"How are you? I haven't seen you for a while. You don't have to say hello to me." Azeroth's reaction was beyond Aaron's expectations. It was not the newborn World-Soul at all, but the Azeroth who had been awake for ten thousand years.
"How did you... this..." Aaron was speechless for a moment. He really didn't expect that things would be like this. In the end, thousands of words turned into one sentence. "How could it be you?"
"How come it's not me?" Azeroth looked at Aaron with a puzzled expression, "I know you didn't understand what I just told you, but it's not important anymore. I'm going to start working. You can go."
"You're going to let me go now?" Aaron was still dazed, and subconsciously turned around to leave, but after taking two steps, he still remembered one thing. "You... when will your work end?"
Thinking about Aaron, integrating the timeline sounds like a huge project. Even if Azeroth is an unborn Titans, it will take a long time, right?
"Well, it will probably take more than 10,000 years, right?" Azeroth's tone was not very sure. She had deduced what she should do more than once in the past years, but this was the first time that she actually started to involve specific operations.
"More than ten thousand years..." Aaron nodded, thinking that this time is really long, but then he thought, wouldn't he be born ten thousand years later? So he continued to ask, "In other words, after I go back, you will be born after you have almost finished all the work?"
As soon as the words came out, Aaron felt a little weird, but he believed that Azeroth could understand what he meant. If Azeroth could be officially born ten thousand years later, then Aaron's job would be much easier. He could win by just lying down behind the big boss.
You must know that before Azeroth was even born, she was recognized as the most powerful Titans by the gods of Pantheon, who believed that she could defeat the Void forces with Pantheon. Even if the newly born Azeroth still needs to grow, it will definitely be stronger than all mortals on the planet. At that time, what else can't be done?
"What, you are looking forward to me being born as soon as possible?" Azeroth saw through Aaron's thoughts, and pointed to his lower body with a half-smile, and several tentacles spread out and swayed in the wind, "Before those Old Gods are solved, if I were born, I would only become like this."
"Or do you prefer to see me become like this?"
"This... this is unnecessary, which means I have to prepare to deal with the remaining two Old Gods after I go back?" Aaron nodded clearly, understanding what Azeroth meant.
"Smart, let's talk about the specific situation when you go back. I can also make some preparations during this time." Azeroth put away the flying tentacles and gently pressed his hand on Aaron's forehead. With a little force, Aaron was pulled out of the Maker's Hall by a soft but unrivaled force. He watched the stone door of the hall tightly closed.
"Are you in such a hurry?" Aaron staggered a few steps to steady himself. He was a little confused as to why Azeroth forced himself away in the end. He just felt a little hot on his head. He didn't know if it was something wrong with him being pushed out.
Returning to Maker's Overlook, Aaron saw that all Bronze Dragonflight had left. Only Chromie was still squatting on the ground bored. Next to her was Vereesa, who was leaning against the mountain wall and falling asleep.
"She is tired too," Aaron stroked the hair of the sleeping Vereesa and sighed softly, with a sense of vicissitudes of life in his words.
Although for Aaron, it was just watching a movie, but since the protagonist of the movie was himself, the sense of immersion was extraordinary. This made Aaron feel like crying inexplicably when facing Vereesa - in another timeline, Aaron watched Vereesa die in front of him.
By the way, although the process was much more tortuous, Aaron from another timeline also successfully overcame Rhonin, but their ending was not happy. This was also the main reason why Aaron became paranoid in the later period. In comparison, the fate of Vereesa from this timeline was not that bad after all.
"You have to learn to adapt. I know this feeling is uncomfortable, but you will definitely be able to distinguish it in the end." Chromie persuaded Aaron with the attitude of a person who has experienced it, and then stared at Aaron closely, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. "Can you use Holy Light now?"
Aaron was startled when he heard this and asked, "How do you know that I can use Holy Light?"
With that said, Aaron summoned a ball of Holy Light and landed on Vereesa. After watching his own experience in another time and space, Aaron also seemed to have learned how to become a Paladin, using the little bit of Holy Light saved by Xal'atath as fire, he regained control of the power of Holy Light, and this time, he no longer needed the assistance of Tear of Elune.
However, because of this, Aaron can now use not much power of Holy Light, but the advantage is that it can be restored by itself, and it is more convenient to use.
"As long as it works, it all depends on you whether we can go back now." Chromie stretched out in the cat form. Only then did Aaron realize that Chromie seemed to have been in this form since he came out.
What did this make Aaron think, "You can't open the time channel now? But I don't know what you Bronze Dragonflight do."
Chromie stretched out his paw and pointed at Aaron's forehead, and said, "You can look at your own head and gather your Holy Light in it to open a return channel, but it's just a one-time thing."
"On my head?" Aaron controlled Holy Light to condense in his hands, turning it into an irregularly shaped mirror. This was one of the proofs that he was more proficient in mastering the power of Holy Light. In the past, he could also use Holy Light to turn into a chain or something to trap the enemy, but it was difficult to make such a smooth mirror.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Aaron noticed an extremely complicated golden rune on his forehead, and immediately recalled the pat on his head that Azeroth had left Maker's Hall. It seemed that he had left behind such a thing.
"As long as Holy Light is entered, we can go back?"
"That's right, hurry up."
"Go back, where are you going?" Vereesa also woke up at this time, happened to hear the conversation between Aaron and Chromie, and asked in a daze.
Aaron walked towards Vereesa, picked him up from the ground, and said with a smile, "Let's go home."
As Holy Light was injected into the runes, a time passage suddenly opened.