Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Oshu'gun is not without threats. The Shadow Council has taken a fancy to K'ure's power, and therefore sent some of its warlocks to stay in Nagrand in an attempt to corrupt the ancestral spirits and the dying Naaru.

However, Garin's subordinates are powerful. These 600 people can easily attack a regular legion. A small number of orc warlocks are like chickens and dogs and cannot withstand a single blow.

The large army came directly to the foot of the silver-gray crystal mountain, and a large number of ancestral souls were rescued from the slavery of the warlocks.

The little guys looked curious. They had heard about the Holy Mountain of Woshu from their elders since they were young, but this was the first time they saw it. Gaiaan recalled that more than ten years ago, every year the orcs would put aside their differences and hold a grand ceremony called the "Kashhag Festival" in front of the holy place.

Unfortunately, ever since the disappearance of the Elemental Spirit, the orcs have transformed from clans into a united large tribe and have focused on war, and there hasn't been such a grand occasion here for a long time.

"Let's go in." Garin said. This was the holy mountain of the orcs. The orcs had not tried to enter for hundreds of years. That was an act of blasphemy against their ancestors. However, the Shadow Council helped them dig an irregular secret passage.

Gaiaan nodded. The truth that Garin told was so devastating to the orc that she was unwilling to believe it.

Garin, along with Alleria and ten paladins, and ten royal guards were leading the way in front, while the rest of the men were on guard around. Gaiaan was protecting a few orcs and following behind Garin.

Unexpectedly, after walking through an irregular passage, the road inside became much smoother. The surrounding decorations, murals, and crystals were full of Draenei style, very similar to the Draenei main city of Exodar that Garen had seen before.

When Velen fled from Argus, it was the Naaru who helped them build this spaceship named Genedar, which is similar in style to Storm Fortress and its four satellite ships.

There was no need for Garin to remind him, Gaiaan was the first person to discover these things. As they went deeper, Gaiaan was so shocked that he was speechless. After all, what he heard and what he saw with his own eyes were not the same thing!

The secrets of the Draenei are indeed hidden in the holy mountain of the orcs!

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the group, relying on the holy light of the paladins, finally arrived at the center of the holy mountain. Gaiaan also recovered from his shock. At the same time, he discovered that the lighting energy used by the knights under Garin was somewhat similar to the energy used by the Draenei in the past!

In the center of the spaceship, a light different from the holy light enveloped the entire hall. It was a dark energy that Garin had never seen before. The light could be black.

They looked up and saw a large number of orc souls suspended in the air of this space, and in the center of these souls was a creature similar to black crystal, the Tangram Naaru.

Garin could feel that K'ure was about to run out of energy. From his body, it could be seen that he had been converted by more than 90% of the void energy. He was even worse off than his companion De'uri in the Auchenai Crypts. If the orcs' souls had not been attracted to him by the energy and provided him with some soul energy, he would have been transformed into an entropy demon long ago.

A gentle and beautiful voice echoed in everyone's ears. It was the language of the soul.

"I didn't expect to see the warriors of Holy Light again in this world! I am a member of the Naaru, my name is K'ure, you are standing at the center of my spaceship. The first batch of Draenei came to this world on this spaceship named Oshu'gun by the orcs. Hundreds of years ago, our spaceship unfortunately crashed in Nagrand, and I was seriously injured. The energy in my body was gradually reduced, and I was trapped in the wreckage of the spaceship and couldn't move!"

Garin had expected this and his expression remained calm. Alleria, on the other hand, looked at the black Naaru with curiosity. This was the first time she had seen such a magical life form.

Only Gaiaan felt the most complicated. The last glimmer of hope in her heart had been shattered. Her eyes were empty, like a walking corpse without a soul. She didn't come back to her senses until Gui'er pulled her hand.

"Ancestors... Is our faith really a joke?"

Since Gaiaan was a shaman apprentice, her mentor has been teaching her the legend of Oshu'gun by word of mouth. Every year at the orc gathering, she would go to the holy mountain with her husband to pray and listen to the ancient wisdom of the ancestors. This is the belief she has formed over decades. Even if the elements are blocked and the souls of the ancestors no longer respond to her call, she is still full of hope and proud to be a pure-blooded orc.

As a shaman, she felt this feeling of shattered faith particularly strongly!

On the contrary, Gui'er and Agna were not surprised at all. As a little orc who was raised by Garin in the Holy White City, he was surrounded only by humans and the spirits of his parents. He had never participated in a big orc gathering, nor had he visited the Great Holy Crystal Mountain. He had only heard of it in rumors. Therefore, the two of them only felt a little strange, but not as strongly as their grandmother.

At this time, an orc soul surrounding K'ure came in front of everyone. After Gaiaan saw his face clearly, his face changed: "Galada! My love!"

"Finally you came to Oshu'gun, my love. The moment you established Mag'har, I knew that the final glory of the orcs would be passed on by Mag'har." Galada, in soul form, floated in the air and tried to touch Gaian's cheek with his hand, but unfortunately his palm passed through like a phantom.

"I have a lot of doubts, Galada, I don't know where the future lies!" Gaiaan's tears began to flow. The burden of the Mag'har made her breathless. According to the same lifespan of orcs and humans, Lothar would at most start to become bald. They were stronger than humans. Garona could fight soon after giving birth, while Gaiaan, who was less than fifty, was already aging.

"Kure is the guardian of the Draenei. Now he is infected by the void. Even though he is about to die, he still doesn't want to hurt us and this world. He injected his remaining strength into the wreckage of the Genedar spacecraft, awakening the souls of the orcs and allowing our ancestors to revive in another form to guide the younger generations. This gave birth to the shamanic way of the orcs. In return, we need to provide him with soul energy to help him suppress the transformation of the void power!"

This is the truth of the Holy Mountain, full of drama.

It’s just like the group of people who live a good life and have been worshipping Xu Fu for thousands of years.