Titan has powerful computing power, just like the Supreme Father Aman'Thul, who has millions of consciousnesses. These consciousnesses form a whole, just like a computer network, with amazing computing power.
The monster is one of millions of consciousnesses and possesses all the memories of Aman'Thul. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is Aman'Thul.
Aman'Thul looked at the woman in front of him. After regaining his freedom, he was no longer restricted by the Moon Rune. His perception was amazing. He immediately felt a familiar aura and said in horror:
"It's you, Xal'atath."
Xal'atath smiled softly. At this moment, she was a beautiful night elf woman, with temptations in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows: "My dear Aman'Thul, you cruelly abandoned me ten thousand years ago. I don't blame you. Now
We are finally together and no one can separate us."
Aman'Thul is not stupid, and his economics is only one millionth of what it used to be, but he can calculate the thoughts of the woman in front of him. He does not believe that Xal'atath will still be so infatuated after that deception.
A woman's sweet words are useless.
"Xalatath, please listen to my explanation. This is the rule of the universe. The strong take advantage of the weak, just like the Lord of the Void. He also uses your ancient gods to do things for him. There is nothing wrong with this. If you want to blame, I blame you too much.
Weakened."
Xal'atath smiled foolishly and said: "Aman'Thul, my feelings for you will never change. From now on, we will be together forever. Even if I only have one millionth of you, I will be satisfied.
"
"What a hell."
Aman'Thul felt a strong sense of threat. His consciousness was hiding from the outside world and planning everything secretly, not just to stay with an ancient god forever. If he was imprisoned by Xal'atath, it would be worse than being imprisoned in the Watcher's Land.
The cave is even more terrifying. Ten thousand years have been wasted, and there is no time to delay.
After all, all conflicts are just exchanges of interests. Aman'Thul was helpless. He understood the intention of this ancient god: "Okay, Xal'atath, what do you want."
Xalatas' expression suddenly changed, her tenderness and sweetness completely disappeared, and she said fiercely:
"Seven thousand years ago, I recovered a little strength and learned that Illidan was imprisoned in the Watcher's Cave. Although there was no evidence or clues, out of a woman's intuition, I sensed that this might be your conspiracy. You
Since you can abandon me, does that mean you are abandoning the moon god? For a boss like you, whose heart is colder than absolute zero, how can there be any feelings?
"I turned into a night elf woman and sneaked into the Watcher's Vault. I finally discovered your secret. Aman'Thul. You fled to the outer lands and occupied the Black Temple. You established the Illidari Organization and tried to rescue you from captivity.
In the soul of Argus, I saw all this, I witnessed your failure with my own eyes, which makes me very happy."
Aman'Thul frowned. The failure of the Black Temple was unexpected. He did not expect that Thrall, who responded to everything, would be so terrifying. Even he, the Titan, would fail.
Xal'atath looked directly at Aman'Thul, feeling the familiar soul in his body: "But I believe your plan is more than this. You must have more conspiracies. Whatever I want, you should
Understood."
Aman'Thul closed his eyes. He knew that if he couldn't come up with an exciting bargaining chip, Xal'atath would not let him go. He had more things to do, and he couldn't tangle with an ancient god.
Unclear.
Out of the wisdom of a titan, Aman'Thul quickly found a way:
"Xal'atath, things have changed unexpectedly. This world is no longer what we expected. If we can't unite together, we will all die."
"Alarmist?" Xal'atath disagreed, and just looked at Aman'Thul with a smile.
"This is definitely not alarmist. Please listen to my explanation." Aman'Sul said with a sad expression: "I am the controller of time. Originally, I had anticipated everything, but the development of reality has deviated from my expectation."
"Including you being locked up in the Watcher's Cave and tortured for ten thousand years?" Xal'atath sneered.
Aman'sur was speechless, slightly embarrassed, and then said after a pause:
"This is a very small probability event, but it is also within my expectation. For a Titan who has lived for endless years, this is nothing. It's just that the night elves have found a way to torture the soul. The Troll Death
Bwonsamdi, I will never forget this name. From that moment on, I predicted that there was a mysterious force affecting the direction of time. Time has since become so confusing that even I cannot make a correct prediction."
Seeing Xal'atath showing some interest, Aman'Thul hurriedly added:
"The world after ten thousand years is what I expected, but after Thrall and Khadgar opened the Dark Portal and entered the world of Draenor, everything changed. Originally, there were two future processes in the world of Draenor.
, it is the Burning Legion that plays a decisive role. If the Burning Legion does not participate in the war, then Thrall will become the King of Draenor and join forces with the Iron Horde in the Draenor world to destroy the Alliance and bring Vari to the throne.
The heads of An, Bronzebeard, Tyrande and others were hung on the walls of Stormwind City. The city would be burned in raging fire. Then the orcs led the tribe to destroy all living beings in Azeroth and wipe out all life. The orcs turned their heads.
To deal with the blood elves, tauren, undead and trolls, in the end only the orcs were left in Azeroth. They turned the entire planet into an ancient star unsuitable for life, and collectively returned to Draenor."
"In the tragic future, Khadgar and Varian would never have imagined that they would be Thrall's accomplices and the executioners who destroyed Azeroth. But what's the point of doing this? And who secretly planned all this?" Thrall
Ratas asked with interest.
"This was originally the plan of the moon god Elune. If there is no life on the surface of Azeroth, she will never hatch. She will only become a death star egg that continuously provides energy to help Elune regain her strength. Unfortunately, Elune
Rune is doomed to miscalculate. I know Sargeras. He will definitely send the Burning Legion to intervene. Then the Alliance will fight with the Horde
Join forces and drive out the nosy legion. All living beings in Azeroth will feel the threat of the legion, and my opportunity will come. A long time ago, I secretly left many powerful legions in the world of Azeroth.
Titan artifact, I will secretly guide the creatures of Azeroth to find the artifact and counterattack the planet Argus, the home of the Burning Legion."
Xal'atath's eyes were blurred after hearing this, and he praised: "A very perfect plan."
"Unfortunately, everything has changed now." Aman'Thul said fiercely: "Thall is dead, Gul'dan is no longer here, Orgrimmar is destroyed, and Sylvanas is guided by the dark power, isn't it?
Moon Goddess Elune, not me, and certainly not the Burning Legion." After saying that, Aman'Thul stared blankly at Xal'atath.
Xal'atath waved his hands and said innocently: "Don't accuse me wrongly. I have been hiding from the Moon God all these years. Even if I get you out, I don't dare to come forward directly. I can only pretend to be Illidan and use Cordana...
Xie Ge, who has the energy to plot secretly."
Aman'Thul closed his eyes and sighed: "I have already guessed that it has nothing to do with you. Now the situation has become more and more severe, and Elune has been forced to use the last resort."
"What method?" Xal'atath asked in surprise, her intuition making her hair stand on end, as something terrible was about to happen.
"The roots of the World Tree have covered the crust of Azeroth."
Aman'Thul showed a meaningful expression. (To be continued)