foreigner's journey

Chapter 1698 Azeroth VS Sargeras
As a melodious yet furious female voice echoed across the starry sky, a colossal phantom began to appear above the Tomb of Sargeras.

Her long silver hair was tied back in a neat ponytail, her pale blue skin shimmered with countless starlight, and her exquisite face was filled with absolute confidence and anger. Silver armor and robes were wrapped around her tall and muscular body, and her fists and feet were bound with silver strips. The blow that sent Argus flying earlier was the masterpiece of these seemingly delicate fists.

Whether it's the warriors of Azeroth, the Bronze Dragonflight and the Infinite Dragonflight, or the Draenei from Argus who have long regarded Azeroth as their home, they all feel a deep joy and longing when they see this enormous figure.

Because they knew that it was their homeland, Azeroth, which they were determined to defend with their lives.

Or rather, the world-soul of Azeroth, the strongest Titan in the universe that Sargeras feared so much that he tried every means to subdue or destroy!
Sargeras sat on the planet Argus, swords in hand, barely managing to snap out of his stunned expression, a look of apprehension creeping across his face.

Sargeras first learned of Azeroth's existence through his brothers and sisters. The Pantheon found Azeroth, which was possessed by the Old Gods, and attempted to save her. They also informed Sargeras, who had not yet completely broken away from the Pantheon, of Azeroth's existence, stating that they had discovered a brethren who had not yet awakened, a brethren who was incredibly powerful enough to defeat a Void Lord.

Then, instead of Sargeras's friendly greetings, the Pantheon was greeted by a terrifying storm of fel energy!

After personally slaughtering the Pantheon, Sargeras did not forget the young Protoss named Azeroth that his brothers had found. Especially after hearing that it would hatch a power far greater than any Titan, Sargeras urgently ordered the Burning Legion to launch a campaign and search for it. However, due to the vastness of the universe, after searching for several years, everything about Azeroth remained elusive.

Ten thousand years ago, a powerful signal reached the Burning Legion. This signal originated from Azeroth, and its initiator was none other than Azshara, the most powerful being in Azeroth at the time.

Despite the legendary wars and hardships, and even though the land of Azeroth was shattered, Azeroth did indeed stop the Burning Legion's expedition for the first time.

Sargeras was furious at the defeat in the War of the Ancients, which also made him more determined to achieve his goal.

This is the first time the Dark Titan's true form has encountered obstacles in its rampage across the universe, and it yearns for revenge against those ants who defy it.

More importantly, he confirmed the existence of the Azerothian star-soul in a brief glimpse before the Well of Eternity portal exploded.

This powerful star soul was indeed dormant, and its undeniable immense power tempted Sargeras to harbor wicked intentions.

If I had completely corrupted the Azerothian Star Soul with demonic power before it awakened, I might not have needed to kill it myself, and could even have gained a powerful subordinate to fight against the Void.

Unfortunately, the explosion of the Well of Eternity during the War of the Ancients deprived Azeroth of its most powerful energy source, and Azeroth no longer had any means to summon Sargeras's true form.

Now, finally! Although it is unknown where Gul'dan obtained the immense energy, comparable to that of the Well of Eternity, to open the semi-permanent teleportation array that was sufficient for him to pass through, Sargeras would never let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

However... the state of the Azerothian Star Soul is quite different from what I imagined.

Not only has it fully awakened and hatched, but it is also so powerful that it can knock Argus, the Destroyer who has accumulated power for tens of thousands of years, out of control with a single punch.

Moreover… Sargeras narrowed his burning flame eyes. He could sense that Azeroth possessed the five Forces, but lacked the Chaos Force, which he himself controlled.

Without the six fundamental forces united in one body, even if the Azerothian Star Soul hatches, it will be incomplete and will win!
The Azerothian warriors also noticed the imperfections of the Azerothian Star Soul.

Velen stroked his long white beard anxiously: "No, Azeroth lacks the crucial Chaos Force. She forced herself to be born to protect us, and in this state, she cannot defeat Sargeras!"

"Damn it! If the Leo were still around, we could have used it to hold Sargeras back for Azeroth."

Varian slammed his fist into his palm and growled in frustration.

At that moment, Salvador suddenly asked, "Who among you still remembers their points?"

"What are you still concerned about at a time like this?" Tyrande said irritably. "Even if you resurrect your beloved with points, so what? If Azeroth fails, we will all die."

"No, Priestess of the Moon Goddess, what I mean is..."

Sal composed himself, and after confirming that his idea was sound, he slowly said:
"The person with the highest score might be able to use that wish opportunity to ask the great Star God to help Azeroth defeat Sargeras!"

An eerie silence fell over everyone present, and then they all spontaneously lay down on the ground and began to scribble and draw, frantically calculating their scores.

Meanwhile, in the vast cosmic sky above the Tomb of Sargeras, Azeroth was already locked in close combat with the roaring Sargeras as he charged forward.

This is the final battle between gods that will determine the future fate of the entire universe and even the timeline!
Bang!! Azeroth was like an incredibly agile boxer, fighting Sargeras's twin swords with just his slender, delicate fists.

Each time the fist struck the blade of Goreber or Tayshark, it would explode into a shower of stardust, interspersed with streaks of dark red and emerald green fiery meteors.

Strangely, Azeroth's fists didn't seem to be cut at all by the sword. Sargeras wondered if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that Azeroth's fists would gleam with a strange black metallic luster when he threw a punch.

At first, Azeroth fought somewhat hesitantly, like a complete rookie, and was once overwhelmed by Sargeras, the most powerful warrior in the entire universe.

But as if some strange switch had been flipped, Azeroth grew stronger with each battle, and her bizarre moves, which Sargeras had never seen before, became increasingly refined. Crucially, she muttered incantations as she fought, words that Sargeras couldn't understand, such as 'Fist of Fury: Mountain Strike of Kalimdor', 'Storm Kick: Great Rift Slash of the Eastern Kingdoms', and 'Life Return: Pandaria's Life-Weaving Healing'.

Boom!! Once again blocking Tayshark's horizontal slash, which was enough to destroy a galaxy, Azeroth retaliated with a powerful upward punch that slammed into Sargeras's chin, sending sparks flying from his blazing, fiery beard.

No, no, this woman has really gone mad. I have to use all my strength... even if it means killing Azeroth with my own hands!
Sargeras, having thought of this, no longer hesitated. Terrifying fel energy rapidly gathered on his body, forming a super fel storm powerful enough to engulf the entire world of Azeroth.

The Pantheon perished in a fel storm of this magnitude in the past, and today Sargeras will once again summon the strongest power of the fel force to completely destroy Azeroth.

(End of this chapter)