Different from the tentative attack just now, this time the lightning Gorgannash emitted was the strongest attack he could unleash without using the artifact horn "Sha'gahn."
Such power, even ordinary Titans could not withstand.
Titans are Titans, the managers of countless universes, the true creators.
What's more, Gorgannash is one of the Titans with the highest authority.
His casual strike is not something ordinary people can block, let alone his full-force attack.
"The Roarer" didn't think that this human could withstand his full-force attack with a mirror image.
In fact, even an ordinary Titan couldn't withstand this.
Humans are, after all, humans, and their bodies have limits.
Obviously, this lightning bolt had far exceeded the limit that a human body could withstand.
However, this time, his inherent perception was ruthlessly trampled by the human in front of him.
Just as the lightning was about to strike, Aiden reached out and grabbed towards the sky—this spell, which should have been composed of extremely dangerous energy, was immediately like a viper whose seven inches had been seized, firmly grasped in his hand.
The ferocious lightning continuously leaped in his hand, but it just couldn't escape his palm.
Gorgannash almost popped his eyes out—he simply couldn't believe his eyes.
"Illusion… This must be an illusion!" Gorgannash muttered to himself.
The eternally flashing lightning in his eyes was inherited from his father, "Father of the Gods" Aman'Thul—these eyes have the ability to see through some falsehoods, and no illusion in the universe can deceive his gaze.
So this is the truth, even if he doesn't believe it, he must realize that a human, a mortal, caught his full-force lightning strike with his bare hands!
He couldn't help but look down at his hands suspiciously, wondering if he hadn't actually used his full strength just now?
Or was there some force field or defensive spell that he hadn't noticed, causing the power of his spell to be weakened countless times without him knowing?
Gorgannash had ten thousand questions in his mind, but these questions were all answered.
The human opposite him had a smile on his face that he found extremely hateful, and said, "Yours, returned to you!"
What did this mean?
Before Gorgannash could fully understand, he saw the black-haired human wave his hand, as if casually throwing out a piece of clothing or a beer can—but what he actually threw out was a "silver snake," a giant python composed of boundless lightning energy—what embarrassed Gorgannash the most was that this lightning was exactly what he had just released and was casually caught by the other party.
Seeing the other party "return" the lightning to him, Gorgannash was momentarily dazed.
He felt that he should dodge or defend, because this was his own spell, and he knew the power contained within.
However, seeing that the human opposite him could easily catch it with a mirror image, he suddenly felt that the power of this spell must have been weakened by some existence, a force field that he hadn't noticed.
So he also, inexplicably, reached out his hand…
"Wah-yah-yah-yah—"
Gorgannash screamed strangely.
He desperately shook his left hand, and his left foot also lifted up, hopping around there… He had just used his own body to personally test the spell he had just released—the conclusion was that the power hadn't shrunk at all.
It was still as strong as it should be.
The result was that the left half of his body was completely paralyzed by this millstone-thick lightning bolt, almost losing all sensation.
Even if he had a platinum body, he couldn't withstand his own full-force attack.
It took a long while for Gorgannash to recover.
He was met with the strange gaze of the human opposite him.
He knew that the other party must be laughing at him in his heart for being overconfident and actually learning to catch lightning with his bare hands like him.
Yes, Gorgannash himself felt that his IQ had dropped sharply, and he would actually do such a stupid thing!
"You… you're not human, are you?" Gorgannash reacted and immediately stared at the black-haired human, "You must be a Titan, right?"
In the universe, besides the Titans, only extremely powerful True Gods can do what Aiden just did—catching lightning with their bare hands.
And extremely powerful True Gods cannot leave their own domains.
Obviously, the man in front of him was not Ra'al.
To be honest, Gorgannash felt that even Ra'al couldn't catch his lightning with his bare hands.
"Oh, you know that too?" Aiden looked at this Titan, who seemed adorably stupid to him, with great surprise.
"I know?" Gorgannash was immediately very confused.
The problem is, he doesn't know anything!
"Since you know, call me uncle, Gorgannash," Aiden said with a smile.
"Uncle?" Gorgannash immediately reacted.
This human actually really regards himself as a Titan, and even a Titan of his uncle's level!
This is tolerable, but what is not tolerable!
Who in the Pantheon, or even all the Titans ruled by the Pantheon, doesn't know that Gorgannash has only one uncle?
And the other party has already betrayed the Pantheon, and his name is Sargeras!
Gorgannash would never call a traitor "uncle"!
Eh—could it be that the human in front of him is the human body that Sargeras occupied after his resurrection?
The Dark Titan has been reborn in this human's body?
With such a preconceived guess, Gorgannash immediately stared at the other party suspiciously—although this human seemed relatively kind and not like Sargeras's straightforward and impatient personality, in his impression, Sargeras had never professionally asked him to call him "uncle" in a "gentle" manner, but tens of thousands of years have passed, and maybe the other party's personality has changed a bit?
Most importantly, if Sargeras caught his lightning with his bare hands and asked him to call him uncle, everything would make sense.
Losing to Sargeras is much easier to accept than losing to a mortal.
Finding that he had stumbled into "Sargeras's" hands, Gorgannash said very straightforwardly, "alright, I can't beat you.
If you want to deal with these two Old Gods, I won't interfere."
He thought that Aiden—or rather, Sargeras—was going to kill these two Old Gods himself.
This is the Burning Legion's consistent practice.
Compared to the sealing methods that the Titans have always used, the Burning Legion always likes to destroy the Old Gods at all costs, even if it means destroying the planet.
Gorgannash came here to use the Sun God Ya'll, who hasn't been completely drained yet, to bring the sun to Silithus during the day.
So he didn't come to kill Ya'll, but to try to make "waste" of him.
Now that he can't beat "Sargeras", these two "prisoners of war" naturally belong to the other party.
"If you don't want to start a war here, I'll leave!" Gorgannash cautiously took a step back.
His "uncle" has always had a bad reputation, and he doesn't want to provoke a crazy and fallen Dark Titan when he is alone.
Because of his preconceived notions, there are now all kinds of misunderstandings between the two.
Aiden sensitively noticed the other party's hostility, even though he hadn't shown any improper behavior or intentions—using the other party's lightning to strike him back shouldn't count, right?
Besides, even if he really is Gorgannash's uncle, it's only natural for an uncle to teach his nephew a lesson!
"Wait!" Seeing that Gorgannash wanted to leave, Aiden immediately called out to the other party, and the other party turned around, tightly gripping the artifact horn in his hand, looking at him with a vigilant expression, "First explain clearly, what are you here to do?"
"I've already said it, these two spoils of war are yours! What else do you want, Sargeras!" Gorgannash is not a Titan youth with a good temper.
Seeing that the other party was unrelenting, he immediately glared angrily, "If you want to fight here, I'm not afraid of you either!"
"Sargeras?" Aiden widened his eyes, "Make it clear, Gorgannash, which eye of yours sees me looking like Sargeras?"
Gorgannash had already determined that, apart from Sargeras, no other Titan he didn't know had the ability to catch the lightning he released with his bare hands.
This requires higher authority and stronger power than him.
Apart from Sargeras and his father Aman'Thul, who else has such ability?
So, although the other party put on an angry look and denied it, Gorgannash was even more certain.
He didn't refute with words, but put on a contemptuous look.
He didn't expect that the famous Sargeras, after changing to a human body and being reborn, wouldn't even dare to directly admit his identity.
It seems that he is also being interfered with by the weak emotions of humans, right?
However, this is exactly what he likes to see, which can indirectly show that Sargeras is lacking in confidence.
He felt that this war between the Pantheon and the Burning Legion hadn't even officially started, and they had already won half of it.
As long as one isn't blind, one can read the meaning of Gorgannash's expression.
Aiden certainly knew what the other party's thoughts represented.
He really didn't expect that he would be regarded as Sargeras—no wonder Gorgannash would have such an unconfident appearance.
Although Aiden felt that his current strength was not weaker than Sargeras's, he really hadn't thought about using the other party's name to scare "children."
He quickly understood the other party's purpose, and then unceremoniously let Vek'nilash leave Ya'll's body.
At this time, with his help, Vek'nilash had already extracted about a quarter of the energy from Ya'll's body.
"alright, this guy is yours!"
After learning that the other party was preparing to let Ya'll return to the sky and bring light to Silithus during the day, Aiden didn't object.
Anyway, the great war is about to begin, and Vek'nilash can't possibly drain Ya'll's energy.
At this time, knowing when to stop is already a big profit.
"Hmm?" Gorgannash looked suspicious.
He didn't quite understand, could it be that possessing a human body would cause such a big impact on Sargeras's personality?
He could even change his consistent attitude towards dealing with the Old Gods?
"Remember clearly," Aiden stared seriously at "The Roarer" Gorgannash, his nominal nephew, before leaving, "My name is Aiden—if you haven't heard of it, go back and ask Aman'Thul!"