The war between Maggoths and Primal Thorn Beasts happens every day. Although the stone bodies of the Maggoths are stronger, it doesn't necessarily mean they can defeat the flesh and blood Primal Thorn Beasts.
Aiden personally witnessed a fair duel where the Primal Thorn Beast summoned endless vines, thorns, and branches to bind the Maggoth, rendering it immobile. Then, the Primal Thorn Beast thrust a spear into the Maggoth's chest, and the curse of flesh and blood was transmitted to the Maggoth along the spear.
After finally breaking free from its restraints, the Maggoth fled, only to find itself growing weaker and weaker. The originally stone-like skin gradually became flesh and blood, the shimmering runes on its body gradually extinguished and disappeared, and its body also became smaller and smaller.
The Maggoth gradually turned into an ordinary Gronn while running; then, the ordinary Gronn's strong upper limbs atrophied, its hunched back gradually straightened, and it slowly turned into an Ogre; and the Ogre hunted under the scorching sun, its skin color gradually deepened, its size shrank, and it became more agile, eventually evolving into an Orc.
"The evolutionary process of a Maggoth?" Aiden muttered to himself, realizing the anomaly, "That's not right—why am I seeing this? Shouldn't this be an evolutionary process that takes at least tens of thousands of years?"
He suddenly reacted, only to find that he was the one being bound by the vines!
And the appearance of the Primal Thorn Beast that had just fought the Maggoth slowly changed, eventually turning into the appearance of the Old God, Y'Shaarj.
"You ambushed me!" Aiden's eyes were filled with anger.
Y'Shaarj walked slowly towards Aiden, and he said, "I didn't mean to harm you, I just entered your dream."
Aiden gradually calmed down, realizing that this should be his dream or an illusion created by the other party.
"Then what is your purpose?"
"To give you a warning," Y'Shaarj said, "I experienced the Titans' reshaping, and finally confirmed something—when the power to reshape the world is activated, the power of destruction also begins to grow. Do you know what that means?"
Aiden's gaze was deep. If Y'Shaarj was not deceiving him, it would be a very terrifying fact.
"The arrival of the End Time is likely related to the source of the Titans' power," Y'Shaarj said in a heavy voice, "What they are trying to resist may be what they themselves created. Isn't it absurd?"
"How do you know your guess is correct? Why should I believe your one-sided statement?" Aiden retorted.
If he had to choose between believing the Titans and the Old Gods, he would not hesitate to choose the Titans.
He reminded himself in his heart: it is possible that the Old Gods want to lure him into depravity. Any words from them may be to gain his trust, and then gradually lead him into the abyss!
"I know what you are probably thinking now, that I, this evil Old God, must want to lure you into depravity," Y'Shaarj's eyes carried a strange meaning, "I cannot be sure that my guess is completely correct, but at least I know that there must be an internal connection between the two."
The Old God's voice became unusually heavy: "The great power to reshape the world—is also the source that led me to corruption. Soon, I will be dominated by the power of destruction, and become the corrupted Old God that I once resisted the most. At that time, we will be true enemies. At that time, please tell your people not to believe anything I, or my servants, or my descendants say."
Aiden didn't know how to respond to Y'Shaarj. His heart told him that, at least at this moment, Y'Shaarj was telling the truth: he was still a Primal Old God. But in the near future, he would be contaminated by the power that corrupted them.
"I need to know more information, and then make my own judgment," Aiden's tone was extremely dry, as if these words were not spoken by himself. Because it meant that he was beginning to believe Y'Shaarj's words, at least partially believe them.
But he knew that his thinking was still rational at this time, and he had not been seduced or confused.
"In the memories of us Primal Old Gods, we were initially a single, instinctive, harmless, and simple organism. At that time, only one planet in the known universe possessed life, and other places were dead silence."
"That mother star is the origin of all life, and also the birthplace of us Old Gods."
"'Parasites,' the life of the mother star called us. It's very similar to how the Titans call us. The Titans call us 'light-dark sensory symbiotic parasites.' In fact, we ourselves don't know what we are, but later we did rely on parasitizing planets to survive."
"Later, the technology of the mother star's life suddenly advanced greatly. They obtained powerful divine power, cutting-edge technology, and eternal life. It seems that a magical power in the universe was developed and used by them."
"After that, the world began to undergo earth-shattering changes. Ancient gods, indigenous life, planets, different cultures and civilizations gradually emerged from the hands of the mother star's life. This is an almost miraculous power, and all created species regard the mother star's life as the true gods!"
"The gods sent envoys to these planets to observe and enjoy their achievements."
"And when the mother star's gods became stronger, a certain power radiated to us as well. From then on, we also began to become stronger."
Speaking of this, Y'Shaarj became filled with emotion.
"We developed an instinct—to parasitize on planets created by the mother star's gods."
"I don't know when, the power of destruction appeared silently. Some Old Gods were corrupted by this irresistible force, they became crazy, and began to murder all life on the planets created by the mother star's gods, including those divine envoys."
"After this, the gods used their technology to bring the mother star to an unknown dimension, completely sealing themselves off. Then they created the Titans, and gave them the responsibility of exterminating and sealing the Old Gods, trying to restore order to the universe."
Aiden only felt his soul trembling. He heard a shocking fact from Y'Shaarj's words: the Titans, who are respected as creators by countless creatures in the universe, were actually created!
At the same time, he had a terrible guess: could the so-called mother star be Earth?
He forced himself to calm down and asked in a deep voice, "Do you still remember the appearance of the mother star? What were those mother star lives like?"
"The mother star? When I was still a parasite, all I could sense was the microscopic world, how would I know the shape of the mother star?" Y'Shaarj became filled with emotion, "And when I gradually became stronger, an invisible force brought me to other universes and began to parasitize other planets, which is the one under your feet."
"Then how do you know about the mother star?"
"Because in the beginning, some Old Gods lived on the mother star," Y'Shaarj replied, "We Old Gods have some special senses, and these messages were obtained from them."
"Then how did they describe the mother star?"
"They said it was a constantly changing world divided into different levels. Their tentacles extended out, some sensed a pure mechanical world, some sensed a magical world, and there were even more fantastic and unimaginable worlds."
That definitely wouldn't be Earth—Aiden discarded his whimsical thoughts just now. Earth certainly couldn't be a multi-layered world.
The truth of the world is still hidden in the mist. He felt that unless he could one day reach that legendary mother star, it would be possible to discover the truth and origin of everything.
He woke up from the illusion created by Y'Shaarj, and all the conversations in the dream were still echoing in his ears.
At this time, Khadgar came in with a face full of excitement: "Aiden, you're awake? M'uru said their spaceship can be started!"
Aiden was still a little dazed, but he quickly reacted, and then cheered up and said, "So, we can go back?"
After the world was reshaped, there was no more imprisonment from the void. At first, only the problem of the spaceship's starting energy troubled them, but with the recovery of more Naaru, everything is no longer a problem.
But not everyone will go to Azeroth.
Gruul and his Ogre legion are not planning to leave Draenor. Now the environment here is much better than Outland.
Anzu, as a guardian, of course cannot leave either. Talon King Terokk leads the Arakkoa, preparing to rebuild their civilization.
After long deliberation, Prophet Velen learned from Aiden that neither Azeroth nor the now-reforged Draenor would be truly safe in the future. Ultimately, he decided to leave half of his people on Draenor to rebuild Shattrath, while instructing Defender Maraad to lead the rest to Azeroth.
Finally, there were the Orcs—many Orcish warriors had followed Thrall to Outland to provide support, and the rest were concentrated in Kalimdor. Now, they were considered to be returning home. Grandmother Geyah was unwilling to leave, but the ancestral spirits depended on the Naaru, who were destined to depart.
In the end, she allowed those who wished to go to Azeroth to follow Thrall, while the rest stayed to cultivate the land of their ancestors.
The Nether Rays' ships were damaged and unable to perform interstellar jumps. Some of the Nether Rays from the Consortium were preparing to follow the Naaru's ships to Azeroth to seek business opportunities, while the rest stayed to develop Draenor.
Tempest Keep was about to take off, and a large group of people were seeing off those who were about to go to Azeroth.
"You are worthy to be my friend," Gruul lowered his head to look at Aiden. "If you have any problems you can't handle, you can ask me for help!"
"I will," Aiden nodded.
After Gruul left, Prophet Velen came up and said, "May you be safe!" After a pause, he added, "The fates of these two worlds are already linked together. I have a feeling that we will fight side by side again!"
"I look forward to that day," Aiden responded sincerely.
At this moment, Khadgar interjected, "That day will come soon." He laughed, and the wrinkles on his face became more pronounced. "I have already recorded the coordinates here, and I can establish a teleportation array after returning. Then we can meet at any time!"
On the other side, Grandmother Geyah was saying goodbye to Thrall. The young chieftain promised to come back to see her often after the portal was established, which was enough to make the old lady happy.
"You are indeed a powerful shaman," the Orc woman Aggra said sincerely beside her.
When they first met, she thought Thrall was a warrior. Later, when she and Thrall went together to undo the curse code and summon the Fury of the Elements, she personally witnessed the power of this young chieftain. Thrall's strength convinced her.
"I still have a lot to learn," Thrall replied humbly. "May we both improve together!"
He bid farewell to his grandmother and Aggra.
Aggra watched Thrall board the ship.
At this time, Grandmother Geyah joked, "Aren't you going to that new world with Garrosh and Dranosh?"
"I... it's better to stay by your side, Grandmother Geyah. I still have a lot to learn," Aggra unconsciously imitated Thrall's tone just now.
Grandmother Geyah laughed heartily, "You, your body is here, but your heart has long gone. We Orcs should be direct and straightforward. What's with all the doubt?"
Aggra couldn't help but blush, but it wasn't too obvious under the cover of her brown skin. But everyone could see her shyness.
Tempest Keep took off under their gaze, and after completing its acceleration, it activated the warp and disappeared into the gate of time and space.
Prophet Velen led the remaining people to Talador, preparing to rebuild the city of light on the original site of Shattrath City in Terokkar Forest; Grandmother Geyah was preparing to take the Orcs to Nagrand to completely restore their simple and traditional life; Gruul's ogre army went all the way north. Blade's Edge Mountains in Outland is now Gorgrond, Gruul still remembers the environment back then, and he is preparing to re-dominate Gorgrond; as for the Arakkoa, they went to Spires of Arak to rebuild their civilization.
Although everyone had their own destinations, after fighting side by side for such a long time, it is believed that there will be no conflicts between the various races and forces for a long time.
Moreover, Draenor is so big, unless deliberately provoking, it would be difficult to start a conflict so far apart.
The reforged Draenor is reviving, but a shadow still hangs over the hearts of every true insider. Deep within this vibrant planet, an ancient, powerful Old God is being corrupted. After he is completely corrupted, I don't know how long the Titans' prison can hold him?
—
During the space-time jump, Aiden remembered that he had also collected a Dark Naaru code after A'dal was transformed.
He has time now to check it.
"Codename: A'dal
Number: 14
Authentication Period: 2431 — — ? ? ? ?
Status: Authentication Period Expired
Recycle Redundant Data: 489"
Aiden noticed the data "489". He remembered that when he checked the code of K'ure who had just turned dark, it was "0". What factors caused A'dal to have a value after the transformation?
He felt that he seemed to be uncovering some of the secrets of the Naaru.
He called K'ure over again and checked again.
The previous data was the same, but the "Recycle Redundant Data" column changed: 650!
489, 650...
A flash of lightning seemed to flash through Aiden's head. He immediately called for the Stonemason and asked urgently, "How many souls have they absorbed during this period?"
The Stonemason thought for a while and replied, "A'dal is less than five hundred, K'ure should be a little more than six hundred."
"It really is like this..." Aiden sat back blankly.
"Soul" is equal to "Redundant Data" for Naaru.
Could it be that this world is just a virtual game with a very high degree of realism?
If so, it seems to be able to fully explain why the game of World of Warcraft would become a reality; why the Titans have the technology to reshape the planet but cannot eliminate the Old Gods. Many problems can be solved easily.
Aiden subconsciously thought this way, but soon he rejected this idea.
He recalled his experience, especially the experience of returning to the real earth under the divine power of Aman'Thul before.
"If time and space are virtual illusions that blur the senses, how can we determine that our existence is meaningful?"
Zilean's words echoed in his ears once again.
Everything seems to be pointing in the same direction.
Aiden silently thought that only by knowing how this world originated can he solve all the mysteries.
End of Time, Homeworld, Old Gods, Titans, Birth of the World, Power of Destruction...
—
After Medivh personally appeared and confirmed that the other side of the Dark Portal had become a void, almost everyone in Azeroth believed Sephiel's words.
The Outland Allied Forces and the Burning Legion were all wiped out with the destruction of Outland.
The survivors who had originally gone to Kalimdor to take refuge because of Archimonde's arrival mourned the great sacrifice of the Outland Allied Forces while cheering for the destruction of the demons. They voiced their desire to return to the Eastern Kingdoms.
Although the demons ravaged their homes and destroyed all the land, most people still wanted to return to the Eastern Kingdoms to rebuild their homes and start a new life.
But the world did not truly become peaceful because of this, but became more dangerous than when Archimonde descended.
The threat from underground is invading this disaster-stricken world.
The first disaster came from the sea.
Kul Tiras is one of the few lands in the Eastern Kingdoms that has hardly been polluted by demons, so the Kul Tiras people who crossed the sea were the first to voice their desire to return. Their ruler, King Daelin Proudmoore, did not object.
The Alliance had no foundation for rule in Kalimdor before, and everything had to start from scratch. But no matter how the demons ravaged it, there were still places to survive in the Eastern Kingdoms.
In October, Daelin sent his son, Tandred Proudmoore, to lead the first fleet on its way home.
But when the fleet sailed near the Maelstrom, countless Nagas, sea monsters, and servants of the Old Gods suddenly emerged. The navies guarding the fleet had no power to resist such a number of enemies, and countless people were pulled into the deep sea by the sea monsters.
Admiral Daelin only received an emergency magic message sent by Tandred through a mage:
"Father, come and save me! Countless sea monsters have appeared in the sea, we can't hold on anymore!"