Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Garin put a package on the ground and backed away. The guard came forward and picked up the package only after seeing him moving away.

Gaian was already showing signs of old age at this time, and his eyes were purple, unlike the green-skinned orcs polluted by the devil's blood, whose eyes were only a bloodthirsty red.

Her hair was still thick, but there were some gray strands mixed in.

At this time, the female shaman was preparing herbs in the house. After the shaman lost her healing spells, the orcs could only rely on traditional methods to collect herbs and prepare healing ointments to treat diseases.

In the Nagrand grasslands, herbs and plants are still thriving, but this greenest and most vibrant place in Draenor is home to sick and weak orcs. The warriors abandoned the old and weak to fight in other worlds, and she can only shoulder the responsibility of continuing the pure-blooded orcs.

"Elder Gaiaan!"

A hurried shout interrupted the shaman's actions. She could only put down the herbs in her hand, stand up and push open the door of her hut.

"What's the matter?" Gaiaan recognized that he was one of the few warriors in the village, and it was his turn to guard the gate today.

"Elder, a group of strange races have come to the door. They claim to be friends of Lord Durotan!" The guard gently placed the package on his back in front of Gaiaan.

Gaiaan opened the package and his pupils shrank. Inside the package was a clan’s battle flag!

A blue wolf head logo.

Before her husband died, he passed the position of Frostwolf Chieftain to his youngest son Durotan. Later, Frostfire Ridge was destroyed by a riot of fire elements. The Frostwolf Clan lost their homeland and had to migrate with their entire clan. Later, Durotan and his wife led the young and strong men of the clan to follow the tribe to fight!

It’s been six years!

She knelt in front of the Frostwolf flag, gently stroking the blue wolf head logo with her rough palm, tears streaming from her eyes like water.

After a long while, she calmed down and said to the guard, "Don't keep our guests waiting at the door for too long. Take me to see them."

Garin at the door had already put away the Dog King and all the mounts in the animal shed, and was quietly waiting for Gaiaan's arrival. The Orc Swordmaster was held in the hands of a high-level knight.

The guard brought Gaiaan to the gate and scanned the group carefully.

Gaian recognized the tiger men behind Garin. These tiger men should not belong to Nagrand. The Bladethroat Tiger Men of Nagrand had brown and yellow fur, the Howling Claw Tiger Men had yellow and spotted fur, and these ten tiger men were blue and purple.

The knowledgeable Gaiaan guessed that they should come from Tanaan Jungle, and only the tigers there had fur of this color.

Gaiaan had never seen Garin and his group, but in recent years, scouts from the Dark Portal had brought news of the Horde back to Draenor, letting the remaining orc clans know what race the Horde was fighting against in another world. Gaiaan had already guessed what race they were.

"Are you humans from Azeroth?" Gaiaan asked softly, but compared to her calmness, the Mag'har orcs around her were nervous, because they knew that the orc tribe was fighting with humans.

"Yes, respected orc elder, Durotan's mother, Go'el's grandmother, I come from Stromgarde in Azeroth, and my name is Galen."

Garin didn't care about being recognized. The old, weak and sick Mag'har were not enough for him to pick on alone.

"Alliance? Humans? You came to Draenor? Did the Horde fail? And my father... is he still alive?"

Several strong-looking orc children poked their heads out from the city gate, their eyes full of anticipation.

"Garrosh, Yorin, go back!" Gaiaan scolded the approaching orc children. She would not put the children in danger before she was sure of the humans' intentions.

"Haha."

Garin chuckled. He didn't expect that the second generation of the tribe was so young and cute at this time. Gui'er should be the oldest among the group. But Agna was not seen, and he didn't know what Gui'er's young wife looked like now.

"I am a human from another world. I have fought against both of your fathers. Grom and Kilrogg are both powerful orcs and warriors worthy of respect."

"Did they...did they die in battle?"

"That's not the case. Grom and the Triple Bloodblade broke through the Alliance's siege and escaped. Kilrogg should have returned to Hellfire Citadel after his defeat. As for Saurfang, he was suppressed in a valley by my vassal."

Garin did not belittle the orcs, he was just explaining the battle report normally, which could actually highlight his own strength. Didn't you see that Alleria's eyes became much more proud?

"Okay, guests, chatting at the door is not our Maghar way of hospitality. Let's go in." From Garin's words and actions, she felt that these humans had no ill intentions, at least they would not hurt the children.

"Please bring the tiger people in as well. I have restored their connection with the elements. Let them help your people heal their diseases."

Gaiaan was shocked by Garin's understatement. Living near the Throne of Elements made her deeply aware that the Wrath of Elements had been sealed somewhere and could not respond to the Shamans' call. She quickly tried it, but found it still didn't work. So how did the tiger people do it?

Gaiaan didn't believe it.

As a result, the tiger shaman cast healing chains in Garadar and inserted healing totems to restore the Mag'har patients to health, which convinced Gaiaan.

"This is a new elemental contract. If you are interested, you can sign it directly!" Garin handed over a scroll. At this moment, he was wondering about the progress of Gandalf and the others. The vacancy for the wind element had been reserved for the wind prince Sunderland. As for the water element, Garin was at a loss. Apart from Duke Hydraxis, Garin only knew one Tidehunter Neptulon. Gandalf should not attack them without knowing his own limitations, right?

Gaiaan took the elemental contract and did not respond to Garin. After a while, she said, "How is Durotan? What happened?"

Garen began to rummage through his backpack. He remembered that he had used the photo stone to record the assassination of Durotan and his wife, and asked Garona to send a copy to Orgrim to instigate him to launch a coup as soon as possible.

found it!

Jialin took out the image stone and turned on the image.

In the picture, Durotan and his wife and their Frostwolf companions are fighting against assassins from the Shadow Council.

"Oh! It's Draka!" An orc girl watched Durotan's wife kill an assassin, speaking in admiration.

The scene changed, and Orgrim's personal soldiers rebelled and attacked Durotan from behind.

"traitor!"

Several little orc boys slammed the table hard, looking angry.

“This is not honorable!”

The Frostwolf died, Durotan fell to the ground, and Draka fled with the child in her arms, finally putting the child in a basket and letting it float away with the current.

"How pitiful." This was the comment made by several children.

When the video ended, Gaiaan's face was filled with tears and he was filled with sorrow.

"You don't have to be sad, elder. I saved Durotan and his wife. They are living well in our world and have raised their child. Go'el is a very talented shaman, well, almost the same as this child."

Garin did not forget to rub Agna's head, and helped Gui'er to leave a good impression on her.