Crossing the World of Warcraft: I am an Ancient God

Yun walked slowly forward, his mind heavy, his eyes drawn to the surrounding murals. These murals vividly depicted the various stages of his growth, and each scene flashed before his eyes like a movie.

As he moved forward, the scenes in the murals became increasingly thrilling. Memories that had become fuzzy even for him now appeared clearly before his eyes, causing him to feel a wave of fear.

However, he was somewhat relieved to find that the murals didn't reveal the existence of the system. All the events within the dungeon were cleverly hidden, not a single clue revealed in the murals. Even some important events at certain time and space nodes were not mentioned, which put Yun's heart at ease.

Just as Yun was immersed in the world of murals, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Oh? Are you interested in these murals?"

Yun suddenly came to his senses and looked around, but he couldn't see the person who had spoken. Although the space was wide open, there was no place to hide. Where could Lishvim be hiding?

Yun asked doubtfully, "Can you see me?"

Lishvim's voice came again: "Of course I have a way to understand your movements."

Yun frowned slightly and continued to ask, "So where should I go now? Should I continue to go inside? What's going on in here?"

He secretly wondered about Lishvim's location. Although he had doubts about whether he could successfully attack Lishvim, he still felt uneasy and uncomfortable being monitored so closely by the other party.

"Don't worry," Lishvim suddenly said, "This is the temple, our most sacred place. We will never set any traps here."

However, Yun scoffed at Lishvim's words and retorted mercilessly, "Who can know? You guys are not in your right mind."

Yun's words were blunt, showing no mercy to Lishvim. After all, Lishvim knew full well that their relationship was one of mutual exploitation. As long as their interests were met, nothing else mattered.

Moreover, Yun was obviously very angry at this moment. If Yun could communicate with Lishvim calmly, Lishvim would probably become more suspicious and worried.

"Haha," Lishvim chuckled, seeming a little surprised by Yun's reaction. "I see you're quite interested in this mural." His eyes fell on the huge mural, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. "This is the life story of our god."

Lishvim's voice gradually deepened, as if he were recounting an ancient and mysterious tale. "He descended into our world as an extremely ordinary person, yet he saved us all time and again. No matter what crisis we faced, he never flinched, but stood up bravely, helping us defeat one powerful enemy after another."

At this point, Lishvim's tone was full of longing and admiration. "No matter how desperate our situation was, he always gave us hope and made us firmly believe that no matter what kind of enemy we encountered, we had the ability to defeat them."

As Yun listened to Lishvim's description, his shock intensified. He stared at the mural with wide eyes, incredulous. "How is this possible?" he muttered to himself.

How could this god of Lishvim have such a similar life story to his own? Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity. He was so young, and even on Ezera, he definitely couldn't be called a god. Not to mention, could the things he did be considered divine on other planets?

"Are you sure?" Yun finally couldn't help but ask, "Is your god really a human?"

Lishvim said suddenly, "What are you talking about?" There was a hint of anger in his voice, as if he was very dissatisfied with Yun's questioning.

"You..." Yun's voice suddenly became hesitant. His gaze was fixed on the protagonist in the mural, as if he wanted to see through the ancient painting to see the true face of this mysterious figure. However, no matter how hard he stared, he could not discern the protagonist's race. Even the race of his opponent was equally difficult to discern.

Yun couldn't help but feel confused. He was so familiar with these scenes, as if he had experienced each one himself, and he naturally put himself into the scene. However, at this moment, Lishvim's words made him question everything again.

"Do you know about the deeds of your god?" Yun's curiosity was completely aroused, and he was eager to know more about this mysterious god.

Lishvim was clearly prepared for Yun's question. He smiled smugly and replied, "Of course. That's the person we've always admired."

Yun nodded, but his doubts remained. He pressed on, "But I've only seen the first few sections, and I don't see anything special. Furthermore, from the murals, it seems this deity doesn't have a friendly relationship with the rest of your tribe."

Yun's question startled Lishvim for a moment, but he quickly regained his confidence and explained, "That's only part of what you've seen. There's a lot more to come. Besides, the reason a god is called a god is because he does things that no one else can accomplish. Otherwise, what's the difference between him and me?"

"You know what!" Rishvim's voice suddenly rose an octave. He spoke excitedly, "God is omnipotent. He can see into the future and see visions and truths that we mortals cannot. What he does is naturally different from what ordinary people like us do, so it's understandable that we find it difficult to understand."

Lishvim's emotions grew increasingly excited, his eyes sparkling, as if he were the one favored by God. "However, God was not discouraged. He always firmly believed in his own path and led us forward without flinching. As time went on, more and more people began to understand his intentions, silently standing behind him and giving him unwavering support."

Yun listened quietly to Lishvim's story, a faint smile curling up his lips. His mind drifted to the image of Sindi Yalai, the woman who always silently supported him. No matter what decision he made, no matter how absurd or risky it seemed, Sindi Yalai stood by him without hesitation, never questioning his decision.

This unconditional trust and support filled Yun with both warmth and a sense of wonder. He couldn't help but wonder what those who stood behind God were thinking. Initially, they faced an unknown world, without any concrete information, yet they trusted God so unconditionally. What courage and faith did that take?

"What on earth were those people who stood behind your God thinking? When you, the later generations, look back at history, you all think that it was God, but did other people at the time really think so? And how did they do it? It's really hard to understand how they could trust someone so unconditionally!" Yun asked suspiciously.

Yun decided to find out more details about that period of history from Lishvim, hoping to find some clues related to his own situation.

Lishwim thought for a moment and replied, "I'm not sure. Perhaps this is what makes God so unique. He seems to possess a convincing charm."

Yun was obviously dissatisfied with this answer. He sneered and thought to himself, "What kind of answer is this? It's just a perfunctory answer!" Yun would not easily believe such a statement. If it was said that it was fate at work, he would believe it more.

However, Yun wasn't surprised that Lishvim couldn't answer this question. After all, such a thing was probably only known by people like Sindiyala, and even the god they worshipped might not understand it.

Yun was filled with doubts and curiosity, so he decided to move on to find out what the mysterious god had done and what their fate was.

His steps were firm and urgent, as if driven by an invisible force. Every step was filled with a desire for the unknown, and every step brought him closer to the truth.

Finally, he came to a mural that showed the execution of the God's family. This scene made Yun's heart tighten, and his thoughts were instantly pulled back to his days in Stormwind City.

That was the first time Xin Di Ya Lai stood behind him. It was an unprecedented feeling. Yun experienced that kind of pride and confidence for the first time. From that moment on, he believed in Xin Di Ya Lai without reservation. This trust made him feel extremely safe, as if he had found a shoulder to lean on.

However, when he saw that their gods were constantly under siege like himself, memories flooded back to him. Those siege scenes and the attacks from other races resonated deeply in Yun's heart.

"Huh? How did it change so much all of a sudden?" Yun couldn't help but exclaim. His eyes fell on two murals that were obviously a bit out of place. Compared with the others, these two murals were particularly eye-catching.

In these two murals, their gods suddenly became incredibly powerful, directly defeating their previous opponents with overwhelming advantage. This change caught people off guard, as if it happened in an instant.

Yun stared at the two murals, trying to find some clues to explain this sudden change. His brows furrowed slightly as he pondered the reason.

"I don't know the details," Lishvim frowned, seeming to know very little about this period of history. "But I heard rumors that during the five years without the gods, their lives were extremely difficult. Everyone speculated that the gods were undergoing some kind of special training or experience, and that these five years had significantly increased their strength."

After hearing this, Yun's face darkened slightly. He was already deeply involved in the story, and now, hearing the "five-year period," it felt as if this mural was tailor-made for him. He couldn't help but wonder if his purpose in coming here was somehow connected to this mural. Perhaps, behind this mural, there were still some unknown secrets hidden.

"Is there no one who knows more details about this history?" Yun asked unwillingly.

Lishvim shook his head and said helplessly, "I'm really not sure about this. After all, that period of history is too far away from me. Perhaps there is a reason why there are no relevant records here."

Yun's curiosity was completely aroused, and he continued to ask: "Then what is your purpose in asking me to come here? This is clearly the Grip of Domination. Didn't you ask me to open the door? But which door is it?" As he spoke, he carefully looked at the mural, trying to find some clues from it.

"It's very close in front." Lishvim's voice came from not far ahead, with a hint of anticipation and excitement.

Yun's curiosity intensified upon hearing this, and he quickened his pace, eager to get to the bottom of it. "Oh? Close? What door?" he asked impatiently.

Lishvim's voice echoed in the darkness: "The door to the Lord God's tomb."

"The tomb door?" Yun suddenly stopped and looked back in astonishment. However, there was no one behind him, only darkness. But he could sense that Lishvim was not far away, and he must have known that he had turned around.

"Well, the door of the tomb. It is said that there are things left by God inside that can change the world." Lishvim's voice sounded again, and he seemed not surprised by Yun's reaction.

Yun stared at the front with his eyes wide open in disbelief, all sorts of thoughts racing through his mind. He couldn't figure out why Lishvim would tell him these secrets so easily.

"You told me just like that? Aren't you afraid that I won't open the door? Or that I will just take that thing for myself?" Yun's voice was full of doubts and confusion.

"We don't know whether there is anything inside or not. Besides, you are not of my race, so you won't be able to use that thing even if you get it." Lishvim said with certainty.

Yunlai was immediately annoyed when he heard this. He widened his eyes and retorted, "How do you know I can't use it? What if I really can use it?"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that Lishvim's speculation was completely groundless. After all, so far, he seemed to have never encountered anything he couldn't use. Even weapons used by Titans like Goshalak, hadn't he wielded them with ease?

"If you can use it, then use it. If you can use it, it means God has promised you." Lishwim responded slowly.

Yunlai was furious at his words, but for a moment he couldn't find the right words to refute him. Although Lishvim's words sounded a bit ridiculous, they left Yunlai at a loss as to what to do.

"You guys..." Yunlai held it in for a long time, but in the end he couldn't utter a complete sentence. Faced with Lishvim's tough attitude, he really had no other choice.