fool always fight and fight and look like happy enemies, but I grew up beside her, and I know that my mother accepts Eredath's love. She is just obsessed with fulfilling her father's vows and has no time to pay attention to her own life.

But now that Eredath has turned into such a ghost, how can I explain it to my mother?

I also cannot accept that my mother will end up spending the rest of her life with a disabled Draenei. That would be too cruel for her."

"Well, your worries are really a bit unnecessary."

Diakum shook his head and said:

"If you have read the classics that record Ancient Eredar stories stored in libraries, you should know that for Eternal Life species like us, long-term spiritual companionship is far more important than a ceremonial wedding.

Although saying this is a bit self-proclaimed, we Eredar do know how to appreciate the beauty of the soul.

There is no doubt that the courage, enthusiasm and loyalty that Eredath showed in Skyreach's incident embellished his soul with the most beautiful gauze. My daughter and your mother will not abandon him just because of the change in his appearance.

What's more, he only looks so strange because his hair, eyebrows and beard were burned off by the sun's fire.

It's not a permanent injury, he will return to his original appearance, it's just a matter of time."

Vigilant patted Garona on the shoulder and said:

"Don't think too much, go see him."

"Ouch."

Garona is still very well-behaved in front of Diakum, perhaps because she is one of the few people who has truly seen Vigilant's "double-sided form", and she knows that Saint in the light has a very complicated real side.

He also lives in the darkness, and he goes further than himself.

This alone gives Garona and Diakum some precious "common ground".

"I just saw those Arakkoa Claw Priests, under the orders of Talon King, are collecting the sacred remains of Rukhmar that you purified, but that is your trophy!"

Garona whispered:

"The local Arakkoas are so rude! They took it in without your permission. Maybe you should go get your share.

It's not that I'm stingy.

Mainly because there are only so many demigods in Draenor!

The sun flame of Rukhmar is so similar to the fire of Holy Light. It is very suitable for your fighting style. In this way, sacred objects that are rare and rare should be used rationally, even if they can be of some use in subsequent wars. What do you think?"

"That's someone else's god! Although I was able to purify Rukhmar's body with Anzu's permission, this is already a very dangerous act. It is almost stepping on the edge of the minefield of Arakkoa, especially Sunfire Arakkoa."

Dick shook his head seriously and said:

"You must hold on to this kind of thing, and never give up the long-term overall situation for temporary benefits. I don't lack that little legendary material, but Arakkoa is of great significance to the K'ure Alliance."

"You are not lacking, but others are coughing."

Garona is too embarrassed to continue hinting.

She always felt that her "Grandpa Saint" actually knew what she was implying, but this guy was just pretending to be stupid and using excuses to pressure herself, making it seem like she was the bad guy who coveted the remains of other people's gods.

Garona snorted, retreated and disappeared into the shadows, leaving Diakum with a subtle smile on his face.

How could he not know what this cunning half-Orcs assassin wanted to do with him?

But Dick is not talking nonsense. It is already very anti-human to persuade Old Anzu to "kill his wife to prove his doctrine". Then he tries to get some Rukhmar's sun remains from Anzu to make weapons and protective gear or something, and wear his dead wife to fight.

Do you believe that Old Anzu would risk his life to trade with the dog Saint to the extreme?

Never make such an excessive request in front of a licking dog, it is completely provoking their bottom line.

Besides, loot?

Who said that Diakum didn't get the reward he deserved after purifying the brainless false god of the sun with his own hands?

Saint walked out of this splendid hall full of Arakkoa style. He wanted to find Talon King to discuss the next matter, but when he walked to a deserted place, Diakum looked around, raised his left Shoushou and called Holy Light to gather in the palm of his hand.

It is still his unique white flame.

But as Dick slowly adjusted, the color of the flame soon changed into a unique form that was very similar to the sun flame Rukhmar wore. He thought of the legendary talent he got after killing Rukhmar last night, looked at the talent description of that thing, and sighed helplessly:

"Alas, I am going further and further down the road of "Light Pollution Warrior"."

But there is one thing to say, the effect of this legendary talent is indeed quite overbearing. The blessing from Sun God has almost fully strengthened Diakum's Sun Herald career system, and it can even be said that the system's already powerful AOE ability has been improved to an exaggerated level.

Just a random attack of the enhanced version Divine Storm with no cooling and no consumption is enough to make Diakum fearless in the face of group combat.

But that extra hint that made people reluctant to watch it a second time, full of some dark and obscene connotation, made Vigilant frown slightly.

He knew that the guy who was hiding behind the barrage would not be aimless, and he recalled that when he purified the false god of the sun, he almost never had any in-depth interaction with Rukhmar from the beginning to the end, and ended the false god's life in a fighting manner.

The other side is an irrational beast!

It cannot and will not give the power of the sun it controls to its enemies. Beasts have no "sense of honor", so the origin of this "Rukhmar's Solar Blessing" is very suspicious.

Is it true that the beautiful wife of Old Anzu is still watching everything that happens to Spires of Arak in a special form?

Is this blessing a real reward given by Rukhmar to thank Diakum for purifying the mind of the beast that occupied his body?

Well, if that's the case.

Diakum raised his eyebrows, and a certain worry in his heart Dispersion appeared at this moment.

I am definitely not deceiving Old Anzu.

He is very confident about the connection between Wild God and Ardenweald in the realm of death, which is a stage in the life of the demigods in the realm of life. All life demigods in the entire physical universe will go there after death.

This is the common rule for Life Force and Death Force.

Rukhmar, Anzu and Sethe are all Wild God in the realm of life, so they must have the qualifications to enter there, but we just don't know what Rukhmar's current form is.

However, Vigilant can confirm that as long as he and Anzu arrive at Draenor's "Heart of Life" and come into contact with the deep connection there with Life Force, they will definitely be able to figure out Rukhmar's final whereabouts.

With this thought, Diakum walked into Sun Temple who was guarded by Arakkoa Claw Priests.

Talon King is here to receive his subjects.

Those representatives elected by Arakkoa civilians from all over Skyreach expressed their respect and love for His Majesty Talon King Terokk with loud calls. There are also many commanders and elite Warrior who originally served Sun Cult. At this moment, they are also guarding their supreme monarch as loyalists.

Since the fall of the Sun Empire, the gold content of the "The One Wise King" born from Skyreach is really not a boast.

Terokk's reputation among Sunfire Arakkoa and Arakkoa of the Midnight is extremely high, which has brought great benefits to its action of taking over Skyreach. At least there is currently no voice against Talon King in this city.

However, Dick is very clear that the hidden dangers that prevent Terokk from fully assuming power have not yet been eliminated.

After the monarch's interview came to an end, in the solemn Sun Temple, Talon King walked down from his throne a little tiredly, and said to Diakum:

"A group of Sun Priest escaped last night. Although there were not many in number, they were all core members of Sun Cult. They believed in the apocrypha of the beast and were unwilling to accept Anzu's teachings. I sent Arakkoa Claw Priest to track those die-hards, but they were very fast and had already escaped Spires of Arak."

"Where can they go?"

Diakum snorted coldly:

"Under the shining light of the K'ure Alliance, there is only one place left in Draenor that can accept them, but becoming a member of Shadow Council means that they will abandon the grace of Sun God with their own hands.

We will finally see them and clear them out on the battlefield of the Draenor showdown.

But compared to these defecting Sun Priests, the Claw Pseudo-King Aegis and its Claw Court entrenched in Sethekk Hollow are obviously more dangerous.

There are many Arakkoa of the Midnight who follow them, and since they have chosen to establish their own power in Sethekk Hollow and Blasted Lands, it means that they may use the power of the cursed god Sethe.

We must get rid of them before they cause fire and cause harm to other Arakkoa."

"But I have to stay in charge of Skyreach. The "cleaning up" of this city will take a few days. I also have to personally take over the reorganization of Sun Guard and welcome Arakkoa Claw Priest and Arakkoa of the Midnight back to this sky city in the name of Anzu.

This is the first and most important step to heal the rift between people."

Terokk said dumbly:

"I don't have the extra energy to focus on killing the false king, but my daughter can go and complete this task on my behalf."

"We'll help too."

Diakum promises:

"This is the road for the K'ure Alliance's unity to appear, but please be prepared. After the puppet king Fuqie and we help Anzu completely purify Sethe's Curse, Arakkoa's army will also have to set off and rush to Talador to support our war with Demon Blood Horde."

"Well, that's right."

Terokk looked at those Arakkoa Warrior who were still wearing Sun Cult armor, and it seriously promised:

"You will see Skyreach's Warrior appear on that battlefield. There are too many Warriors in this city who have had their hands stained with blood and urgently need the right actions to wash away their misguided shame. But there is one more thing"

Talon King looked Diakum up and down and said:

"The false god of the sun led the priests to compile the apocrypha based on the behavior of wild beasts. Over the past countless years, that corrupt apocrypha has harmed the minds of the people. The teachings of Sun God must be corrected immediately. I need to see my people return to the true faith of Sunflare.

In this regard, your heroic missionary Mr. Eredath has set an example for us.

I now officially invite the Holy Light Priests of Draenei to join this cause, but I hope that you, the real "Sun Herald", will supervise this matter. I hope that your Priest can grasp that subtle degree.

Although the manifestations of the sacred sun and your Holy Light are very similar, they are not the same existence.

My people always turn their hearts to the sun, and they will never obey the guidance of Holy Light!

You must not use this opportunity to lure my people into Holy Light"

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Having said this, His Majesty Terokk touched the dazzling Lightforging holy patterns on his body, and he sighed and said:

"At least I cannot force my people to convert! Holy Light is good, but it is not Draenor's native faith after all. We Arakkoa have our own traditions and pride."

"But there is no difference between light and light, Your Majesty."

Diakum said softly:

"Sooner or later, your people and even Arakkoa Empire will step into that Primal Light, which is the first light of the birth of the physical universe. All the light we see now comes from Him.

From this point of view, the sun you worship is not fundamentally different from our Holy Light.

Everyone is "People of Light"."

"That will happen in the future! I have to maintain the legal system of the Sun Empire, which is the last breath of pride that supports the down-and-out Arakkoa people to move forward in the dark age. If we lose it, my people will eventually be in dire straits."

Talon King said in a deep voice:

"That's it, there's no need to discuss this matter again!"

"Okay, let's talk about the World Artifact that K'ure Alliance is about to forge. Since Arakkoa has given his own holy object as the foundation for this great cause Consecration, then you deserve to get one of them."

Dick said to Talon King:

"I invite you to go to Elemental Throne in Nagrand or wait at Shattrath City at the appropriate time to witness the birth of the Draenor artifact there."

"I heard that the last step of the artifact requires using the "life force" of this world to quench it?"

Talon King narrowed his eyes and warned:

"If you plan to shoulder that responsibility personally, alien Saint, I will use the painful lesson of the collapse of the Sun Empire to remind you that Heart of Life of Draenor is not kind. It was the plant frenzy set off by that thing that destroyed our empire.

That is the wildest, most rebellious and most terrifying manifestation of the world's natural Life Force

That power has already exceeded the limit that a "demigod" can describe. With all due respect, your Holy Light may not be able to protect you in front of it."

"But without its blessing, World Artifact cannot be born, and if you Sons of Draenor cannot breathe and share the same fate with this world, you cannot defeat the invasion of the Burning Legion!"

Vigilant waved his hand and said:

"That is the responsibility I must bear, that is the risk I must take, that is my battle with fate. You have your persistence, and I have my battle. Thank you for your reminder, but I have made up my mind!"

It was already afternoon when Diakum finished the conversation with Talon King.

He rubbed his belly and planned to find something to eat, but when he passed by Sun Temple, he saw Eredath standing in front of the damaged Sun Tower with the support of Maraad.

He seemed to be mourning something.

Saint walked over and asked Maraad to get him some food instead. At the same time, he told him to gather the recruits and set off to Sethekk Hollow tonight to deal with Claw Pseudo-King Aegis who was entrenched there.

"Are you feeling better?"

When only Dick and Eredath were left, Saint looked at the healing but still shocking wound under Eredath's hood, and whispered:

"You can't be Garrison Commander anymore, son. Do you have any other ideas about your future career plans?"

"I"

Eredath looked at his weak fingers, then raised his head and glanced at the broken crystal tablet in front of him. The execution of the past seven days and nights seemed still vivid in his mind.

Faced with Diakum's inquiry, he said softly:

"I can still be a Priest! Just like my father, Vigilant, the seven days of suffering in Skyreach were not just a torture for me, I survived Holy Light's Faith Trial here.

More importantly, I saw with my own eyes the ugliness of Anhar Priests!

Their fanaticism and blind obedience to faith is shocking to me. They obviously worship the sun, the most sacred symbol in the world, but they can do all kinds of horrible and cruel things in the name of God without any scruples, and call them Consecration gods.

All because they obeyed the beast-like false gods, compiled apocrypha with the behavior of beasts, disturbed people's hearts, and almost destroyed the foundation of civilization of this race.

Their faith is spread in the wrong place, but we cannot deny that they still have faith!

I saw with my own eyes what terrible disasters this power would bring to the people if misused, and I finally understood why my father always insisted on the purity of his people's beliefs during his twenty-five thousand years of exile.

Even to this end, I can make a lot of concessions that originally seemed weak to me.

Me."

He raised his head and looked at Diakum.

Saint looked at him gently like a Priest accepting Confession from a believer, but Vigilant's eyes were so bright, as if he had seen through the deepest darkness hidden in Eredath's heart.

Under his gaze, Eredath lowered his head and half-knelt in front of Diakum like a pious Holy Light Follower.

His body trembled and he closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice Confession:

"Holy Light ah, I'm guilty!

I have concealed some of my personal experiences from you. Even Lelan, who I regard as my soul mate, does not know that I deceived my beloved girl into using the magic-breaking dagger that helped us defeat Teron'gor at Auchindoun Sanctuary.

That was not a gift I received from Kil'jaeden when I was a child.

That short sword was given to me as a gift by Kil'jaeden's lieutenant Stalker Talgath during an encounter hundreds of years ago.

I hid this!

I had private contact with the fallen servant of my other "father", and through its relay, I got an invitation from Kil'jaeden, and my second father invited me to return to Argus.

Kil'jaeden told me that the people who were brought back to Argus by Sarkir lacked guidance. They fell rapidly under the violent temptation of the Burning Legion. He needed a devout believer like my father to return to the people to guide them and protect their souls.

I believe Kil'jaeden did not deceive me on this matter.

But I also believe that it was Greater Demon who wanted to use my hand to complete a "reminder" or "invitation" to my kind father.

Perhaps over a long period of time, the once brave commander had also been eroded by Fel, perhaps just because his lonely soul longed for the nourishment of the brotherhood he once had.

I rejected him.

I thought I was firm enough, but during the subsequent rebellion of Sargerei triggered by Othaar, I admitted that I was affected by those extreme thoughts, and I even felt that my father had failed the people.

Especially when my mother died in the fall of Genedar, I resented him.

Why can Velen protect the people from harm, but he can't protect his wife and my mother? Why can he Consecration everything for his own people, but is unwilling to be selfish for his own family even once?

I'm lost, Vigilant.

I almost got lost in the darkness"

Eredath is crying.

He finally spoke out the thoughts he had hidden in his heart all these years, just like a catharsis of emotion.

At the place of his crucifixion he cried out:

"If Maraad, Lelan and Nubodon had not been by my side, perhaps I would have embarked on the road of irreversible degeneration.

Like those radical Sargereis, I once thought that my father was an incorrigible coward, but now after experiencing this deep-soul Faith Trial, I realized that the real coward is myself.

Whether it is my father Velen or my second father Kil'jaeden, they have sacrificed everything for their people Consecration!

Their sacrifice is so that more people can live a better life, and so that the souls of our people will not sink to the point like Arakkoa where we need to worship apocrypha to muster up courage.

What I want to become Garrison Commander is that I hope to take over the responsibility abandoned by my second father and replace him as the sword and shield of the people.

but i eventually realized

The people are protected by a bright commander like you. What they need more at this time is a leader like my father Velen who can guide their souls.

I will return to Holy Light, put on the white robe of Priest, stick to the will and courage of the people like my father, and never allow any darkness to corrode this precious thing!

Please bear witness to my oath!"

At this moment, a warm hand was placed on Eredath's forehead with residual burns, and Diakum said softly:

"I bear witness to your oath, child.

But you have seen the darkness, you have gone deep into the darkness, and you know what exists in the darkness, so you should shoulder more responsibilities.

You have the courage to sacrifice for others like Velen, and the enthusiasm of Kil'jaeden who is willing to embrace the darkness while protecting the light, so why not combine the two into one?"

"Huh?"

Eredath raised his head in surprise, with tears still in his eyes.

But at this moment, he saw Vigilant spreading his hands.

The left hand is warm Holy Light, and the right hand is covered with a cold shadow. It seems that even the light of Gleam behind him is split into two at this moment, like white and black Light Wings covering Vigilant at the same time.

In the plumes of black and white light that fell at the same time, Eredath heard Vigilant say to him:

"Without light, darkness will eventually engulf the world; without darkness, light will lose its meaning.

We have been trudging through the darkness all our lives, just to find that ray of light that inspires our souls.

Eredath, there are already enough Priest standing in the light to protect the people, but we also need to step into the shadows to build a spiritual wall in the darkness for the people and drive away the covetousness of those who are in the shadows.

As you can see, I have embarked on this road that is destined to be difficult.

Because of your unique experience and the light and shadow insights you have seen, I think you can understand and become another "Vigilant" on the road of faith.

Do I have the honor to guide you on this "Light-Dark Twinborn" path?

Son, don't try to be Velen or Kil'jaeden or me, you should be better than us! You have to be a better leader than us, I think you have the talent."