Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Now Garin is also a man with two swords on his back.

The sword of Trollbane Brotherhood and the family sword Tokalar were crossed in an X shape, with the handles of the two long swords sticking out from the shoulders on both sides.

Garin walked back and forth in the Explorer's Hall of Ironforge for the whole morning, carrying two greatswords on his back. The golden Grand Marshal suit, combined with the broad blade of the Sword of the Brotherhood and the cold and shining Tokalar, Garin exuded a mighty and domineering aura.

"Gallin, that's enough. We already know that you are handsome and powerful. You are the first general of the alliance. Can you please stop turning?" Danas couldn't stand it anymore. It was really that Garin was too showy at the moment, and his intention to show off was too obvious. As his cousin, Danas felt so embarrassed.

"Danas, I know you are jealous." Garin pulled out the sword of the Brotherhood and placed it in front of him. "See, this sword was forged by several great blacksmiths of the Thorium Brotherhood. It can cut iron like mud and cut hair like a feather!"

Danas admitted that he was a little jealous. No matter whether he was a warrior or a paladin, a handsome and powerful weapon was more attractive to him than those beautiful noble ladies.

"What's the point of showing off in front of us? Go show off to your ranger general girlfriend!" Danas was furious.

"I have shown it to Shiva, and she was watching beside me when the sword was being forged. Afterwards, I asked the Thorium Brotherhood to make a lot of source arrows for them!"

The inadvertent words once again hit the pain points in the hearts of the two people. Danas went because the rangers could get good things by following them. If he had known this, he would have gone too. At least he could have gotten a weapon. Turalyon went because Garen and Sylvanas had confirmed their relationship, while he was still in love with Alleria.

snort!

The arrogant Danas turned his head away, unwilling to watch Garin show off anymore.

The others around laughed.

That's right, Uther, Dathrohan, Tirion, Turalyon, and Gavinrad were all there, in addition to several first-generation paladins, there was also the Admiral Drake, and three dwarves who were carrying the Darkforge liquor that Galen brought back. They were Muradin and Brann from Ironforge, and Kurdran from Aerie Mountain.

All the generals of the young generation of the Alliance are here, of course the dwarves are not included, they are also considered immortals, and their temperaments are more lively. Compared with Lothar, Daelin, Mograine and others, the three dwarves prefer to get along with Galen and others. ""

They had just finished a pre-war mobilization meeting, and tonight was their last leisure time.

Ever since Galen brought back the news that the Firelord had been expelled and Darkforge Fort had been liberated by the Thorium Brotherhood, Lothar had begun intensive military mobilization, and the time for the march to the Burning Plains was set at dawn tomorrow.

After the Firelord and Nefarian were both defeated in Blackrock Mountain, Gimli ordered the gates of Blackrock Spire to be closed, waiting for the final battle before Darkforge Castle would send troops to encircle the city.

The orcs still don't know what happened within the Dark Iron Dwarves, with whom they once had some cooperation. The arrival of the Warsong Clan made them forget everything.

"Garlin, you know what, the only thing that our Dark Iron Dwarf cousins ​​have done in these years that makes me satisfied is brewing this Sulfuron liquor." Brian drank a large glass of Sulfuron liquor and said happily.

"Drink less, Brian. We have to go into battle tomorrow morning and we have to be in the best condition." Muradin warned his younger brother. As a top warrior and the awakened King of the Hill, Muradin had more self-control than Brian, who was concentrating on digging graves. He only tasted one glass and stopped.

"It's okay, Muradin, drinking will make me feel better." Brian burped.

"Okay everyone, in fact, the Thorium Brotherhood not only gave me a weapon, but also gave me a promise!" Garin's words attracted everyone's attention.

Ever since Garin came back from Blackrock Mountain and brought back several black dragon heads, he has officially become the leader of the new generation. Everyone thought he was very strong before, but they didn't expect him to be so strong that he could even participate in the game between demigods.

By the way, the heads of these black dragons were hung by Brand in the Explorer's Hall.

Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to him, Garin continued, "They have now liberated the Dark Iron Dwarves and ruled Darkforge Fort. They are now extremely wealthy. How could I forget my brothers when I got a magic weapon?"

Danas, the shameless one, was the first to change his expression: "We have it too? Haha, Jialin, you really are worthy of being our brother!"

Looking at the others was also a kind of anticipation. Jialin didn't keep it in suspense and took out a dozen blueprints from his arms.

Maradas. Rune Sword of the Black Dragon Legion!

The Plundered Blade of the Northern Kings!

O'Brien, Soul Breaker!

The Lionheart Slayer Reborn!

Doomsday battle!

Cataclysm Blade

hail!

Dragon scales!

The top one shows the appearance of sword weapons, and the bottom one shows warhammers.

Silver Hand Warhammer!

Dragon Strike!

Halo stone hammer!

The Hammer of Justice of Holy Light!

These drawings were all drawn by Garin based on his memory. They are all weapons that look good. He had spent a lot of time transforming some of them, so he had a deep memory of them.

There was a hardworking goblin craftsman in Molten Core who was working overtime to smelt source ingots. This time, the Thorium Brotherhood was generous. In order to witness the liberation of the Dark Iron Dwarves and the rebirth of Darkforge Keep and its rejoining of the civilized world, they promised Garin to forge a batch of precious weapons for the Alliance generals.

"Choose! Brothers, there will be no such good things after this!" Jialin put the blueprints on the table and let them choose the weapons they like. "Of course, you can also draw the blueprints for Jinli yourself. You don't have to choose the appearance on the blueprints. After all, the one that suits you is the best."

In the end, Uther chose the Light's Hammer of Justice, Dathrohan chose Armageddon, Turalyon took O'Brien Soulbreaker, Tirion asked for Cataclysm, Danath chose the Plundered Blade of the Northern Kings, and Gavinrad took a fancy to the reborn Lionhearted Slayer!

Finally, it was Drake, whose choice was Maradas. Black Dragon Legion Rune Sword! Garin felt that besides the Brotherhood Sword, this was the coolest sword, and Drake was not just a warrior. He was at sea all year round, and his fighting style was close combat with a one-handed sword, and a musket for mid-range and long-range attacks, which was a common fighting style used by the navy.

Muradin, Brian and Kurdlan also looked at the drawings, but did not make any selections. For the prince and even the king of the dwarves, there was no shortage of epic weapons. The elder brother of the Bronzebeard brothers, Magni Bronzebeard, was the best blacksmith among the dwarves. Muradin and his men had no shortage of suitable weapons.

However, Muradin still took note of the appearance of Dragon's Strike and planned to try it himself when he had the chance. After all, this warhammer is really good-looking.