Just to be clear, I'm not cruel
In Crimson Abyss below Castle Nathria, golden light is erupting in a "spreading" manner.
Just like the growth of the roots of a golden tree, the scorching light veins extend under the Revendreth earth, traveling rapidly upward with the light of the sun.
These lights are penetrating and quietly changing the physical properties of the Revendreth earth's rock formations. If it is not controlled, perhaps something more exaggerated or tragic will befall this land of death.
This is obviously an uncontrolled release of power.
It is often seen in rookies who suddenly gain huge amounts of energy but cannot control it well. It is like a bucket full of water, which will spill out at the slightest movement.
The Diakum in the light will cause the scorching light veins to roll upward with every breath, but after every breath, part of the overflowing Holy Light will be suppressed, and the light and heat will be converged as much as possible and become part of his corona.
Of course, there is also the transformation into shadow, which makes the shadow of Vigilant in the light spread and expand more and more, just like the sun about to jump out of the sea level.
He is ready for "sunrise".
Let the night roar.
At sunrise, all shadows will disappear.
In the echo of Holy Song from Platinum Naaru·Zraly, Diakum opened his eyes at a certain moment, causing the surrounding light and shadows to suddenly shrink, and all the visions disappeared at this moment.
He held the war hammer beside him, and Sunstrider's stellar light also beat inward, weaving a floating corona around the hammer body, as if it had its own breath. Every change of light and darkness would make every crack in the entire Revendreth underground glow with Gleam golden luster.
"I can Lightforging this land, turn the entire Revendreth into a larger Ashen Wilds, and let every guilty soul atone for its sins under the rolling of the holy flame."
Diakum shook his head, smiled at Platinum Naaru beside him, and said:
"But why is it so extreme? Warrior of Light passing by should complete its mission in a low-key manner and then leave quietly. Before you go to High Heaven, my compatriot, I have a task for you."
"I will be happy to fulfill any of your requests."
Naaru said:
"I'll do my best."
"Aren't you going to ask about the content of the mission?"
Diakum curled his lips and said:
"I feel like you have a tendency to "blindly believe" now, which is not good, but I guess you will complete this important thing with a happy mood. Although Holy Light does not advocate bloody revenge, we can always have our own unique understanding of "Oath of Vengeance".
Anyway, be prepared."
After saying that, Dick squatted slightly at the entrance of Crimson Abyss, and after accumulating strength in his legs, he turned into a golden meteor and broke through the darkness of the abyss. Just like Primal Light who streaked through the deepest night at Great Ordering of Light and Shadow, the dazzling beam of light left behind wherever he went illuminated most of Revendreth's gloomy sky.
At this time, under the protection of two Demon Sword who were constantly colliding and fighting with Supersonic, and Sire Denathrius who was attacking with spells from Azshara, he felt the temperature of the battlefield rising rapidly, which made his expression slightly change.
Quickly retreating in the bloody illusion, and the moment they pulled away, the Gleam meteor landed on the highest platform of Castle Nathria.
There were no explosions, no earthquakes, and no exaggerated impact craters.
Diakum landed on the platform in a gentle and gentle way. Only when it landed, the solar corona burst out in all directions like a tumbling waterfall, incinerating all Venthyr and Nathrezim who tried to get close to the battlefield.
Not even giving them time to scream, they were turned into scorching ashes at the moment of contact.
Of course, this kind of AOE radiation strike will definitely not harm the noble Eternal Ones.
Sire Denathrius held King's Sorrow in the sway of his bloody cloak and swiped forward casually, and the golden holy flames rushing towards him were extinguished and eliminated by the bloody light.
His condition at this time was not very good.
In the previous battle with Azshara, I was able to suppress the queen with Sin Magic and Death Force, but the queen's "tower climbing" at the Maw during this period was obviously not just out of the researcher's curiosity.
When Azshara lived in the Maw, she had already improved her understanding of anima to a very profound level. She understood the principles of Sin Magic and acquired the exaggerated method of casting First Ones Runes. During the second battle, she transformed into a hedgehog, making it difficult for Sire Denathrius to attack.
Even the queen from Material World brutally tore apart the emperor's luxurious armor, making him look like a pathetic drunkard on the battlefield.
More importantly, Demon Sword, who once belonged to him, is going crazy.
Remornia didn't care about her own injuries at all, or maybe this Demon Sword came for "die together". She was left by King's Sorrow with quite exaggerated scars on the already broken sword, but it successfully penetrated the emperor's body.
When the "hatchet", whose mind and body were as broken as each other, returned to Azshara's hands, drops of heart energy like thick blood slipped out of Demon Sword.
But this is certainly not enough!
On this battlefield, amid the light and heat of stars and the blowing of ashes, only a faint aperture of Diakum can be seen carrying the war hammer.
He waved his hand, signaling the Queen to deal with more important matters first.
Azshara gladly accepts.
She trusts her "Court Advisor" and will never let Sire Denathrius get any respite today. Although this will deprive the Queen of the "sense of participation" in the expedition Land of the Dead, but as the old saying goes, if the leader has done everything, what else does the subordinate do?
The most important thing is that Azshara regards Diakum as his important court minister, and Dick has no objection to this, which means that the victory of Vigilant is also the victory of the supreme queen.
Outstanding monarchs are always very clear about this.
After the queen left decisively, the highest point of the Blood Palace became a arena for two men.
"Remember, I said, "You are next"?"
While the emperor was waiting, Diakum, who could only see an outline in the light, said in a gentle tone:
"I'm here. I hope you've written your suicide note."
"Barbarian!"
Sire Denathrius is really annoyed by the Holy Light and Saint in front of me.
He seemed to have completely forgotten at this moment that he had asked Sarkir to find a way to "invite" Dick into Shadowlands. The emperor wanted to achieve another victory just like capturing Azshara.
Unfortunately, he, a skilled fisherman, misjudged the destructive power of the fierce fish Dick.
What this guy did in Bastion really made the emperor feel the "fear" he had not seen for a long time.
If Denathrius could go back in time through a time machine, he would definitely catch his past self and give him two unseemly slaps to warn his past self not to cause trouble!
Wouldn't it be wrong to let Diakum bring trouble to the void and demons in the Material Star Sea?
He insisted on bringing this broom star into Shadowlands, even if he caused Eternal Arbiter to completely shut down as he wished and shattered the last link to maintain the destiny, problems arose in the plan after that.
Destiny is indeed beginning to collapse.
However, I may not necessarily have the opportunity to see the moment when Shadowlands changes the world.
The emotion called "unwillingness" rose in the emperor's heart, and he felt that he seemed to understand the feelings of those Greater Demon and Void Gods who died in the hands of Diakum.
Is this what it feels like to be a loser?
It's so strange, I've never done anything wrong before!
Your own mind is being affected!
Although there is indeed a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, why did they admit defeat before the fight even started?
"Bang"
King's Sorrow slashed forward at a perfect angle, resisting the heavy blow of Sunstrider Warhammer, which hit like the sun. Vigilant's terrifying power pushed the Demon Sword unstoppably towards the emperor, making Denathrius feel his arms screaming in this close combat.
But my body was shaped by First Ones's own hands!
Even though the creators filled in the combat data with their feet, they could completely crush themselves in terms of strength. What did Vigilant eat to grow up?
What's even more terrifying is that the power coming from Warhammer is still growing!
Just like a wrestling match, the silent Vigilant kept pressing down on the blocking Sorrow Blade until the emperor's body had to kneel on the ground in humiliation, and then he barely blocked the blow.
"As expected."
He said:
"Eternal Ones are all a group of guys who lack strength and do not live up to their name."
"You"
The emperor felt humiliated.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that this was another spiritual trap. The constant emotional interference made it difficult for him to calm down, so he wanted to retreat first, but before he could retreat, Solar Most Holy Slash, which had delayed the accumulation of energy, dragged Denathrius into the bloom of the high-temperature corona in a "zero-distance explosion" attitude.
He obviously lacks experience in fighting Diakum.
Sarkir seems to have "forgot" to tell him that when fighting Vigilant in close combat, be careful of the passive Most Holy Slash that will definitely appear after every hit, as well as the miraculous Solar Storm that can explode in various ways and from various angles.
He was burned by the hot Sunflare, and tried his best to resist with his own swordsmanship. As a result, he swung his sword nine times and was hit by Diakum seventeen times, two of which hit the face, causing the emperor's elegant nose to collapse.
Disgraceful blood flowed on his cheeks, making his perfect image even more miserable.
But fortunately, although the emperor is a bad guy, he is not a ruler like Eldest Daughter who has no combat experience at all.
When he realized that he had no advantage at all in the field of melee combat, he decisively chose a more pragmatic approach and turned into blood Dispersion on the spot, much like the legendary vampires' transformation.
He pulled away and waved his fingers, letting King's Sorrow escape from his control, whizzing and stabbing at Vigilant who was dragging the war hammer over.
He chose to leave the melee combat completely to his Demon Sword, while he focused on the containment of long-range spellcasting.
This is the fighting style that the Emperor is more comfortable with.
When King's Sorrow resisted Diakum's Charge with his tricky and perfect midnight hunter swordsmanship, regained his feeling. Denathrius wiped off the blood on his face, then laughed and waved his hands. The river of sinful blood reflected in the sky rained blood, and continued to ignite the blood debts borne by Vigilant in this miserable battlefield.
"You are sure that I can't Judgment you! How arrogant. I really can't inflict pain on you like I torture other souls. You are a rare "Innocent Holy Spirit" who is almost free of sin.
But Diakum, not having sin does not mean you have no debt.
Every blood debt of yours is invisible in my eyes.
The scourge of war!
This may be the "crime" that I, the One, can use against you, Judgment. For the Accuser, this dilemma of having nowhere to start is really depressing, but it doesn't matter."
The Emperor condensed his bloody wings and lifted himself into the air. In the background of the blood rain, he loudly announced:
"Hate and anger, despair and desolation! I taste this beautiful sin and give you a fair chance to seek revenge. Let this bloody dinner begin!"
His decrees are read.
While Diakum blasted away King's Sorrow with a hammer, in the places where the blood rain fell, one after another the guys who had stood opposite him were shaped.
In the name of revenge, they become the bearers of blood debts, symbolizing the horrific killings Diakum has caused along the way. However, they are not entities, but the reflection of the Other Side created by Denathrius with the help of the power of sin.
This is also a kind of sin-absolving Judgment, specially prepared for those souls riddled with blood debts.
Under the Emperor's cold gaze, as His fingers shook, the rain of blood from River of Sin that penetrated all living beings became even more desolate. He made perfect use of his high position, constantly turning the sins of all living beings into heart energy and pouring it into the reflections of those blood debts, so that their power would continue to break through and improve.
He is the true God who is responsible for the forgiveness of sins. In the realm of Revendreth that belongs to Him, the power He can use is unlimited.
Of course, this infinity needs to be put in double quotes. After all, I just tried it. In close combat, he couldn't even resist Diakum's Divine Fury.
But what does it matter?
The true God always has many ways to achieve victory.
"My choir, come here and play a funeral song for the sinners who will suffer Annihilation!"
The Emperor called, asking his most trusted Night Hermit lieutenants to pass through the scarlet curtain of sin and reach him.
Those Venthyr masters of sin wearing Judgment cassocks sang in unison, letting Nathria's Anthem resound throughout the battlefield where the blood was raining down and the long river ran across it, just like for those blood debts The bearer applied the "anger" and "violent" BUFFs, causing them to rush towards Diakum more crazily, and then, they were easily swallowed up by Vigilant with Solar Storm.
But the rain of blood kept falling, causing the reflections of those blood debts to keep reappearing.
The commanding Sire Denathrius is now like the most luxurious prodigal monarch, not caring about the consumption of sinful anima, constantly strengthening those reflections, and maintaining this Judgment ritual.
He also poured the sinful energy into King's Sorrow's Demon Sword, allowing this Demon Sword with triple power to release the terrifying Annihilation on his behalf.
He saw Diakum flapping the light and shadow wings to take off, but he just smiled and spread his hands. When Dick rushed towards him with a war hammer, Vigilant was thrown back to the place covered by blood rain as the world turned upside down.
Obviously, until Diakum completes the "payment of the blood debt", he cannot get rid of the trouble of those reflections.
Because this is the rule of destiny!
This is the power given to Himself by the Creator!
As long as Diakum does not surpass the power of First Ones, no matter how strong he is, he must complete this "atonement" honestly.
As the host of Absolution Ritual, I obviously have some "little privileges".
He can extend this Judgment ceremony indefinitely and trap Diakum here until Vigilant completely collapses.
This was the plan He made before the war began.
This will undoubtedly take a long, long time, even several "eternities", and may even occupy all the time and energy of your subsequent life.
But that's nothing.
Isn't this exactly what First Ones hopes to accomplish?
Torture a soul of Judgment with your heart and guide it towards salvation. You can spend eternity to complete the "salvation" for Diakum, and devote yourself to turning Holy Light's god into a tortured prisoner of Revendreth.
I will also be happy with this.
The emperor felt that he had found a way to victory.
Facing an outrageous Stat Monster like Diakum, how can we fight him?
Wouldn't it be better to go directly to the mechanism?
Not to mention you Solar Incarnation, even if Sargeras comes, you still have to finish this Absolution Ritual honestly!
Once again, Solar Storm was released. Those blood-debt reflections, which were continuously strengthened by the emperor, had almost full attack and defense, and were covered by the power of sin, could not withstand even one basic attack from Vigilant.
In the rain of blood, Diakum, who had no combat experience, raised his head, looked at Denathrius in the sky, and said:
"You maintain this ritual to trap me. You want to turn it into a harmless seal, but the sinful energy it consumes is huge every second. So what if you control River of Sin of all living beings?
So many animas were sent to the Maw. After the downtime of Arbiter, no new souls will come to Revendreth.
With no way out, Your Majesty, how long can you keep hiding your sins?"
"It will last longer than you think, until your light is completely dimmed."
The emperor sneered and flicked his fingers.
With the roar of Revendreth, the ground along the Pridefall Darkhaven shattered and collapsed, but no ruins were scattered. Instead, in a "return" gesture, it turned into a huge stream of red anima across the sky, blended into the River of Sin, and was held in the hand by the emperor.
He played with these mental energies, which were so heavy that they could destroy stars, and said:
"This entire land is the embodiment of my will! If you understand this concept, you won't ask such stupid questions. I can trap you until the end of eternity! You may be able to hold on, but what about your ideals?
What about the morality that you are willing to burn for? What about those People of Light who are protected by you?
When you finally break free, what awaits you will be a dead sea of stars.
Death of an ideal!
This is the best punishment for a deviant like you!"
Dick fell silent.
He looked at the anima obtained by destroying the Revendreth earth held by the emperor and said:
"How many Venthyr died just now?"
"Really? That's the question you're asking? To avenge the souls of a group of sinners that you don't know, understand, and are not innocent at all?"
Okay, then I'll answer you.
Thousands?
Tens of thousands?
Does it make sense?
All Venthyr were born because of me, this land was born because of me, they and it should exist and fight for my will."
Sire Denathrius said coldly:
"I also wanted to be a kind and wise leader, but when the traitors have raised their weapons, the majesty of the monarch will naturally be turned into punishment in an extreme way.
But I'm not cruel.
I will not make my subjects feel more pain.
Just as the joy when they were born turned into my strength to defeat powerful enemies, those souls of sin would naturally be finally redeemed. Otherwise, do you think I really want them to live and work in peace and contentment by allowing the souls of sinners to live forever in Revendreth?
All sins must be paid for!
It only achieves forgiveness of sins in an instant and merciful way, nothing more.
First Ones hopes that I will abide by my duties and I will do as they wish."
"Eternal Oness are all crazy, you're just crazy in a different way, and you really piss me off."
Diakum smashed Sunstrider Warhammer on the ground, causing the torch to burn, turning into golden Sunflare and continuously radiating light and heat, causing the reflections of those blood debts to be burned out as soon as they appeared.
He himself opened his arms and raised his head as in prayer.
He said with regret:
"If you want to Judgment me, then come on! The Accuser Denathrius, you can count the sins I bear in detail."
"This first article is called the crime of Eclipse"