Chapter 734 12. We! Everyone! Are made of stars~-Additional update[15]
(Additional update for the brothers of "Five Light Years per Second" [1/5])
Diakum suggested that the Jailer wait for a while before going to Sepulcher of the First Ones. He said that Zovaal should give his brothers and sisters a chance to show their determination.
the Jailer agreed.
But He didn't wait too long. Just a few hours after Forge of the Afterlife was transferred, the leaders of Mawsworn observed a violent energy explosion in Sepulcher of the First Ones.
the Jailer immediately realized that Primus and Winter Queen had already entered.
His brothers and sisters actually became "hard" this time, and they stepped into the place where they were born before him in a tough and reckless manner, to personally smash the shackles First Ones had imposed on them.
After realizing this, the Jailer set off almost immediately.
He ordered his servants to block the entrance of Sepulcher of the First Ones with Domination to prevent those unwilling Attendant of the Gods from attacking this place again, and then stepped into the temple left by the Creator alone.
After entering, he discovered that Diakum, who had been missing for a while, had actually arrived earlier than him!
Vigilant has passed through Phantom Phosphor Plains, which is like a desert, but the scenery is extremely magical, and is heading towards the creation workshop area named "Genesis Keystone".
Because vehicles from Material World are not allowed to be driven here, Diakum tamed a protozoan Great Horned Deer from the outside at some point, and rode it like Talbuk riding Eredar, moving forward on the endless Phantom Phosphor Plains with various stone formations suspended in the air.
When he arrived at the entrance of Genesis Keystone's ancient palace, he saw the Jailer walking out of the ciphertext transmitter left by First Ones.
Zovaal looked at Diakum who jumped out of the original saddle with strange eyes and said:
"Why not use a teleporter? Didn't you see such a big teleporter at the entrance? Or is it this time, are you still in the mood to appreciate the "scenery" here?"
"Do you think I don't want to? But that is obviously something that only you can use, and compared to arriving at the destination, not missing any scenery is indeed my life motto. It's a pity that there is no fish pond here, otherwise I can still hit two shots in the palace of First Ones, get a glorious achievement or something."
Diakum shrugged, then said seriously:
"Queen Azshara has cracked the secret of Chorus of All Things.
They will restart the consoles everywhere in the central sector of Zereth Mortis, and then come here to use the master control device of Sepulcher of the First Ones to destroy the perfect resonance of this earth by interrupting "First Ones' Grand Chorus".
Once the resonance is destroyed, Zereth Mortis will lose its initial centripetal force and collapse itself.
This plane, which does not exist in any physical laws, will also collapse together, and the "source point" used by First Ones to shape Shadowlands will die forever.
The arrogant queen of this world always has something available at critical moments, right?"
"She has the potential to become a god."
Zovaal commented fairly:
"All the Force will open its arms to her. She can do anything you can do. Unfortunately, there is no perfect creature in this world, so fate has given her a bad set of cards, leaving her with a stubborn personality.
But now that the mortals outside have taken action, it's time for us to finish our work.
Follow me!
Traveling through Genesis Keystone, you can reach the grand plan of First Ones, where the power used to reshape reality is hidden."
"Aren't you going to help them?"
Diakum looked in the direction of "Eternal Manufacturer's Workshop", and there was a violent explosion sound coming from that side. He said:
"Primus and Winter Queen are determined, but they have to face Eternal Prototype who is twice their size. Even with the care of Ms. Elune, it will be difficult for them to win at the other side's home court.
They need you."
"They have their determination, and I have my work."
the Jailer doesn't intend to help.
He seemed to be no longer ready to wait any longer, but just as he took the first step, a portal lit up behind Diakum.
This is no ordinary portal. Its casting form is very similar to the special door formed by the geometric resonance when Gate of Zareth'Moth is opened. At first glance, it is the power of a spellcaster who has mastered the power of Cipher of the First Ones.
Astral Mage Medivh walked out of it holding a very strange geometric response device.
He was sent by the queen to install this device on the master control device of Sepulcher of the First Ones, so that the Holy Tomb and the main body of Zereth Mortis would have a chord resonance, ensuring that the Holy Tomb and Zereth Mortis would collapse and be destroyed at the same moment.
Medivh came at the right time.
When he saw that the Jailer was not going to help his brothers and sisters, Medivh looked at Vigilant, who nodded to him, so Astral Mage said loudly:
"You still owe us a "request". You must have remembered it, right?"
"Huh?"
Zovaal stopped and looked back at the two people behind him with sinister eyes.
Medivh is not afraid of the "true god" in front of him. After all, he has been chatting and laughing with Sargeras for decades, and he is very good at willpower.
He held the Resonance Device, and the Prime Minister solemnly said to the Jailer:
"We are going to state that condition. We ask that you go to the Eternal Ones production workshop immediately, and go there to help your brothers and sisters defeat those prototypes!
You desire to reshape reality and satisfy everyone's expectations for order, peace, and happiness. Why not fulfill their desires for your brothers and sisters before you do that?"
"Why should I do that?"
Zovaal scolded:
"When I resisted, they chose to watch! After my failure, they banished me and denounced me as a thug and careerist. Now, they also realize that destiny is a yoke used to oppress them.
They realized that I was right, however."
"You won't tell me that they didn't even say "I'm sorry" to you, so you just sit back and watch them die in the place of their birth, and then let those prototypes whose minds are full of allegiance to First Ones replace their identity, reputation and responsibilities?"
Diakum said in a long voice:
"Are you such a cruel god?
Zovaal, can you convince yourself with this reason?
Don't think that we can't hear your relief when you put on a helmet.
Maybe they won't allow you to reshape reality, but at least when you resisted First Ones, your brothers and sisters finally stood on the side of this great cause.
if you fail
Shadowlands Don't we still have to be led by them and move forward?
So, the question is, under the premise that you may be defeated, do you believe that your brothers and sisters can protect this country of the dead after you leave, or do you believe that those Attendant of the Gods and their destiny continue to bind this place is the right way?"
"Bang"
the Jailer's Primordial Arbiter Warhammer hit Diakum and Medivh hard, causing the hexagonal golden masonry to shatter.
He seemed really angry.
Angry that he was only one step away from the final goal, he had to devote his energy to completing these responsibilities that he should not have undertaken.
However, He is a God who keeps his promises, and He cannot find any reason to refute Diakum's statement.
It is indeed possible that I will lose to Vigilant.
After its own defeat, Shadowlands will continue to move forward. At that time, who will lead Death Force will become the most important issue.
Is He willing to see himself trying his best to resist the destiny that has only just wavered now, and return to the situation of binding all things?
No!
Never allowed.
"Sharp-tongued! Mind your own business!"
Zovaal cursed.
This is somewhat inconsistent with His usual image of a philosopher.
But after scolding, Zovaal grabbed the ferocious Skull Warhammer and strode towards Eternal Ones Prototype's creation workshop.
Watching His leaving figure, Medivh let out a strange laugh.
Lich whispered:
"I guess, under that heavy battle helmet, His Excellency Zovaal is smiling. You have found an opportunity for him that is enough to convince him to "reconcile" with the past, even if it is not enough to make him give up his terrible plan to reshape reality."
"Yes, these Shadowlands's Eternal Oness, each Mental Attrition are so terrifying that it is jaw-dropping. They can obviously unite to achieve greater things."
Diakum shrugged, glanced at Medivh and the hexagon Resonance Device in his hand, and said:
"What did you wish for in Creation Platform?"
"I created a seed."
Medivh raised his hand and let an emerald green seed emerge from his palm.
He said:
"When I eat this seed, it will reverse life and death and return me to the form of the living. This is what I, the One, hope to get, but only after I confirm that I have paid off all my sins can I take it without any pressure.
Nether-Stalker shaped himself a star staff.
It can use that thing to complete communication with the Merciless K'aresh and guide Star Soul. It can also use it to shape the Merciless's divine body in the K'aresh star.
However, Nether-Stalker has learned a lot from the previous harmony of all things.
Very dangerous knowledge!
It can learn how to manipulate all things from First Ones's knowledge of shaping all things, much like Domination of the Jailer, but this kind of manipulation transcends the limitations of the Force.
Once Nether-Stalker uses this power to do bad things, it will definitely cause a cosmic disaster."
"But you will keep an eye on it, my friend."
Diakum was not worried about the future of Nether-Stalker. He and Medivh asked as they moved towards the golden palace of Genesis Keystone:
"Where are the rest? What did our Queen wish for?"
"Queen Azshara didn't make a wish. She said she wanted to keep that wish, but I roughly guessed what the queen wanted to do."
Medivh chuckled and said:
"She is racking her brains to circumvent her agreement with you and find a way to bring Creation Platform back to Material World. The "queen" part of her character has the upper hand at this moment.
She stubbornly believes that only such treasures are worthy of her supreme status, and only such treasures hidden in the palace's treasure house can reflect her nobility and Elven Empire eternal glory.
But I guess the queen also plans to dedicate this treasure to her mother to make up for the terrible suffering that her wanton behavior has brought to Azeroth's mother.
Actually, I think that, as Azeroth is the "center of the sea of stars" and carries the majesty of Supreme Star Soul's star, it is appropriate to have a platform for the transformation of all things as a treasure embellishment."
Diakum did not answer.
He knew this was a temptation, but he didn't want to show an obvious tendency toward such a thing.
Anyway, that's what he asked for.
Azshara cannot take the risk of "waking up First Ones" and take away the things that exist in Zereth Mortis. As for whether the Queen can find a way to circumvent this restriction, that is Azshara's own problem.
"Finally, there's Wei Nally."
Medivh said:
"Wei Nali used Stygia as a sculpture and mysteriously completed the wishing ceremony. I don't know what she created, but that Broker is a very scheming soul, so I tentatively think that she must have seized this opportunity and created some incredible things.
However, it should also be related to their Star Soul"The Merciless"K'aresh.
I have to say that although these Ethereal and Broker are cunning and ruthless, their feelings for their hometown are as complicated and deep as the feelings of you Eredar and Argus Lord, right?
Did you hear any noise?"
Astral Mage suddenly stopped and looked around warily. In this empty golden palace, he said suspiciously:
"It seems like some device has been activated."
"Well, a unique soul, Gleam, with a cosmic glow that doesn't belong to you, so interesting."
A strange voice replaced Diakum's response, making Medivh's hair stand on end at this moment.
Just like encountering a ghost story, it flashed out instantly, but when it landed, the surrounding scene had already been peeled off like an illusion, revealing the true face of this First Ones palace.
A laboratory!
To be precise, it is a cosmic laboratory that contains all biological samples in the known world, dotted around according to a special classification method.
Those black obelisks stand all around, weaving the illusions of many wonderful creatures in the Cosmic Radiance and Gleam resonances. Those illusions are like floating shadows, and it seems that they only need to be injected with some energy to make them enter reality.
Medivh realized that he had become a "test subject", and the experimenter was right in front of him!
That's a standard First Ones creation.
It is roughly polished into a human shape using incoherent stones, with a golden energy ball rolling around the waist, and the upper body shell is carefully decorated, with exaggerated golden shoulder pads and a cumbersome crown of creation.
What is bound by the golden horn crown is a unique and complex structure surrounded by stars in the universe, which represents the extraordinary nature of the creation in front of us.
It has a self!
This alone proves this guy's noble status in the First Ones creation system.
When Medivh was looking at it, this guy was also paying attention to Medivh. As it just said, it discovered a Gleam soul with the glow of the universe.
"Hello, outsider, my name is "Lihuvim", "Chief Creator" created and appointed by First Ones."
This strange-looking First Ones creation says in the fast-paced "Primordial Tongue":
"I should keep my lab moving so that I and my research results can avoid this coming "destruction," but I'm too curious.
your soul glow
That is the glow that only the immortal soul of the universe can have. Why does it appear in you, a mortal?
You must have had a magical experience that could satisfy my curiosity?"
This guy even made a "rubbing" action, which meant that it was really interested in Medivh. It said sincerely:
"If you are willing to share, I can seize the time to perform an "operation" on you to help you completely peel off these cosmic radiances from your soul. You should understand that if you cannot rely on "His" influence, you will not be able to reach any end point you want in this life."
"Can you do it?"
Medivh asked:
"Don't you care about our "rebellion against destiny"?"
"Well, why should I care?"
Chief Creator Lish'wem made a confused sound and said:
""Destiny" is just a small project attached to First Ones's creation of Grand Plan named "Shadowlands". It is an experiment in nature. There are dedicated members responsible for observing and recording all information and feedback on the "Destiny Project".
The final outcome of this project has nothing to do with me.
I have not been granted relevant permissions.
I am only responsible for designing and creating brand-new creatures, and then smoothly integrating them into Great Cycle of Life and Death in a cognitive way. This is the responsibility given to me by First Ones, and my responsibility is far from over."
"Is that so?"
Medivh breathed a sigh of relief.
He said:
"So, will you move your laboratory out of here before Sepulcher of the First Ones is destroyed? Where is the destination? Another Sepulcher of the First Ones? So, how many Sepulcher of the First Ones are there in the Material Star Sea and Six Realms?"
"You talk too much, mortal."
Chief Creator said dissatisfied:
"If you want my answer, you have to answer my question. Do you want to retain this cosmic glow? Or do you want me to perform this surgery for you? This sample is really fascinating."
"An'she, you are finally back."
In different phases of the same area, Diakum looked at Chief Creator Lish'wem in front of him, and the latter called out with a unique name:
"Come to me quickly! Let me see the changes in the first prototype I personally designed according to First Ones's exaggerated requirements. Well, you seem to be really different from before. Where is your Gleam incomparable cosmic glow?
Did you lose it?"
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Chief Creator Lish'wem: