Enemybreaker Swordsmanship certainly deserves its mythical rating.
At least in the hands of Diakum, I haven't eaten this thing before, and it's the same today. Facing the Enemybreaker Swordsmanship that was split with Doomfall Thunderblade, the Solar Storm that came at me instantly ignited the Power Incarnation of Y'Shaarj.
The evil energy is burning.
That's the power of Radiant Sun igniting.
Diakum is well aware of this guy's difficult character, so he doesn't plan to fight a protracted battle with Y'Shaarj. He uses his ultimate attack to get himself "hot" as soon as possible.
It has not been long since Sun God inherited it, but Vigilant has clearly understood the unique way this power takes effect.
It has to be "awakened" by Diakum through high-intensity battles, allowing its holy flame to accelerate its qualitative transformation, turning it into a truly unique energy similar to "stellar light".
That is still a variant of Holy Light, but it is completely different from most Holy Light.
In addition to retaining the sanctity of purification, its energy and light and heat will also bring more pressure from the brilliant atmosphere and unfettered heat release, which is something that ordinary Holy Light cannot do.
Considering that the self in that form is like a "sun spirit", Diakum decided to call this state the "sun form".
This is his "third level transformation".
Well, the first level is Sanctified Seraphim, the second level is Giant of Light, and the third level is Solar Incarnation. It is a very reasonable and clear division of combat power.
The One Unfortunately, perhaps because the contact time is too short, Diakum cannot shorten the "wake-up" time of Solar Incarnation. Just like the walking tractor needs to pick up the pole and spin wildly before starting, he also has to enter the "state" through high-intensity fighting:
Hiss, why does this sound a bit weird?
It takes a while for a man to get into the mood or something.
~Too obscene.
Of course, Y'Shaarj will not feel obscene when facing Radiant Sun Strike, all it will feel is pressure!
Although Korven the Prime is a very powerful hero, its container is not strong enough to fully contain the power of Heart of Darkness, resulting in the "resurrection" of Y'Shaarj in a weak state.
Fortunately, as Diakum scolded, Y'Shaarj has never been a good god.
It does not have any superfluous feelings for Mantid other than "use", so without having to consider whether Exalted One can survive, Y'Shaarj has a way to restore its strength as soon as possible.
It is an evil beast of the soul.
Controlling psychic power is its innate talent as a Old God. It was able to suppress other Old God with this hand back then, which shows its extraordinary power. But the most wonderful thing about this era now is that there are many more intelligent creatures in this world than when it died last time.
It feeds on the negative emotions in the heart, just like Sha eats up the spirit to grow.
As long as it swallows enough hearts and spirits, the power it can gain will be strong enough.
Therefore, Y'Shaarj faced Diakum and waved the Enemy Breaker that Thunderlord Clan kept hitting, keeping his body that was constantly being ignited intact, and its spiritual power had been unfolded.
It's like an invisible halo, starting from the dark temple as the center of the circle and constantly expanding outward.
All creatures with intelligence and emotions are springboards, and all individuals with emotions and reason are food. Therefore,
The warriors resting in Seven Stars Temple, which is closest to the temple, became the first batch of "victims".
Old Chen was still adjusting his breath and recuperating when he was suddenly dragged into the illusion of his mind.
This kind of mental interference and pull was completely irresistible to Old Chen. He didn't even react. It wasn't until he opened his eyes and saw his brother Chang Bo with an angry face that he realized that he had been tricked.
"Chen! You abandoned your family for your ridiculous wanderer ideal, you abandoned Master Shang Xi, who was looking forward to you so diligently,
You left behind your hometown that needs you, you left behind Li Li..."
Chang Bo·Stormstout, who looks very similar to Old Chen, but is dressed as a literate scholar, grabbed Old Chen's collar with a ferocious look on his face.
He roared:
"You even broke the childhood promise we made as brothers by not coming to my wedding! Do you know what this means to Pandaren? So, are you going to sever ties with us?
Just because you want to be a Wanderer and you want to find those damn wine recipes?
Do you really hate the hometown where you were born and raised?"
"No, Chang Bo, no! Listen to my explanation, brother."
Old Chen knows this is an illusion.
He knew that he should be firm, but the illusion of Y'Shaarj was not a force that he, Legendary Monk, could control. The guilt, pain and sadness deep in Old Chen's heart surged up at this moment, breaking through his defenses uncontrollably.
He held Chang Bo's hand and said loudly:
"I didn't want to miss your wedding. I even prepared gifts for you and Li Xiu. I carefully brewed your favorite wine and gave it to you as a wedding wine, but... but the dwarves need me. Their people were kidnapped by Dark Iron Dwarves, and I must rescue them!
By the time I saved people, I had already missed it.
I don't have the face to see you, Chang Bo.
I don't want to leave you behind. When I travel around the world, I just want to find a way to Pandaria. I know that you have been studying ways to return to your hometown since you were young. You value family more than me.
You have always dreamed of going back to the place where your ancestors lived, take a look at Stormstout Brewery.
I didn't want to leave Li Li behind. I felt guilty for her. I shouldn't have told her too many adventure stories. It's all my fault."
"But you have failed us."
Master Shang Xi's voice sounded from behind Old Chen.
He turned around suddenly and saw the disappointed instructor. Master Shang Xi said weakly and tiredly:
"I don't blame you for not being able to save me, but I hope you will inherit the position of host of Five Dawn Temple. Without your protection, Wandering Isle and Shen-zin Su cannot withstand the malice of the Endless Sea, but you prefer to play around instead of protecting the people."
"Uncle Chen, are you really unwilling to take me out?"
Li Li also hugged his legs, but when Old Chen lowered his head, what came into view were two floating balls of Spirit Fire. Li Li, whose body was cold and had signs of drowning, smiled and said:
"But you see, I don't need you to take me with you to travel. I found Fisherman's Orb in the library,
That's the treasure Fisherman Wang You got from the mermaid! It guided me to Pandaria, but I seemed to have accidentally fallen into the water.
Hee hee, it doesn't matter, Uncle Chen will come to save me, right?
No matter what danger I encounter, Uncle Chen will come to save me.
Uncle Chen, I'm so cold...
When will you come and take me home? Those fish bite me so much."
"No! That's not the case."
Old Chen roared.
He hugged Li Li tightly and shouted loudly:
"I will definitely protect you."
But the lifeless coldness where he started filled Chen's heart with despair at this moment. The accusations from Chang Bo and Master Shang Xi made him extremely painful. The anger and hatred towards himself made him lose his way, and eventually Old Chen began to doubt himself.
Could it be that he really did something wrong by running away in anger?
In Seven Stars Temple, General Staghelm pressed hard against the struggling and roaring Old Chen,
He knew something was wrong, because not only Old Chen, but others were also roaring around.
The strong Cairne Bloodhoof frantically attacked the door of Seven Stars Temple with its horns, shouting "You crazy woman, don't divide my tribe, you crazy woman, I will protect my son, no one can harm him!".
The wise Hamul Runetotem ran around in fear, screaming "Who will help me put out the flames! Mentor, no, senior brother... your son's death is not my fault, don't burn me with fire, it hurts so much".
Even Monkey King, who ran back from behind, was sitting at the top of the palace, drinking wine, shouting Shaohao's name in a long voice, and jumping three times in a row, but Life Force was too strong to commit suicide.
It's just a chaotic dance of demons!
General Staghelm keenly discovered that this is completely the ultimate enhanced ProMa version of the seven Sha Power. As long as there is a shadow in the heart, it will be ruthlessly exposed. It is impossible for people to deceive themselves.
He knew he was almost there too!
Even with Shadow Hunters's extremely high mental protection from Void Blessing, he could still feel that the world in front of him was constantly popping up like some kind of "signal interference".
He saw his old father standing in the flames of Firelands with a gloomy face, shouting that he would burn the world; he saw his most beloved wife kneeling in front of a small tomb with tears streaming down her face, burying the necklace he gave her in the soil.
He saw his little baby Ystaria running around in the flames of Ashenvale in fear, shouting for grandpa and mother to save her life, and the fierce Orcs was chasing her.
Tragedy!
It seems that I have died a long time ago, and my death is the beginning of all tragedies...:
"What the hell are you doing!!!"
Just when Fandral Staghelm was about to lose himself in the illusion of disaster, an angry "electronic sound" suddenly blasted in Fandral Staghelm's ears. This scolding sound seemed to have some kind of magic, like a slap in the face of Fandral Staghelm's shaky spirit.
"Is it you? Nether-Stalker!"
Fandral Staghelm seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and he shouted loudly:
"Come and help, Y'Shaarj's mental illusions are invading our minds."
Nether-Stalker did not answer.
It is employed as the "honorary governor" of Shadewalker Cult. Although it does not take care of much, it does impart some of its shadow understanding to Shadewalker.
If you feel a large-scale spiritual intrusion, you will come over and take a look. If you don't know, you will be shocked when you see it.
"How come there is such a terrifying psychic beast in your world? Its psychic nightmare is spreading rapidly, and the valley where you are... No, this continent will soon be dragged into a mass illusion by it.
If you cannot resist the explosion of emotions and desires, your spirit will be forever imprisoned in the illusion, experiencing disasters over and over again, becoming the "power battery" of "Y'Shaarj".
Vigilant is dealing with it, right?
Ah!
Damn it, I can no longer intervene in this situation. I rushed over and it was too late. I could only pray that he would be strong enough. In addition, I gave you a self-rescue method, right in the palm of your hand.
Why don't you hurry up and take a look! You idiot."
General Staghelm As if grasping a life-saving straw, he lowered his head and saw in his palm, "There is no hope, just wait to die."
He heard the weird laughter of Y'Shaarj.
Then, General Staghelm's vision went dark, and he completely fell into the illusion of disaster that seemed to never end.
The same thing happened to Gate of the Setting Sun.
But not only the Warriors of Blackguard were infected by such illusions, but the Mantids who were attacking Blackguard were also dragged into the same illusion.
Y'Shaarj This is the time when we need the power brought by the seven emotions and six desires of all sentient beings. How can we care about our "servants"?
What's more, aren't servants meant to be sacrificed for the evil elements of Old God?
Mantid's "fanaticism" is a good "emotional fuel".
"No, that's not right!"
Yrel is drowsy.
She tried hard to stay awake, but hateful illusions always popped up in front of her eyes from time to time.
Orcs launched a war, but no Vigilant appeared, so Ambori Village was defeated, Samara died on the altar of Shadowmoon Orcs, and he fell into the hands of Orcs and became a prisoner.
Those damn guys sent themselves into the arena and made themselves do some very nasty things...,
"Buzz"
Just when Yrel was about to be dragged into that damn obscene illusion, the Crown of Command she was carrying on her head suddenly surged with electricity and hit Yrel's head hard.
The terrifying voltage shock made the little hooves jump up with a flick of its tail. She felt like she was about to be electrocuted.
It even smells like barbecue.
But the good news is that Yrel is really awake.
She blinked and looked around. Lelan was holding Eredath, crying and saying that she died in the hands of Bladewind Orc.
And Eredath hugged Lelan, but kept slapping his cheek with his other hand, calling himself a bastard for hurting his father.
Death is nothing to regret.
Maraad Chief was even more exaggerated, covering his eyes and mumbling to himself.
Yrel seemed to hear his name from his mouth. When he got closer, he heard Maraad saying stupid things like "This is my last Holy Light, Yrel, you must live well".
Nubodon, who is usually the wisest, will become the most devastated.
Shaman fell to the ground, covered his face and screamed, "This won't change me! I won't be a monster! I won't change Broken! Holy Light will not abandon me!"
"Ah, everyone is crazy, what can we do?"
Yrel was so anxious that he ran to Twins to take a look, and found that Twins was emo, and he also saw some weird phantoms.
Four Celestials has now used secret methods to return to their respective temples. They have a premonition that Y'Shaarj's spiritual power is ravaging the entire Pandaria. They must ensure that under the most extreme circumstances, no more terrifying disaster will occur.
"What should I do?"
Yrel forced himself to calm down, then gritted his teeth and opened his holy contract, half-kneeling there and praying.
She was really desperate.
She only hoped to use this method to establish a connection between herself and Commander Diakum. In Yrel's young and simple understanding, Commander Diakum would always be the most talented and he would have a solution in any situation.
Yrel originally thought that this would be a no-brainer. After all, Y'Shaarj used this "forbidden technique" extracted from the minds of talented people. Vigilant must be under pressure from talented people.
But unexpectedly, this time the faith contact went surprisingly smoothly.
"Ah? Are you okay?"
Yrel exclaimed:
"So, are you still fighting?"
"Hey, it's quite tiring to consecrate the "Emperor's Fall" divine sword. The quality of this sword is too high. I have to make my Holy Light burn to a certain level. Mud can use Radiant Sun energy to leave consecrated runes on the hilt."
Diakum said in a gentle tone:
"From your tone, something is going on outside, right? I guess everyone in your sight has been dragged into the illusion of disaster by Y'Shaarj's spiritual power? Are they trapped in their own emotions and desires and can't extricate themselves?"
"Change! Invincible, please use your Divine Storm to think of a solution."
Yrel screamed.
Diakum, who faced Y'Shaarj without frowning, was silenced. After a few seconds, he sighed and said:
"I have a brain, why do I need to use Divine Storm to find a solution? You'd better check if your thinking is clear now,
Yrel who likes to think in terms of Divine Storm... ahem, but don't worry.
All actions of Y'Shaarj were within my expectations.
I currently have no way to create a mental illusion of such a great talent, covering the entire continent, so I can only use the hands of Y'Shaarj to complete this illusion."
"I don't understand. What are you trying to do?"
Yrel feels a little confused.
She knew that Vigilant must have a plan for any job, but she really couldn't guess what Diakum was going to do.
Until Dick himself revealed the answer.
"Twins has done research on the nature of Sha energy, and I think their ideas are very interesting. Y'Shaarj set up the "stage" for me. Now, it's time for Vigilant to perform on the stage.
Call Holy Light, Yrel."
He said warmly:
"Our warriors need a little encouragement to change. As long as a ray of light emerges from the darkness, it can dispel the boundless night...:"
In that dark temple, Diakum slashed Doomfall Thunderblade forward, but this time Y'Shaarj easily blocked it.
When our entire life was dragged into the illusion of disaster and used to strengthen ourselves, the former Seven-Headed Beast seemed to be back.
It roared and grabbed Diakum with its evil claws, tore Holy Light into pieces and lifted him into the air.
Seven black eyes stared at Vigilant, and it roared:
"Are you...:: really indestructible?"
"Of course not!"
Diakum felt the pain. He could feel Y'Shaarj's spiritual power oppressing and tearing his soul, so he conveniently adjusted Unity of Heaven and Man's special state to "Immunity to Illness" to strengthen his will.
He looked at the extremely fierce Seven-Headed Beast in front of him, like a caught mouse staring directly at the dark mountain in front of him.
He said:
"I will also be tired, I will be afraid, I will be confused, I will also have doubts, I will not be able to control my anger, and I will be lost in hatred. In the darkest time, I have also fallen into despair.
But do you know? Y'Shaarj, the tyrant of the soul.
I will not only ask myself to be firm, but I will also not allow myself to use fanaticism to resist the infection and changes of the outside world."
Diakum's voice rose to a high pitched voice.
He then said:
"I use introspection to relieve fatigue, use courage to fight fear, I study morality to avoid confusion, use actions to eliminate doubts, I use Self-Discipline to control anger, and use enlightenment to avoid hatred.
1When I was deep in despair, I once witnessed the light shining through the dark night.:,
It's called "Hope"!
Every individual who can be influenced by you cannot have only negative emotions in his heart. Every complete soul will use his own light to fight against the darkness you impose.
You used pain to connect them together, and you gathered the dark sides of all living beings into yourself to unleash violence.
So let's see!
Let us see what kind of spiritual miracles can be created when the hope and desire for beautiful things in people's hearts are also gathered in one place.
I'm not afraid of you, Y'Shaarj.
Aman'Thul used the most wrong method to deal with you in the past ten years, and you are still haunted today. Since it has become a spiritual war, then use spiritual methods to solve the problem.
I will purify you.
Destroy you from the source of your power!
This time, you won't have any chance of survival.
Spring idiot!
When the light of hope for all sentient beings Gleam rises, you become a challenger advancing alone in the darkness. Can you defeat us? Come on, give it a try."