foreigner's journey

Chapter 1700 The Final Reward
Today, Heather's power has grown to an unbelievable level.

He can not only forge weapons that are no less powerful than life-bound artifacts, but he can also transfer the 'power' he possesses to others in the form of weapons.

Domineering aura is one of the power systems he is most adept at using.

Theoretically speaking, Haki is the core force supporting the One Piece world, and Kaido's statement that "Haki is above everything" is not just empty talk.

Heather's weapon concept ranks among the top four, and its status is overwhelming even in a level ten world. Through Heather's [Weapon Reforging], the domineering aura injected into Azeroth has blossomed and borne fruit, completely 'localized'.

Making it a fundamental Force on par with the Chaos Force in a Level 10 world might be a stretch, but achieving a balance of the six Forces within the Azerothian Star Soul is absolutely no problem.

At this moment, the six fundamental forces of Light, Void, Life, Death, Order, and Domination have formed a perfect balanced cycle within the planet Azeroth.

The premature birth of Azeroth allowed the missing piece of the puzzle to be perfectly filled.

Azeroth is incredibly powerful right now!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Intense shockwaves radiated outwards from Azeroth, forming a radiating cloud of energy. At this moment, Azeroth resembled a Super Saiyan girl. It's said that the Chaos Force, one of the six Forces, is most adept at killing, but how could a domineering aura be a pushover?

Seeing the super-powerful fighting girl charging aggressively towards him, Sargeras felt a sudden sense of panic and immediately swung Grubb towards Azeroth.

Clang!! With a resounding clang that echoed through the starry sky, Azeroth actually caught the blade of the Dark Boiler, Goreber, with his bare hands!

The slender fingers were not severed by the blade; instead, they sparked a great deal of fire as they rubbed against each other.

Sargeras was unable to free Goreber from Azeroth's grasp for the time being!
How could someone possess such strength? Moreover, Goreber is the most powerful weapon in the entire universe; it couldn't even cut her palm?
Enraged and shocked, Sargeras swung his Flame Ripper Tayshark and stabbed it viciously into Azeroth's chest.

Clang! The blazing greatsword clashed with the chest of the genius girl, producing a metallic clang. A large amount of flame shattered and turned into a rain of fire that fell from the sky.

Sargeras roared and once again gathered a fel storm to blast towards Azeroth, only to be met with an iron fist!
The two Supreme Titans waged a decisive battle in the starry sky, a battle that would determine the future of all timelines and the infinite universe.

Strangely, the battle between the two Titans was so massive that the aftershocks alone were enough to bring Azeroth to its knees, and Sargeras did indeed intend to completely destroy Azeroth.

Because every Titan is born from a planet, the primordial planet is everything to them. As long as the primordial planet exists, even if a Titan is killed, they will slowly regenerate.

Just like players running back to their corpses after dying in a game, Titans also have their own resurrection coordinates, but the process of running back to their corpses can be extremely long.

Once a primordial planet is destroyed, the corresponding Titan dies forever. Sargeras committed this cruel act before his fall, using the then-unbroken, most powerful divine sword in the universe, Highsalak, to cleave a planet corrupted by a Void Lord along with the Titan's slumbering soul within it. That Titan met its eternal death at that moment.

During the battle with Azeroth, Sargeras deliberately increased the power of his fel flames and sprayed them in all directions, focusing his attention on the planet Azeroth, which was not far from the battlefield.

Your Titan form can withstand fel fire and Grubb, but what about your primordial planet and the mortals who inhabit it?
Sargeras witnessed the flames engulfing the world, but he couldn't see any panic on Azeroth's pretty face. Instead, he was caught off guard and gave away a hard punch to the eye socket, leaving the arrogant and domineering Dark Titan with a black eye.

As the fel fire subsided, Sargeras was astonished to find that the planet Azeroth was completely unharmed, and even the nosy mortals were still looking up at Sargeras's Tomb, watching their mother fight him.

Why! Why are these mortals unharmed!? Sargeras didn't understand, but when he saw Heather, whose size had shrunk to be indistinguishable from that of a mortal, he suddenly understood.

It's that bastard who's behind this!

On the battlefield of Sargeras' Tomb, everyone knelt on the ground, watching in awe as Heather strolled across the battlefield with her hands behind her back.

"Thank you for your mercy, great Star God." Velen's voice was still trembling slightly. When the overwhelming fel flames rushed towards them, Velen really thought he was going to die.

That's the fel flames of the Dark Titan!

But when they opened their eyes, they found that the evil fire could not harm them at all. Heather walked among them, and with just a wave of her hand, she could summon endless golden light and dispel the dark green evil fire.

Holy Light? No, that was definitely not the Holy Light Force I knew. The golden radiance summoned by the Star God did not possess the warmth and benevolence of Holy Light, but rather the divine radiance that destroyed or created everything as equals.

Chromie had reverted to her dwarf form. She blinked her eyes curiously and asked, "Lord Star God, can Azeroth win?"

“A guaranteed win, little sister.” Heather shrugged. “If Azeroth, with the six elements combined, can’t defeat Sargeras, then no being in this universe can.”

In the starry sky, Azeroth once again threw an uppercut, slamming it heavily into Sargeras's chin, nearly giving the Dark Titan a concussion.

No, I'm going to lose... Sargeras gasped for breath, his whole body aching. None of his attacks were effective against Azeroth; instead, his opponent was getting more and more comfortable, wielding his slender fists with tremendous force, each punch equivalent to Sargeras's full-power fel storm slamming into him.

If this fight continues, I might actually be killed by Azeroth. I have to retreat for now!
Thinking this, Sargeras suddenly swung his sword, temporarily forcing Azeroth back. Then, his entire body was enveloped in a dark red cloud of fire, and a sinister voice emanated from within the cloud:

“I admit you’re amazing, my sister.”

But no matter how powerful you are, you can only remain here, waiting in the endless void for me to gather strength and make a comeback, to utterly destroy you and your filthy planet.

Sargeras was certain that the Azerothian world-soul wouldn't dare leave the planet Azeroth. If she dared to go out into space to pursue him, he would immediately seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and completely destroy the unprotected planet Azeroth.

Hmph, tremble in endless fear! I...I... um?

Sargeras, who was hiding in the fire cloud and flying rapidly into the distance, suddenly noticed that Azeroth did not look anxious or annoyed at all. Instead, he was looking at him with a playful expression.

What do you mean?
"It means my mission is finally complete, and it's my turn to play!"

Heather's voice came from above. Sargeras looked up and was horrified to find that the mysterious Star Soul was wielding a huge spiked club and smashing it down on him!

"【Thunderous Eight Trigrams】!"

With a thud, Sargeras was blasted out of the fiery cloud, staggering back into the material universe, even losing a piece of his horn. Clutching the blood streaming down his head, Sargeras looked at the other side with a mixture of shock and disbelief.

Heather weighed the spiked club in her hand, one strike at a time, and looked at Sargeras with a smile:

"Finally, the time for harvest has arrived."

Just now, the SSS-level mission 'Offering a Gift to the Goddess's Birth' was completed.

As expected, the quest description of "taking the head of the Dark Titan as a gift for the birth of the goddess" is a metaphorical expression. As long as the native forces of Azeroth, including Azeroth itself, can independently defeat Sargeras and force him to flee, and at the same time destroy the Burning Legion, then the quest will be considered a success.

Once the mission is complete, Heather can leave this level 10 world at any time.

But how could he possibly leave? The most exciting part of collecting the loot has only just begun.

First, 30 Cosmic Crystals and 1500 World Flames were received. Then, Heather vaguely sensed a loosening of some kind of authority. It seems that this is the most important and greatest reward of the SSS-level mission.

The source of this loosening of authority lies with Sargeras.

Sargeras was still desperately trying to figure out how to escape when he was suddenly startled to find that the fel energy within him was rapidly draining away!
Not only him, but the distant planet Argus, which was originally tainted by endless fel energy, can now be seen to be filled with a large amount of fel energy flowing out of Argus as ocean currents. Argus is being drained of its corrupted fel energy by some force.

The entire universe trembled, and demons still running from their corpses or hiding on certain planets clutched their heads, letting out shrill howls and screams. The fel magic they depended on for survival was being drained at an unbelievable rate!

Sargeras was engulfed in surging green and red flames. He clutched his head in pain, strained to look at Heather, and gritted his teeth as he spoke, word by word:

"What! What have you done?!"

Heather smiled.

"Mr. Sa, I'm doing something incredibly greedy!"

In dimensions beyond the comprehension of mortals, the entire universe is rapidly expanding and contracting around Heather, in an endless cycle that is accelerating.

All the demons that relied on fel energy to survive throughout the entire universe, across all timelines, and across all dimensions were annihilated. In the end, even Sargeras was no exception, roaring as he turned into countless dust particles and dissipated into the universe.

Soon, a small galactic vortex formed in Heather's outstretched palm, slowly rotating.

Heather looked down at the tiny Milky Way with satisfaction, an irrepressible smile spreading across her face.

This is what Heather has always wanted: the supreme treasure that can only be obtained in this level 10 Godfall-level Warcraft world—the Twisting Nether!
This is an ultimate dimensional universe that can exist simultaneously in countless timelines, yet remain unique. If one could become a life tool, it would undoubtedly be at the god-level.

However, Heather did not intend to forge it into a life-bound artifact on its own, as it was the key material for the 'Third Perpetual Motion Machine - Original Text' to be upgraded to god-level.

With the Twisted Void, the Third Perpetual Motion Machine can truly realize the eternal and inexhaustible energy of time and space throughout the entire multiverse and timeline.

Heather slowly closed his five fingers and clenched his fist, absorbing the distorted void into the fire seed. Once he left this world, he would begin upgrading the third perpetual motion machine.

Such a treasure is absolutely impossible to obtain through normal means. For ordinary outsiders, the most worthwhile treasure to acquire in this level 10 world is none other than the universe's strongest weapon, the High Salak, which is the result of the re-fusion of Goreber and Taysalak.

But does Heather lack weapons? He doesn't need new weapons; upgrading his existing weapons and life-gear is the most important thing.

Fortunately, he and Nanami were right. In addition to a large amount of crystal flames, the SSS-level mission rewards also include a reward opportunity similar to 'making a wish'.

Heather desired the Twisting Nether, and the Level 10 world granted her wish. From that point onward, regardless of timeline, universe, or branching storyline, Sargeras, the Burning Legion, or the Twisting Nether would never exist again.

"Are you leaving?" Nanami's figure appeared quietly.

Heather nodded, then shook her head: "Before we leave, we must keep our promises and reward them beyond what we've already promised. Darling, I'm going to make a wish."

Nanami suddenly transformed into a genie, and Heather burned the crystal to make a wish.

In the battlefield of Sargeras' Tomb, Varian Wrynn was just as bewildered as everyone else. The Celestial God had vanished, and with him, Sargeras from the starry sky had also disappeared. What on earth happened...?

Varian!

Upon hearing that voice, Varian trembled. The figure that had appeared countless times in his dreams was running towards him.
"Tiffin!"

Varian, the Lion King of the Alliance, disregarded his image and burst into tears, rushing forward to embrace his resurrected wife tightly.

At the same time, Thrall also saw Taresa, the human girl he had always longed for.

Jaina stared blankly at everything when suddenly a portal opened beside her, and a dwarf girl with a bright pink ponytail stumbled out, exclaiming with delight upon seeing Jaina, "Teacher!"

Jindi Spark? Jaina stared in disbelief at her beloved apprentice who had died in the tragedy of Theramore, and then, through the portal, saw Theramore on the other side, completely unharmed. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into tears.

Ah-Qiang's Tree King was restarted and restored to its original state, along with all his injuries.

High Tinker Mekkatorque's ever-present communicator sent a message that the poison gas in Gnomeregan had dissipated on its own.

Baine, the Tauren chieftain, embraced a Tauren who looked similar to him but was much larger and older, and cried like a child.

The wolf king Gene hugged a young man who looked like him tightly, crying and laughing at the same time.

Everything felt like a dream.

Viren kept looking up at the sky, then his body suddenly began to tremble, and tears streamed down his face.

In the distant starry sky, Argus was restored to its original purity, just as beautiful as the Emerald Star it once was.

A masked Titan peeked out from the slowly healing cracks in the planet, looking around curiously before his gaze met that of Velen in Azeroth, and he smiled and nodded.

Countless bronze dragons and eternal dragons soared through the sky. Chromie looked at her opposite side, at the sand constantly rising from her body, and spoke with a sorrowful tone:

"...Can't you stay? My sister?"

The Eternal Dragon Mirok floated in the air, its voice no longer shrill and unpleasant, but peaceful and gentle:

"Countless timelines, countless futures, the Eternal Dragonflight once dedicated itself to changing the inevitable fate of Azeroth's destruction, but now, our mission has ended."

Even if there are still setbacks and dangers in the future, I believe that Azeroth will be able to get through them safely.

This is the perfect timeline we've been searching for. No need to think about changing anything anymore, Chromie.

Last but not least, thank you for calling me sister…

All the Eternal Dragons turned to sand and vanished completely. They were the obsession of the Bronze Dragons' future, and that obsession has finally dissipated.

Deep in the starry sky, Heather put down the Aladdin's lamp she was holding up, breathed a long sigh of relief, and turned her head to see Azeroth crying with tears streaming down his face.

"Are you... leaving, senior?"

Azeroth sobbed and wiped away her tears:

"Please don't go. You are my last compatriot."

“Fool, the Titans will return. You will face many more challenges in the future, but I believe they will not be a problem for you.”

Heather smiled and waved to Azeroth:
"Until we meet again, genius girl."

After saying that, he and Nanami's figures slowly dissipated, eventually disappearing completely from this universe.

The Azerothian world-soul gazed in the direction they had disappeared, and after a long while, solemnly bowed and whispered in a voice so quiet no one could hear:

"Thank you for everything you've done for us, stranger."

You absolutely must win!

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