Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"Tell me quickly, tell me quickly, is there any way to remedy this ritual?"

Magni also couldn't wait to ask, he didn't want to lose their brewery again, otherwise the people would go crazy!

"remedy?"

What a remedy. Garen is neither a pure mage nor a pure shaman. He lacks theoretical knowledge and relies entirely on cheating to cast spells. Even a world shaman like Thrall needs to go back to Nagrand to retake the course and get his diploma. Forget about improving the rituals.

"This ritual may have taken thousands of years for one of our ancestors to research. It has already reached perfection. It is impossible for us to improve it in a short period of time."

The Vrykul of the Dragonflayer clan, the Tol'vir of the Neferset tribe of Uldum, and the Mogu, so many Titan creations cursed by flesh and blood tried their best to restore their stone bodies. In the end, only Lei Shen relied on the Nalak'sha Engine and the Neferset Tol'vir sold their race to Deathwing and relied on his power over the earth to succeed.

This ceremony only requires drinking a special potion and chanting a few spells to return to your ancestors!

Mom!

For the descendants of the Titans who are desperate to lift the curse, this is a win-win situation!

It just so happened that Garin had such a person under his command.

Moreover, Garin had promised to help him lift the curse, so now the opportunity had come!

"My idea is this: you should proceed with the ceremony as planned, but the person who will conduct the ceremony should be changed!"

"Who to change?" the three Bronzebeard brothers asked in unison.

"Do you remember Utgarde Keep in Northrend?" Garen prompted.

Brian was the first to react: "You mean the Dragonflayer Clan! That's the Vrykul clan your human ancestors belonged to!"

"That's right. Back then, deformed children appeared in the Dragonflayer Clan because of the flesh curse. King Ymiron ordered them to be killed. If he had succeeded, I'm afraid there would be no so-called humans in Azeroth now."

"When I conquered them, I promised them to lift the curse of their flesh and blood and restore their rock bodies. This time, let Imilon perform the ceremony!"

The three Bronzebeard brothers looked at each other again, and then nodded frantically like chicks pecking at rice!

The next day, the ceremony was held as usual.

Among those who came to the throne room to witness and attend the ceremony were Bronzebeard dwarves, Wildhammer dwarves, Dark Iron dwarves, gnomes, and humans.

Under everyone's surprised gaze, the tall Vikus King Ymiron, wearing iron armor, entered the throne room again.

Magni stood alone on the platform where the three thrones were located, looking around at everyone in the hall with expectation, and then announced directly: "The ceremony begins. The person conducting the ceremony is Ymiron, the king of the Vrykul from the province of Stormheim!"

"You all know that we dwarves, gnomes and humans all share the same origin. I originally thought that I had the purest bloodline from my ancestors!"

No one in the hall refuted this point. Dwarves are different from humans and gnomes. Only those with the purest blood among them can unlock the power of their blood: gods descending to earth.

The three Bronzebeard brothers, Kurdran Wildhammer and the original Emperor Thaurissan have all proved this.

And there is Gimli. It is precisely because he can also start the gods to descend to earth that he can sit firmly on the throne of the Dark Iron Dwarves in a short period of time!

"But I found someone whose bloodline is closer to our ancestors. That's King Ymiron of the Vikings!"

Everyone nodded again to indicate that there was nothing wrong.

Seeing that no one in the throne room questioned him, Magni announced directly: "Let the ceremony begin. The longer we delay, the more pain poor Azeroth will suffer. Let us heal this poor, wounded world. I swear on my blood and bones, earth and stone, that the earth will be healed."

Ymiron glanced at Garin, who was at the front of the crowd, then stepped forward to the center of the throne room.

Brian also stepped forward, holding the broken slate in his hand. Behind him stood a dwarf pharmacist holding a crystal bottle filled with turbid liquid.

Ymiron took the slate. The inscription on it was in Titan language, and the language used by the Vikings was inherited from the Titan language, so he took a look and said there was no problem.

After Brian realized that the translation he had prepared would not be used, he also retreated back into the crowd.

Then Imilon began to chant the spell according to the inscriptions on the stone slab!

"This is the reason, the way to become one with the mountains. See, we are earth spirits, 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 want to go home, we are the children of the land, this is the reason."

"Galin."

Brian came to Garin's side and asked softly, "The inscription above says it's an earth spirit, and Ymiron is a Vikus. Is it okay to do this?"

"Is there a better way? How about you become a diamond dwarf?"

Jialin was unsure, but he had to pretend.

He thought that since earthen spirits were rock creatures, and Ymiron was a rock vekul before the Curse of Flesh and Blood, they were all made of stone and had the same properties, except for different sizes. So the ritual should be the same, right?

The ceremony continued, and as Ymiron chanted, Garin felt the temperature in the throne room drop, and before he knew it, it became very chilly.

Garen noticed that Anduin was trembling a little. Because of the existence of the Great Forge in Ironforge, the temperature was quite high. Anduin was only wearing an inner lining and a noble robe. The drop in temperature at this moment was unexpected to him.

Garen put his hand on Anduin's shoulder and pulled his body towards him.

Anduin only felt a warm force transmitted from the big hand into his body, making him warm all over. Moreover, Garin's embrace made him feel safe and comfortable.

"Take a sip of the medicinal soil and drink it. Tell me why you are here, and the mountains will tell you. You will be what you once were, you will be home again, you will become one with the mountains."

When Ymiron read this, the dwarf pharmacist stepped forward and handed the turbid potion to the tall Vikus king.

Yimilon bent down to take the potion, threw it into his mouth without hesitation, chewed the bottle together, and swallowed it down together with the residue in the crystal bottle!

“I am within the earth, one with it. I am one with it, and I listen to the mountains’ answer.”

Jialin remembered that this was the last sentence in the inscription, and the ceremony would be over after reciting this sentence!

The Bronzebeard brothers and members of the Explorers' Association also knew that the ritual would be completed after this sentence was recited, and they also stared at Ymiron with expectant eyes!

He completed the ritual and could hear the earth speaking?