Azeroth: Dawn of the Holy Light
Chapter 362

47. The Moonlit God of War Has a Temper, and One More Look Will Make Her Explode

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Despite losing the protection of the green dragons, Emerald Dream, as an extension of Life Force, still hangs over Material World. Druid opens cracks leading to it everywhere. As long as you get the guidance of a suitable guide, you can quickly travel between places in the dream.

This is Night Elf's "unique combat method". It is difficult for other races to achieve the racial characteristics of being as close to nature and being accepted by nature.

But having said that, dreams still have the concept of space, so even if the time can be shortened, it still requires a quick march.

Diakum followed the heavily armed Watcherss running in the dreamland. This ghost place was very different from Material World, which caused Vigilant to Jin Gui's Spectral Tiger cannot be summoned here, and can only ride the Dream Wildebeest like Watchers, which makes Dick who is used to "special mounts" a little uncomfortable.

Now that I already have three special mounts given by the Force, Holy Light, Void and Death, I have to find a way to collect some vehicles suitable for different terrains. Otherwise, it would be unreasonable for me to ride an ordinary war horse when I go out to Saint, a majestic alien world.

After working so hard for Holy Light and the great cause of the void, it would be too much if the hobby of collecting mounts is not satisfied.

But this journey is not easy.

Because Polluter was once the demigod of life and the adopted son of Ysera, it had a very deep understanding of Emerald Dream. After entering Material World, it put very evil things into this field of life, causing nightmares to the good Emerald Dream.

Those black and sticky monsters will change into various postures in the gray mist and show their claws. It is said that they are the maliciousness in Dream of All Beings and will form very dangerous entities in Emerald Dream.

Theoretically, this thing has something to do with the void. After all, dreams have always been the void's way of seducing souls into corruption.

Unfortunately, Diakum has not yet mastered the similar Void Profound Mystery, but wherever he goes, those nightmare entities will indeed stay away obediently, which makes Watchers's progress in the dreamland smooth.

A few hours later, they entered Mount Hyjal's defense line from another exit in the dreamland.

It took half a day to travel through most of Kalimdor. At this speed, even the well-informed Vigilant would give a thumbs up.

What?

Why not use Teleportation Spell?

Good question!

Of all the consequences of using a continental teleportation spell in a place where demons gather together and the space map is already in chaos due to interference from Twisting Nether, the easier one is to be randomly thrown into a corner of Twisting Nether, and the more serious one may be directly sent to the surface of the Fel star.

In the most extreme case, the moment you step out of the portal, you can say "yeah" to Sargeras who is killing Void Lord on the opposite side.

Don't believe it?

If you don't believe it, you can consult Dalaran, the famous dwarf Grand Magus Millhouse Manastorm. He can send himself to the stars in his own safe laboratory. If Demon Hunter hadn't given him a hand, this guy would have stopped thinking like a perfect creature.

Friends who often use portals to be lazy know that things like Teleportation Spell are for emergencies. Don't gamble your life casually when you can travel safely.

Spellcasters of Aegwynn and Medivh levels should learn Raven Form and fly slowly. If even they are afraid of problems with Teleportation Spell, then it is better not to provoke the uncertainty of Arcane with Diakum and "Holy Light Cannon".

"Nightsworn Fortress is below Malorne's Refuge. Elune Sisterhood uses the power of "Wayward Watcher" to maintain the long-term seal of Nightsworn. Only the moonlight attracted by Malorne can keep Night Warrior in a long-term sleep."

Watchers leader Illysanna·Ravencrest transferred to Hippogryph and led the sisters to the guard location. At the same time, he introduced Vigilant who was driving Sunwing:

"It is an absolutely forbidden place. Since it was built thousands of years ago, only a handful of people are allowed to enter it at a specific time."

"I guess you are afraid that changes in the external environment will stimulate Nightsworn's seal?"

Diakum said:

"After all, you can't confirm whether the power seal will be effective for a long time."

Watchers was silent for a moment, then nodded and said:

"It hurts, but it's true.

Nightsworn may wake up after 10,000 years, but she may also open her eyes in the next second. For others, Ms. Tyrande is the hero of the entire world and race. She personally saved Azeroth 10,000 years ago.

But for the Watcherss who are responsible for guarding Nightsworn Fortress, Nightsworn is the most dangerous "bomb" in the world.

We draw power from the black moon of Ms. Elune. We are the hands of the dark night of White Lady. Because of this, we have a better understanding of how terrifying the power of Night Warrior, who has been sealed for ten thousand years, can be.

In fact, even now that Polluter is closing in on Mount Hyjal, Watchers has not been dispatched to the battlefield.

It can be seen that Your Excellency Malfurion and my father know very well who is more dangerous between Great Demon Lord and Nightsworn."

"I can understand the pressure."

Diakum looked at Malorne's Refuge who was getting closer and closer.

It was an ancient temple that was rarely visited by people. It remained quiet all year round and was even somewhat dilapidated. Kaldorei deliberately did not repair the temple in order to cover up the Nightsworn Fortress below.

As everyone got closer, he could even feel more and more clearly the sealed cold power hidden underground in front of him. It was the supreme manifestation of Life Force at the level of destructive power, and represented the physical anger of a true god of the universe.

Holy Light applied a stream of light around Diakum without being called. This was a warning from the Force, informing him that there was something dangerous ahead that he could not fight against.

"Can you explain to me the specific situation of Ms. Tyrande?"

Diakum said softly:

"I have heard some legends about Night Warrior from my people in the stars. I know that they are the carriers of Lady Elune's wrath. The moment they complete Black Moon Ritual, their bodies will become the containers that carry Wrath of Elune.

Ms. Elune will give her darkest moon phase to her Punisher.

It is said that the dark anger will continue to accumulate all the time. Night Warrior can only keep fighting to release those powers, but in most cases, the speed at which they release their power is far less than the speed at which Elune can reduce their anger.

Therefore, the final outcome of every Night Warrior is to be burned to death in Black Moon's Wrath."

"Yes, it was a glorious one-way journey of faith."

Illysanna used a metaphor.

When everyone landed in front of Malorne's Refuge's temple, she said hoarsely:

"Night Warrior embarked on the road to death the moment they were born. Their existence itself is the teaching embodiment of the concept "Life and Death Great Cycle".

The dark moon phase of White Lady will only appear when the family encounters a devastating disaster. It should not exist in Material World for a long time.

When Night Warrior is burned up by his own power, it means the elimination of disaster. That is Elune's compassion for the world, but if they do not die under the gaze of Moon Goddess, then Night Warrior itself will become a disaster.

Death is the rest that these heroes the One can find.

And now, Ms. Tyrande is trapped by that seal.

She is trapped in Between Life and Death. Every minute and every second, the Wrath of Elune of Elune will continue to accumulate on her body. Those terrifying powers have been accumulated for ten thousand years and have already exceeded the limit that Ms. Tyrande can bear."

Illysanna raised his Thorn Chakram, and in Black Moon Light's Gleam, he let the owl statue in front of him shine. Then a secret door appeared in front of everyone. It was a passage without any light. When Diakum walked into it, he could feel at least thirty eyes falling on him.

Watchers's explanation continued. She stepped into the darkness in front and her breath was blocked, leaving only a deep voice echoing:

"We have considered what will happen here once Ms. Tyrande wakes up. Perhaps her body will be burned to death by Wrath of Elune the moment she wakes up. Although it is cold-blooded to say this, it is indeed a good ending for everyone.

Ms. Maiev has never given up researching that kind of power. She has some methods, but she is not sure whether they will be effective."

"You can't just think about the bad things, but occasionally think about the good things."

Diakum Walking in the dark.

He was not panicked and even felt a strange sense of relief. He could sense that the darkness was actively embracing him.

Then he drew a triangle Holy Crest on his chest and said:

"The best case scenario is that Ms. Tyrande has adapted to the anger of Moon Goddess during ten thousand years of sealing and sleeping. All powerful forces will assimilate the holder. She may even become the first Night Warrior in the history of the entire material universe that can fully control Black Moon's Wrath.

She may be assimilated and transformed by the power of White Lady, and finally wake up in the stable form of Lesser God."

"But that would mean the destruction of us and even this continent."

Watchers said quietly:

"Night Warrior is a symbol of anger and destruction. Your Excellency, she will not shape anything beautiful with her hands. That is not the path she should take. If what you said really happens, then when Nightsworn opens her eyes, all the lives she can feel will die.

Her mind is trapped in the moment of fighting Azshara, which means she will not show mercy to anyone.

That's a god of death.

We're here!

Please do not make any actions that may interfere with the seal, just stand here and take a look, for the safety of you and the entire world."

As Illysanna whispered, the surrounding darkness opened at the next moment Dispersion. Diakum was sure that he had just walked through a space confusion zone, because he had come from the surface to an area at least a few hundred meters underground.

This is a circular underground area, with nine Priestess of the Moon chanting the scriptures of Elune from different directions. A lonely and cold moonlight shines from the area above the head and is shrouding the high platform in front.

Half-kneeling there was a lady Night Elf wearing a moon-white war dress.

She maintained the posture of praying to Moon Goddess, and her long battle skirt was scattered behind her in a very artistic gesture.

She lowered her head and couldn't see her face. She could only see her long green hair tied into braids and hanging down on her chest, forming a very dangerous "hairstyle".

Suspended in the moonlight on both sides of her body were two white recurved Moon Blades, with both front and rear sections sharpened. They were more like ritual tools than weapons, and the surface was engraved with black elven runes.

That was the weapon of Night Warrior, wrapped in the cold moonlight that made people shudder.

She is sleeping.

He stayed in this uncomfortable position for ten thousand years, but Diakum's Eye of Truth allowed him to clearly see the direction of energy in front of him. He saw a giant seal that was so large and precise that it was unspeakable surrounding "Nightsworn", and the entire platform she was on was part of the seal.

"Did you dismantle this platform entirely from Azshara's palace?"

Diakum turned around and said:

"How much manpower and material resources did you spend to build this "prison"?

In addition to the original Arcane seal of Azshara, I can also see the power mark of Wild God. Even Goldrinn, the lone wolf who has been resisting the call of Elune, left his paw prints here, and there are layers of reinforcements from Highborne casters.

It even has the emblem of the god Loa God!

It seems you are really afraid of her."

"This is not called "fear". The alien Saint and Nightsworn are our heroes, but she. She may be lost."

Illysanna sighed and said:

"She stood up bravely when the entire empire lost confidence. She knew very well what it meant to complete Black Moon Ritual. She was already prepared to sacrifice when she entered the ceremony. Unfortunately, that merciful death came ten thousand years late.

We always thought this was Azshara punishing her.

Elf Empress deliberately let our hero survive in order to let her endure the pain of tearing and annihilation for ten thousand years, and also planted a hidden danger for Kaldorei that cannot be removed.

She wants our hero to be our prisoner!

She wants us to change from respecting Tyrande Whisperwind to fearing her, or even hating her!

But we won't do that!

Kaldorei is not an ungrateful race. As long as there is still a chance, we will definitely save her."

"I believe in your efforts."

Diakum didn't think this was the elf trying to flatter himself, because he did see all kinds of wonderful things placed under the seal, most of which came from Azeroth World, but some also came from outside the planet.

An old whip, a bundle of exquisite alien flying knives, an ancient forging hammer and carving chisels.

These three things all come from the sea of stars.

Diakum knows that these are the relics of the other three Night Warrior that Illidan found in the sea of stars within ten thousand years.

They were brought back and placed in front of Tyrande's seal, which was indeed useful. In Eye of Truth of Diakum, he could clearly see that the black moonlight on Tyrande's body, which was so huge that it was almost condensed into a solid body, was being absorbed by these three things.

Although the absorbed capacity is not much, it can still help Nightsworn relieve a little bit of pressure.

"She is about to wake up. The seal left by Azshara is not to torture her, Elf Empress really wants to save her."

In Diakum's ears, Argus Lord's voice sounded quietly, with a serious warning:

"That seal that was so complicated that it took me time to unravel helped Tyrande absorb most of Wrath of Elune, transforming it into a gentler way to strengthen her container. Her strength has steadily improved over the years.

Without the help of that seal, this girl would have been wiped out by the continuous wrath of Moon Goddess for ten thousand years.

But this ingenious seal of absorption and transformation is overwhelmed, as if the chains binding her will break at any time.

She is still sleeping because of the light of Moon Goddess caused by Malorne!

Once this light goes out, Nightsworn may wake up at any time. What Watchers said is true. Nightsworn's mind is still immersed in the last moments of War of the Ancients. In her thinking, War of the Ancients has never ended.

This is an unstable Lesser God.

Once she wakes up, this continent will be a river of blood."

Diakum was shocked.

He absolutely believed Argus Lord's reminder, so he raised his hand and touched the energy flow in front of him from a long distance away, trying to check the status of Tyrande in this way. Soon, the beating characters formed the target's information stamp in front of Dick's eyes:

"Target name:[Nightsworn]Tyrande Whisperwind

Target level: Demigod/Lesser God (unstable fluctuations, enhanced over time)

Target status: Long-term seal·Force infusion·Moon Goddess blessing·Black Moon's Wrath·Confused thinking

Comprehensive evaluation:

[Silly boy! If you look at it one more time, it will explode. Run!]"

"Huh?"

This too-brief and saucy comment perfectly complied with the rule of "the fewer words, the greater the impact", so Diakum subconsciously raised his head and looked at the source of moonlight at the top of the seal.

Under Vigilant's wide-eyed and frightened gaze, the light of Moon Goddess that ensured Nightsworn remained asleep was like a light bulb with poor contact, quietly extinguishing in a heartbreaking manner in several gradual changes.

This scene stunned everyone in the entire sealed area.

Accompanied by the heart-stopping breathing, in an environment so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, everyone's eyes turned to the platform in front of them. Nightsworn's lowered head lifted up little by little, revealing a face that Azshara rated as "beautiful".

However, because Night Warrior will tattoo Black Moon Tattoo on their faces, it destroys that natural beauty.

But that's not the point!

The key point is that while her eyelids were moving, a pair of pure black pupils quietly opened, just looking at Diakum.

This is where the importance of reaction and experience comes into play.

Priestess of the Moon and Watchers were still stunned. Diakum, who reacted quickly, had already called "Hand of Fate" for moral blessing. Argus Heart and Heart of Azeroth on his fingers almost glowed at the same time. They were different but both came from the powerful power of World Star Soul.

Watchers pulled out their weapons, but then Golden Little Angel flew out and kicked them back into the darkness behind them. This was not a battle they could handle.

Very good.

Kick everyone who can't open it!

Let the bad guys handle the rest.

Emerald Dream in.

Dreadlord Anetheron and Banehollow are commanding the army of nightmares to besiege the big white deer Malorne in front of them. These two bastards have been hiding in Emerald Dream since they sneaked into Kalimdor, searching for traces of Malorne.

Without the interference of the Green Dragon Legion, their search went very smoothly. Today, they finally found Lost Keeper, which was hidden by Druid. Behind them, the ferocious figure of Polluter strode into the place where its father was sleeping, accompanied by the screams of dreams.

Malorne did not die in War of the Ancients, but it was not healthy either. The white deer in Emerald Dream was even weaker than the demigod in Material World.

"Father! How much energy have you spent over the years to appease the freak that your mother created?"

Polluter roared:

"You took risks for Nightsworn, sacrificed for Kaldorei, for these weak creatures, you spent your last energy! What a heavy burden, what a great sacrifice.

Oh, I don't have to destroy Mount Hyjal's ridiculous defense with my own hands. I know how to destroy Night Elf simply and neatly.

You don't have to hold on anymore, Malorne, who loves the world.

Me!

your son

I have come to relieve you of your burdens, and I have come to give you rest."

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