Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

After three thousand Griffin Knights and six thousand heavy infantry took off, twenty destroyers entered the Kuroshio Strait.

As Socres Heights came within range of the destroyer's guns, the gunners calibrated their firing coordinates.

"preparation!"

"emission!"

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The muffled sound of artillery shells firing could be heard across the Kuroshio Strait, sounding like the rumbling thunder during a storm.

As the shells approached Socrethar Rise, the burning shells let out a death roar, rushing towards the earth below in a destructive manner in the dark sky.

This awakened the powerful demons and fallen draenei on the high ground. While they were still looking for the source of the sound, sparks exploded on Socrethar Highland.

At this time, the dark draenei and demons stationed on the high ground were awakened by the bombardment and were stunned by the explosion. The collapsed houses and explosions caused a large number of casualties. The confused laborers were awakened from their sleep and ran around on the high ground.

The ruthless shells were still pouring down. Garin's order was to use up all the ammunition stored in the cabin in the shortest possible time. The artillery fire was no joke.

The enemies who were unfortunately hit by the shells were vaporized on the spot, and those who survived by chance were also injured in the aftermath of the explosion. Building debris from the houses and stones and mud on the ground were shot in all directions, turning any objects they encountered along the way into sieves.

In the Temple of Osar, Sergeant Major Migra rushed out of her residence. Ten thousand years of interstellar travel had given her rich experience. She knew that her side was under attack and made the correct judgment at the first time.

Migra killed a worker who ran away from her. She roared with a ferocious look on her face:

"Keep calm! Don't panic, idiots! Dark swordsmen! Spread out! Stay alert, pay attention to the surroundings, and find strong fortifications to avoid bombardment!"

Just as the enemies on the high ground were running around, the Griffin Riders had already arrived above Socrethar Highlands.

The artillery fire stopped covering fire, and the high ground below was in ruins.

Garin glanced at Alleria, and after the latter nodded, he hugged the elf's slender waist and jumped!

Garin's action sent a signal to the rest of the griffin knights. They steadied the griffin's body, and the heavy infantrymen on the griffin's claws untied the ropes on their bodies and descended rapidly.

Unlike the heavy infantrymen who were equipped with parachute backpacks on their backs, Garin was flying down in mid-air with Aurelia without any protective gear. This reminded him of the feeling of jumping down from the Sky Fortress.

"Eh ha!"

Garin spread his wings of holy light in mid-air, and his excitement also made Alleria enter a state of excitement. She believed that Garin would not let her get hurt, so she held her Thas'dorah in her hand, drew an arrow from the quiver behind her, and aimed at the Sargerei dark swordsman who was running around on the ground!

Whoosh whoosh!

Three stars in a row!

The three dark draenei who were alive and kicking just now died on the spot the next moment.

Boom!

His grandma!

My legs are numb!

Garin frowned after landing. He originally thought that after breaking through the high-level legendary strength, his body should be strengthened to the limit of human beings, and the next step would most likely return to the iron body of the Vikus. Unexpectedly, the altitude of 300 meters still made him suffer the recoil force.

However, the landing posture was very handsome, and some minor flaws were acceptable. He gently placed Aurelia on the ground, then loosened her waist.

Only then did Garin have the leisure to shift his attention to the scenery of the highlands. The ground of the highlands was full of huge depressions similar to craters, which looked very much like the surface of the moon.

The cannon barrage was so terrifying.

Garin suddenly felt a little regretful that he had not added some materials to the cannonballs, such as holy water, steel balls soaked in water, etc., which would have absolutely a great effect.

The wings of holy light spread out behind Garin emitted brilliant golden light, attracting the attention of the surrounding Sargerei dark swordsmen, including more than a dozen six-armed witches over four meters tall!

When this group of demons saw Garin, bloodthirsty light flashed in their eyes. The holy light of order, the evil energy of chaos, and the corrosive shadow power have always been incompatible. They rushed towards Garin in a black crowd!

Jialin grinned. He hadn't killed anyone in a long time. It was like you didn't take the road to heaven, but you broke into hell!

Garin drew out the sword of the Brotherhood, and pointed the tip of the sword straight to the sky: "Accept the judgment of the Holy Light, traitors of the Draenei!"

The sword of the Brotherhood flashed with golden light, and it flowed down Garin's arm to his feet. The holy light energy was injected into the earth. A golden flame ignited on the ground beneath his feet, and then spread in all directions, burning all the Draenei dark swordsmen and witches who approached!

With Garen's current strength, the holy light he displays can truly be called the nemesis of evil. In Draenor, except for the two Naaru who claim to be the spokespersons of the holy light, even Velen cannot compare to them.

Of course, Garen, a paladin who majored in retribution and took protection as an elective, would not compete with Velen, a draenei who mainly worked as a priest, in terms of the offensiveness of Holy Light.

The weakest ones among the group of dark swordsmen were directly burned by the holy light in the dedicated area, and then turned into a pool of black ash. The stronger ones forcibly gathered the power of darkness under their feet and fought against the holy light energy on the ground before they could get close to Garin.

How could Jialin just stand there and give them a chance?

While they were distracted, the Sword of the Brotherhood swept across, beheading all the dark swordsmen within the attack range.

Sergeant Major Migra in the distance noticed the movement here, and when he turned around, he saw Garin killing dozens of her men!

"Damn Holy Light!"

Migra looked at Garin with disgust. After she chose to betray, the infusion of dark power made her extremely hostile to the holy light she once believed in.

Migra raised his sword and leaped from the air to attack Garin, perfectly avoiding the Holy Light Land on the ground.

"clang!"

The Sword of the Brotherhood and the Dark Rune Sword intersected, and Garin's legs bore the weight of two people. The ground beneath his feet became soft due to the impact and bombardment just now, and Garin was pressed down in an instant.

Garin narrowed his eyes, looked at the Dark Draenei swordsman who was still in mid-air, and changed his moves directly to knock her to the ground!

Unfortunately, he underestimated Sergeant Major Migra, an old Draenei who was tens of thousands of years old and had rich combat experience. He used Garin's strength to jump back!

Oops, I met my match!