Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The Eredar have a history of millions of years. They are blessed by the Protoss of Argus and therefore have infinite longevity and outstanding talents. Velen is also over 25,000 years old and has 25,000 years of experience in fighting against the Burning, um, guerrilla experience.

But think about it from another perspective. If Garen had been Velen, he would have been defeated long ago because of the endless pursuit by Kil'jaeden's legions, with only a small number of people and constant casualties.

This reminded Garin of the game he played in his previous life. His hometown was completely demolished, with only the last few griffins left. They were chased all over the map and surrendered long ago.

So Viren is a truly great man!

Moreover, he is also the longest-lived powerful boss that Garin has ever seen except for the king of the five-colored dragons. Compared with the five dragon kings, Garin dared to plot against them, but for Velen, one of the few bosses in the Warcraft universe who was hostile to the Burning Legion and survived and finally fought back, Garin has only respect, unparalleled respect.

The Five-Colored Dragon King called Garin a mortal, and Vilen called Garin brother!

"The tragic fate of the Draenei is caused by me. Every death of a member of the tribe is due to my wrong decisions!"

Velen felt a mixed feeling in his heart when he received Garen's praise. He had relied on the foresight of the artifact to lead the Draenei in exile among the stars for more than 20,000 years. The people were exhausted and they finally stopped in Draenor to recuperate. However, his peaceful policy brought disaster to the tribe that had just begun to recover its population, and a large number of Draenei were massacred by the orcs.

"Prophet, please call me Galen. This is not your fault. Orcs are not born evil and violent. It was only Kil'jaeden's deception that made them corrupt."

Garin comforted Velen, although Garin also felt that Velen made a wrong decision in Draenor and trusted the orcs too much. Even if you get along well with each other, you still have to be on guard, right?

After all, you are a race with more than 20,000 years of experience in fleeing, and your history also spans millions of years. Have you not understood the truth that those who are not of our race must have different hearts? Are you living a dog's life at your age?

Of course, Garin only thought about this in his mind and there was no way he would expose Velen's shortcomings in front of him.

"Garlin, I have glimpsed the fate of Draenor, and now the fate of this planet has deviated from the direction of destruction. It is you and the Crusaders who changed it!" As Velen spoke, the holy light emblem on his forehead lit up, and it reflected the purple gem on the staff behind him. That should be one of the Atama crystals left by the Naaru: Song of Souls!

"That's right, Prophet. Draenor's fate is destruction, but fate is not predetermined. It can be changed. The original intention of the Crusades was to fight against the Burning Legion and change fate!"

Garin's words were powerful and sincere. In the beginning, he wanted to rely on the Heart of Origin to change his fate of mediocrity and destruction, the fate of Stromgarde's disintegration, and the fate of his relatives and friends.

Now, as the Crusaders become more and more powerful, Garen's ambitions are also growing. He wants to change the fate of Azeroth and Draenor and fight against the Burning Legion.

Vilen opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. The first impression might be false, but through a few words of soul communication with Garin, he felt that what Garin said was true.

"Gallin, can I trust you?"

The Draenei can no longer afford the losses. Velen is now walking on thin ice. Even after predicting the future, he still finds it difficult to make up his mind. The number of his people has reached the bottom. One wrong step will lead to the genocide.

"Prophet, has the Holy Light not given you any revelation? Lords K'ure and Deori asked me to help the Draenei, so I came and recaptured Shattrath City."

Garen spoke quite sincerely. The number of Draenei had indeed declined to a certain extent, and they lacked armed forces, but Garen was not short of troops. He only needed the Draenei's technological level. It was true that they were an exiled race, but they were interstellar refugees!

The word "interstellar" in interstellar refugees is the value of the Draenei people.

The warships of Azeroth are still powered by sails, and the dwarf aircraft had to rely on the sample machine donated by Garin to be successfully developed. It is unknown how long it will take to go into outer space.

Moreover, all Draenei have a long lifespan. Even a pig that lives for 20,000 years will have rich experience. It would be a good choice to select some of them to serve as the commander of your legion.

"And our home planet, Azeroth, is a planet with huge potential, breeding the strongest Titans. We are born to be hostile to the Burning Legion. This is the innate foundation of our alliance. Prophet, migrate the Draenei to Azeroth. I will help you find a fertile land so that you can recuperate and restore the population!"

Velen is very strong at the demigod level, but what Garen really values ​​about him is not his combat ability, but his auxiliary ability and leadership charisma. He is even better than Alonsus in inspiring people. For the Old Gods who are good at bewitching people, Velen is their nemesis. Therefore, preserving the Draenei can only benefit Azeroth and not harm it.

Excluding the cursed destroyers, there are only a few hundred thousand healthy Draenei at most, less than 200,000. They are not even as many as the divided Kingdom of Alterac. Garen can just find a place to settle them.

Two hundred thousand Draenei can be fed by building hundreds or thousands of farms!

The old prophet closed his eyes again, and his left hand slowly turned the crystal rosary in his hand, obviously thinking about something.

"The Holy Light unites us! Galen, the Draenei will be the Crusaders' most steadfast allies!"

Velen held out his purple palm, and Galin grinned, holding out his hand as well, shaking it tightly with the Prophet.

"The Crusaders will always support the Draenei!"

The holy light on the two people began to blend, and at this time, Garin felt that the core of Velen's holy light was salvation!

And Velen also vaguely sensed the core of Garin's holy light attributes: judgment and judgment!

"Prophet, I wonder what arrangements you have for the group of Draenei called the Broken!"

"Garlin, thank you for selflessly spreading the shamanic way among my suffering compatriots. You saved all the Broken Ones, but now they are divided into the noble Kurenai and the radical Gray Tongue Oathsworn. In addition to the rejection of my own people, it is difficult for me to get them to return to the Draenei tribe."

“Please ask the Crusaders to take good care of the Broken Ones!