Chapter 657 25. The night has come, can dawn be far behind? -Additional update[45]
(Additional update for the "Sea of Books Rolling Over and Looking for" brothers [4/5])
After Xe'ra learned about the existence of High Heaven, he also imagined what kind of scenery Holy Land in this Holy Light field would be like?
It should be sacred and solemn, and it should also be solemn and bright.
Perhaps it is not an exaggeration to describe it with all the exaggerated words of praise in this sea of stars. After all, the close connection between Holy Light and faith determines that High Heaven should be the collective embodiment of the most beautiful things in the hearts of all People of Light.
It should naturally represent the belonging of all truth, goodness and beauty in this sea of stars.
justice
The six major forces all have their own justice, but if we discuss which force's justice is most similar to the values of mortals pursuing truth, goodness and beauty, it must be Holy Light.
This morality that is close to life, hope and beauty comes from the dark ages before Great Ordering of Light and Shadow, from the eternal war between An'she, the Sun God and the moon god Mu'sha and those Primordial Darkness. What these two oldest gods in the star sea represent is the expectation that everything will be orderly and beautiful.
No one understands the true meaning of Holy Light better than Naaru.
The natural Consecration desires and protective desires of these mythical beings in the light, as well as their selfless and exaggerated desire for sacrifice, all come from An'she's "blessings" to the new era that they have shaped with their own hands.
As the first life born in light, Xe'ra should have the best expectations for the field of Holy Light.
The splendor and solemnity of Faith Stairway and High Heaven's Gate seriously raised her expectations, making her yearn even more for the scenery after Heaven's Gate.
After publishing "Sunfire Holy War Declaration" and leaving herself, Army of the Light's future goals and directions were determined, and Xe'ra integrated into the High Heaven's Gate that had been opened for her in a "return and embrace" attitude.
Then, she saw the holy tower hidden in the clouds and mist, the heavenly platform that overlooked the mortal world, the mythical statues that recorded the legendary story of People of Light, the sermons in the clouds connected to each other in the scattered buildings, and the golden and silver domes looming.
She also saw the Temple of Power, which records all the principles and mysteries of the Holy Light in the sea of stars, the Temple of Wisdom, which is used to pray for all living beings and connect with practitioners of faith in the mortal world, and the Temple of Mercy, which is dedicated to uplifting the Holy Spirit and allowing them to welcome the glory moment and set foot in the highest heaven for guidance.
This is all wonderful.
Those angels with platinum wings are walking among them carrying some building materials on their backs, and so on!
Did you see something strange?
Xe'ra stands under the gate of High Heaven.
She looked carefully again, looking through the artistic clouds, and then saw "unfinished projects" one after another.
The Archangelss who just guided themselves so sacredly on Faith Stairway will now incarnate themselves as "Holy Light dusters", constantly using Faith Power to create those gorgeous places that have not yet fully appeared, and they are also very cunning in using mysterious clouds to cover the places under construction.
This highlights the concept of "hiding one's ears and stealing the bell".
However, even if all the most holy and beautiful palaces and temples are created, the area of the "city of heaven" in front of you is actually not that big. It is beautiful, but it is not as continuous as I imagined.
Hmm, a bit petty
"A little disappointed, right? The High Heavens that you have been thinking about so much turns out to be an unfinished project that makes people sigh."
Diakum's ridicule sounded beside Xe'ra, and then a less solid projection appeared in this "High Heaven large construction site".
It can be seen that Diakum is not in a good state in Devourer of Worlds's stomach pouch. The devouring torture from Dymus makes him tremble when he speaks.
Of course, Mother of Light can see more.
She realized that Diakum was trying to advance his "Light-Shadow Twinborn" path to perfection in that black hole-like devouring stomach. This was the last step in his theological research before Lesser God.
If it can be completed, Diakum can use his own path to combine with An'she's divine body to complete the most perfect "Holy Sun Rebirth".
He will not have to move forward along the path of An'she, but can carve out his own path in the realm of Lesser God, which will be the ultimate extension of Holy Light in the realm of gods.
This extreme expansion of the realm of faith and power is a real good thing for People of Light in the entire Xinghai.
"It's a bit disappointing, but I probably guessed it."
Xe'ra is suspended in the cloud and mist platform of High Heaven, watching the shocking flow of "River of Holy Light" above the head while the crystal body is surrounded and swaying.
That is the thread that connects Holy Light Force to all People of Light. Even if there are no gorgeous temples and heavenly scenery, just this River of Holy Light existing here is enough to show the majesty of this sacred place.
She said:
"Holy Light is closely related to faith, and High Heaven was shaped by An'she, the father of the sun. The believers of An'she have long been annihilated in the sea of stars. Without the support of their faith, High Heaven has long since languished in the most desolate form.
It has its own particularity, which cannot be compared with the immeasurable majesty of other Force Realm.
Our Holy Land and our heaven need to be shaped by People of Light little by little with their own beliefs. It is still very small and abject now, but as long as the inheritance of People of Light remains in the sea of stars, and as long as the teachings of Holy Light prosper, then our High Heaven will one day be comparable to other realms.
The most important thing is that other areas of the Force are inherently grand and difficult to achieve long-term and limit-breaking expansion. However, as long as there is the blessing of faith, there is no end to the growth and expansion of High Heaven!"
Speaking of this, Xe'ra praised Holy Song, and she said with emotion:
"I am honored to be able to participate in such a sacred and fulfilling construction at the end of my not-so-successful life. I have understood the rules here. I need to use my understanding of "truth, goodness and beauty" to create the paradise of my imagination here, right?"
"Yes, as the first "owner" of High Heaven, of course you have your own privileges."
Diakum stretched out his hand, moved around the buildings in front of him, and said:
"These are the only building complexes I have designated for the angels and Kazzak. These are supporting things for High Heaven's Gate and Faith Stairway, and are the main body of High Heavens. You can use the rest of the area freely.
Kazzak told me that as High Heaven Master, I should not be so overbearing and define the beauty in other people's hearts at will. Therefore, I give this power to you.
When there are more guests here in the future, we may even hold a "Most Beautiful Paradise Selection", haha. Ahem. Uh-huh."
High Heaven Master laughed loudly, but before he finished laughing, he started coughing violently.
The projection of his faith was also constantly flickering on and off Gleam. Xe'ra immediately swayed his own Holy Light in an attempt to treat him, but the light was "swallowed" as soon as it touched Diakum's body.
Its terrifying devouring power represents the absolute madness of Dymus at this moment.
Devourer of Worlds is really driving its gluttony to devour like crazy. It wants to "digest" Diakum in the shortest possible time. While getting rid of a competitor on the gluttonous path for itself, it will also allow itself to control the power of Eclipse that extinguishes and devours all things.
Dymus also has a progressive heart.
It has reached this level, and even the blind and ignorant people are eager to go further. It no longer wants to accept the desperate situation of being instantly killed by Sargeras every time.
At least you have to be able to resist, right?
"You have to put your soul into Realm of Death and leave your body in Dymus's stomach, but can you really survive until you return from Shadowlands?"
Xe'ra asked worriedly:
"Dymus's accomplishments on the road of devouring can digest almost everything. It has already devoured Star Soul. If you give it enough time, I'm afraid it won't be able to eat even the true god."
"I can probably hold it."
Dick is very optimistic about this.
He glanced at the projection, which was as thin as a soap bubble, and said softly:
"Dymus's madness at this time stems from the fact that when it was trying to seize the power of Eclipse, it came into contact with Pain of Eclipse of An'she. This power of extinguishing all things is not so easy to obtain.
Even Devourer of Worlds has to swallow the pain of Sun God before he can control the majesty of Eclipse.
It hurts!
It will not adapt to this pain, and it will continue to hurt like this.
Until its body can't bear it anymore or I collapse first. Maybe Dymus also has such a will, but I don't think its desire to devour can allow it to withstand the heavy pressure of Sun God.
And this devouring hunger imposed on my body is like a forging hammer.
It exerts enough pressure on me from the outside, allowing my light and shadow to be perfected during this forging.
I suddenly realized that maybe my situation at this time also coincided with the "symbol of dawn."
Vigilant paused and said in a gentle tone:
"Before dawn must also be night!
Only after surviving this the Darkest Night can I return to the sea of stars in the morning light.
It is said that great people need to go through painful tempering. This may be the last link to perfection in my Holy Light Path.
Both my body and my soul will bear heavy pressure, and the double test from the void and death will create the final ladder for me to step onto Throne of Holy Light.
Well, no more talking, I should go."
He waved his hand and said:
"You should get used to High Heaven first. Using Faith Power to shape the paradise in your heart is also a technical job. If you don't understand anything, you can consult my little angels. In addition, I may send a batch of "angel prototypes" back soon.
It's up to you to reshape and guide them.
As the founder and leader of Army of the Light, I believe that you can create a victorious Sunfire Legion for High Heaven."
"I have one last question, Mr. Diakum."
When Dick was about to leave, Xe'ra asked:
"I can no longer interfere with Material World, right? After stepping into the High Heaven gate, all the suffering and happiness in the star sea will have nothing to do with me?"
"No! The realm of Holy Light is not to turn every liberated Holy Spirit into a ruthless stone. That is not neutrality, that is the evil way of indifference."
Diakum Dispersion, without looking back, waved his hand and said:
"You can continue to contact your followers through the connection of faith, but now that kind of reminder is called an "oracle", and the wisdom guidance and enlightenment from you will be the limit of your and the entire High Heaven's interference with Material World.
Unless we really reach the point of crisis where we must let Heaven's Gate stand in the world, you and I, we must guard Justice of the Holy Light.
Of course, you can start preparing now
I guarantee you that in "War of Light and Darkness" that lights the sun, High Heaven's Gate will turn on in Sea of Darkness!
Yes.
You and I, we all have the opportunity to light the fire of dawn with our own hands."
"Hmm"
When Diakum opened his eyes again in Dymus's stomach pouch, he let out a scream of pain like cutting from all parts of his body.
This Devourer of Worlds is really risking your life.
It is estimated that it has not swallowed other things in this sea of stars with such "force". It was obviously severely stimulated when it swallowed "Pain of Eclipse".
If something can cause even a true solar will like Diakum to feel pain and requires the entire strength of Voidform to bear it, then such a thing can also cause fatal pain to a powerful Void Lord like Dymus.
Pain of Eclipse is not just Void Energy
It is a mixed force formed by the despair, sadness and helplessness of a true god when he falls into the night. It is far higher than the definition of "energy", and it is a symbol of "sadness".
It is not that simple to understand and control this "sadness".
"Now, you can also feel the pain when I carry Eclipse on my back. I wish you a long life, Big Eater, but you asked for it!"
Diakum sat cross-legged on the stone and joked with a sneer.
Then, he picked up Xe'ra's already dim Light's Heart. Obviously, this thing cannot be brought into Shadowlands, but it does not prevent Diakum from "collecting" it.
If the core crystal of Primal Naaru is placed in Material World and can be processed by a blacksmith, a magic weapon like Ashbringer can be easily made.
"It's time for you to go!"
He said to Xal'atath, who was suspended next to him and extremely silent:
"Xe'ra sacrificed himself to ignite you. As the first Eclipse to usher in the dawn, you should fulfill your responsibilities and mission after returning to the light."
"But what do I do?"
Xal'atath is very confused.
She has never done a single good thing since she was born.
Now she suddenly transformed from the pioneer of evil into Partner of Justice. The dramatic change of stance left her at a loss for what to do for a moment, so she instinctively sought advice from Saint, the Holy Light in front of her. How should she start her "career as a good person"?
"You are a "Sun Shard"."
Diakum said warmly:
"And I just used Draenor's sun to smash several Void Lord to death. Their suns were extinguished by me, so I want to give them a sun back.
Before I come back, shine on them for me.
Dispel the Bonechewer Clan darkness and light the way forward for them. Then, you can do whatever you want.
Your tragedy and dark life is over, but because of the evil you have done before, I cannot allow you to enter High Heaven. However, as long as the sun still shines on the sea of stars, you will have countless time to squander.
Think of this as an exile from the scorching sun.
Go and bless me and the entire sea of stars."
After saying that, he carried Light's Heart and walked deep into the black hole's stomach.
The dim light and cold shadow formed the initial cycle in Dick's body with difficulty. It was still very rough, as if it was not running well, and there would be occasional bursts of energy collisions, but they managed to operate under the heavy pressure brought by Dymus.
Just as Diakum originally envisioned.
When the light is insufficient, the shadow will burn as firewood. When the shadow dissipates, part of the light will be extinguished and become a new shadow, just like a less perfect but already prototyped light and dark cycle.
They appear and exist at the same time, and together they form a unified concept.
The operation of this small system of "Light-Shadow Coexistence" helps Diakum fight against the devouring mania from Dymus. It seems to be an endogenous system that is not subject to external interference and can already produce Power of Rebirth belonging to Diakum.
The energy it generates is far from insufficient now, but as long as this system continues to circulate, one day, even if it is isolated from all Holy Light and the infusion and blessing of the void, the power of Diakum will still not weaken at all.
Great power will truly belong to oneself and will no longer depend on external support.
That is the final form of Vigilant. He will become a "light source" like the sun, rather than a "node" that uses the sun's light to illuminate the darkness.
Even if it still belongs to Holy Light or the domain concept of the void, Vigilant will then become a "truly independent" individual. He will become Overmind who is an extension of the concept of the Force, rather than a power walker bound by the Force.
Xal'atath could see that as Diakum entered the night, his soul and will separated from the still walking body, as if he had crossed the boundaries of Life and Death, was "captured" by the power of death in the embrace of open arms, and was drawn into the cracks of Shadowlands in the explosion of the will level.
His body is still walking.
Walking into the lightless night with an unquenchable faith, the light is so dim, like a few fireflies seen by a traveler walking in the dark night. It is not even enough to illuminate the way forward, and can only declare the existence of light in the curtain of darkness.
However, the night has fallen like a curtain, like a solemn stage that has been prepared.
So, can Dawn's Light's performance on stage be far behind?