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"Wow!

my friend! You are finally out! "

Mimiron, who has a lively and joyful personality, jumped out from nowhere, waving the robotic arm in his hand and warmly greeted Sharlayan.

"Mimiron?"

Sharlayan, whose mind was like a lake of pulp, frowned and rubbed his temples: "In other words, I'm still... Forget it, how long have I been in seclusion?"

This question is also what the barrage wants to know.

The black screen jump time function that comes with the system is really convenient for them.

…After all, mortal netizens in another world are not immortals like Sharlayan. If they play the broadcast exactly according to the time he experienced, it will become endless children and grandchildren.

[My descendants who don’t know how many generations later, when the story of Sharlayan ends, remember to burn the ending to me... Like this? 】

【Grass! What Sagong moved mountains. 】

[Wake up, you don't even have a girlfriend, where did you get your grandson from? 】

【Heartbreaking! 】

"Huh? Oh, this one, wait a minute, let me check the time first."

Mimiron did not expect that Sharlayan would ask this in the first sentence after leaving the customs.

As a lesser Titan, Mimiron has an infinite lifespan, and his concept of time is completely different from that of mortals.

After entering the state of concentrating on research, he will not pay attention to how many years have passed.

Fortunately, as the original master of engineering in Azeroth, Mimiron really prepared a ten thousand year clock for himself.

Literally, the ten thousand year clock, as long as the energy supply is continuously lost, this thing can continue to run for tens of thousands of years without mechanical failure, which is also considered a black technology.

"Hmm...it's 3 months and 12 days in 856, don't you need to read the hours and minutes and seconds after that?"

Needless to say, I know that more than 800 years have passed since I learned that the screen was black once, and the bullet screen exploded in an instant, and the screen was full of question marks of different lengths.

Sharlayan has no time to joke with the barrage at this time,

With a dazed look, he looked up at the picturesque scenery of Jinxiu Valley that had already been covered with trees.

"856? So, C'Thun has..."

"K'Thun?"

Mimiron scratched his head with the finger of the mechanical arm: "In the fifth year when you and Valeera started retreating, C'Thun was defeated and sealed by the three of Odin, Thorim, and Hodir who came to the city together."

"318 years ago, Yogg-Saron, who resisted until the end, was also defeated by the great guardian Lai Shuai, and Azeroth has already entered a period of peace."

"ha…"

Sharlayan smiled wryly and shook his head: "I didn't expect that I missed so many wonderful things... no, where is the water elemental? Also, why are you still here? Is the mantid still attacking?"

Mimiron shrugged and said indifferently: "The water elementals obviously started to work at the end of the war. Freya and I tried our best to persuade Odin to let them go. It's a pity..."

"In view of the damage they assisted the ancient gods in Azeroth in the early years, the four elements were exiled to the elemental world opened by Hela."

"As for the mantid..." Mimiron shrugged teasingly, "After the fall of the Dark Empire, the Great Guardian came to lead an army to Pandaria to conquer the last land of chaos."

"The mantid who hadn't recovered their vitality were almost wiped out. Only a few elite queens who protected them escaped and hid. According to Freya's prediction, the mantid will not be able to form a climate for at least tens of thousands of years."

"Let's talk about me at the end." Mimiron showed a sincere smile on his face: "I personally sent you and Valeera to retreat. Anyway, I have to wait until you come out before I can leave."

"Ah this..."

At this time, Sharlayan's brain gradually returned to normal operation, and Mimiron's seemingly ordinary words moved him very much.

"Over the years, you have worked hard."

"It's not hard." Mimiron said with a smile: "Odin said that he had someone build a Creator's Holy Platform for me on the outskirts of Ulduar, with all the necessary equipment and resources."

"But I can't stand that guy's bad temper. I just found an excuse to hide in the south to help build the origin furnace. I'll go back and have a look after you leave the customs."

"Origin Furnace..."

Judging from Mimiron's unsuspecting description, during the years of retreat and penance in Sharlayan, the furnace of will and the furnace of origin should have been built one after another, and the star soul that has suffered for many years has finally entered a period of rapid growth.

'I don't know if the guardian dragon has been born... Forget it, this is not what I should worry about now. '

While Sharlayan and Mimiron were chatting about the major events that had happened in these years, Valeera also staggered out of the closed "hut" while holding her forehead.

Valeera: "???"

Raising her eyes and seeing a completely different scene from before the retreat, Valeera had the same illusion as Sharlayan before.

"I am..."

"Shh~"

Sarlayan turned his head and blinked his left eye at Valeera: "Little Squirrel, you're out of customs too, just in time, come and talk to Mimiron, I don't know how many years it will be until the next time I see him Later."

"Don't call me a squirrel!"

Salayan deliberately provoked Valeera's sensitive nerves, which aroused her conditioned rebuttal. Valeera woke up much faster than Salayan.

Mimiron: "?"

"Then what..." Mimiron asked in confusion, "How do you know that I'm leaving soon?"

"And I don't know how many years... This kind of statement is too exaggerated. As long as you need it, you can come to the Holy Altar of the Creator to find me at any time."

】

"Since your help has greatly accelerated the time for C'Thun's defeat, that dead-headed guy Odin will not do anything to you."

Sharlayan and Valeera exchanged views through their eyes, and Valeera sighed with some melancholy: "Thank you for your invitation. If we have time, we will definitely visit Ulduar again."

‘However, it will be tens of thousands of years later. '

Among all the titan guardians, Mimiron, Azadas, and Freya who had in-depth contact with Sharlayan were relatively mild-tempered.

Tyr, the guardian of justice who is a warrior with Thorim and Odin, is also said to be very close to mortals, but Sharlayan has never met him, and there is a high probability that he will not have the opportunity to meet in the future.

With mixed emotions, they took over from the enthusiastic Mimiron... after an unknown number of versions of a set of portable communication equipment, Sharlayan and Valeera bid farewell to Mimiron who had already packed their bags.

Seeing Mimiron turn on the teleportation equipment and leave the Valley of Eternal Blossoms with his own eyes, then turned around and looked back at the gorgeous palace where many mogu lived, Sharlayan sighed deeply.

"Mogu'shan Palace...maybe it's not called that now."

"I didn't expect Mimiron and Raiden to have built the palace during the years of our retreat."

Valeera smiled bitterly and said with complicated emotions: "It seems that we are still the first residents of Mogu'shan Palace."

"According to what you said, after we go back, can we make a joke about the pandaren 'since ancient times'?"

"Haha! Maybe."

Sharlayan showed a malicious smile on his face: "I also really want to know what kind of reaction Shaohao will have when he learns about this."

"So..." Valeera took a final nostalgic look at the "same" Fairview Valley: "Can we go back?"

Sarlayan withdrew his smile, and said with inexplicable nostalgia: "Of course I can. After 856 years of retreat, I am not sleeping."

"It's time to go back, back to our time."

"Are you ready?"

Valeera spread her hands: "What are you going to do? You can return it as it came. This portable communication device will be regarded as a souvenir from Mimiron."

"Then..." Sharlayan's eyes suddenly turned bright golden: "Let's go."

As Sarlayan raised his hand to draw a circle in front of him, a golden gate of time and space appeared in front of the two of them.

But at this moment, Sharlayan accidentally forgot one thing.

Due to the birth of the will melting pot, today's Titan creations are no longer the iron lumps without self-will in the war period~lightnovelpub.net~

After noticing Sharlayan's unusual behavior, the nearby mogu immediately passed the news to the Great Guardian Laidon who guards the south.

When Lai Deng turned into golden lightning and rushed to the scene, he happened to see the scene of the door of time and space being closed again.

"This is…"

As the great guardian enshrined by the Titans, Lai Deng's knowledge is far above that of his colleagues, and he recognized the essence of this door at a glance.

"The gate of time and space?!"

"and…"

Raiden of this era has not lost his fighting spirit, and he is still full of ambition to complete the tasks entrusted by the creators.

Following some special perception, he came to the palace where Sarlayan and Valeera had retreated before, and Laiden squatted down thoughtfully to caress the ground.

"This is, the power of the Great Guardian with the same source as me? The gate of time and space, could it be said..."