Patrick stood before Ulduar's archival data disc. This disc recorded information from Ulduar's founding to the present, and the knowledge it contained was boundless.
Whether history or data concerning the Old Gods, it was all worth Patrick's attention. After all, although the Titans' seals had imprisoned the Old Gods underground, they remained like time bombs that could destroy Azeroth at any moment.
[Then I'll begin.] Elune's voice rang out in Patrick's mind. The contents of the database disc turned into streams of silvery-white energy that flowed into his mind, while Ulduar's four Guardians appeared beside him, standing like statues as they quietly guarded his safety.
Countless images flashed through Patrick's mind, like scenery glimpsed in passing. The Titans had encountered quite a few Old Gods, but Aman'Thul had never seriously studied these creatures.
The Titans' records merely described an Old God as a gigantic organic life-form that manipulated other creatures through parasitism, then began absorbing and assimilating them. The creatures under an Old God's command evolved through DNA to develop whatever functions it needed. Together with its powerful spiritual control and its use of energies such as shadow and nature, the Old God created an army that belonged to it alone.
Strictly speaking, however, an Old God's army was merely part of its body. When necessary, it would merge them into a single entity, like the fused giant Patrick had seen before.
"I have to admit, the Old Gods' abilities are indeed powerful, but the Titans still didn't know how they assimilated other matter."
[I don't know that either. Judging from the battle at Ahn'Qiraj, dense creeping carpet surrounded the tentacles the Old God extended. Even grains of sand could be enveloped in that biological tissue, then gradually transformed into organisms with a purplish-black keratin layer. The Old Gods' power