Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Garen suppressed the elemental realm, Stromgarde's navy conquered Vashj'ir, the Earthen Ring repaired the Pillars of Earth, and all major forces in Azeroth carried out earthquake relief, restored people's livelihood, and wiped out the evil Twilight Cultists.

As everyone was busy, the 23 years of the Dark Portal era unknowingly came to an end.

However, as good news came in from all over the place, members of the Grand Council of Azeroth felt that a bigger storm was brewing.

Vol'dun, a territory belonging to the Zandalari trolls, is located in the northwest of the Zandalari Islands, bordering Nazmir to the east and Zuldazar to the south. It is a vast and barren land.

The land is dotted with gravel hills, salt plains and rocky areas.

In the eyes of the Zandalari trolls, this is a death zone. Its danger comes not only from the harsh terrain of this barren land, but also from the murderous creatures living in it.

"Haven't you found any trace of them yet?"

In a valley somewhere northeast of Wharton, Dadasohan was wearing a gray cloak that concealed his armor and head. In the light of the campfire, his face was covered with sand and he looked extremely tired.

"I'm sorry, Bishop Dadasohan, the wind and sand have covered their tracks, and it's difficult for us to find them right now!"

Several paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand answered Dathrohan's questions with shame on their faces.

Ugh!

Dathrohan sighed.

Half a year ago, Archbishop Benedictus even sent others to Northshire Abbey to investigate the assassination of Bishop Natalie. He followed the clues all the way from Elwynn Forest to the Western Plains, and finally came to this barren land overseas.

The elite Knights of the Silver Hand are devout in their faith and are good at fighting, but unfortunately they are second to none in tracking, especially outside the Alliance-controlled areas. They have lost their native support and are unable to move forward.

Just when the first generation of Paladins were at a loss, the alarm outside their camp was triggered.

The thirty paladins following Dathrohan were instantly alarmed, grabbed their holy hammers, holy swords, and holy shields and immediately entered combat status.

When they arrived at the entrance of the valley, they found that the brother in charge of guarding had been subdued by a slender figure, who seemed to be a human being like them.

The Silver Hands who rushed out were furious, but were stopped by Dasohan when they were about to attack.

He saw the symbol the female human wore on her chest, a dagger hidden in the shadows, and he relaxed.

Although the alliance of the East Continent has developed into a large alliance that includes the forces of the four continents of east, west, south and north, this behemoth is essentially a loose union.

But this is just the opinion of ordinary people. The top figures in Azeroth and the core leaders of various forces stand firmly beside Garen.

For example, Dathrohan, the first generation paladin, has a close relationship with Garen, so he has come into contact with the hidden blade.

"Cough cough!"

Dathrohan stepped forward alone and asked in a low voice: "A friend of the Hidden Blade?"

"Vanessa VanCleef, from the First Brigade of the Hidden Blades!" The female stealth fighter in blood-red tight leather armor put away the dagger in her hand, and a cold voice came from under her red mask.

"These two brothers are too nervous. I have no choice but to subdue them." Vanessa glanced at a knight who was blinded and walking around, and a dizzy knight. The knights of the Silver Hand were indeed alert. Even if she took action at the first moment, they still issued a warning.

It seems that what his father said was right. There is no false reputation. They are indeed as difficult to deal with as the iron cans of the Holy Shield Knights.

At this moment, Vanessa put away her contemptuous thoughts.