"It's not impossible if you want my help." When Aaron was so disappointed that he wanted to open his eyes, Xal'atath's tone became much more relaxed.
"What are the conditions? Even if you want me to convert to the shadows from now on, it's not non-negotiable." Aaron said immediately. If his consciousness had a shape, it must be in the shape of a licking dog at this moment.
"Bah, I've turned into a Holy Light creature myself. What good does it do me to make you believe in shadows!" Xal'atath said, pretending to be angry, "It's not convenient to communicate like this, so you might as well come in."
After Xal'atath finished speaking, Aaron felt an unexplained sense of weightlessness. His vision went dark. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was a light humanoid creature with wings on his back standing in front of him. It was Xal'atath. This was not the first time Aaron had seen her in this form.
"Eh? Why did you come out?" Aaron was still a little unresponsive at the moment and said in a daze.
"I didn't go out, it was you who came in." Xal'atath stretched out his hand and drew a circle, indicating to Aaron to look around.
Only then did Aaron notice that he was currently in a square space formed by a golden barrier. In this empty space, apart from Xal'atath, there was also an item that Aaron was very familiar with: a large hard-cover book spread out.
Aaron nodded belatedly and said, "Is this my conscious space? It looks very empty."
"In fact, this is only a part of your consciousness space. I can't enter the other parts, and of course, you can't enter either." Xal'atath spread his hands, "This is just my cage."
"Part of it? But I..."
"You can only enter this part. You can't enter other parts without special training. You can enter here only because of that person... that person did some tricks on you." Xal'atath paused for a moment when mentioning the existence that opened up this consciousness space in Aaron's mind, and continued, "I won't talk about this anymore. You can ask that person yourself when you see him in the future. Let's continue the topic just now."
"Okay, tell me what you want me to do?"
Xal'atath pointed behind him. "Did you see that?"
"What did you see?" Aaron said strangely. He had looked at the entire space just now. It was estimated that it was a ten-meter-square cube. The six walls were all golden. There seemed to be nothing else except the first time.
However, when Aaron followed Xal'atath's instructions and looked over, he saw a wooden door. This door looked very ordinary, but Aaron didn't notice it at all before. It was obviously very conspicuous.
"Of course you couldn't see it just now, that door was not for you." Xal'atath turned his head and looked at the door, and said in a tone that was almost gritting his teeth, "I prepared this door."
"Oh, you mean, you want me to help you open that door?" Aaron had already guessed Xal'atath's conditions, but he was a little unsure whether to open the door for his ex Old Gods (who claimed to be).
Although Xal'atath has now been dyed with the color of Holy Light, who knows if she will rebel and return to the shadow camp again if she is released.
"Oh, unless you are going to die, that door will not open." Xal'atath said slightly gloomily. It seems that the being who dyed Xal'atath had already thought of this and did not give Xal'atath a chance to escape.
"Then what are your conditions?" Aaron was a little confused. Since he can't open this door, what's the point of Xal'atath letting himself see that door?
Xal'atath did not answer this time. He forcibly dragged Aaron to the door and made a move to open the door. However, before her hand could touch the door, a golden Lightning burst out from the door and knocked her to the ground.
"Uh, what do you want to do?" Aaron was about to reach out and pull Xal'atath up, but unexpectedly he kicked him while he was lying on the ground. Aaron, who was unprepared for this, immediately threw himself on the door. This attack did not cause any harm to Aaron. It seemed that the defense mechanism on the wooden door was only targeting Xal'atath.
Aaron stood up holding on to the wooden door, secretly guessing in his heart, Xal'atath was trying to take out his anger on himself because he couldn't get out, right? Then why don't you go all out and get beaten by her so that she can go out and pretend to be What about Val'kyr? But from what Xal'atath said, it seemed like she couldn't go out at all, so could she just trick herself in and beat her up? Aaron felt that this was indeed in line with the idea of a cunning former shadow side member.
"Take a good look at that door," Xal'atath had already stood up, but her movements were a little stiff. It seemed that the blow just now did cause real damage to her.
"What else are you looking at?" Aaron looked back at the wooden door in confusion. When he got closer this time, he did find something strange. "There seems to be a gap here."
As he said that, Aaron stretched out his hand towards the gap and touched it, only to find that it was a wooden board that could slide freely. Aaron pushed the board away with a slight push, but saw a scene that made him incredible:
Behind the wooden board is a half-meter-square window, but the scenery of Suramar is displayed outside the window. Aaron tried to reach out to the window and found that there was a transparent covering of unknown material on the window.
"Okay, that's it, you go out, I'll help you this time." Xal'atath said lightly, but Aaron noticed something strange.
With a thought in his heart, Aaron reached out and touched the sliding wooden board again, covering the window tightly. He turned to Xal'atath and smiled, "Okay, now, let's talk about the conditions."
When Xal'atath saw Aaron closing the window again, his expression immediately changed, and then he slowly squatted down, looking shocked, and murmured, "I just want to have a ventilated window, why is it so difficult?"
"Don't be like this, if you give me a suitable condition, I can help you open the window." The smile on Aaron's face became brighter and brighter. He was sure that he had caught a clue about Xal'atath, and maybe he could really get some benefits from her.
"What do you mean, why don't I do something for you?" Xal'atath said with a troubled expression, "You are too cruel, you didn't even leave the little gap that I pushed open with my name."
"You seem to care about this window very much," Aaron deliberately looked unhurried. Now it was Xal'atath who was asking for something from him. The situation had reversed, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity.
Xal'atath stared at the consciousness of Aaron for a while, then showed an expression of surrender. "You win."
For Xal'atath, the consciousness space of Aaron is a completely closed cage, and it is even worse than when she lived in the Blade of the Black Empire before. At that time, she could still sense what was happening in the outside world, and could also whisper conspiracies to lure those walking on the path of shadow into corruption. However, now, apart from staring at this empty room, she could only observe the outside world through the window left by "that person".
Although the door would only be opened when Aaron faced a danger that was difficult to deal with, when Aaron was in a coma before the start, Xal'atath discovered that there was an extra window on the door. She could observe the outside world through that window, and could also use the window to create a projection on the outside world - what Aaron saw before when she woke up from a coma was the projection of Xal'atath instead of the real body.
But after Aaron woke up, Xal'atath found that the window was completely closed, and she once again returned to a state of isolation. After several attempts, she finally pushed open a gap through which she could observe the outside world before she was completely subdued by the defense mechanism on the door.
Xal'atath had long had the idea of using Aaron's hand to open the window. However, out of the arrogance of an ancient existence, she did not want to be controlled by Aaron. However, this time it was good It was not easy to wait until Aaron asked for her help, but his purpose was discovered by Aaron due to his impatience. Xal'atath could only temporarily admit defeat except lamenting his bad luck.