Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Fire in July.

Hundreds of flaming meteors flew out from the southern foot of Mount Hyjal and flew in all directions!

"coming!"

Galen muttered to himself as he watched the huge ball of fire erupt from the ground from the peak of the Temple of Malorne.

That was the mutation caused by the fusion of the Firelands and the Barrier of Azeroth. After waiting for so long, Ragnaros finally couldn't hold back anymore.

These days, the night elf sentinels and the war druids of the Cenarion Circle are all on edge. The invasion from the Firelands at any time makes them feel like they are facing a formidable enemy. Fortunately, their beloved leader and the demigod of the wilderness are in charge, which gives the soldiers great confidence.

Not only the soldiers, but Galinlema could not wait any longer. After the Wind Territory was pacified, the next was the Fire Land, and after that, Deeprock and the Throat of the Abyss were waiting for him.

At this moment, Garen was fully armed. Wearing a Nordrassil suit and with a height of nearly three meters, he looked quite majestic. He had the Blessed Sword of Thunderfury Windseeker hanging on his waist and the Shield of Earthscale on his back.

Behind him, the three demigods of the wilderness, the white wolf, the wild boar, the giant bear, and the cheetah, were also on high alert.

boom!

A large number of fireballs fell to the ground, burning everything around them that could be ignited. Fortunately, after confirming the direction of Ragnaros' invasion, Galen had already ordered Fandral to lead his men to isolate the forest on the southern foot of Mount Hyjal from the north.

But the next moment, Fandral was shocked, because those fireballs actually burned the land and rocks on the ground into magma, and then continued to spread to the north, east and west. All the trees touched along the way broke with a hissing sound, and then disappeared in a burst of fire.

The night elves had no way to deal with this. They could only blame themselves for abandoning arcane magic and elemental spells and practicing only the spells of Elune and nature, which was why they were now restrained by fire.

However, this loss is nothing. As long as Ragnaros and the Firelands are successfully eliminated, the druids can replant a forest in minutes!

"Boom!"

With an explosion that resounded through the sky, a huge crack appeared on the southern foot of Mount Hyjal. Amid the eruption of magma, the passage to the Land of Fire gradually squeezed into the real plane of Azeroth!

Bang!

There was another soft buzzing sound, but this time only Garin could hear it!

This is a gentle sound that comes from the world, indicating that the alien space of Fireland is completely connected with Azeroth.

A towering spire slowly rises from the lava. It is Sulfuron Spire, the tallest building in Ragnaros's Palace!

"Servants of the Land of Fire, attack! Burn everything in this world, the flames will purify everything! Nothing can stop the coming of the flames!"

As Ragnaros finished his words, the army of fire elementals in the Sulfuron Spire rushed out madly!

These include the fire demon, the pure fire element, the fire storm element composed of fire and wind, the galloping flame element combined with fire and earth, and the lava dog.

There were also many Twilight's Hammer believers who had infiltrated long ago. They removed their disguises and joined the army of fire elements in destroying the holy mountain of Mount Hyjal.

Looking from the Temple of Malorne, the originally tree-lined southern foothills of Mount Hyjal have disappeared, and the area around the Sulfuron Spire has completely turned into a lava purgatory. From the Darkwhisper Canyon in the east to the outskirts of the Grove of Aessina and the Dark Gray Lake where Toothor is located in the west, scorching earth and charred soil walls can be seen everywhere.

The entire southern line of Hyjal is occupied by the Twilight's Hammer and fire elementals!

At this time, Fandral hurriedly transformed into a storm crow and came to ask Garin whether to start the next plan.

Garin took a deep look at his free-range disciple. In the original history, he would replace the administrator Exotus who died in Molten Core and become the new administrator of the Land of Fire, guarding the courtyard of Sulfuron Castle for Ragnaros.

Because of the appearance of Garen, his destiny changed. Not only did he not lose his beloved son and granddaughter, he continued to serve as the marshal of the night elf army, and three generations lived happily together.

Given the social environment in which the night elves hate arcane energy and elemental magic, Fandral will probably never practice Flame Druidry in his lifetime, and the Flame Cat and Scorpion forms will never have a chance to appear on the stage of Azeroth.

With thousands of thoughts in mind, Garin said to Fandral: "Now I leave it to you, Fandral, go and show your talent!!"

"Yes, Master! I will not let you down!"

Fandral was waiting for these words, and turned around and transformed into a Storm Crow again and flew to the front line!

The valley northwest of the Land of Fire was originally the site of the temple of the turtle demigod Tutola. Due to the emergence of the Land of Fire, the valley has become a scorched land, and the old turtle and his descendants had to retreat to the Dark Gray Lake farther away.

When Fandral landed here, the old turtle immediately crawled out of the lake at a speed that was inconsistent with his nature.

"Druid, has Galinrema given the order to attack?"

"The time has come, and our mentor has allowed us to march into the Land of Fire!" Although Fandral did not understand Tutuola's urgency, he still patiently replied to the turtle demigod.

"That's good. I'll go gather my offspring right away!" Without waiting for Fandral's reaction, the turtle demigod entered the dark gray lake again.

Fandral was a little confused, and turned to ask Maiev who was standing in the corner: "Lady Maiev, what happened to Lord Tutuola? He is so anxious today, which is not in line with his slow personality."

"Lord Teropene has been captured by the Twilight Cult." Maiev's cold voice came from the Owl Iron Helmet.

Teropene is the eldest son of the old turtle Tutuola. He has pure blood. Although he failed to advance to demigod, relying on his racial advantages, Teropene has lived with the night elves in Mount Hyjal for thousands of years.

Teropene must be rescued as soon as possible, otherwise it will have an impact on the night elf army over time.

Fandral was stunned for a moment, but quickly calmed down and ordered the night elf army to march towards the Land of Fire!

The army's initial offensive went smoothly.

The fire elemental armies on the periphery were relatively weak, mostly low-intelligence secondary fire elements and ordinary scorching fire demons. Led by Archdruid Shaun Moonclaw and Broll Bearmantle, the night elf army was unstoppable, and with the aid of sufficient water from the Moonwell, they quickly captured the Scar of Flame east of Dark Gray Lake.

Fandral continued his efforts, and under his command the army once reached the core of the Fire Land.

However, because the advancement speed was too rapid, at the critical moment, the leader of the Twilight Cultists here, the two-headed ogre Gagar, and the Twilight Dragon Queen Cecelia, brought reinforcements to attack the flank of the night elf army and cut off the army's supplies.

At this time, the sky above the Fire Land was covered with a large number of flying Twilight Drakes, and there were also many ogres and the Faceless Men, the servants of the Old Gods, on the ground.

This forced Fandral to retreat to the Scar of Flame to rest and recuperate.

Because of the commander's impatience and lack of preparedness for the enemy, the night elf army's first attack on the Firelands failed, which made Fandral extremely upset.

After learning from his mistakes, Fandral adjusted his mindset and sent out a large number of scouts to investigate the enemy again.

Soon after, at Fandral's summons, Skyhowler Omulon led many raptor druids to the Molten Front, and the green dragon princess Mylinthra also led the Emerald Green Dragon Legion to attack the Twilight Drakes!

It's not just a battle in the sky. Maiev also takes action on the ground and joins the battle on the Molten Front with the Shadowwatch.

A new hunt begins!