Big Cousin's Clever Plan Secures the Realm, but He Loses His Wife, His Troops, and Even His Grandson to a Cow

Bing, even Sun Tzu was taken away by the bull!

Diakum seems to be lazy.

After all, this time he asked Onyxia to use Holy Light to hedge Twilight Energy, and asked Black Dragon to help suppress and share the burden. He only needed to complete Flesh Remolding for Dragon Mother under the division of labor and cooperation between the two.

He has done this kind of "Saint·Tony" work many times, and he is very familiar with it.

However, the real situation is not that simple.

There was even sweat on Diakum's forehead under Devourer of Worlds Form. This was because the Dragon Mother's body had been torn and sewn together by Xal'atath before, which greatly increased the difficulty of Flesh Remolding.

Just like the step-by-step glue assembly by glue guys, it is always easier than repairing a model that was dropped by a naughty child and eaten by "floor elves".

Moreover, Dick must always be careful about the sudden power of some "wonderful props" hidden in the mother dragon's body by Xal'atath.

The "peer competition" pressure he brought to Xal'atath was so great that Xal'atath now did not even think about confronting Dick, but only wanted to uncover the "true mask" of Diakum, thereby attracting the interference of Void Lord.

She knows very well that she can't win on her own!

Therefore, Void Herald spared no effort when it came to digging holes for Dick through evil means. All it took for Diakum to reveal the secret of "Eclipse" under various pressures was enough to win her a large group of powerful allies in an instant.

In this short time, Diakum discovered at least three "Twilight bombs" hidden in the dragon mother's flesh and blood.

The violent dismantling of this thing will instantly detonate the extremely exaggerated Twilight Energy in Sinestra. Once those destructive energies explode, they will drag the entire Wetlands and even Khaz Modan into void corrosion in a very short time.

Diakum If we want to prevent such a tragedy, we can only use the unexplainable energy absorption of Eclipse's secret to transform Twilight into destruction.

Therefore, he must be as focused as a "bomb disposal expert".

But the good news is that Flesh Remolding's "plastic surgery" part does not require Diakum's extra attention. The ready-made templates are just there, you just need to apply them.

If the female dragon doesn't like the look of Nergigante in the future, she can go to Saloras for another plastic surgery "at her own expense".

"Come on, there's only the last bit left."

Aegwynn turned into a raven and flew around Diakum.

She witnessed the whole process of Diakum reshaping the body of Dragon Mother in less than half an hour, and even took the time to use Heart Power to re-adjust her mind that was disturbed by Xal'atath.

This precise and skillful operation like a surgeon made Star Soul Spokesperson astonished for a while.

She lamented:

"No wonder Void is so eager to get you, your talent in this area is too high! Walking the road of faith of Holy Light has given you a stable spiritual cultivation, and the addition of Void's great secrets has allowed you to be unique in manipulating souls and flesh.

Now I can finally understand why you always say, "Fortunately you are the one who masters these mysteries."

I myself don't dare to confirm what I would do with these powers if I mastered them? I dare not bet on whether my mind will be tempted by power."

"Lady Aegwynn, Diakum Doctor is performing a craniotomy on a patient. It's okay if you can't help. Please be quiet and don't create difficulties for me, okay?"

Dick complained expressionlessly:

"Did you know that Xal'atath was so frantic that he hid four Twilight bombs in Mother Dragon's head, and they were still connected in parallel. If my hands shook a little while I was "dismantling" the bombs, the whole Khaz Modan would be destroyed.

I beg you on behalf of the dwarves, don't make it more difficult for them."

"Hahaha, I just like to see you talking nonsense when you are under great pressure, my partner."

Aegwynn landed on the obsidian pillar formed by the cooling of magma next to it. She said under Raven Form:

"But you can't always passively accept attacks. Xal'atath That bitch, ahem, that void villain has already dug two holes for you. I have no doubt that she will continue to do this until you expose your secret at some point.

Pandaren Jade Lotus's commandment says that only those who commit a thousand days will be a thief, so how can there be any reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days?

You have to fight back.

If it's inconvenient for you, then I can summon Saviors to conduct a "decapitation raid"."

"No need."

Dick said calmly:

"First of all, Xal'atath's body is a weird Entropius. I don't know how she got into that state, but if she is indeed related to An'she, it means that it will be difficult for you to completely destroy her body in Material World.

She has been hiding in Azeroth for hundreds of thousands of years. With her close connection with Sea of Darkness, you can't stop her from running away.

There is no need to waste time on such pointless beheadings.

Secondly, counterattack is not a matter of attitude, it is just a matter of time."

Vigilant shook his head and said:

"Be patient, Aegwynn. I let Xal'atath jump up and down. It's not that I can't deal with her, I'm just waiting. You know, before taking the initiative to start a war, you have to make sure that you have completed all preparations in advance.

Xal'atath thought that if she found Void Lord as a helper, I would be defeated.

But actually

Well, saying this may sound a little arrogant on my part, but the fact is that I have never been afraid of those Void Lord people who gather together to do bad things.

So don't worry, my friend.

This is a "peer competition" between me and Xal'atath, you don't need to interfere.

She will get her wish by letting my secret be exposed, but I am sure that apart from disappointment and despair, she will not get any victory she wants."

This confident response made Aegwynn blink.

She did not continue to ask Diakum how to deal with Xal'atath. In this regard, she absolutely believed in Diakum's courage and execution ability, and at the same time she was worried about Vigilant.

Although he already has combat power that can match Lesser God, the opponent has more than one Void Lord.

The operation of corrupting the true god Holy Light is comparable to the time when Fel invited Sargeras to change jobs. The entire Pantheon of Order was sacrificed in Battle of Nairan to allow Sargeras to secure the throne of the true god Fel.

By analogy, if you want to seduce An'she into completely transforming into Eclipse, it is estimated that most of Void Lord among Sea of Darkness will be more or less involved.

If Xal'atath really succeeds, Diakum will fall into a situation of being "encircled and suppressed" by Sea of Darkness in an instant.

At this moment Aegwynn thought of the "God War" scene they had seen in Karazhan. The scene when Diakum was rounded up would definitely not be stingy than that time.

You have to think of a way yourself.

If it really comes to that point, how can I help?

"Done!"

Just as Aegwynn was thinking, Vigilant issued an instruction:

"Everyone retreat to the safe area. Flesh Remolding has been completed. I want to complete Lightforging personally for Ms. Sinestra! Close your eyes and don't look directly at Holy Light.

Especially the black dragons

Your empty eyes will be burned out."

"Get up!"

When Blackhorn above heard this command, he immediately raised Khaz'goroth's Hammer high. The area where Light-Forged Dragon and the black dragons were immediately shattered into a rock platform and rose up, sending them to a safe area in the middle of the city.

The next moment, Holy Light, as hot as a star, erupted below, accompanied by the mother dragon's painful roar.

Her will that was disrupted by Xal'atath has been re-stitched, so this time there is only pure pain in her roar without anger or the will to fight back.

In the nightmare weaved by the void, she vaguely heard her daughter in the light calling her, and that gentle voice also guided her to wake up from the dream. As long as she walked into the light, she no longer had to worry about the despair caused by the abuse of her hateful spouse.

"Embrace Holy Light."

In the Solar Incarnation state, Diakum poured a huge amount of pure light into the weak body of the Dragon Mother, surrounded her with golden holy runes and cast Holy Crest on her scales, and soothed her haggard spirit with Holy Song in the chants of the Golden Little Angels.

The Dragon Mother is the oldest dragon in Black Dragonflight except for Deathwing. Her power is very powerful. Apart from not being blessed by Titan, there is almost no difference between her and Dragon Aspects.

Therefore, the Holy Light needed to make an almost eternal creature like Lightforging is also very exaggerated. At present, Azeroth is really the only one who can accomplish this thing, Diakum.

This is also the reason why Black Dragon Princess previously requested Diakum to intervene.

Lightforging is a ritual that must be formed once and for all. There is no such thing as pausing in the middle. If it works, it works. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. There is no "slow down" option.

But having said that, the Holy Light used by Diakum seems to be a bit too much this time, and the Holy Light in the Radiant Sun form is also too hot, causing the dragon mother's roar in the second half to turn into a painful moan.

She felt as if she had been thrown into the core of the sun, and her new scales and body were melting.

This is not an illusion.

"Oh my God, my God!"

The black dragons in the Sabellian camp will all lie on the ground, covering their eyes tightly.

They faced the blazing sun Holy Light on their backs in embarrassment, not daring to look directly at it. But even so, the scorching heat of the light behind them still made these void Corruptor feel extreme pain.

Even though Diakum has no intention of purifying them, their "weak" bodies are still unable to withstand the high temperature radiation of the sun. Are they not even qualified to "look directly at the sun"?

This truth makes Sabellian feel a little lonely.

In the face of real power, the black dragons' self-rescue choice is more like a struggle.

Just as they had difficulty resisting the corrupted majesty of Deathwing, now they are equally powerless to resist the Radiant Holy Light of Vigilant.

Azeroth is still a realistic and cold world after all. If you want to achieve something here, you must control the power that supports great achievements.

"Look at those dragon eggs!"

The shout of Alestrasza sounded from the side, causing Onyxia and Blackhorn to turn their heads and look at the dragon eggs hidden in the magma by the dragon mother.

Those eggs were all "unlucky eggs" infused by Twilight Energy. They were supposed to be born in the fallen form of Twilight Dragon, but as the dragon mother merged into Holy Light, those dragon eggs that were supposed to return to the void also turned into quite strange forms in the change of light.

Just like Arakkoa Kingdom's treasure and Sunlight Eagle's eggs, these dragon eggs first became frosted and translucent, and then seemed to be ignited with Bright Light's flame inside.

Their biological properties have been changed.

Aegwynn recorded this scene carefully.

She was certain that Holy Light before Diakum did not have this ability to change biological properties, but Holy Light in the form of Radiant Sun was obviously given new powers.

"Sun God is the god who brings life. Holy Light also has his own "creation science". Naaru and Lightforged are not Holy Light Force's the One creation, no, this is not Holy Light's creation, but the unique "life shaping" inherited by Sun God!"

Star Soul Spokesperson interpreted this in her heart, and she discovered another secret of Sun God's inheritance.

The unbearable scorching sunlight dissipated after a few minutes. At this moment, all the giant dragons lowered their heads to look at the lava pool that had been completely transformed into glass. In front of Vigilant, who was half-kneeling in place and praying, a unique behemoth was flapping its wings and roaring to the sky.

Its prototype is still the Nergigante form of Onyxia, but because it absorbed too much sunlight, the spikes on the dragon mother's body showed a strange "gradient color".

The top of the spikes on its body is in the shape of a transparent crystal, and the sun's rays of light seem to be reflected in it at all times.

The two huge "Twintails" dragon horns on her forehead are even more exaggerated, and the solid bones have been transformed into diamond-like shapes.

It looks like an extremely luxurious dragon crown.

This makes the dragon mother more exaggerated and aggressive than the dragon form of Onyxia, and she is larger in size, no smaller than Dragon Kings. The hot wind brought up by the flapping of her broad and tough wings raises the temperature of the entire Grim Batol.

"Mother!"

Black Dragon Princess shouted and jumped down, flying in the air in the shape of a dragon towards his mother.

Sinestra had not yet woken up from the dizzying "torture" of heat, but she felt the breath of Onyxia, so she took a few steps forward and used her illusion to transform herself into a Quel'dorei with long braids.

Although his face is not aged as time has given him, his big eyes that have returned to purity are filled with vicissitudes of life and refinement of his extraordinary abilities. The original red armor has also been replaced by a white-gold dress.

It looks like a simple robe that Priest people would wear, with the golden emblem of Radiant Sun dotted on it.

The mother of dragons opened her hands and held Onyxia in her arms.

In the tens of thousands of years since her fall, the Dragon Mother has never felt her emotions released as unreservedly as they are today. Those annoying dark whispers no longer haunt her, and those dark thoughts and uncontrollable desire for destruction have also been completely uprooted from her spirit.

Let her finally be able to embrace her equally pure daughter without any distractions, and shed the hot tears of joy and relief.

They escaped the hell that Deathwing brought to their mother and daughter.

"Finally."

Sinestra Countess hugged her daughter tightly and said:

"We are finally reunited. Your father can't hurt you or anyone else anymore, kid, I promise!"

"You should be the queen of Light-Forged Dragon."

Black Dragon Princess whispered:

"You are more suitable to lead our tribe than I am. I am still lacking. Yes, the more I fight, the more I find that I am not actually an outstanding leader.

My brother's evaluation of me back then was correct.

It's a pity that my brother is gone.

This is all Deathwing's fault!

The pain it has inflicted on us and all black dragons must be paid off one by one!"

"No, you are the queen."

The Mother of Dragons stroked her daughter's long hair, glanced at her arm wrapped with the sacred pattern, and looked gratefully at Vigilant who was reciting Holy Light not far away to regain her energy.

As if inspired by a god, she drew a triangle Holy Crest on her chest and whispered:

"I will become a "Casting Light Priest", yes, I will become the first "Dragon Shepherd" among us, and I will guide our people to walk in the holy light of Sunflare.

After surviving hell, I no longer have any interest in power, and I no longer have any earthly desires.

I've suffered enough from them."

"Egg! That egg is broken!"

Blackhorn's surprised cheers made the mother and daughter turn around. Amid Alestrasza's joyful laughter, the female Goblin red dragon held a "little black dragon" that had just broken out of its shell in her hands with great excitement.

She faced everyone and held it up high like a gift.

The young dragon is still in the form of a black dragon, and has not transformed into Nergigante, but its black scales are covered with sacred and mysterious holy patterns Gleam.

This little guy has golden eyes.

It showed no signs of corrosion, but when it breathed out dragon fire for the first time in its life, it spit out a golden fire, startling both Alestrasza and itself.

"Cheer, my compatriots!"

Sabellian also let out a surprise cheer at this moment.

This gloomy and ambitious black dragon's joy at this moment was without hypocrisy, and it said loudly:

"Look! The pure next generation of Black Dragonflight has been born, and the filth of Deathwing has not infected it! Our race can continue, which proves that the poison of the void can be purified, and also proves that our choice is correct and just.

We want to send it to the temple of World Mother, which represents the return of Black Dragonflight to our original noble position in this world."

"That's my egg"

Sabellian's sister Nyxondra identified it carefully, and whispered with some surprise and some pride:

"I recognized it. The egg was too fragile when it was laid. I thought it wouldn't survive so I sent it to the Dragon Mother, but it was indeed my child. Huh, this fully proves how good my genes are!"

"Shh."

Sabellian raised his finger to his sister as a silent gesture, and said in a subtle tone:

"No! That is the "child" given to Black Dragonflight by Vigilant. It represents Diakum the Saint's commitment and affirmation of the black dragons' return to purity. The child also represents the re-establishment of contact between us "The Fallen" and World Mother.

Don't take the initiative to expose your relationship with it."

"Hmm."

Nyxondra is a cunning black dragon. Of course she understands what Sabellian means, and as a "little black dragon girl", she honestly has no intention of raising the young dragon herself.

She does hope to return to purity from the Fallen, but her desire is not firm enough to give up her current "degraded but happy" lifestyle.

The little black dragon, which represented "hope", hummed and was sent to the praying Vigilant like a treasure by Alestrasza. After a while, Diakum regained some strength and stood up.

He looked at the little black dragon with a pleased look.

The latter also blinked his golden eyes and looked at the giant, then let out a cry of joy, flapped his tender wings, flew up precariously, circled around Diakum, and finally landed in the warm hands of Vigilant.

It felt at ease and fell asleep in the light.

"It is not Light-Forged Dragon, nor is it a pure black dragon. It is special. It was born because of you."

Alestrasza whispered:

"Maybe it is unique, and other eggs are not illuminated as deeply by your Holy Light as it is. Maybe we should call it "Sun Dragon" or "Light Dragon". Also, considering the wonderful connection between you and it, maybe you should take care of it yourself?"

"A dragon should live like a dragon. It should grow up among its people."

Dick shook his head.

He was in trouble now and had no time to take care of a baby dragon, so he bestowed his blessing on the baby dragon and handed it to Blackhorn beside him.

He said to the big black bull:

"It's up to you to take care of it, Blackhorn. Maybe it can become a bridge between you and Black Dragonflight."

"I will live up to your trust, Vigilant."

Blackhorn solemnly swore an oath and then asked:

"You should give it a name, it's your right."

"Well, let's call it "Wrathion", a little life that I thought would never appear but was born tenaciously in the end."

Diakum knocked the little dragon on the head and said:

"Destiny is such a magical thing, especially when it is shaped by my own hands."

PS:

Whether Wrathion is the son or grandson of Deathwing is actually an unsolved case.

If Wrathion's mother "Nyxondra" is also the daughter of Deathwing, then it is undoubtedly the grandson of Big Cousin, but Black Prince is not a naturally born black dragon., The process of "creating" Wrathion by Alestrasza is quite magical. Black Prince can even be understood as the product of "Gnomish Engineering", a dragon version of "Frankenstein".

And it always calls Deathwing "Father".

Considering that Big Cousin was crushed, we will probably never be able to determine the true relationship between Wrathion and Deathwing.

Ugh, why are things related to black dragons always so bad?