Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

In order to put out the fire and rescue the wounded, the shamans and druids led by Muun Earthfury and Hamuul Runetotem were exhausted!

But it is impossible for Chief Cairne to forbid the yaungols to do so. This would undoubtedly destroy their unity. Moreover, they have been doing this in Pandaria for tens of thousands of years without any problems. But this happened as soon as they arrived in Kalimdor. The yaungols even suspected that the feng shui of this land was bad, or that it was unclean!

As the first shaman of the Tauren, Magasa, the chieftain of Terrortotem, has seen through the reason for all this. It was caused by the riot of the fire element.

In order to solve the problem of the fire element in Mog'gaure, they invited Godau, the spirit of the earth, to use the power of the earth element to expel most of the fire elemental power.

Although the threat was quelled, both Magatha and Muun knew that this was not the way shamans and elementals should get along. Both sides should respect each other instead of holding each other hostage, and ultimately fighting would lead to the destruction of one side.

In order to prevent the next fire from breaking out again, Magasa asked Muun to find the cause of the elemental riot and solve it as soon as possible.

This kind of thing not only happens in the Tauren cities, but also in the storms in the Northron Highlands, the earthquakes in the Burning Plains, and the rising water levels in the wetlands and the Dust Swamp, all of which are riots from the elements.

The shamans of the Earthen Ring sensed a crisis approaching.

Garin listened to the shamans' intelligence silently, and finally he reminded them: "Be prepared, shamans, the current peace is short-lived, and perhaps Azeroth will face another world-destroying crisis soon!"

"we know!"

The shamans spoke up one after another. As the people with the deepest connection between Azeroth and the elements, they had a say: "Something terrible is about to happen, but we don't know what it is!"

This is the most uncomfortable part for the shamans.

After hearing this, Garin chuckled in his heart. It would be strange if you knew this. This thing is top secret in the Alliance, and only the heroes and followers of the Crusaders know it!

The encounter with the Earth Ring confirmed that the Twilight Sect's grand plan was not far from being launched, in three months at the shortest and no more than half a year at the longest!

In order to prevent Cho'gall from discovering his collaboration with Sinestra, he severed all ties with the Broken Isles.

He also sent a secret letter to warn all the alliance countries to prevent fire, wind and earthquake!

Garen has already dispatched legions to various provinces in Stromgarde, striving to minimize the disaster. At the same time, he has secretly dispatched a large number of orc shamans from Draenor!

Sure enough, half a month later, a huge earthquake occurred in the Dun Morogh Mountains. The entire town of Khaz Modan experienced different tremors, and half of the port of Trollbane in the wetlands was submerged.

Cracks appeared in a part of the subway tunnel from Ironforge to Stromgarde, and the brewery in Ironforge collapsed. Reconstruction requires a lot of manpower and material resources. Most importantly, the dwarves' daily alcohol consumption is entirely dependent on imports, and the next batch of alcohol from Helm's Deep will not arrive until three days later!

This turned this regional accident into a national disaster, but fortunately the dwarves had prepared a rescue team in advance, so there were not too many injuries or even deaths.

close!

The time is near!

Garin's blood is trembling!

The day when Azeroth will be cleansed of corruption is nigh!

The four elemental kings, the ancient god N'Zoth, and the remnants of the dark empire of ancient times that the Titans have not completely eliminated will end in the hands of me, Galen Trollbane!

Jialin had just made his wish, and the next moment...

Blackrock King Gimli left a ridiculous message for Garen: his father-in-law Magni tried to hold an ancient ritual, which could communicate with the earth to understand the origin of this earthquake and many disasters in Azeroth!

Garin: ???

What does this mean? Old Magni is trying to hold him back!

Garen had to set off for Ironforge...

Ironforge, Hall of Mysticism.

When Garin walked out of the portal, a pair of strong and powerful short arms hugged Garin's waist.

"Welcome, welcome, Jialin! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Muradin shouted loudly, and then he asked doubtfully: "I haven't seen you for a few years. Have you grown taller?"

As Garin's strength increased and the energy in his body became abundant, his body size also increased to accommodate more energy.

This is also the reason why the powerful people in Azeroth are generally huge in size.

Just like Muradin, although he is a dwarf, he is already 1.6 meters tall, while Garin is just over 2 meters tall. When the two are compared, it's like Yao Ming standing next to Pan Changjiang.

"Your height is rare among humans. You're almost as tall as those long-eared people in Kalimdor."

Muradin looked confused after releasing his embrace, but the warrior quickly put the matter behind him: "Quick, I smell the smell of alcohol on you, bring me two bottles!"

There was no alcohol in Ironforge, and Muradin, as a prince, was not immune. His survival was already in danger yesterday, so after receiving the news of Galen's visit, he volunteered to come and receive him!

"Here, take it!"

Garin took out more than a dozen bottles of various kinds of alcoholic drinks at once, and Muradin's eyes began to light up.

"Ahaha, thank you, Jialin. I have endured not drinking for a whole day and night!"

Muradin took all the drinks that Galin brought out in his arms, as if he was holding his beloved treasure.

"Why be polite to each other? Hold back your drink for a while. We have important things to do right now. Don't drink and let it get you in the way!" Garin patted Muradin on the shoulder and gave him a little advice.

"Oh? There's something more important. Are you talking about my brother's ritual? No problem. We are all following the ancient stone tablets. Nothing has changed!"

"Hey!"

Garin smiled silently.

Of course there was no problem with the ritual. It was the ancient stone tablet that Brian brought back from Ulduar. Through the ritual, one could indeed communicate with the Protoss of Azeroth, but the price was to be transformed into a diamond body.

If people knew the consequences, I'm afraid few people would be able to bear the aftereffects, especially humans and dwarves who were born with flesh and blood.

As for the dwarfs...

There is a group of crazy gnomes in Mechagon who have mechanized their bodies just to "cure" Azeroth of the curse of flesh and blood, transforming all organic life forms into purer and more efficient mechanical forms.

A total mechanical ascension cult.

Prince Bronzebeard was not quite sure what Garin was thinking, but he still took Garin to his eldest brother's residence.

The Hall of Mysticism is located in the northwest of Ironforge, some distance away from the throne room in the southwest. The dwarf residents in the city saw their prince running wildly in front, followed by a human in luxurious clothes.

Unlike the prince's short legs, the human behind him walked leisurely, but it seemed like he was flashing. It seemed that he was moving very slowly, but he always kept a distance of one meter from Prince Muradin!

Master!

This was the dwarves' first reaction.

In fact, this already involves the application of the laws. While waiting for the catastrophe, Garin was also studying some new things.

The Heart of Origin can bring him endless minions, so he is no longer afraid of group fights. However, the Burning Legion not only has a massive army of demons, they also have the former Bronze Titan, now the Demon King Sargeras!

If you don't prepare some trump cards to strengthen yourself, you may not be able to win.

Garin couldn't remember how many times he had come to Ironforge. Every time he came, he had to sigh that the dwarves were really good at digging, and they directly hollowed out the entire mountain.

The big forge in the center of the city is connected to the underground magma.

When Garin passed by the big forge, a wave of heat hit him in the face. The molten metal in the furnace surged like water, emitting an orange-red light.

Other cities have moats, but Ironforge is directly moated by a lava lake!

Soon they passed through the Great Forge and entered the Royal Quarters where the throne room was located.

At this moment, in the throne room of the royal area, brothers Magni and Brian were looking at a stone slab on the table. There were two cracks on the stone slab, dividing it into three pieces. There were mysterious inscriptions on each of the stone slabs.

Now, experts from the Explorers' League have translated all the inscriptions.

"Is this ritual useful, Grandpa Magni?" A human child about ten years old and a dwarf child of the same age squatted beside Magni, looking at the ancient stone slab with the same curiosity.

"No problem. Brian has completed the translation of all the inscriptions."

Magni's face was serious. "Anduin, Thorgrim, you should know that things are not going well in Azeroth recently. Some places have experienced terrible storms, floods, and even frequent fires. I am a warrior, not a shaman, but Moira told me some time ago that the elements are unhappy recently. But how and why are they unhappy? The ritual recorded on this stone tablet can provide us with key information."

"Really? Grandpa, such an ancient thing can still help us today?"

"Garlin once said that everything is possible," Magni took out a scroll, "To become one with the earth is to feel its pain..."

"Hehehe... two become one."

"Shut up, Brian, and stop being disrespectful!"

"Brother, how can you understand it in seconds if you want to have pure thoughts?"

"Get out!"

"No, I brought this slate back with me, and I translated it with McGrath!"

McGrath is a senior explorer of the Dwarven Exploration Association and an expert in ancient history research.

Looking at the quarrel between the two Bronzebeard brothers, the two young children looked confused.

"Do you understand what they mean, Anduin?"

"I don't quite understand. Do you?"

"Me too."

After hearing what the two children said, Magni and Brian realized that there were other people present, and they were important juniors, and they immediately regained their serious expressions.

Magni continued reading the translation of the inscription: "This is the way to become one with the mountains. We are the spirits of the earth, the spirits of the land. The soul of the land is ours, the pain of the land is ours, the heartbeat of the land is ours. We sing its songs, weep its beauty. To those who do not wish to return home, we are the children of the land, and this is why."

"This is the way to achieve it. Go to the heart of the earth and take these three herbs: mountain sage, black lotus, and ghost mushroom. Take a touch of the medicine soil and drink it. Tell me why you are here, and the mountains will answer. You will return to your old self, you will return to your old home, you and the mountains will become one."

The two children seemed to understand: "So, through the ritual process described above, we can communicate with the consciousness of our planet?"

"Wow! How amazing!"

Brian nodded. "Yes, that's what we thought after we translated it. If we can communicate with Azeroth, we can find out what's going on underground."

"And have Moira tell the shamans of the Earthen Ring to find a way to fix it, to heal it, and maybe there won't be any more weird floods, droughts, and earthquakes. This isn't just land subsidence. This is something big."

Magni took over Brian's words: "Have you heard? There are reports of earthquakes as far away as Grizzly Hills."

"But grandpa, that's true, but you have tried those herbs, they won't kill you, will they?" said the dark-skinned Prince Black Iron with an innocent look on his face.

clap clap clap!

Magni picked up his grandson and laid him across his lap, then gave him several big spanks on the butt.

"Hehe, what do you think the top pharmacists in Ironforge do? They added a lot of primordial earth to turn the primordial earth into primordial poison, and the effect is amazing!"

Brian also patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, my eldest brother doesn't want to strangle himself and die of poison. We have prepared a top-notch antidote, and your uncle Jialin is on the way, so there won't be any big problems!"

When Anduin and Thorgrim heard Galen's name, they were silent for a moment, as if this name meant an omnipotent existence in their minds!

Indeed, among the new generation of the alliance, the name Garin has become a myth, but he himself is already a demigod, so those rumors are not too exaggerated.

Especially Anduin, his father Varian was trained under Galen, and that difficult process even made up for his experience of winning the arena championship and subsequently slaying a dragon in a certain timeline.

As for Thorgrim, the Son of Golden Li, there is no need to mention that he is even half a hero of the Heart of Origin, but he is still young and not strong enough, and has not awakened his own heroic template. However, in his heart, he is full of awe and yearning for the name of Garin!

"But Grandpa Magni, are you going to perform this ceremony yourself? Isn't that what the shamans should do?"

"Yes, Grandpa, I think you should tell Mother. It's too risky for you to do this!"