Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"If you discover a demigod-level heroic spirit, do you want to take it?"

Demigod is the name for those who have broken through the mortal class. If they are higher than demigods, Garin guessed that they might be true gods, such as Elune.

"Charge!"

Garin has long been indifferent to demigods. I have several of these things in my hands!

Two Naaru, three siblings of the Golden Holy Dragon, the former guardian of magic Aegwynn, Gruul, the king of the Gronn, the two silly birds of the Spires of Arak, the four elemental kings of Nagrand and the lord of the element of sound, Murmur.

Wow, that’s a bit too much.

"Garlin, thank you for helping us judge this traitor!"

Velen bowed sincerely to Garin and said, "It's a pity that we are not fully prepared to imprison his soul. Given the characteristics of the Burning Legion, this traitor may be resurrected soon and come out to do evil again!"

No, he has no chance, and I don't plan to use him. I guess his fate will be to become nutrients for one of my spellcasters to break through to the demigod level!

Well, Medivh is a good fit, as he once possessed the power of the Guardian, but gave the remaining power back to his mother after his death in Karazhan.

Now that Galen has asked him to take charge of the affairs of Draenor, even with the Four Spirits of Nagrand, the King of the Gronn and the two birds by his side, it seems that it will be difficult for the legendary Medivh alone to control the situation.

During the battle for the eastern continent of the orcs and the battle for Draenor, Garen collected a lot of heroic spirits of high-level enemies. Except for Deathwing's, which are still useful, all the others can be converted!

After Garen decided to put the infrastructure of the Farahlon Plains on the right track, he distributed spirits in Shattrath City to help Medivh and a group of legion commanders break through.

"Prophet, I may have to return to Azeroth for some time. I have handed over the affairs of the Crusade to the commander here, Archmage Medivh. You can contact him if you need anything."

"Thank you for your help, Garin." Velen looked at Garin deeply. Even though he was 30,000 years old, Velen still could not see through the person favored by the Holy Light in front of him.

Perhaps he really is the savior who was guided by the Holy Light to help the Draenei and Draenor!

"Garlin, I have asked the mages in my tribe to build a fixed portal between Aldor Highlands and Genedar. We can meet in Azeroth later!"

Genedar is a new city built by the Draenei on the Desolate Mountains in central Azshara. It means hope in the Draenei language. The name is also to commemorate the spaceship that took them away from Argus and eventually crashed in Nagrand.

In fact, the Draenei prefer to build a port city on the coast. Unfortunately, Azshara, as the former capital of the elves, has special significance for Queen Azshara. Therefore, a large number of Naga clans are entrenched on the coast. The Draenei have insufficient military strength and most of them are on the front line of Draenor. They are simply unable to resist the invasion of the Naga.

Garin helped them build a new city on the central Desolate Mountain, which was the location of Gallywix's Forgotten Palace in later generations.

This place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is close to Garin's sphere of influence. It can not only provide them with a large amount of food and necessities, but also protect their safety when necessary.

"Then we'll see you in Azeroth! Prophet!"

As Garen said farewell, Velen and his team returned to Shattrath. They had been discussing the establishment of a portal before, so the top leaders gathered together.

Then Garin began to explore and transform the island of Faranlon!

The first step was to clean up the demon corpses and the remaining fel energy pollution, and then introduce grass seeds from the Nagrand Prairie.

Originally, Garin wanted to use the same plan as in the Barren Lands, and continue to use the diluted Fountain of Life water for spraying irrigation by aircraft. However, after the Gale Legion conducted a carpet-style exploration of the entire island and discovered the corpses of two more Proto-Ancestor Beasts, Garin changed his mind!

Garin remembered that when the original ancestral thorn beast died, it would release all the source of life in its body to form withering buds, and then a large number of plant life would appear around it, such as wood elves, vine guards, magic pod people, needlers and the like.

Now the three demigod original thorn beasts are slowly absorbing the free vitality around them. When they gather enough vitality to revive again, Garin will have to spend his energy to suppress them. It would be better to find a way to draw out their vitality to nourish the land of Franlon.

Jialin also thought about using the Altar of Kings to collect the soul of the original ancestral beast, but!

Can anyone tell me if plants have souls?

In any case, Jialin could not find the existence of a soul in the body of the original ancestral beast!

The Spore Giants were originally an aggregate of a group of spore plants, representing the collective will of plants. The original Proto-Spider Beast is a degenerated version of the Spore Giants, so it is reasonable that it has no soul but only instincts.

Such a great project should of course be handed over to master and apprentice Medivh and Khadgar. Guiding the vitality is the domain of the mysterious side. If they don't do it, who will?

And where is Farran?

In Draenor!

Who is the commander of Draenor?

Medivh!

Look, who else but you?

So, Garin took the three original ancestral beasts back to the Crusader Hill in Shattrath City.

Medivh received a summons from Galen and returned to Shattrath City from the front line with the high-ranking leaders of the Crusaders in Draenor.

"This is?"

When everyone came back to their senses after being teleported, they found the corpses of three huge proto-thorn beasts placed on the central platform of Crusader Hill!

Not only Medivh, the knowledgeable mage, was amazed, but Khadgar, Omar, Varokal, Heni, Faldir, Flar and Kimir behind him were even more amazed, lamenting that there are so many wonders in the world.

Khadgar couldn't even control his hand and had already touched the skin of the proto-thorn beast.

"Don't dawdle. The great lord is waiting. The things are right here. You can't run away."

Medivh was dissatisfied with his disciple's naive appearance.

Everyone entered the town hall. Garin sat on the main seat waiting for their arrival. On the table in front of Garin was a pile of soul essences emitting bright light.

Seeing their puzzled expressions, Jialin explained: "These are energy essences that increase soul strength and potential, specially prepared for you."

"Those below Legendary level eat blue, and those at Legendary level eat purple."

"The treasure is right here. Come, sit down and eat as much as you can. Don't stop until you reach the Legendary Stage!"

When Varokar saw that there was such a good thing, he obediently went forward to find a seat, picked up the essence in front of him and put it into his mouth.

Led by Varokal, Omar, Heni and others also sat down and started a sumptuous feast.

Khadgar was still a little shy. As Garin's subordinates, Omar and his men could accept the prince's gifts without any pressure. Khadgar said that he was thin-skinned and felt embarrassed.

Medivh had a look of disappointment on his face and kicked his disciple on the butt.

Khadgar followed his mentor's force and fell forward on the chair, picking up the purple essence and eating it.