Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Garin showed his sincerity and strength, and then Maladar also showed off his skills in front of Garin.

Archbishop Maladar took out a staff from somewhere, and he stood up and held the staff high. A purple light shone on the staff, and the purple light was projected into the sky above the wide hall. The ceiling was shining brightly, and then a large number of light spots were awakened. They flashed in response, becoming brighter and brighter.

Their color changed from violet to blue, to green, to gold, and then they landed, gradually stretching out, slowly taking on their own shapes, and becoming clearer and clearer.

In the end, each light spot turned into a huge human figure, obviously a Draenei, with a sturdy body, wearing gorgeous purple plate armor, with huge war hammers across their shoulders and long cloaks dragging behind them.

A 500-man Draenei army filled the entire hall, their translucent bodies looking extremely strange.

To be honest, if Garin’s own Altar of Kings could not also perform the same trick, Garin would probably be scared to death right now.

At this time he finally understood why the Draenei south of Shattrath fled to Auchindoun, because the orc warriors were also afraid of the weirdness of Auchindoun. It was said that even Kilrogg, the veteran orc warrior, was a little afraid of Auchindoun. It was estimated that except for the group of warlocks of the Shadow Council, no other orcs were willing to gather in this bone wilderness.

"Holy Light Warrior from another world, we have been watching you. I can feel your inner peace and tenacity. You are a powerful Holy Light Warrior." The leading Heroic Spirit Guard said, but his expression was motionless, obviously some kind of soul skill. "Thank you for your help to the Draenei. I am Polistran, once called the Dazzling Light by my tribe. I look forward to fighting alongside you!"

Garin once again carefully looked at the heroic spirit named Polistlan. His eyes were pure gold, and there was a golden mark flashing on his forehead, which showed that he must have been an extremely powerful Draenei garrison commander when he was alive.

"Archbishop, please send someone to serve as our guide. Today we will let the orcs' blood flow like a river to avenge your people!" Garin drew out the sword of the Brotherhood, and holy light flowed on the sword.

Maladaar drew out the blue sword from his waist and said to Garin: "How can I be absent from the fight to destroy the orcs? I am the guide. No one knows the underground labyrinth of Auchindoun better than me!"

"Nimran, you stay in the crypt to comfort the tribesmen. I'll take Garin and the others with me and be back soon!"

With that, the Archbishop strode out of the hall, followed closely by Polistran and the Heroic Elves.

Garin turned to Aurelia and said, "Aully, the tunnel is narrow, which is not conducive to your performance. You take the Royal Guards to help guard here. We will be back soon."

Alleria nodded and didn't try to be brave.

Garin waved his hand, activated the power of holy light, and rushed out with six hundred paladins.

In front is the eerie blue light emitted by the heroic spirit, and behind is the solemn and righteous golden holy light. Two opposing forces are traveling through the tunnel.

Garen suddenly discovered that the races favored by heaven and earth seemed to be more likely to become ghosts after death, such as the Draenei in front of him, and the night elves in Azeroth. The ghosts of the night elves were everywhere, in the Dark Coast, the Broken Isles, and a few ghosts of the night elves would pop out in any grave.

If you dig graves and rob tombs in Azeroth, you will be scared to death if you don’t have the black donkey hoof and the tomb-robbing talisman.

Maladaar, who was in the front, stopped and saw a faint fire at the corner. He indicated that the tunnel occupied by the orcs was behind.

Garin guessed that the area ahead should be the shadow maze of later generations.

Garin signaled to the Archbishop that his men were ready for battle, and then the two groups rushed in. They saw many orcs living at the entrance of the hall. Some were lazily lying on the floor to rest, and some were playing gambling games. Garin and his men's intrusion interrupted them.

The orcs looked at the intruder in shock, and hurriedly stood up to fight for weapons and prepare for a counterattack. Unfortunately, they were too late and had no chance. Garin raised his sword and chopped off the head of an orc who wanted to warn them, and Maladar also pierced the throat of an orc with his sword.

The troops behind him rushed in and fought with the remaining orcs.

Wherever the golden Polistran went, the orcs were terrified. It turned out that not every intelligent creature could face the souls of the dead rationally.

"Archbishop, split up and clean up this area. If you encounter any trouble, crush this scroll!" Garin threw a return scroll to Maladar, and then led the paladins directly into the Shadow Labyrinth.

They were moving very fast. From time to time, orcs came out of the hall to check the situation, but they were all cleaned up by Garin and his men.

When entering a new hall, a green figure suddenly rushed towards Garin, shouting: "Poor intruders, become my food!"

The heavy body caused the ground to tremble slightly when this giant ran. Garin had just entered the dim hall from the tunnel illuminated by holy light when he heard such arrogant words. Moreover, his vision was not very good, but Garin didn't care about anything. He increased the force of the giant sword in his hand by three points and slashed it out fiercely.

The holy light accelerated Garin's speed extremely fast. The green figure did not expect the intruder to be so fast. The two of them made contact with each other at the same time. The golden sword light swung past, and the green figure's movement stopped abruptly!

he died!

With one sword, his head was chopped off, along with his two arms that were blocking it.

Ok?

Only then did Garin see clearly that this was a green Destruction Guardian.

Say the most arrogant words and receive the most severe beating?

You're gone before I could even react?

"You killed Helmer!"

An angry roar was heard, and another tall figure charged towards Garin. This time, the entire hall was illuminated with the entry of the paladins. Garin clearly saw that it was a gray-skinned two-headed ogre charging at him, followed by many orcs and ogres behind him.

The two-headed ogre rushed to Garin, holding the huge stick high in his hand.

Bang!

The two-headed ogre trampled in front of Garin, then swung his huge stick at Garin's head.

The ogre couldn't wait to see the enemy's head explode.

He charged forward quickly, trampled and stunned the target. There was no telling how much brain matter was stained on the huge stick in his hand!

It’s a pity that Garin doesn’t respond to control.

Before the two-headed ogre's giant club came down, Garin's Brotherhood Sword slashed upwards towards the ogre's lower body!

Climb the dragon and kill!