"What did you do to my son! You damn alien."
When General Staghelm and Diakum appeared again, Archdruid Fandral Staghelm, who had just returned to Silithus from Emerald Dream, immediately felt the change in his son.
Although he has just embarked on the path of shadow, Archdruid's perception of Life Force is so keen?
He roared like an old lion guarding its cubs and rushed forward to grab Diakum's collar. Vigilant had no doubt that Old Staghelm would use "Flame Fist" on him in the next second.
But General Staghelm stopped his father, wearing a mask he said in a deep voice:
"Don't be like this, father! Diakum the Saint just gave us the Afflicted a choice. I volunteered to follow him into the shadows in order to find a way out for the brothers and sisters who are suffering in this fortress.
The Curse of Flesh of the void can transform us back into elf form, but Old God must not dominate this!
We must find a fulcrum that we can trust and have a righteous heart to impose Void Profound Mystery on us so that I can bring my brothers and sisters into their families.
Even if the cost is that we have to be surrounded by shadows, the light of Elune will still shine on us in the dark night."
"Son! Don't do anything stupid."
Old Staghelm jumped anxiously.
He took his son's hand and said loudly:
"You know your father is not that superficial. No matter what you become, you are still my son. Don't do such dangerous things."
"What about this?"
General Staghelm sighed and took off his mask.
Seeing his son's Trolls face again, Old Staghelm's fists clenched unnaturally. He took a deep breath and tried to maintain his kind face, but he couldn't hold back the bulging veins in the corners of his eyes.
Even though he knew in his heart that this was his precious son, this damn Trolls face was really ugly.
"Don't make it hard on yourself, Archdruid."
Yrel was watching the over 10,000-year-old man perform "Yan Yi". She was afraid that Old Staghelm would get angry and get angry, so she hurriedly persuaded:
"Everyone knows that you Druid people are the best, and you don't judge people by their appearance at all. Everyone also believes that your care and love for your family comes from the bottom of your heart, but General Staghelm is sick.
If you are sick, see a doctor!
We can't be stubborn and only place our faith in faith. That's what blind people and fools do!
You have to believe Diakum the Saint's guarantee that he will get better soon, and then you can see your good son again."
"Yes, father, I'm just sick."
General Staghelm put on the mask again and said with relief:
"Just like when I was a child and almost drowned when I fell into the water for fun. At that time, you also told me that I would recover after my illness improved. Please be patient. I will definitely get better and I will definitely return to our home in good health."
Archdruid nodded with difficulty. It was difficult for him to convince himself in a short time to watch his son step into the darkness, so he looked back at Diakum and said:
"What is your level of moral integrity? Don't take my child into the ditch!"
This situation of following morality is very dangerous. It is equivalent to following you, Fire-Bearer, in the dark. Once you go astray, everyone who follows you will encounter terrible dangers.
A similar thing happened to Cenarius Order.
The bad impact of that incident is still reminding us."
"I can't guarantee that I will be able to reach the other side of the light if I am afraid."
Vigilant said warmly:
"But I have decided to complete my trial of the path of light and darkness when facing "Thousand-Eyed Demon". Your son has just entered the darkness for the first time and has not yet chosen to truly follow my morality. Therefore, you and he still have time. If I unfortunately die in the curtain of darkness brought to me by C'Thun, then you still have a chance to bring your child back to the sun.
Speaking of which, how are you coordinating with Black Crow King?"
"We have just invited a few Forest Sprite Sage to arrive at Mount Hyjal. The Druid who are stranded in Draenor will also return after learning. Protecting the people is the first priority of Black Crow King and Emerald Heart. They cannot spare time to come to Silithus to fight."
Old Staghelm, who has been running back and forth in dreams these days, is a little haggard. He said:
"However, since those damn Zandalari Troll have sent people to face the swarm, we don't have to bring all Silverwing Sentinels. Master Lathorius has been authorized by Black Crow King.
Moon Guard and Watchers will participate in this war against darkness as elite troops, and I myself will also lead a Druid vanguard to participate.
Our Silverwing General will also lead a team of Priestess of the Moon over.
But."
Old Staghelm hesitated for a moment. The elf with emerald green antlers looked Diakum up and down and said:
"I participated in War of the Shifting Sands a thousand years ago. In that battle, Black Crow King personally led one hundred thousand elven vanguards, and with the assistance of Dragon Aspects, he defeated the insect army. Now this war initiated by you has very few participants in the war. How are you going to defeat the insect army Dark Temple?
Judging from the way you've been taking your time these days, I feel like you don't seem to be worried about tackling difficult problems. Is it because you're not good at war planning, or are you confident and prepared in advance?"
"I'm waiting."
Vigilant replied to Old Staghelm:
"We Draenei also have an army on the way. We will set off for Scarab Wall soon. They will definitely be able to catch up with this battle.
I think it's time for Black Crow King to mobilize for war. At the end of the Magic Plague disaster, those demons who are sharpening their minions and preparing for attack will most likely start the second invasion they desire.
I can't say what the situation will be like for Eastern Kingdoms by then, but you Kaldorei will definitely bear the brunt of the heavy blow."
"Also, if we focus too much on Magic Plague's panic, we will inevitably lose sight of the other in the attack of the devil. This is just a trick used by Polluter to weaken us."
Fandral Staghelm's expression became serious and he said:
"Then if the war situation is unfavorable, then the world also needs help."
"That's exactly why we're here!"
Diakum made a triangle Holy Crest on his chest and said:
"No matter what our relationship was in the past, as long as you never bow before the devil, then we will be friends! Eredar's demon-slaying blade will always be unsheathed for those who travel with justice."
"I feel like my sanity is collapsing, and the void is eating away at my thoughts. When I shape its flesh and blood, the void keeps adding very destructive "inspirations" to my mind."
Late one night, Diakum ended his "study" tonight by the desert insect nest some distance away from Cenarion Hold.
He rubbed his forehead and said to Neri who was standing by his side:
"Learning the power of the void requires not only talent, but also spirit. A normal spirit is like paying for learning in their eyes. Every time I master a little more, my spirit will collapse."
"But to be honest, the "thing" you made today is at least a bit human."
The Archbishop pointed at Qiraji lying in the sand in front of him.
She was not being sarcastic, but telling the truth. The insect that was "recruited" by Diakum from a nearby insect nest had completely changed its appearance.
It no longer even maintains the basic appearance of Hybrid Insect, but has been completely reshaped into a strange creature.
It is supported by strong hoof-shaped feet, and the whole body is streamlined. The forelimbs turn into horny black tearing thorn blades. The mouth connected with the body is full of Razor-like teeth. There are ferocious "horns"-like bony curved spikes on both sides of the mouth. It retains two pairs of elytra but is unable to fly and can only support the body for short-distance jumps.
There are also bone cutting claws on the top of the body. When biting prey, the ferocious bone blades can cause irreparable lacerations with just the exertion of muscles.
It also has a tail wrapped in horny bone armor.
Under Diakum's gaze, this thing jumped and adapted to its new body, surrounding him as the "Creator" and emitting a newborn cry.
"This is definitely not a creature you made on a whim. It obviously has some underlying hunting logic."
Neri is a master of biology. She squatted on the ground and took out a piece of meat and threw it to this new life. Then she raised her head and looked at Dick under the moonlight of the desert and asked:
"So what's it called?"
"Springtail. I call it "Zergling One", but it is actually still a Hybrid Insect. I only reshaped its flesh and blood and did not deeply modify its life essence.
This means that in the eyes of other Hybrid Insect, although it is completely different, it is still "the same kind"."
Dick looked at what he had "pinched" with Curse of Flesh, and he said:
"It should have been wearing strong horny armor, but unfortunately this bug's Life Force is too weak to support its exaggerated fighting organs. It's just a resemblance."
"Don't belittle yourself so much, Diakum, Curse of Flesh, a beginner, can create this new creature with great potential, which has proven your talent in the way of the void."
Shadow Word also sighed in Diakum's ear, and it urged with a hint of curiosity:
"You clearly have a whole set of flesh-and-blood transformations for the "insect swarm" in your spirit. You can definitely modify the current Qiraji into a more aggressive form, and even create an intelligent system for them that is more in line with their civilization needs.
After you kill C'Thun, you can completely seize the dominance of Qiraji!
It's up to you to personally plan the direction of life evolution for them. Well, Sea of Darkness will definitely benefit from this shocking creation."
"Just because I can, doesn't mean I want to."
Vigilant refused Shadow Word's temptation. He raised his finger and pointed at the insect nest not far away, and ordered to his "creation":
"The decision is yours, Zergling One! Go and show me your fighting power."
"Ouch!"
Zergling One received the instructions from the Creator. It swallowed the piece of meat thrown to it by Neri, quickly digested it and then waved its elytra, allowing it to rush into its former "home" in a jumping and flying posture.
It only took one strike to kill a dazed worker insect.
It only had the orders of the powerful "Creator" in its mind, and it kept attacking all life around it. After killing seven workers, it finally attracted the attention of Hive Guardian.
Several ferocious soldier bugs came and besieged Zergling One. In the end, as Neri watched with regret, Zergling One paid the price with his life and died together with the three soldier bugs. Its broken body was also dragged back to the nest by other worker bugs as nourishment for the eggs to hatch.
"Wouldn't this cause genetic contamination of the insect colony?"
The archbishop brushed his hair, looked back at Diakum, Vigilant, and scratched the famous Holy Crest on his chest to mourn the death of Zergling One, while shaking his head and saying:
"It has only been reshaped into flesh and blood. As I said, its essence is still a Qiraji worm, and the swarm genes have not changed. In the entire system of Curse of Flesh, I have not learned that profound level."
"So, what you are saying is that in the future, if you want to, you can really create a new swarm civilization out of thin air?"
The archbishop widened his eyes and said:
"Curse of Flesh is so powerful?"
"This is the category of "creationism", Neri."
Diakum stretched out his hand to hug his old cutie, and he whispered:
"Although Six Forces all have the ability to create, Void is the real master in creation. Now Azeroth has deep participation in the evolution of other races except elves, Trolls and Tauren.
Titan tried to create perfect life in Azeroth, but the void ruined their plan.
The entire world you see is "created" by the void. Although Void Faction's starting point is definitely bad, it was executed by mistake. Holy Sun haven't found them yet?"
"I found it a few minutes ago, but I was paying close attention to the death battle of "Zergling One"."
Neri smiled, pointed to the deep desert under the dark night ahead, and said:
"They are right there, coming this way along the road. Garrosh and his Mag'har Clan, and their new friends, a group of powerful beings with horns, may be the Tauren you are talking about.
But they look very embarrassed.
Many of them Tauren were coughing, and some were mounted on cars pulled by giant beasts.
They were also infected by Magic Plague, and may have come to seek help. However, Tauren was able to pass the Kaldorei elf's sentry at Feralas. It seems that the relationship between the two races is quite close, at least not hostile."
"The entire Kalimdor is the territory of Night Elf. How can Tauren make a living here and be at odds with others? It is said that after War of the Ancients, it was Archdruid Malfurion who personally placed Kalimdor's creatures.
Tauren may have received the same treatment as Quilboar and Furbolg."
Vigilant shrugged and said:
"Come on, let's go meet them."
He summoned his cool and noble Spectral Tiger, picked up Neri and rushed into the desert. Swift Spectral Tiger ran as fast as the wind, just like a gust of wind and sand blowing in the desert. Vigilant was carried by the wind and arrived near the long motorcade within a few minutes.
"It's Vigilant!"
The Mag'har Great Prophet Gaiara who led the escort in front cheered, and the Orcs Warrior of the K'ure Alliance immediately shouted loudly, cheering up the tired Tauren.
When Diakum came forward, Garrosh, who had a weathered face but had received a new battle ax, and the others stood up straight and paid tribute to Saint of Draenor with the courtesy of Orcs.
Two Fireblade Blademasters are also among them.
But the condition of these people is indeed not very good, as if they have escaped, especially those Tauren and Kodo caravans, which are filled with almost all their belongings.
"Desolace Something happened?"
Diakum asked doubtfully:
"Bloodhoof Clan should be the overlord there. Was it Centaur who drove you out?"
"Yes, but no."
Garrosh sighed.
He knew that Diakum the Saint was a prophet, so he didn't care that he knew about Centaur. While taking Diakum to see Tauren's Chieftain, he explained in a low voice:
"Everything was fine when we rushed over. Although Desolace's Centaur was rampant, it did not exceed the limit that Bloodhoof Clan could deal with. Because it is the ancestral land of Tauren, they did not want Night Elf to intervene in the dispute between the two clans. After we went there, we also assisted Bloodhoof Clan in fighting several victorious battles.
We were about to drive Centaur back into their territory, but just a few days ago, the situation changed."
"Centaur is resurrected! It's an evil psychic spell."
Gaiara answered:
"The effective scope covers all the tombs of the entire Desolace. Those Centaur that were killed and even the Centaur that were buried long ago are all resurrected. Those undead Centaur still have wisdom, and they attack the living under the leadership of the war khans of their respective eras.
Not only did the Undeads attack Tauren, they even attacked the living Centaur. It was a massacre.
The mobility of those Centaurs was so terrifying. Just when we reacted, the entire Desolaces seemed to be swept away by a Bladestorms.
The living Centaur was forced to retreat into their Holy Land Valley of Spears, and Bloodhoof Clan also escaped from the dead Desolace with the help of us and Cenarius Order.
Cairne Chieftain entrusted his good brother Hamul Runetotem Archdruid to escort the old and weak to Golden Plains for temporary refuge. He himself brought Warrior from his clan to support Silithus's war. Of course, he also wants to get some support from you.
Although Magic Plague cannot transform Tauren, it will make them continue to be weak, which is why Tauren is retreating steadily under the attack of the undead Centaur."
"Now the entire Desolace is blocked by Night Elf sentries and priests, but they have good intentions."
Garrosh looked around and whispered:
"Before we evacuated, Lantresor and Samuro took the risk to conduct a reconnaissance on Valley of Spears of Centaur. Sword Saint discovered something terrible.
Those alive Centaur are joining Burning Legion!
I heard that the ancestors of Centaur seem to have some relationship with Corrupted Cenarius. In short, they were frightened by the undead Centaur, and they could only pray for mercy from their ancestors. Polluter wished that there were more half-demons in this world.
That place will soon enter into a crazy fight between demon Centaur and death Centaur.
Burning Legion is coming!
Centaur's fall is just the beginning.
Those barbarians reminded me of Orcs who drank the demon blood. Damn it! We tried to stop them, but we were weak and in the end we only rescued some imprisoned Centaur elders and some old, weak, women and children.
They parted ways with us at Feralas and took refuge in the territory of Quilboar."
"Hmm."
Diakum nodded. The rapid deterioration of Desolace's condition confirmed his previous guess. Polluter's patience was running out. The final countdown to the demonic invasion of Azeroth had begun.
"Are you the Diakum the Saint that my brother Garrosh has been praising?"
Cairne Bloodhoof Chieftain, carrying a huge totem on its back, sounded like a bell. It lowered its head and looked at Diakum of Human Form, feeling that it was not the same as the tall and powerful alien Saint that Garrosh mentioned.
Dick took off Disguise Brooch and turned himself into a half-giant again. This time, Cairne Chieftain nodded with satisfaction.
Right.
Only this kind of good man who can stand up with his fists and run a horse with his arms is worthy of the title "Saint".
Tauren is as honest and straightforward as their appearance, and cannot hide things, so after a brief conversation, Cairne told Diakum its request with a sad face.
"Our Shaman master Magatha Grimtotem is helpless with Magic Plague. She suggested that we seek help from the Highmountain Tribe, a distant relative of Broken Isles, but Kaldorei's partner told us that Highmountain Tribe was also tortured by Magic Plague.
I heard from my elf friend that you have a cure for Magic Plague?"
"Yes, and you don't have to worry, the Druids in the country of Kaldorei will soon be able to control Devolution Spores."
Dick said with relief:
"With your friendly relationship with them, they will do their best to heal you, but Silithus's war is dangerous, and you probably shouldn't join it."
"Actually, I don't want to come either."
Lao Niu is indeed an honest person. When he heard Vigilant's dissuasion, he didn't know how to be polite. He sighed, flicked his tail and told the truth:
"We have few people and cannot withstand the torment of war, but my brother Dezco kept saying that he heard An'she's will, saying that we must come to this desert to find hope.
I was so annoyed by it that I had no choice but to think that since it was Sun God who spoke incorrectly, I brought my Warriors here to try my luck and escort my Mag'har brothers.
Garrosh They helped us a lot. Tauren always treats friends sincerely. Their enemies are our enemies!
Oh, Dezco is Chieftain of the "Dawnchaser" tribe, we call it "Sunwalker", other Tauren believe in Earth Mother, but Dawnchaser Tribe believes in the sun god An'she, but the strong and good Warrior like Kodo fell ill on the way here."
Chieftain Bloodhoof took Diakum to the Kodo caravan, pointed to a strong Tauren lying inside, and said:
"It is very sick. It seems that Magic Plague is deliberately targeting it."
"This is Fel's malice towards Holy Light, Chieftain Bloodhoof, which shows that Dezco Chieftain has indeed obtained Primal Light's will."
Dick could tell at a glance that the Tauren in front of him was not only a Holy Light Walker, but also a "Sun Herald" like him. However, the legendary career inheritance of Tauren was incomplete.
In their beliefs, Holy Light is given the title "Sun God", which is similar to the situation of Arakkoa.
Tauren's Holy Light Doctrine is still at the level of "worship of all spirits", let alone compared with the level of the church of Draenei, even compared with humans, it is far behind, but animism has the benefits of animism, at least the professional system between Tauren is not rigid, and the compatibility is almost like a hundred flowers blooming.
Among the Tauren brought by Cairne Bloodhoof, there are Warrior, Shaman, Druid and the big black bull paladins who believe in the Holy Light branch.
Everyone has unique skills that should not be underestimated.
"May Holy Light bless my brothers of faith!"
Vigilant stretched out his hand and placed it on Sunwalker's shoulder. The warm Holy Light turned into a sacred halo and spread outward in this moment.
Under Chieftain Bloodhoof's surprised gaze, its seriously ill brother recovered visibly, and the surrounding Taurens who were tortured by Magic Plague also received more Life Force blessings because of Holy Light's cure.
This cannot cure Magic Plague, but it can make them persist more smoothly until Cenarion Hold, where there is a Forest Sprite Sage invited by Old Staghelm who can make them seed water to drink.
Magic Plague will not let Tauren Flesh Degradation have the blessing of life, so they do not need to take seeds, they only need to drink the healing water to recover quickly.
"An'she! I saw the real "Sun Herald"!"
After a few seconds, Dezco Chieftain, which was tortured by Magic Plague, opened its eyes. The moment it saw Diakum, it shouted:
"You are An'she's Messenger. You were sent by Sun God to convey hope to us! An'she foretells to me that the era of war is coming. Only by uniting by your side can Tauren persist until the next era of peace arrives."
It stood up tremblingly and half-knelt at the feet of Vigilant in a pious manner.
Dawnchaser Tribe's Tauren Warrior originally had doubts about Chieftain's persistence, but when they saw Diakum's Holy Light changing like sunshine, they also shouted "An'she" and knelt down in front of Diakum.
This scene made Dick confused.
But soon, he heard a weak voice reminding him:
"Holy Light has seen the temptation of the void towards you. He is anxious. He is also showing his generosity. He is afraid that you will be pulled into Sea of Darkness by the void. You are so popular, Diakum."
"Argus Lord? Are you okay?"
Dick asked in spirit:
"You haven't talked to me for a long time."
"I just slept for a while, but I heard the moans of Azeroth more clearly here. My sister is in pain. She is very close to Him here."
weak Argus Star Soul said:
"Help him, Diakum."
"You can rest soon! In a few days, I will reunite you with your sisters."
Dick answered, and then looked helplessly at Holy Light that enveloped him and Dawnchaser Tribe in front of him.
He sighed and whispered:
"There is no need to force yourself to do things you don't like to do. I have no intention of abandoning Holy Light. There is no need to compare my "generousness" with the void. You have given me enough things. I have accepted this "gift" you sent.
Don't worry, the trial of light and shadow has come to an end, and I will return to your light soon."
Holy Light beats as if in response. It turns into a more active midnight sun and spreads outwards, seeming to illuminate the dark night and making the bull-headed paladins more pious.
"Why are you so hypocritical? Diakum, you are obviously tempted."
Shadow Word laughs in the light.
It says:
"If you are not moved, you will not tirelessly study the secrets of Curse of Flesh for several nights in a row. What we are giving you is the road to the "Creator". Holy Light cannot give you such a generous favor.
He knows that he is at a disadvantage, and now he wants to recover, but he can only give you a group of sick and big black cattle as a follower.
Hahaha, Holy Light's power in this world is far less powerful than ours in the void.
It feels good to be sought after by others, right? Vigilant.
But the Void is very patient, and the Void will not let you answer right now. C'Thun is encouraging the bugs to prepare for war, and it is also aware that the danger is coming. Go ahead and take it down! Step on its corpse and become Vantage Point, the "God Chosen" of the Void."