Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The Hell Dragon Sinestra felt the power filling her body, and a feeling arose in her heart that she could tear Nefarian apart alive even if he were still alive.

It’s just that her brain isn’t working well anymore, and she seems to have lost some memories. But Sinestra doesn’t understand why she is so strong. Apart from her master N’Zoth, who else could trip her up?

So the Hell Dragon stopped investigating the matter and began his mission to destroy the world and bring about the Twilight Judgment.

In order to destroy the world, the first thing to be killed is the guardian dragon army that claims to protect the world order.

After being rescued from the Dragonblight, Gudan traveled around the world, summoning Twilight believers from all over. He also drew important forces from the Twilight Bastion, preparing to cooperate with Sinestra's forces to attack the Wyrmrest Temple again!

So, in September of the twenty-fourth year of the Dark Gate calendar, after brewing secretly for more than half a year, a new war broke out again in the Dragonbone Waste.

The dragon clan has really suffered a lot this time.

Soon, the dragon's messenger for help arrived at the palace of Stromgarde.

The ones who came were the red dragon Korialstrasz, the blue dragon girl Tyregosa, and the green dragon princess Mylinthra.

Ever since his failed attempt to report Daval Prestor as a black dragon in disguise, Korialstrasz has rarely stayed in Dalaran.

The real reason was that Gandalf, Kael'thas and other Kirin Tor council members were secretly ostracizing him, and the red dragons also marginalized him, making him a nobody for a time.

Garin did not choose to meet them individually. They took the formal channels to seek help from the Alliance, so Garin issued an Alliance call to summon the members of the Grand Alliance of Azeroth.

However, this time the night elves were still cleaning up the mess at Mount Hyjal and did not arrive.

Instead, it was the members of the Old Alliance: seven representatives from the seven human kingdoms plus Quel'Thalas, Ironforge, and Gnomeregan, all of whom were present.

This shows that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Only a few years after the establishment of the Azeroth Alliance, factions have already emerged, and they are divided by region.

Putting aside the vassal races, among the permanent councilors, the tauren were allies in the early development of Stromgarde. Although their warchief had a close personal relationship with Galen, their territory bordered the night elves to the north and south. Other tauren had more exchanges with the night elves and were more inclined to the night elves.

And the Grand Magister Elisandra of Suramar looks down on the night elves, and they prefer the high elves, the descendants of Dath'Remar.

It's just so magical.

When Garin arrived at the conference hall, everyone was already there. The most conspicuous one among them was Korista, who looked like a high elf. He was pacing anxiously in the center of the hall, and the red dragon and the blue dragon were whispering to comfort him.

His hometown was in danger and he didn't want to waste even a moment. He even complained in his heart about the low efficiency of the human king.

Garin ignored the three dragons. Even if their queen came in person, Garin could still ignore them.

Everyone waited for Garin to take a seat, and then looked forward to it.

"Everyone, the purpose of calling everyone here this time can be guessed by everyone. The sacred place of the dragons is under attack and they need our help."

At Garin's signal, Darien, the leader of his personal guards, came to the wall and pulled out a huge map.

Everyone looked closely and saw that it was the map of Dragonbone Wasteland. The councillors had fought against the Undead Scourge there many years ago and were very familiar with the terrain and various strongholds on the ice field.

However, in the white ice field, there were several huge cracks marked with purple.

Those cracks were like huge mouths of the abyss, swallowing up the entire area.

"Messenger of the Guardian Dragon, please tell us about the current situation!"

After Garin finished speaking, Crassus stepped forward quickly and said, "First of all, I would like to thank your generous Majesty Garin for bringing back those children who left their homes in a critical moment."

Jialin waved his hands. He no longer cared about just two hundred red dragon cubs.

After expressing his gratitude, Crassus pointed at the purple cracks.

"As you can see, the enemy attacked us from underground."

"These huge mouths that emerged from the ground are called the Maws of Madness. They were brought from underground by the Twilight Cult and can breed the hateful servant of the Old God, Esoras!"

At this time, the representative of the high elves, the great wizard Rommath, spoke up: "Master Krasus, if it is just these cracks, we only need to arrange a large-scale magic ritual to destroy them. Are there any other difficulties?"

Archmage Rommath was the Grand Magister of Quel'Thalas, and became the leader of the high elven magisters after Kael'thas ascended to the throne.

He is also one of the Sun King's personal advisors. Like Krasus, Rommath has served the Kirin Tor for a long time and is still in Dalaran in name only.

"Indeed, I once tried to gather a blue dragon raiding team to cast a spell together, but during the casting process, Kalecgos, a powerful member of our team, was captured, and our plan had to be delayed!"

When Jialin heard this, he touched his forehead helplessly and felt speechless.

You are a worthless fighter, worthy of being called such a nobody.

"But Kalecgos is still alive, but we don't have the extra troops to attack the Twilight Cult's stronghold to save him!"

After several high-intensity wars with the Twilight Dragons, the Wyrmrest Coalition's forces have become extremely stretched, and they can barely even defend the Wyrmrest Temple.

That assault team was forced out by Alexstrasza against all odds, but it still failed, which caused Crassus's already limited prestige to suffer another setback.

Now that he has come to the mortals to seek help, he is actually trying to make up for his mistakes.

"Crassus, how do you want the Alliance to help you?"

The current situation in Dragonblight is very similar to the Twilight Highlands in the previous life.

Today, the Northeron Highlands is the core province of the Kingdom of Stromgarde, easily supporting the country's economy. Under heavy guard, the cultists can hardly move an inch here.

"Your Majesty Galin, the evil Old God is behind the Twilight Cult and the Twilight Dragons. His goal is to destroy Azeroth!"

Krasus bowed to Garin and the surrounding alliance members, explaining the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold".

"I hope that everyone in the alliance can start a state of total war and join forces to thwart the conspiracy of the ancient gods!"