There exist countless civilizations in the universe far more advanced than Azeroth, and these Holy Light Runes are undoubtedly the essence of knowledge left behind by these advanced civilizations.
Knowledge is accumulated step by step; it cannot be acquired overnight. It is difficult to understand the principles behind the creation of advanced civilizations. Robbie simply wants to learn some knowledge or skills that he can understand, even the most basic ones, which will be of great benefit to him.
Following the Runes on the stone slab, Robbie attempted to condense the seventeenth Holy Light Rune using his mental power.
The structure of the Runes is very complex, and the process of condensing them is quite difficult. It took many attempts before they finally took shape.
This Rune possessed powerful Power of the Holy Light, like a small sun, but unfortunately it only existed for less than half a second before disappearing. This happened several times in a row, and Robbie didn't even have time to figure out the Rune's function.
The seventeenth Holy Light Rune had a very weak foundation for existence, likely limited by some kind of law, and could not exist in this world for more than half a second! Robbie quickly came to this conclusion.
There seems to be a contradictory law, incompatible with it, instantly Rune the formed spiritual runes.
Robbie recalled the thirty-six runes of the Runes of the Dead he had learned from Undercity, Runes that had been hastily formed and were now lying quietly within his sea of consciousness.
The first twelve runes of the Runes of the Dead have already been inscribed on Frostmourne. The Runes after that are too dangerous, and Robbie is worried that he will be affected by the Power of the Dead, so he has not dared to try them.
The seventeenth Holy Light Rune cannot exist in reality, so what would happen if it were fused with the corresponding Runes of the Dead? Robbie hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to give it a try.
Based on previous experience, the fusion of the corresponding Holy Light and the Runes of the Dead will produce an incredible and wondrous reaction, multiplying its power.
Following the pattern of the seventeenth Runes of the Dead in his sea of consciousness, Robbie first condensed a Runes of the Dead. This was a dangerous Black Rune that emitted a strange Power of the Dead, and it collapsed at an almost equally fast speed, disappearing in less than half a second.
There was no other way but to condense Runes Robbie the same time: the Sequence 17 Runes of the Dead and the Sequence 17 Holy Light Rune. The two Runes perfectly merged together.
The eerie Power of the Dead vanished, as did the powerful Power of the Holy Light, merging into a strange spiritual Rune that became extremely stable. It was a tightly closed eye with a ring of tiny tentacles growing below it.
As the eye slowly opened...
Boom!
The world vanished before his eyes, leaving only light and darkness. Robbie felt as if he were suspended in mid-air, with countless lights above him and an endless Abyss of darkness below. Robbie was situated between light and darkness.
He saw deep underground, a world like Abyss, with many enormous shadows, almost like the two full moons of Azeroth, their huge tentacles intertwined and seemingly locked in a struggle.
Most of them were already dead, leaving only broken bodies, while a few were still alive.
At the very bottom of that Abyss, a terrifying, living being, shaped like a giant eyeball, radiates a dangerous light and constantly rotates.
"Who is it? The same power as me? Unforgivable! I've already merged with all my kin; I am the only one. Why have some escaped? I want to get out! I want to escape this cage!"
A chilling feeling washed over Robbie, as if he were in a helpless sky, about to be swallowed up by a colossal creature the size of a planet, with nowhere to escape, a deep fear and despair engulfing him.
Fortunately, Robbie noticed that the enormous creature was firmly chained up and unable to move, only able to let out hoarse roars. It was unwilling to accept that it was not the only one, but it was helpless.
"Haha, save your energy." Another living creature sneered, "After endless years of hunting, you still have some of your kind who escaped. I truly feel sorry for you. The Titans sealed us away, our power is weakening, while your kin are free. What will it do? Devour you? Merge with you? I'm very much looking forward to it!"
"No! No, this is not fair! I will fight! I want to get out!" The enormous eyeball struggled, waving countless tentacles, but could not break free of the chains binding it.
One of the tentacles stretched out in a certain direction, seemingly towards Silithus.
When you gaze into the Abyss, the Abyss also gazes into you.
Damn it!
Robbie quickly severed his mental connection with the eyeball Rune. The terrifying feeling disappeared, and he lay on the bed, panting heavily. Robbie dared not experience that horrible nightmare, that feeling of being completely dominated, again.
C'Thun, the Old Gods.
This Rune is called Eye of C'Thun.
When he was stared at by a large, planet-like eye, he also received its message.
This is the true face of the corrupted Old Gods Azeroth, composed entirely of dark and stored spiritual power. Silithus and C'Thun behind the Scarab Wall are merely a partial leakage of its power, manifested in reality as their physical bodies.
The Titans's chains bound C'Thun's massive body, immobilizing him; otherwise, Robbie would have been in danger.
After facing C'Thun directly, Robbie felt his understanding of the Rune had reached a new level.
Was the original C'Thun simply this one Rune?
Perhaps the Old Gods were spores thrown out by the Void Emperor, scattered across Azeroth in billions. They grew, fought, and devoured each other, with only a few surviving to become the Old Gods capable of corrupting Azeroth.
That's all Robbie can guess.
This Rune is far too dangerous. If it were to encounter a schemer like Aegwynn or Jaina, the consequences would be unimaginable; perhaps a new Old Gods would emerge. Humans all gradually descend into corruption. To be honest, Robbie himself lacks confidence. How many people can resist the temptation to become stronger?
Should we destroy it? To prevent potential future dangers.
This may be the only chance to understand the Power of the Old Gods. Only by understanding your enemy can you hope to defeat him! If you miss this opportunity, Azeroth may never be able to defeat the Old Gods.
Opportunity and danger coexist, and Robbie hesitated, unsure of what to do.
After catching his breath, Robbie decided to wait and see, attempting to communicate with the Eye of C'Thun, this time daring not to gaze into the Abyss.
I see, so the Eye of C'Thun does have some use.
It has an ability called Dark Flash, which can shoot out a strange beam of light that refracts upon encountering objects. Through the refraction of the light, one can see the surrounding scenery and hear sounds.
It has a very good reconnaissance capability, is highly concealed, and has a wide coverage area.
Through the Dark Flash, Robbie saw the entirety of Theramore, every corner within his sight, every sound audible; he only needed to selectively choose which viewpoints to investigate.
Robbie spotted Vanessa, who was hiding near the Archmage Tower in Theramore. At that moment, the Archmage Tower was surging with magic, surrounded by terrifying magical energy, like a landslide or a tsunami.
Vanessa pondered for a long time, but finding it difficult to approach, she eventually gave up.
What exactly happened inside the Archmage's Tower? Why is there such a massive amount of magic power?
Dark Flash refracted into the Archmage's Tower, Robbie saw Aegwynn and Jaina, the two talking in secret.
"Jaina, what I'm about to tell you must be kept secret. No one can know. That King Varian is a fake."