Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The elite members of the delegation were almost at their limit. If most of them were not Draenei Holy Light warriors who were capable of fighting, resisting and healing, they would have been decimated long ago.

Maraad wielded the purple Hammer of the Naaru with great force and blocked more than a dozen Lost Ones by himself, but he still couldn't save the situation because there were too many of them.

The holy light is endless, but the holy light in their bodies is limited. Unlike some people, you can still spend money when the holy light stored in your body is used up, the resource bar will not be reset, and the holy light will not abandon you.

When Shattrath was besieged, Maraad was in the city. Archbishop Larohir ordered Maraad to escort the last batch of refugees out of the city. After leaving the city, Maraad found traces of orcs. He decided to hunt down the orcs first and assured the refugees that "the Holy Light will guide them."

After killing the orcs and returning, Maraad discovered that all the refugees had been killed by the tribe, and the Holy Light did not guide and protect the refugees as he said.

The grief-stricken Maraad fell into deep self-blame and vowed never to abandon any of his people, and embarked on the path of revenge.

Due to excessive bleeding and severe physical depletion, the purple light of the Hammer of the Naaru gradually dimmed. Maraad was already at the end of his strength. With his strength, he could have broken through under the cover of his tribesmen, but he still persisted, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes.

The development of things would not change according to his will. Maraad finally ran out of strength and fainted. His hoof slipped and he half-knelt on the grass. A Lost One saw such a good opportunity, with terrifying fangs on his face revealing a bloodthirsty expression, and he aimed the weapon in his hand at Maraad's head and chopped it down!

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from the forest in the south, and the earth shook slightly. Then a huge golden war hammer flew out of the forest quickly!

Under the attack of the Hammer of Light, the Lost Ones in front of Maraad were smashed to pieces like wooden pins hit by a bowling ball. Some were smashed into the air and fell heavily.

After the attack was completed, the Hammer of Light turned into golden light. After falling from the sky, it did not completely dissipate. Instead, it fell on the Draenei and healed their bodies that were drained of Holy Light.

Maraad was also stunned by the attack of the Hammer of Light. He also knew similar techniques to condense the Hammer of Light, but such power and effectiveness were only seen by the Naaru in his long years!

A troop emitting majestic holy light power rushed out of the forest and headed straight for the Lost Ones.

However, like Maraad and his men, Garen also asked the paladins to show mercy, only injuring these Lost Ones, and then driving them north.

With the arrival of the Broken under his command, Garen has been infiltrating Tuurem. The Lost and the Broken are both cursed Draenei and are essentially the same. The difference is that the Broken still retains their sanity, while the Lost have begun to lose their sanity.

A large number of Broken Ones on Draenor were sliding towards the abyss of the Lost. Every day, a large number of Broken Ones who were unwilling to lose their minds committed suicide. This desperate situation was not curbed until Nobundo was summoned by the elements and taught the shamanism to the Broken Ones.

Now Nobundo is still exiled in Zangarmarsh and the elemental seal of Draenor has not been loosened. Based on the principle of saving as many as possible, Garen asked his Broken Leader Magtur to lead more than a thousand Broken Shamans to form a Broken Organization called Kurenai. They have now begun to contact the Lost Ones of Tuurem.

Perhaps there are similar groups of Broken Ones with noble goals in Zangarmarsh and Nagrand, but without the help of the elemental spirits, it is difficult for them to grow stronger now, so let Garen do it.

Kurenai means "redeemed" in Draenei. Garen hopes that they can use the power of elements to resist their own corrupt desires, and then rescue their compatriots who have experienced the same thing as themselves from various slavery and control, rebuild their homes, and find their true destiny.

The paladins dismounted in front of the Draenei envoys, then went over to help the exhausted Draenei and began to heal their wounds with Holy Light.

Garen brought Garona and Alleria to Maraad. The high-ranking vindicator had already struggled to sit on the grass, with the purple Hammer of the Naaru standing on the ground.

Garin's eyes swept across the majestic crystal hammer of the Hammer of the Naaru.

He is so familiar with this war hammer!

Garin had watched every CG cutscene produced by a certain animation company that was delayed by games dozens of times, and he was especially familiar with Maraad's face.

"Maraad?"

Jialin asked, his tone full of certainty.

"By the Holy Light, do you know me?" Maraad struggled to stand up. His voice was full of fatigue, but still soft and bright.

Not only do I know you, I also know your niece and great-nephews, Jialin thought silently in his heart as he looked up at the figure that was over two and a half meters tall.

"Yes, Lord Maraad, I heard from Maladaar that he had heard of you. He praised you as a warrior of the Holy Light."

Galen's praise made Maraad silent. He thought of the refugees who were abandoned by him and the Holy Light. The scene of their corpses scattered all over the ground was still vivid in his mind.

Garin saw that Maraad was silent, but that did not prevent him from saying: "Garona, take out your necklace."

Garona was touched. She didn't expect that Galin was still concerned about her finding her relatives.

So she pulled out a Draenei-style gem necklace from her cleavage.

The Draenei have an extraordinary talent for gem cutting, and have reached the pinnacle. They have used all kinds of gems and crystals to create a brilliant civilization. Maraad has also made great achievements in gem cutting during his long life, and he recognized at first sight that this gem necklace was his own work!

This is his coming of age gift to his sister Leland!

Maraad took the necklace with trembling hands. Sure enough, there was a Draenei word engraved on the back of the necklace inlaid with gems: "May my sister be safe and happy!"

"Who is the owner of the necklace?"

Maraad's voice was filled with excitement.

As soon as Garona saw the excited expression of the Draenei in front of her, she knew that he recognized the necklace. It seemed that there was news about her relatives!

"It should be my mother. She died when I was born, and this necklace has been hanging on my neck ever since!" Even if I become a slave, I will still protect this necklace that is related to my life experience!

"This necklace! I made it myself as a birthday present for my sister, but she was kidnapped by orcs!"