There is something to be said for this sentence. This sentence is full of flaws, which makes Saraian feel like reading the toilet paper light novel that Shaduo netizens have posted in the barrage before.
Fortunately, Sarlayan's unrestrained thinking didn't go too far that day, and he quickly realized who the voice came from.
Sharlayan: "Azeroth?"
"Well, it's me. Long time no see... You don't seem to like the title Contractor?"
This is the third time that Sarlayan has communicated with the star soul's will.
During the first communication, Star Soul's voice was extremely hazy. It seemed that he responded to Sarlayan's request while half asleep, letting Rukma's soul in, and gave Sarlayan a body that could to some extent.
A token of cheapness.
After that, when Sarlayan brought Ansu into Azeroth, he didn't disturb the star soul anymore. It should be the token burned into the soul that worked.
The second exchange was when he accepted the test of Nozdormu and traveled back through time and space to the period of the Dark Empire tens of thousands of years ago.
At that time, Xinghun was still in a state of babbling and could not even speak completely.
But she could feel the mark that she had personally left in Sarlayan's soul...even though it was not her who was very young at the time who made the mark.
The third time he communicated with Star Soul, Sarlayan finally heard her voice clearly.
How should I put it? It's quite clear and sweet. You can tell she is a young and energetic girl by listening to her voice.
[This girl is called Taimo Lake, I would like to call her Elori!]
【???】
【Brother, have you been punished again? 】
[Although it sounds crude, but if compared with the young girl Ai-chan that Saraian communicated with last time, the star soul of this era should indeed be regarded as a loli. After all, she is still underage.]
【Why not a girl?】
[Because we hope it is a loli! (Confidently)]
[Come here! Lolita go out! 】
Sarlayan ignored the barrage of jokes. He was thinking about a question at this time.
"You...can see what I'm thinking?"
"cannot."
Ai Luoli...ah! I was led astray by the barrage.
Azeroth Star Soul answered Sharlayan's question cheerfully: "I can only feel your mood swings, but I can't see through what you are thinking in your heart."
"If you don't like the title of contractor, then I will call you spokesperson."
Sarlayan said nonchalantly: "It's up to you, it doesn't matter what you call me."
"By the way, how is your situation now? The Forge of Will and the Forge of Origin are already in effect, right?"
"Yes." Ai Jiang seemed quite happy about this: "Thanks to you, I can finally continue to grow after tens of thousands of years."
"Ha~"
Before she said a few words, Ai Jiang started to yawn again: "I won't be awake for long. If you have any questions or requests, please put them forward as soon as possible. I will try my best to satisfy you."
[Try to be as satisfied as possible!? I, I, I, I have a bold idea! 】
[Stop! Our country also has a complete set of criminal laws! Don’t be impulsive!]
Sarlayan forced himself to ignore the madness of those Shazao netizens who were full of pornographic waste, and took a deep breath with his eyebrows twitching.
"I was wondering, is there anything you can tell me about the future?"
"Revelation?" Ai Jiang chuckled and joked: "Did you misunderstand my ability?"
"Yes, my existence does transcend time to a certain extent, but this does not mean that I can see through the fog of time and penetrate all things."
"Believe me, in this era, no one in this vast universe can do this, not even Aman'Thul, unless..."
The first half of Ai-chan's words were normal, but the last gasping twist made Sarlayan more vigilant.
"Unless what?"
"Unless those who shaped the universe and all its rules are still alive."
"For them, time is just a resource that can be used at will."
The knowledge mastered by the Azeroth Star Soul is instilled by the Forge of Will. This huge amount of knowledge was personally input into the Forge of Will by the Titans of the Pantheon.
It can be said that all the information that Pantheon has mastered has been stored in Ai-chan's mind, and he only needs to call it out when necessary.
The First Born was not the first time that Sarlayan had heard of this concept. He first heard about it from the chat in the barrage.
The Firstborn are not a single individual, but a plurality of groups. They are truly omniscient and omnipotent gods, and the entire universe is shaped by the Firstborn.
On the basis of creating the physical universe, the First Creation formulated many rules for the very desolate universe at that time, and created six powers that represented the origin of the universe.
The Pantheon composed of Titans is not the only powerful group of forces in the universe. The Pantheon can only represent the will of the order side.
There is a force called the Eternals on the death side, which corresponds to the Pantheon on the order side.
By analogy, other origin forces of the universe should also have their own representative forces.
Danmaku doesn't know much about the Firstborn. He only knows that they are mysterious creators who are above the six original forces, but he has never seen the true appearance of the Firstborn.
The information on the Firstborn provided by Ai-chan is also limited. Obviously, the Titans know very little about these mysterious beings who created themselves.
According to Ai-chan, the Firstborns have disappeared since the structure of the physical universe stabilized. No one has seen their whereabouts again, and it is not known whether they are still alive.
"The Firstborn..."
Sarlayan put his chin on his hand and said thoughtfully: "This kind of existence is too far away from us, so we should put it aside for the time being."
"Well, you're right. No matter whether the Firstborn are alive or dead, at least at this point in time, we don't need to think too much about them. There are still countless troubles waiting for us inside this planet.
Woolen cloth."
"The reason why I tell you about the existence of the Firstborn is to remind you not to put your energy into areas that you cannot take care of, such as... time."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The time Ai-chan talks about here does not refer to the power of time, but the concept of time in a broader sense. She mainly wants to dissuade Sharlayan from giving up peeking into the future.
Sarlayan smiled and accepted Ai Jiang's kindness: "Don't worry, I am not the kind of person who will wait for the apocalypse to live. After all, people still have to rely on their own efforts to create a better future."
"For me, it would be best if I could get some fragmentary information about the future, so that I can take precautions in advance. If not, there is no need to force it."
"Very good, you are worthy of being my chosen contractor."
Ai Jiang said with great satisfaction: "Before I fall asleep this time, I will retain an automatic response consciousness, which can call up my own memory database."
"If you have any questions that need answers, you can ask it."
"But don't expect this automatic response consciousness to help you with ideas. It's just a dull artificial intelligence."
"Okay, I should go back to sleep."
"Ha~ I hope that when I wake up next time, I can use my body to help my children overcome difficulties."
"Before that...my contractor, Azeroth, will be left to you to protect."
After Star Soul's consciousness was withdrawn, Sarlayan began to receive information from the outside world again as if he had just woken up from a dream.
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
A large group of guardians were pressing themselves in the middle, and Laden and Odin's eyes were shining with anticipation and curiosity.
"...What are you doing?"
Onyxia, who was beside Sarlayan, shrugged and said, "Who made you lose your mind at such an important moment? Moreover, there is an inexplicable aura emerging from you."
"How did you say that? At that time, you were the most handsome guy in the room."
"Let's not talk about this for now."
Laiteng Fei rubbed his hands and asked urgently: "That smell just now...if I admit it correctly, it should be Titan, right? Which adult came to find you?"
"emmmmm..."
Sarlayan spread his hands in confusion: "It is indeed a Titan, but it is not what you think."
"Strictly speaking, the person I am communicating with is an immature Titan. You should all have heard of her."
Mimiron was the first to suddenly hit the mechanical palm: "Is it Azeroth? The sound of the Forge of Will restarting woke her up?"