"Do you believe me when I say I didn't mean it?" Aaron made an innocent gesture. He really didn't expect that he just stabbed Malygos with the sword and Malygos's soul was swallowed up into Frostmourne.
After listening to Aaron's detailed account, Azeroth showed a dumbfounded expression. "You should know the situation of this sword very well, right? How dare you use it before you can fully control this sword."
"I did despise this sword." Aaron shook his head and had to admit his mistake. There was no emergency when Alexstrasza and Malygos were fighting. It got to the point where Aaron had to take action at the risk of using Frostmourne, but Aaron was still very stubborn and took action, which ultimately led to the current situation.
"Show me the sword." Azeroth said and snatched Frostmourne directly from Aaron's hand without waiting for Aaron to express his opinion.
Seeing Azeroth sizing up Frostmourne, Aaron showed a surprised expression, "Aren't you just a shadow?"
"Come and try?" Azeroth raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said to Aaron.
"Just try it," Aaron muttered, and stretched out one of his hands to Azeroth.
Aaron's hand passed through Azeroth's shoulder. It seems that Azeroth's body is really a projection.
"So how did you do it?" Aaron asked curiously.
Without looking back, Azeroth moved Aaron's arm, which was still in Azeroth's projection, and pushed him aside, "That's it."
Aaron was stunned to appreciate the feeling just now. When he was hit by Azeroth's hand, he had a vague feeling of slight numbness as if he was hit by electric current, but it also felt like he was hit by something similar to jelly.
"What is this? Arcane energy body?" Aaron recalled the identity of Azeroth and made such a guess. As a symbol of Arcane's power in this universe, There is no doubt about Titans's accomplishments in the way of Arcane. Even though Azeroth has not been born yet, it should be easy to do something with the power of Arcane.
"That's it." Azeroth answered Aaron's question while carefully sensing Frostmourne's status. The originally relaxed expression on his face became serious. Aaron, who was watching on the side, also became nervous. "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with Malygos's soul?"
"You just said that Malygos was corrupted after meeting you, right?" Azeroth frowned and looked at Aaron.
"That's right. At that time, Kairozdormu threw something at Malygos that I didn't see clearly what it was, and then Malygos was corrupted. I guess that thing should be the corrupted Tear of Elune, just like Xavius corrupted Ysera like that..." Aaron told his inner speculation that Malygos's corruption process was indeed very similar to Ysera's experience of being corrupted.
However, Azeroth interrupted Aaron, "It can't be Tear of Elune, they can't get that thing."
Seeing Azeroth speak so resolutely, Aaron said nothing more, but a strange feeling arose in his heart. He always felt that something was wrong with the way Azeroth looked at him, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. It felt like he had successfully pulled off a prank and was waiting for him to discover it.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's continue talking about Malygos." Azeroth raised Frostmourne in front of him and gently tapped the sword. "Malygos's soul is in a very bad state. Not only is it very weak, but the signs of corruption on it have been there for a long time. Otherwise, It's Malygos's soul that has been corrupted to this extent. Even Frostmourne can't devour his soul so quickly. But we have to look at Malygos's body to know how long it will take. Just ask Annhylde when she comes back."
Aaron Listening to Azeroth's description, he felt that Malygos's condition was already very bad. "Can Malygos be saved?"
"Of course there is hope. Tyr's condition is much worse than Malygos's. Hasn't the current condition almost recovered?" Azeroth said proudly.
"Are you sure Tyr has almost recovered?" Aaron recalled that the state of Tyr he just saw clearly looked like many broken pieces put together, but Azeroth said that Tyr had almost recovered. Aaron was curious if there was anything wrong with the other party's definition of "almost recovered".
"I said it's almost the same." Azeroth said with a reasonable attitude, "In short, just listen to me in this regard. I am very experienced in this aspect."
Aaron rationally gave up arguing with the other party, but looked at this Frostmourne and said, "So Malygos also needs to sleep for a while like Tyr?"
"That's right."
"Can I still keep this sword?"
"It's impossible."
"Okay." Aaron said helplessly. It seemed that he really had no fate with Frostmourne. The sword was about to break into pieces before he could hold it warm in his hands.
"So, before treating Malygos, we have to release Malygos's soul first." Azeroth waved Frostmourne gently and said to Archaedas, "Archaedas, you should be able to do it, right?"
Archaedas nodded, "Although the technology used in this sword is very advanced, the casting material of this sword is relatively easy to deal with. Aaron, please lend me Silver Hand."
"Oh, okay." Aaron handed the war hammer to Archaedas. The war hammer immediately changed in Archaedas's hands. The hammer body became like a forging hammer. It seems that this is not the first time that Archaedas has used this war hammer as a forging hammer.
Azeroth called Aradne who was waiting outside, took Archaedas to the forging room that had been prepared long ago to dismantle Frostmourne, and watched Frostmourne being taken away Go, Aaron still feels a bit regretful in his heart. It would be great if he could keep this sword. Now he has to wait and see if he can ask Archaedas to use the fragments of Frostmourne to forge a new sword.
"Speaking of which, the current Malygos has become like this. Should we choose a new Guardian of Arcane?" Aaron and Azeroth watched Archaedas walk out of the hall under the leadership of Aradne. They suddenly remembered a question and said to Azeroth.
"New Guardian of Arcane? This is indeed necessary." Azeroth looked at Archaedas who was walking away, "Do you have any recommendations?"