Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Garen had long realized that the future of the tribe could not be carried on Ner'zhul's shoulders.

In the original time and space, Quel'Zalaam, the sword of Lothar, believed that Orgrim had a noble character, because everything he did was for the continuation of the orcs and for the orcs to regain glory. He was a truly glorious orc.

Unfortunately, Ner'zhul was not Orgrim, and did not have the belief to live and die with the orcs. He hurriedly summoned the defenders on the east and north walls of Hellfire Citadel. Together with his own Shadowmoon Clan's more than 10,000 orcs, he barely put together an army of 60,000 orcs. He then broke out of the city to the north without looking back!

They didn't even notify Kargath and simply gave up on him to delay the speed of the Draenor Alliance!

In the north, the high-ranking knights of the Crusaders had already started fighting with the remaining demons in the north, and Ner'zhul and his men followed the route that the fel mecha had just taken and headed north!

Garin symbolically let the Gale Legion at the front block the enemy for a while and then let them go. He then focused his main energy on besieging Hellfire Citadel.

This is the last elite of the tribe, hundreds of thousands of miners and strong laborers. Even if they are affected by the aftereffects of the demon's blood, their brute strength is still far greater than that of human farmers!

"What do those orc scum want to do!?"

There were still many demons on Kil'jaeden's throne attacking from the Legion portal, rushing down the highlands to join the battle. At this time, Overlord Kazzak discovered that the orcs led by Ner'zhul were crossing the battlefield below and heading towards the mountains east of the throne!

"You, go ask them what they are going to do!"

The direction of the orcs was his sphere of influence. Kazzak did not think that this group of orcs wanted to escape. Moreover, the orcs were important pawns of his boss Kil'jaeden and could barely be considered his own people. He also did not think that the orcs would rebel, so he was not on guard against the orcs.

The orcs who had entered the mountains paused.

"Is this okay? I see the demon is coming, I can't delay it for long!"

Ner'zhul asked anxiously.

"No problem. This is also an important magic network node in Draenor, and the energy is very strong. Otherwise, Gul'dan would not have built the Dark Portal here!"

Vorpil felt a little awkward in saying this, so he stopped talking, took the Scepter of the Ancestors from Ner'zhul, then took out the Blood Orb and placed them on the ground together.

He casually cut the wrist of an orc warrior, and blood floated up under the control of his magic, followed by the second and the third!

The blood of dozens of orcs splashed on the ground, and soon a complex rune array with two treasures as the core took shape.

Several remaining warlocks of the Shadow Council and spellcasters of the Shadowmoon Clan loyal to Ner'zhul stood together in the rune circle.

Vorpil cast a spell in the center of the rune circle, seemingly communicating with the magic of Draenor's earth veins to perform a ritual, but in fact he was communicating with the broken Dark Portal not far away!

The Dark Portal was built by Gul'dan and the demonized Medivh. Gul'dan knew this portal very well. Now it has been destroyed, but the foundation is still there, and he can restore it at any time.

What he had to do now was to use the teleportation properties of the Dark Portal to open a door leading outside the planet Draenor. As for where it led to, he didn't care.

All of this was Garin's order. He just needed to follow the orders and complete his mission.

Kazzak's messenger has arrived, and Ner'zhul is pretending to be friendly and stalling for time. He tells the messenger that his side can't defend Hellfire Citadel, so they have to flee to the north to seek refuge from the demon master!

After sending the messenger away and waiting for a few hours, the ceremony was almost completed.

Ner'zhul looked at his ancestral scepter and blood orb emitting dazzling light. With his powerful spellcasting talent, he could even feel the thin veil outside Draenor, which separated Draenor from other worlds!

Then, Wopir raised the Scepter of the Ancestors, and the scepter quickly and powerfully swept across the space in front of him. He tore open the curtain as easily as a knife cutting a piece of white paper!

At this time, the sky above them began to rumble and the mountains began to shake. Of course, the noise was much smaller than when the Dark Portal was opened. After all, this was only a small star gate and its destination was unknown!

Ner'zhul projected his mental power into the opened star gate. He felt that the star gate was like a solid chain thrown into the void, then jumped forward infinitely, extending, and finally hooked something. Perhaps that was another world?

Yes, that’s the feeling. The powerful earth energy tore open the barrier between the two worlds and then connected the two worlds together!

A happy smile broke out on Ner'zhul's old face. There was a way out!

He will lead the last 60,000 warriors to start over in another world without demons and crusaders and rebuild the orc civilization!

Correct!

Certainly possible!

Thanks to the orcs' strong physical fitness, even female orcs can become qualified warriors. Therefore, one quarter of these 60,000 orcs are female. Otherwise, even if Ner'zhul arrived in the New World, he would have to wait for these 60,000 orcs to die of old age and become extinct without new life to continue.

Ner'zhul looked at Vorpil, with a hint of distrust still in his eyes.

Wopil knew his former mentor's cowardly nature, and he must have learned his lesson after his betrayal.

Then let yourself pay the highest price and make him believe the authenticity of this passage!

The Wopil man was ruthless and said little. He jumped up and jumped directly into the space gate!

"Cross the space rift! A new world awaits us, and glory lies ahead! Long live the tribe!"

Now Ner'zhul finally let down his guard. Based on his understanding of the warlocks, they would never joke with their own lives!

At this time, because the noise of opening the space rift was too great, Kazak sent a second wave of messengers!

To enter or not to enter?

By the time the demons discover the portal, it will be too late!

The Shadowmoon Clan spellcasters around the space rift looked at their chieftain, and with Ner'zhul's nod, they rushed towards the flickering space rift impatiently.

After all the elite members of the Shadowmoon Clan entered, Ner'zhul also entered the space rift!