Azeroth: Dawn of the Holy Light
Chapter 258

11. Fine, Now It's a Repeat of Troll Empire vs. Qiraji

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Profound Meaning of the Curse of Flesh is too profound, Diakum feels like it is the first time for me to learn something so hard.

He spent half the night listening to Shadow Word explain to him the alienation of life by the void, and spent half the night practicing how to use Fallen Edict to reshape flesh and blood, but until dawn came, Vigilant failed to reshape Hybrid Insect, which was captured as a test subject, into another form.

"So, you spent one night just to make it grow two more legs?"

Neri, who had had a good sleep, rubbed her eyes and stood next to Dick, looking at Hybrid Insect in front of her with strange eyes, and she said suspiciously:

"It's just that it has legs. Why are they different lengths? It looks like a disabled insect. Is that right?"

"Don't be too demanding for your first practice. It only takes seven hours to master it to this level. It's already pretty good."

Dick also felt that his "creation" was a bit strange, just like his Eredar calligraphy, which he was ashamed to see, so when he stood up, he sprinkled a wisp of Shadowflame and burned it to ashes.

He doesn't even need to care whether this is too cruel. This kind of Hybrid Worker Insect has no self-thinking, and even the sense of pain has been weakened to the extreme in the evolution promoted by Void Power. If a Qiraji Hive is compared to a whole, then these huge numbers of worker insects are equivalent to walking tentacles and can hardly be called complete individuals.

They must be combined with other bugs to form a complete system, so even if the extreme animal protection group of "Benevolent Society" came over, it would be difficult to criticize Vigilant's cruel behavior.

"Your learning goal is "Thousand-Eyed Demon" C'Thun. Learn how to use the power of the void to evolve Qiraji into its current posture. This is the most perfect case of Profound Meaning of the Curse of Flesh at the practical level."

While Dick was washing up, Shadow Word gave instructions in his ear:

"Curse of Flesh is a tool used by the Tao of the Void to intervene in the evolution of mortal civilization. By distorting the life forms of the group, it forces them to move towards the path that the Void desires to see, just like the whip in the hands of a shepherd.

Of course, you have to spend some time thinking about the future path your creation will take.

This is the responsibility and mission of a "Creator".

The void can corrode and catalyze all things, but corrosion and distortion are not results but means. If you want to walk in the darkness, you must clarify your purpose so that you can make better use of the power of the void.

But you learned quickly, which makes us very happy;

Your goals are clear, which is destined to make extraordinary achievements. The premise is that you must completely get rid of the shackles Holy Light has imposed on you, whether it is body or mind.

Fel The plague intertwined with life will inevitably bring a great turning point to the fate of the elves. This is a good opportunity for you to practice Path of the Void!

Go ahead, don't hesitate, don't be timid!

To walk in the void, you should be clear-eyed. Voidwalkers should be bold and show your potential and talent to Sea of Darkness with an open heart."

"Don't talk nonsense! At my current learning speed, how long do you think it will take to complete Flesh Remolding for Onyxia?"

Vigilant wiped his face and asked.

Shadow Word made a sarcastic laugh and said in a long voice:

"You want to fly before you have learned how to crawl? That is a fallen black dragon! It was the three Old Gods in this world who united to create the continuation of the miracle of the void. How dare you, a little Vigilant, have such a big dream at this time?

Learn slowly.

Be patient and wait until you can transform the desperate Dark Troll into an elf form before you consider reversing the black dragon's curse."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Diakum nodded and followed Shadow Word's teachings like a student.

But just when he walked out of his room, he saw Yrel walking over in a hurry and reported to him:

"Your friend Farodis is here. They teleported outside the fortress very accurately. Maraad is bringing them in. They are here for you."

"Them?"

Dick raised his eyebrows and said:

"Old Lich didn't come alone?"

"Of course not, he brought a lot of people with him."

Yrel said in a slightly exaggerated tone:

"Those are all powerful spell casters. I feel that their Arcane fluctuations are gathered together and can distort the surrounding light without even needing to perceive them. And each of them is graceful and graceful. At first glance, they are super powerful spell casters."

Lady Aegwynn Tell me to come to you quickly.

Her actual words were that if she offended this group of people, even with Staff of Sargeras, it would be difficult for her to take us to escape smoothly without causing a disaster."

"So exaggerated?"

Dick raised his eyebrows, and quickly rushed to the preparation area in front of the fortress with Yrel to meet Farodis. As soon as he came out, he was restrained by "Galaxy Battleship" summoned by old Lich.

Good guy!

Four demigods!

They are all spell casters. I believe your team is going to Arcane Explosion all the way to promote C'Thun and its Qiraji Empire. Moreover, two of these three graceful Highborne are "old acquaintances".

Prince Tortheldrin and Dean Aelya Blue Moon's encounters in the official history were all "miserable".

The thread of fate that he pulled more than 20,000 years ago also brought them into a new life, which is gratifying! Although these three guys will not thank themselves for "things that have not happened", Vigilant does have a joyful "sense of accomplishment" at this moment.

It's like a vegetable farmer seeing good leeks growing luxuriantly.

Diakum laughed in his heart, and asked Yrel to invite masters General Staghelm and Lathorius to come over. They Highborne are powerful people coming from afar, so this Goblin spirit must show his mastery in spite of everything.

"Let me introduce you."

Farodis called Diakum over, pointed at the three graceful Highborne beside him, and said:

"The lord of Azsuna and Nar'thalas City, Elven Empire Magic Prince Toserin·Governor Herrerasas.

Dean Nar'thalas Academy, Ms. Aelya Blue Moon, first-class honorary member of the Palace Mage Group Azshara.

Shandaral Farstriders Leader, Crystalsong Forest and Loremaster Lord Sandar of Sundaralar Grand Library.

These three are all faction leaders and powerful figures in Highborne, and their purpose of coming here is the same as mine."

The three introduced elf leaders looked at Diakum with scrutiny and curiosity. Spellcasters of their level have the blessing of Arcane and will not be confused by Disguise Brooch, so they can naturally see the true appearance of Diakum.

They bowed slightly to Diakum with Highborne's reserve and magnanimity, and Vigilant returned the courtesy of Eredar. At the same time, they felt in their hearts that the family background of this elven clan was very strong.

Farodis can summon three demigods to help with his fists with just a casual greeting. If you add "Elven Forbidden Army" from Suramar's side to protect Azshara, the elves alone may not be able to gather a "Demigod Ten-Man Squad" when they encounter a crisis.

The most important thing is that Diakum can distinguish among the three demigods in front of him. Except for Blue Moon Dean and Farodis, which have also transformed into Lich, the other two are still alive. Highborne does not rely on the power of World Tree Eternal Life as Night Elf. These two people are definitely capable of surviving from War of the Ancients to now.

Loremaster Sandar is an unfamiliar leader to Diakum the One.

But Vigilant knows that they are a group of Highborne scholars who were trapped in Northrend when the War of the Ancients world collapsed, all composed of spellcasters and their ranger guards.

In the official history, in order to delay their own Magic Addiction, these guys had the audacity to target Blue Dragon's Nexus, trying to secretly learn the Blue Dragon's technique of converting magic power out of thin air. In the end, they failed and directly blew up their city and created Crystalsong Forest.

Listening to Farodis's introduction just now, in the current Azeroth, Crystalsong Forest still appears, but Sandar Elf has not been exterminated because of this. There is also a demigod leader who is probably living quite well in the far north on the roof of the world.

Just as Diakum was looking at the scholar Shandaral, the white-haired lady wearing a Highborne luxurious robe, a white bear skin cloak, and a Arcane headband also looked at him.

"Excuse me, is there a powerful Lightforged warrior under your command who accidentally fell into Northrend?"

The cold lady said softly:

"Not long ago, my people observed that the savage Trollss of Zul'Drak were fighting with someone, so I sent a ranger to check, and finally learned that it was the Holy Light Warriors from another world who were punishing those vicious Drakkari Trolls.

The brave "Hunter" General Ristalan really couldn't stand the abominable act of human sacrifice by the Trollss, so he launched a righteous attack on Drakkari. My tribe provided them with much-needed supplies and also rescued several warriors.

Because we have a common enemy with them, Sundaralar City is currently the foothold and base camp of Lightforged.

To tell you the truth, my generals are discussing with Your Excellency Ristalan to attack Drak'Tharon Keep of Drakkari Troll together. Lightforged are determined to get rid of Evil Wind Serpent Loa who desire human sacrifice. This has also been the strategic goal of Sandar Elf for thousands of years.

I have a deep memory of the bravery of Lightforged under your command, and we currently have a "semi-employment" relationship with them. Therefore, when I was invited to come here, General Ristalan asked me to convey his message to you.

He said that they would stay in Northrend for the time being and would definitely use Authority of Holy Light to educate those barbaric and depraved beings. Moreover, he seemed to have obtained the oracle from Holy Light, and kept saying that "ultimate evil" would appear in Northrend.

They will be Saint Lightforging's defense line in this world when darkness falls."

"I must thank you and your people for your aid to my subordinate Warrior, Loremaster."

Diakum thanked very frankly:

"Without your help, Ristalan and Lightforged will definitely have a bad time. Since Holy Light has given them the will, let them stay there temporarily. At the appropriate time, I will go and join my Warrior."

"If you two are done reminiscing about old times, can we get down to business?"

Ms. Aelya Blue Moon upholds the efficiency that a spell caster should have. She is not a politician and is too lazy to praise her. She pushed up her crystal glasses and said:

"Please forgive me for being presumptuous, but one month later, Nathrezim Academy will have a mid-term exam, and I must supervise the tutors' preparation of questions and the students' review throughout the entire process. If Magic Plague hadn't been menacing and vicious, I would not have come at this educational point.

I know Magic Plague is dangerous, but the quality of teaching for this period of students must also be guaranteed!

To say the least, if my students cannot protect the vulgar appearance they care about, they should at least retain a beautiful soul refined by knowledge.

I don't want my negligence to cause them to make fools of themselves all over the world after graduating with superficial spellcasting skills, lowering the glorious image of our Nathrezim Academy?

Isn't this my favorite disciple, Nathrezim Academy, the most outstanding graduate in the past thousand years? Magna Aegwynn?

Are you here too?

Come here quickly!

Let Master take a good look at you."

The first half of the words of the very educator-like dean Lich were cold, but after Lady Aegwynn appeared, her tone became visibly lively, full of the tolerance and preference that a strict teacher has for good students.

Aegwynn coughed a few times in embarrassment and stepped forward to greet the instructor. Farodis whispered to Diakum beside him:

"When Aegwynn was being hunted by Dalaran, she disguised herself as a student and hid in the Nathrezim Academy for a while. Her original intention was really just to avoid trouble, but in the end, with such an outstanding talent, she was taken in by Blue Moon and became her direct disciple.

Later, Tirisgarde's battle mage chased him and started messing around. As a result, Blue Moon Dean was annoyed and was sent to the "bad student class" in the name of "interfering with teaching."

She demanded that they must rely on their own academic level to pass the graduation examination before they would be released. It was useless for anyone to intercede. Antonidas, who was still Grand Magus at the time, went to intercede in person, but was asked by Blue Moon to write ten papers. Even he was almost detained there.

So during that time, Dalaran could only hold his nose and pretend not to know where Aegwynn was hiding, so Aegwynn got a relaxed rest environment.

She completed all the courses at Blue Moon Dean there and became one of the most outstanding graduates in the history of the Nathrezim Academy. Her photo is still hanging on the honor list of Azsuna's old campus.

This is a rare honor for us spellcasters!

Well, one more thing, I am also Outstanding Graduate, and my photo is above Aegwynn, hanging together with the graduation photo of Governor Toserin."

"What about those battle mages who were sent to the bad student class? Doesn't anyone care about them?"

Yrel was shrinking his neck and asked with a look of horror:

"Is there no one to rescue them? Don't poor students have human rights?"

"They, they are probably still studying hard in the lower grade classes at this time."

Farodis said with a sigh:

"That is the syllabus formulated by Queen Azshara during the Elven Empire period. Human beings can't complete it in hundreds of years with their talent, and it is even more difficult to pass the demanding graduation exam.

What's more, in Dalaran, only spellcasters with less outstanding talents will choose to become battle mages.

But it doesn't matter, Blue Moon's Nathrezim Academy will provide free "Lich upgrade assistance" to students who have been unable to graduate for a long time. It is part of the student welfare. In fact, the Lich currently walking in the world of Azeroth is basically related to the Nathrezim Academy.

Although few mortals know about Blue Moon's academy, as long as you reach the level of Grand Magus, you will receive an admission invitation from the Nathrezim Academy.

It's a pity that only Highborne and High Elf are proud of this and enroll in school on time. There are not many humans who dare to register.

The last human mage who graduated from here in a short time was Medivh. There is also the Outstanding Graduate trophy of Medivh in Karazhan's treasure house.

Dalaran's mage leader, Council of Six Speaker Antonidas is still a "day student". He is busy with Dalaran's government affairs, so he can only come to study in his spare time. Fortunately, that guy is really talented, and he will probably graduate successfully in a few decades.

It's a pity that his learning efficiency is destined to fail him to become Outstanding Graduate."

"So, the purpose of the Nathrezim Academy is to "learn until you die, but you still have to learn after you die"?"

Yrel shook his little tail and sighed:

"Your Azeroth style of educator seems to be a bit Tai Chi."

"Then you should lament that you didn't go to school in our hometown Arcane Academy, Yrel."

Diakum thought of the distant story, he sighed and said:

"The teaching atmosphere of the Arcane Academy, which was under the leadership of Archimonde, was even better. I remember that the standard time from enrollment to graduation was one hundred and thirty-five years. Unlucky guys like my disciple Imira would waste a hundred and fifty years in the college.

It can only be said that the institutions of higher learning in Xinghai probably have a strict management order."

Governor Toserin, who had been silent all this time, had a stern look on his face. He was observing the people in front of him until the conversation between Farodis and Diakum came to an end. The real Magic Prince stepped forward and said to Dick:

"After receiving the subpoena from Black Crow King, I have been thinking about a question. Can the number of Spriggans of the alien Vigilant and your Draenor really completely cover the Magic Plague infection area of Azeroth?

Highborne Due to physical reasons, the change time of our people when they are infected by Magic Plague is much shorter. In this case, even with the full assistance of Spriggans, can we really ensure that the people under my command can safely survive the catastrophe of the change under the torture of Magic Plague?"

"You are very wise. You asked the core of the problem in one sentence."

Diakum did not hide anything, he told the truth:

"The number of natural seeds that Spriggans can catalyze is limited. Although using seeds to prepare alchemical potions can greatly extend the time for Magic Plague to take effect, perhaps you should all be prepared for the outcome that some people will degenerate into Dark Troll."

"Well, I guessed it."

Toserin Governor is a decisive leader.

He did not feel disappointed. Instead, he turned to look at the dark city wall in the yellow sand in the distance and said:

"So, the "fallen shaping" promised by the dark god can also be one of the elves' self-rescue methods, but it must not be shaped by it. We must take the secret method into our hands before everything is irreversible."

"On this point, I have a cooperation proposal."

Dick took a step forward and whispered to Governor Toserin:

"Please move on to discuss in detail. In addition, void is void and ancient gods are ancient gods, and the two cannot be confused."

Before he had a secret conversation with Prince Tortheldrin, Diakum turned back to Farodis and told Troll Empire that Troll Empire would come to support the insect swarm war.

Old Lich blinked in surprise after hearing this, then rolled his eyes and sneered:

"Are the Trollss eager to claim their sovereignty over Dark Troll now? They are convinced that it will be difficult for us to survive the disaster of this change on our own, so they want to take the opportunity to expand their influence.

OK.

This time the Troll Empire family is really kissing!

But don't even think about it!

Even if I allow my tribe to rely on the power of the void to restore purity, I will never allow them to join in with the barbaric Trolls."

"But in fact, you all know that the predecessor of the elf is obviously."

Archbishop Nali had just opened her mouth, and all the elves around her turned to look at her at this moment. If looks could kill, Neri would probably be cut to pieces at this moment.

"Okay, pretend I didn't say that!"

The archbishop was timid.

Under the glare of a group of elves and demigods, she raised her hands to indicate that she had said something wrong, and then looked back at General Staghelm, who was wearing a mask and was still glaring at her.

You have become Dark Troll! Why are you still staring at me?

It's really Trolls body elf heart.

Hey, Vastan, do you know that your existence itself is the most favorable proof of "Elf Trolls said"! If Black Crow King is more cruel, I'm afraid you will "Mortal realm evaporate" in a few days.

"General Staghelm, please come with me."

Vigilant called out and walked into the next room with Fandral Staghelm and Toserin. Farodis looked around and exchanged the same look with the scholar Shandaral. The two spellcasters secretly released the spying magic, wanting to hear the progress of Toserin.

Highborne and High Elf have their own national conditions here.

Their connection with Life Force is not as unique as Kaldorei. The number of Spriggans is also a real problem that cannot be changed. If the problem can be solved with "magic", it will be a perfect ending for them.

What happened to the void?

The power of the void is also a part of magic!

"Hey hey hey"

The ghost of Shadow Word made a weird laugh high in the sky. It knew that Diakum finally learned to put aside its prejudices and began to take the "pragmatism" route in harsh situations.

Look, how well I taught him.

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