Origin Engine is the most important facility and the largest equipment in Everything Unification Field.
Tol'vir built a huge temple on this thing, but the area of the temple is only about one-tenth of the one Origin Engine buried deep underground.
When this thing was towed from the underground to the surface by three Titan Soul, it was like a huge metal mountain added to the Uldum desert. It could not even be loaded and transported by a starship. Even if the Tempest Keep-class flagship could contain it after opening the internal storage compartment and making modifications, due to the rhythm of the creation energy, the transportation process was prone to interference problems of one kind or another.
Diakum invited Aegwynn to use Staff of Sargeras to send it directly to the planet where Eredar stored Everything Unification Field's equipment, but Aegwynn, who was not afraid of anything, had rare doubts.
"It's interference is too strong, Diakum."
Aegwynn did not use the honorific title for Dick like others. Even though he knew that there was a god standing in front of him, Aegwynn still chose to communicate with Dick with his previous attitude, which made Vigilant very comfortable.
He listened patiently to Aegwynn's explanation.
Star Soul Spokesperson holding Staff of Sargeras shook his head and said:
"The Creation Force contained inside it will overflow as long as there is a slight disturbance. Just look at the terrain of Uldum, Silithus and Tanaris to know how fatal this overflow is.
Staff of Sargeras Although it can maximize the stability of the space rift during teleportation, I cannot guarantee that it will not continue to remain calm for some reason when it lands.
But that's not Staff of Sargeras's problem.
That's my problem."
Aegwynn stroked the staff and said calmly:
"My understanding of the universe is limited to the vision of mortals, and my exploration of the truth of the space system is limited by my life form. If another spellcaster who is more outstanding than me in this aspect is responsible for the transmission, then there is a high probability that Origin Engine can arrive safely.
What I mean is that Platinum Titan Norgannon can personally perform the transmission, or if you can get our "Supreme" Queen to take the time to come and rely on the wonderful cipher text sequence she has mastered, the same effect can be achieved."
"It's not like you to be so humble."
Dick said in surprise:
"Based on what I know about you, even if there is a one-tenth chance of success in this matter, you will try it once after you are fully prepared. You always say that self-confidence is a necessary virtue for outstanding Arcane Mage."
"But I know what this thing means to you."
Aegwynn shrugged and joked:
"Even the gods can't create another Origin Engine, and I don't want to offend those Eredars from the star sea who are still arriving at Draenor and Azeroth with my confidence.
If there is a problem with your recovery plan because of me, I can guarantee that even if you are generous enough to forgive me, I will die tragically one night from the assassination of the angry and extremely disappointed Eredar extreme thugs. So, why take the risk when there is a better solution?
I have also said that trying to eliminate risks is also Arcane Mage's virtue."
"Okay, okay, but actually this matter should be left to your son."
Dick said:
"Medivh received the gift of "time and space" from the Cipher of the First Ones sequence. I saw with my own eyes that he used a complicated and powerful time and space spell to send a Void Demigods to my sword. He is the one who has the most in-depth understanding of the universe besides Titan Soul.
Well, I understand, little thoughts from mortals.
You hope to use this method to let Medivh also gain a high reputation among Eredar.
You cunning witch wants my people to owe your son a huge favor!"
"Oh, how pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are."
Aegwynn did not deny it. Star Soul Spokesperson sighed and said:
"Medivh's life is destined to be wonderful, but that also means that when he travels in the star sea, he will definitely encounter dangers that will drag him into despair. If he can establish contact with the most powerful civilization in the star sea in the next era in advance, at least my son can summon a fleet to rescue him when he faces despair.
So, noble Vigilant, are you willing to give this favor to my child?"
"You have to ask me if I'm willing to sell a favor to two of my old friends, and the answer is, of course."
Diakum waved his hand and said:
"But this is not something that Warrior of Light should discuss in the sun, so I will not participate in it from now on. I believe that Medivh will definitely send this big guy to where it should go.
Ah, the time to come down this time is almost here.
High Heaven is calling me to return. The time for those angels and Holy Spirits to listen to Dawn's wonderful teachings today is approaching. I have to work overtime tonight to personally compile and engrave on the relief of High Heaven the deeds of the Leader of the People of Light who were canonized for their military exploits in Solar War.
No one ever told me that life would be so busy after becoming a god."
"But you obviously enjoy it. This makes you feel more comfortable than carrying weapons to fight and kill. My friend, from a basic background, you are a pacifist. You have power but are unwilling to abuse it."
Aegwynn flattered her a little, but before leaving, she reminded:
"Maybe you should use your last time to go to Stormwind. I heard that your adopted daughter is facing a rather subtle "invitation" there, from your old comrade Anduin Lothar.
This may determine the future direction of Ms. Lelan's life.
As an old father, you should occasionally use your life experience to help your daughter deal with major life events."
"Thanks for the reminder."
Diakum raised his eyebrows, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared in the sunlit Uldum desert. About thirty minutes later, a sturdy Big Bald Head wearing a traveler's cloak strolled through the desolation of the sand sea.
Zovaal's eyes under the cloak were raised, looking at the majestic and sacred Origin Engine in front of him.
He sighed, then took off a drawing board from his waist and stood it under Sunflare, intending to record this scene as an essay in his "Travel Notes".
Considering that this guy needs to travel across the sea of stars to find his "redemption truth", and it took him several months to get out of the desert in the south of Kalimdor, therefore, the time when Zovaal returns to Land of the Dead to die is estimated to be at least a thousand or ten thousand years.
But how to say it?
Whether it was him, Primus or Winter Queen, most likely they didn't take this matter to heart.
That is the end, and the end will come.
It's just a matter of time.
For individuals like them who once looked at all the worlds as "true gods", time is the most meaningless thing.
On the other side, Diakum quietly landed on Northshire Abbey outside Stormwind in the sunshine. This is now the true belief Holy Land.
Not only the people of the empire who believe in Holy Light will come here to seek the salvation and blessing of their faith, but even the Arathi explorers from the Storm Sea and those from Quel'Thalas Sunwalkers will come here to seek enlightenment.
In the Demon War, Northshire Abbey was a key area to be attacked, so almost all the buildings here needed to be rebuilt.
When Diakum came over, the main body of the monastery had just been built with the help of those enthusiastic pilgrims who did not ask for anything in return. They were leveling the land on the battlefield and planned to build a hermitage castle that was sacred and beautiful enough for the monastery to accommodate pilgrims from far away.
This is real hard work.
But the pilgrims did not feel oppressed or deceived. They sang Holy Song and worked together, regardless of high or low or race. Even the spell casters would not use spells to complete the construction, but would use their hands together with other believers to show their devotion to their faith.
The Priests of Church of the Holy Light brought them free food and drinking water, as well as various discussions about faith by the ascetic monks and some Holy Light ideas from outside the world. The sharing of this knowledge made those Seekers of Knowledges extremely happy.
During a short break, they sat together in burlap clothes, eating and sharing their thoughts with each other.
What a beautiful picture of perfecting faith, Diakum nodded repeatedly when looking at it.
Vigilant likes this kind of scene of "everyone holding hands and singing praises of beauty". Although I know that it is impossible to achieve, it is always good to have hope.
Therefore, Diakum also spent some time disguised as a pilgrim to join them, shared a simple lunch with them, discussed doctrine with them, and finally formed a small-scale preaching.
From Lord of Dawn's profound understanding of Holy Light's description of moral principles in a simple and easy-to-understand way, which made the pilgrims fascinated.
It even alarmed Naaru Vorolos who was sitting here, but Vorolos glanced over here and was almost blinded by the divine light on Diakum., it pretended that it didn't see anything, and just secretly told its Priest leader to go and record the content of Lord of Dawn's lecture today so that it could be released as the main content at the believers' gathering next month.
This is how faith spreads.
In this sea of stars where great power exists, orthodox churches rarely take the initiative to preach, because the faith itself will lead those who are confused to take the initiative to approach the path that can bring salvation. Only those cultists who have ghosts in their hearts are more keen to use words to trick the ignorant into joining them.
Just like a fish using that light to lure food into a trap.
The principles are the same.
But the moment Diakum finished his lecture, he suddenly remembered why he came. He was embarrassed and hurriedly ran to the monastery where he once lived in the valley to look for his daughter.
As a result, when I entered the courtyard, I heard some sounds that Warrior of Light shouldn't have heard.
This made Diakum show the helpless expression of an old father.
Alas, the children have grown up and have their own ideas. Why haven't I seen a great traveler who is over 20,000 years old?
There is no need for him to remind you of these things.
So adhering to the principle of "see no evil", the old father Diakum blocked his five senses, summoned a stone of faith from High Heaven in the yard filled with fallen leaves, and holding a Lightforging chisel, he began to carve mottos and records handed down for the canonized People of Light victims.
It was not until the first story was almost finished that Lelan and Eredath, who were a little indulgent, walked out of the house hand in hand, ready to go foraging on Goldshire in contented exhaustion.
As soon as they opened the door, the two "young people" were stunned.
A ball of light gathered in the monastery where the two people lived temporarily. In the light, exaggerated reflections of the Holy Spirit appeared from time to time, just like the sound of singing in the surrounding water. There was also a golden Archangels holding a weapon. The majestic guard was beside Vigilant who was immersed in carving the epic. No ignorant person was allowed to disturb this sacred thing.
"Fuck!"
Lelan uttered a foul language.
She didn't know when her adoptive father came down from the sky, but judging from the falling stone chips around the Stone of Faith, Diakum must have been here for a long time.
Thinking of the indulgence he had just had with Eredath, the Grand Traveler blushed so hard that blood dripped from his face.
Eredath was also very embarrassed, and had to endure the torture of Lelan constantly pinching his flesh behind him, so he could only bow with a bitter look on his face. He walked into the light and alarmed Vigilant.
The latter glanced at him coldly, making Eredath tremble.
"When are you going to get married?"
Diakum asked:
"Although our race has its own national conditions, you two have special status after all, and there must be an explanation for these things."
"Well, our hometown has not been restored yet, so we are not qualified to put our own enjoyment before great achievements."
Eredath straightened his back and answered seriously:
"But I swear to High Heaven, Vigilant, that after we return to Argus's hometown, I will use the most grand ceremony to ask to marry your daughter."
"You better be."
Diakum snorted, stood up, patted the stone chips on his body, letting those light spots Dispersion shine in the wind, then looked at Lelan who had his head lowered, and sighed helplessly:
"I heard that you encountered a life decision, so I came over to take a look.
Ever since I woke up in Draenor, you have always been a very independent figure, rarely needing me to intervene in your life as a "father", but if you really need help, you must remember to call your adoptive father.
Although we are not related by blood, you and Maraad were already my children when my battle brother Malderan entrusted you to me."
"Well, I think instead of worrying about me, you should pay more attention to my brother."
Lelan complained:
"He always goes out on patrol with Yrel. Although he says it's the superior's concern for his subordinates, no one knows that the two guys are actually dating. But the problem is, Yrel is only over a hundred years old.
According to our tradition, she is not yet an adult.
So, Your Excellency Vigilant, you don't want to see your great eldest son become a well-known pedophile, do you? He will definitely be beaten to death by his old-school compatriots."
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Vigilant looked embarrassed.
He can't tell Lelan, who loves to worry, that Great Uncle and Yrel are "official partners". You poor bastards who haven't even appeared in the official history should stop messing around with each other.
"Well, I did run into some trouble."
Lelan stood in the yard, rubbing his eyebrows and complaining to his old father:
"That Lothar, he invited me to build a new Eredar Star Sea Clan in the Eastern Continent. The emperor didn't know where he heard the current traditions of our ethnic group. He thought Eredar has done so much for Azeroth, and the world should repay us, so we plan to issue the Empire's "Certificate of Honor" to the tribesmen who are willing to follow me and settle in Azeroth.
This is to ensure Eredar's rights to live in the Strom'kar Empire.
The invitation from Lothar is already a headache, but I didn't expect that this is just the beginning."
The great traveler lamented, took out six letters of credence with different invitations in different styles from his luggage, and said to his father:
"Quel'Thalas, Zandalar Empire, Ironforge, Shadowforge City and even Kaldorei have all sent me invitations. The whole world is welcoming our people to settle here, but I can't make up my mind.
You know, I just want to be an ordinary traveler and record the stories of the sea of stars."
"Yet it is necessary."
Eredath made a triangle Holy Crest on his chest, held Lelan's hand, and persuaded him softly:
"Eredar will leave a settlement in every world that welcomes us. It does not represent aggression or intention, but only represents our deep connection with this world.
We used this method to find allies for Holy Light, and now, this has become a tradition among the exiles.
You should probably respond to Azeroth's invitation and leave a clan of yours here. Even if we return to our hometown in the future, this profound bond can still allow Eredar and Azeroth to maintain a good relationship."
"I can leave some Lightforged to stay with Azeroth for a long time."
Diakum said:
"Protecting Supreme Star Soul is one of our responsibilities. These Lightforged can act as a "clan" in this world. You and Eredath are enough to serve as their Grand Executor.
This is necessary."
"Necessary?"
Lelan looked at his father in surprise.
She felt that there was something in Vigilant's words, but Diakum didn't explain anything.
It is related to the leadership inheritance of Eredar in his hometown. This kind of thing is not easy to decide, but if Lelan and Eredath really have a chance to become Eredar leaders of a certain era, then they should start to accumulate administrative experience from now on, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public in the future.
What's more, the invitation from so many forces already represents World Mother's welcome.
This can be regarded as Azeroth's blessing and favor to Eredar. If you don't know how to accept Wei Li's kindness, you will probably have to accept Wei Li's torture.