Crossing the World of Warcraft: I am an Ancient God

"You're awake?" Zoval's voice echoed, a note of unmistakable pride in his tone. He looked down at the newly awakened Yun, a triumphant smile playing on his lips. This body was even more perfect than he had imagined, every cell brimming with the primal energy of a Firstborn.

Yun slowly sat up and rubbed his swollen temples. "Your new body, ah..." He sighed involuntarily, his voice filled with mixed emotions.

The Zorval before him had completely transformed into his in-game counterpart—tall, straight, with skin as smooth as metal, and a distinct energy core in his chest. Yun clearly remembered that in the game, Zorval's core energy orb had been taken away, transforming him into the stone figure Zorval had invaded. The gears of fate seemed to be turning according to a predetermined trajectory, which made Yun feel strangely irritated.

Yun felt that Zoval became like this because fate had made him bring Zoval here, let him defeat Helendus, and then let Helendus provide this stone man to make Zoval become what he should be. This feeling made Yun very uncomfortable, as if he was a puppet.

"Oh? Why are you sighing? Are you lamenting?" Zoval spread his arms, showing off his new body. "This is the template used by the First Born when they first created this world! A flawless body that can accommodate all energies." His voice trembled slightly with excitement. "All subsequent creatures are merely degraded products developed from a certain part of the original organism. Therefore, these original organisms are the most powerful existences!"

Yun didn't respond immediately, instead glancing around warily. Although Herondus had been eliminated, who knew what dangerous creatures might still roam the periphery of the Firstborn's Tomb? After all, Herondus was only one of the bosses within the Tomb, and there were many more. If Herondus could emerge, so could the others. His gaze swept over every shadow, his fingers unconsciously caressing the weapon at his waist.

"Is that so?" Yun finally spoke, his tone eerily calm. "But these protozoa can only exist here. Other life forms have adapted to their environment through continuous evolution, generation after generation." He looked directly into Zoval's gleaming golden eyes. "The strongest isn't necessarily the best; suitability is what matters. Every environment is different. Without weaknesses, there are also no strengths. This is also this body's greatest flaw."

Zoval's smile froze. He hadn't expected Yun to be so dismissive of his proud new body. "Haha, you haven't felt the power of this body, so you'll never understand. No weaknesses? Haha, you underestimate the protozoan. The protozoan has no weaknesses. Compared to other creatures, it's full of strengths." He suppressed his anger, his fingers crackling with the force.

At that moment, Cindyalai, who was standing behind Yun, suddenly burst out laughing. As for being able to use multiple energies, she had personally witnessed Yun's talent for harnessing them since childhood. Zoval's so-called "ability to handle multiple energies" was a joke in Yun's eyes.

"What are you laughing at, you insignificant human!" Zoval turned furiously towards Sintiyalé, the golden light in his eyes glaring. If he hadn't been concerned about Yun's strength, he would have torn this woman who dared to mock him to pieces. He could tolerate Yun's questioning of him, but not others.

"Stop laughing," Yun waved his hand gently, "some people are ignorant, you have to understand." These words were like a sharp sword, directly piercing Zoval's most fragile self-esteem.

Zoval's pupils constricted violently, and he felt an unprecedented rage burning within him. Although Yun possessed both Chaos and Ancient God energy, he was confident that with the strength of his proto-body, he could crush this ignorant individual. Zoval also wanted to test the proto-body's true strength.

Just as Zoval was about to launch his attack, Yun's hands suddenly lit up with a dazzling array of colors. Frost, fire, shadow, holy light, nature, arcane, thunder, fel energy, chaos, undead... Ten distinct energies flashed in turn in Yun's palms like paint on a palette, each one breathtakingly pure.

Aside from Zoval, everyone else present acted as if it were normal. This detail made Zoval's heart sink—it turned out Yun's ability had long been known. Even more shocking was Yun's ability to control so much energy with such ease, completely overturning his understanding of the power system.

"This...this is impossible..." Zoval's voice wavered for the first time. He stared intently at the ever-shifting energy in Yun's hands. This was all he knew, and Yun also possessed Chaos Energy and Ancient God Energy, two things he hadn't yet demonstrated. If these two energies were included, wouldn't that mean... A terrifying thought flashed through Zoval's mind: Could this mysterious Chaos Energy be a fusion of so many fundamental energies? Only by mastering these many energies could one ultimately master Chaos Energy? Did Yun's body also possess properties similar to those of a proto-body?

"Nothing is impossible. Although you know a lot about this world, there are still things you cannot know." Yun said with great emotion. After all, the existence of the First Born also made Yun very helpless. Before, Yun still scoffed at what the First Born said about fate, but now it seems that the First Born can really control some destinies, at least it makes Yun really feel helpless.

"Nothing is impossible." Yun sighed deeply, a trace of fatigue in his eyes. "Although you have a very deep understanding of this world, there are always some things that you cannot touch."

He looked up into the void, as if gazing at an unseen being. The shadow of the Firstborn lingered in his mind, leaving him feeling an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. Once upon a time, he had scoffed at the Firstborn's talk of "fate," dismissing it as mere mystification. But now, he had to admit that the Firstborn truly possessed the power to shape fate—at least, this power had made him truly understand what it meant to be helpless.

"You know more than I do?" Zoval's voice interrupted Yun's thoughts. Zoval had now fully regained his freedom, even possessing the coveted body of his original form. This power was so immense it would have struck fear into anyone's heart. Yet, when he looked at Yun, he saw no trace of fear in his eyes. Instead, there was a kind of... sympathy? Yes, sympathy. That look confused Zoval, as if he had received not a supreme treasure but a heavy yoke.

"I don't know much, probably not as much as you do." Yun retracted his gaze, his tone filled with emotion, "But I...maybe I know something key."

"The key thing?" Zoval raised his eyebrows. "How key is it?" Although he was always wary of Yun, he had to admit that this mysterious guy did hold many unknown secrets.

"Haha, how crucial is that?" Yun laughed bitterly and shook his head. "To be honest, I can't really explain it myself. But..." He paused, his eyes becoming profound. "I know you got this body."

Yun's heart was filled with conflict. He desperately wanted to stop Zoval from continuing down this path. Although he had no good feelings towards Zoval, he still felt indescribably depressed watching fate manipulate everything like a puppet. Even though he had long since accepted this reality, he felt powerless to resist. However, Yun also hoped that fate would deviate from his path, at least giving him some hope.

"You know? You still saw it?" Zoval looked at Yun with some confusion.

"What do you think?" Yun looked at Zoval with some regret.

"What did you know? Or what did you see?" Zoval was a little scared by Yun's gaze.

"What I saw? Do you believe it?" Yun said disdainfully.

"You tell me first." Zoval couldn't help but believe it. After all, Yun had been acting like a prophet all along. Yun's understanding of various things was either because he had been here for a long time or because he was a prophet. Zoval didn't believe that Yun knew this place very well, so the only thing left was that Yun could see some fragments of the future.

"I saw that in the final tomb of the First Born, the original body you occupied was lying there, and the ball in the hole on its chest was gone." Yun said softly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"This... can it be said to be me?" Zoval was obviously hesitant.

"I don't know. I saw the original body before, and it was different from the one I saw. But after you assembled this one, it became the same as the one." Yun continued. Although Yun couldn't say some of the content, such as that the corner men killed you and your ball was deducted by the arbitrator, Yun had told so many lies over the years that he could easily cover it up.

"Are you sure? In the final chamber of the Holy Sepulchre?" Zoval was obviously shaken.

"Believe it or not." Yun also started to walk towards the Holy Tomb of the First Born at this time. He was teleported here. According to the game map, the Holy Tomb of the First Born was in the east. Yun did not hesitate to walk directly to the east. He believed that the system would give a prompt after walking for a while.

"What should I do now?" Zoval followed.

"You ask me? Who should I ask? I don't even know who wants to kill you, how can I help you? Maybe I'm the one who kills you in the end? Maybe I'm the one who snatched the bead from your chest?" Yun's series of questions made Zoval even more confused.

"No, I believe it's not you." Zoval said firmly.

"What's the point of you believing? I don't believe it either. Don't follow me. If you want to die, just die. Don't have anything to do with me." Yun was a little collapsed. He was broken by the guy called fate. Fate can manipulate him, but letting himself push others step by step into the abyss of death is not something Yun can bear.

"Lord Zoval, Lord Yun has said enough. If you continue to ask, I think you are not worthy of becoming an Eternal." Xin Di Yalai said behind Yun.

"You..." Zoval turned around and glared at Xindi Yalai.

"If Lord Yun hadn't reminded you, you would have walked into the abyss without hesitation. Although you would still have stepped into the abyss after Lord Yun's reminder, you understand that it is your fate and you can't escape it." Xin Di Yalai said with a cold face, without any fear of Zoval's angry stare.

"Yes, I am the Eternal One. I am the strongest among countless lives. I can live to this day not by relying on other people's reminders." Zoval suddenly said with a smile.

"We're leaving. I hope to see you again next time." Xin Diyalai hurriedly followed Yun's footsteps.

"Destiny? Do you believe in destiny?" Zoval suddenly asked.

"I believe it!" Yun shouted loudly in the distance, but Yun also cursed in his heart, "I believe in this damn fate."

Zoval smiled helplessly and finally had to return the same way. Now that Herondus was not there, it should be no problem for Zoval to return to the cave he came from before. As long as he didn't go to the Holy Tomb of the Firstborn, at least Yun would feel more at ease.

After walking for a while, they were still in the desert, which made Yun a little strange. There was a pile of stones, water and plants at the entrance of the Holy Tomb of the First Born, so why was it all desert here?

"System, where are we now?" Yun asked worriedly.

"Zaremettis." The system's answer was still so concise.

"I know it's Zaremettis, but is this the Holy Tomb of the Firstborn?" Yun asked.

"Yes." The system replied.

"But... there should be some plants in the Holy Tomb of the First Born." Yun thought about it and didn't know how to describe it to the system, so he could only say this.

"Unable to detect." said the system.

"Okay, okay, then where is the tomb of the First Born?" Yun was helpless and could only ask this.

"It's ahead, marked." said the system.

Yun was a little surprised and looked hurriedly towards the mark. It turned out to be not far away from him. He remembered that the Tomb of the First Born in the game was not small and there were many BOSSes. How come he could see the final BOSS before he even entered the dungeon?

"What about the dimensional portal?" Yun remembered that his goal was to go back through the dimensional portal, so it would be better not to go to the Holy Tomb of the First Born in front.

"For marking." said the system.

This time, Yun looked and saw it was actually behind him. This made Yun even more confused. What was going on? Behind him was the west, so how could there be the entrance to the Holy Tomb of the Firstborn on the west side? Everything seemed to indicate that Yun had made a mistake.

"Oh my god!" Yun shouted.

"What's wrong?" Xin Diyalai asked hurriedly.

Yun slapped his head hard. Something hadn't clicked with that giant ball from earlier. He'd actually thought it was the giant ball in the center of Zaremettis. But what if it wasn't? What if the desert he'd just emerged from was actually inside the Tomb of the Firstborn? What if the place he'd emerged from was actually where the boss, Herondus, was? In other words, the teleporter he'd encountered wasn't from outside the instance to the entrance, but rather from inside the instance to the final boss platform. Wouldn't that be... a complete setback for Zoval?