Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

When Garin stepped into the new Brave New World, he smelled a familiar scent of pine and earth.

This is a huge pine forest with a rushing river running through it.

Looking at the terrapins wandering by the riverbed and the brown bears prowling in the forest, Garin quickly confirmed where he and others were!

"Hillsbrad."

He was so familiar with this place that he was even sure that Durholde Keep was to their east!

Gulu...

Feeling the sounds coming from the little person's stomach in his arms, he realized that Altria had not eaten for most of the day.

After throwing two fireballs from a very long distance, a freshwater turtle and a brown bear were cooked to death on the spot.

So in the dark night, several people enjoyed a campfire dinner on the high ground by the river.

Watching Altria eating the bear paws he had roasted himself, Garin felt relieved to start a conversation with Mnozdo.

"The world seems relatively normal, but I don't know how long it will last?"

Two golden runes in the shape of stopwatches were reflected in Mnozdo's eyes. After checking them, he said, "We can still hold on for another ten years."

After more than ten years, Jialin nodded with satisfaction. He finally found the right timeline. The next step was to try whether his idea could be established.

"If I drastically change this time branch, will it affect our world?"

Munozdo had already understood Garin's plan. He told his boss solemnly: "Great Lord, do you know how to weave?"

"As the shuttle of the loom moves, the warp and weft threads are entangled, and cloth is created. A loom is a miniature world. If you want to destroy a world, you only need to destroy a few important nodes!"

Azeroth itself is special, and it has been collectively blessed by the Titan Pantheon, which makes it unique.

This includes her timeline!

It is a complex network structure. Every important time node is intertwined with each other. If it is interfered by external forces, the timeline will go in the wrong direction.

That kind of mistake will lead to time tributaries.

"My plan is not feasible?" Jialin was speechless. Wouldn't this time journey be in vain?

Even if it was regarded as a parent-child activity, it was a failure.

"In fact, most tributaries will not affect the main body of the world line, just like the sleeves of the main body of a piece of clothing. When it ends does not affect the length of the clothes..."

"But if too many time points are affected at one time, it will cause terrible problems."

"The Bronze Dragon Legion will send out its members to maintain stability at a certain point in time, be alert to external interference, and promptly clear out unstable factors that cause chaos."

Munozdo paused after he finished speaking. This long paragraph contained a lot of information, and Garin needed to digest it carefully.

Garin doesn't need to understand too much, he just needs to imagine different timelines as different parallel universes.

"I clearly feel that the errors and flaws in this timeline have reached such a serious level that it can't even flow forward normally."

"When the tributaries of time become less important, or perhaps are about to disappear, according to the custom of the Bronze Dragon Legion, the one sent here should be a young dragon. I now have enough power to hide it from him until the timeline is about to disappear..."

That means the plan works!

Jialin's heart was burning with excitement!

After a night's rest, Garin and Munozdo split up, he went to find the dragon in charge of this time stream, while Garin drove the magic carpet, taking Artoria and the farmer to the east.

On the way, Jialin was thinking about his plan.

Now he needs to confirm the time point where he is, and then find a secret mine to let the farmers build a base and increase the population.

Then I will go to Stromgarde and see if Garin in this time and space is still alive, I will take his place...

The plan goes through!

The flying carpet was moving very fast, and amid Altria's laughter, they soon saw a huge castle!

Durholde Keep!

Looking at the intact castle and the shackled orc slaves outside, Garin realized that the time point he was in should be after World War II and before World War III!

The castle was not a prisoner-of-war camp itself, but it was the nerve center for all the other camps.

There were dozens of guards standing guard at the castle gate. After the flying carpet stopped at the gate, they saluted Garin respectfully. Anyone who could operate the flying carpet had to be a magician of at least intermediate level!

"Master Mage! Welcome to Durnholde Castle! Whether you are here to buy slaves or watch the gladiatorial contest tomorrow, you will have a wonderful experience!"

The guards were very confident. Durnholde Keep was the largest orc internment camp in the north of the continent, and it was also a famous arena on the continent. Most of the northern nobles who had needs would choose to come here.

Ding!

A gold coin was thrown out and accurately stuck on the guard captain's belt!

"Who is the person in charge here? Take me to see him!"

The gold coins led the way, and the captain's originally flattering face became even more smiling: "It's General Drake, I will take you to see him now..."

Drake?

Garen recalled and did not remember any general with this name in Lordaeron.

But it doesn’t matter, with my own strength, I can easily control him.

"This way please, honorable Master!"

The captain of the guard gave a few instructions to his deputy, then personally led Garin and his party into the castle and walked towards the highest point in the castle.

The castle was filled with a festive atmosphere, and the orange and yellow flags flying above the castle fluttered in the breeze.

Jialin was confused.

The seven human kingdoms have their own representative colors: Lordaeron (white), Dalaran (purple), Stromgarde (red), Stormwind (blue), Kul Tiras (green), Alterac (orange), Gilneas (black)...

What the hell is this orange and yellow flag?

Perhaps this is what happened on this road of time?

Probably!

Led by the captain of the guard, they passed through layers of checkpoints and reached the highest point of the castle, where they met General Drake who ruled here.

The moment he saw the general, Garin recognized him!

Escape from Lieutenant Drake in Durnholde Keep!

An ambitious soldier, he focused on the glory of his time during the Second War. His ambition was matched only by his hatred for the green-skinned orcs who had slain many of his own warriors, a hatred he inflicted as cruel punishment on the prisoners of the Durnholde Keep concentration camp.

This is Draco’s background introduction. I didn’t expect that in this parallel universe, he would become a general and reach the pinnacle of his life?