Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Jialin was no stranger to time-travel dramas. In his previous life, when he read novels of this type, he would simply search for the keywords "rebirth" and "time travel". He had read at least eighty of them, if not a hundred.

But when something happens to you, you should think twice.

What world did you travel to?

Is it dangerous?

If it's dangerous, will you give me a system plug-in?

If Garen had not had the Heart of Origin with him when he traveled from Blue Star to Azeroth, he would probably have struggled in Azeroth and eventually sunk. As for whether he died in the Orc War or the Burning Legion invasion, it all depended on his luck.

Just now, Garin was visited by Chromie, who brought a particularly familiar high elf with him. Garin almost broke out of the window and ran away!

Damn Bronze Dragon King Nozdormu!

Is this because my identity as a time traveler has been exposed?

Should I run away or resist?

There are fifteen demigods under his command, including the newly promoted Medivh. We should be able to defeat them, right?

Fortunately, Garin stayed calm and learned that the two dragons came to seek help. They needed Garin to go back ten thousand years to kill the Eternal Dragon Squad, and they must ensure that history continues along its original course.

As long as you don’t check the water meter!

Jialin felt relieved.

"So Chromie you're a dragon?"

Garin used his hand to indicate Chromie's current height, then stood on tiptoe to indicate an especially high height. His exaggerated acting skills made Chromie unable to bear watching!

"That's not the point, Galen. Azeroth is on the brink of destruction, and the Bronze Dragonflight needs your help."

Standard language for issuing tasks!

Garin was all too familiar.

"So what's the reward?"

You can't just give experience, right?

That won't work!

"...!"

Chromie suddenly felt that it was a bit hasty to introduce Garin to his immediate superior!

"Haha, warrior, what reward do you want?"

Instead, it was Nozdormu who became interested. He was a mortal who could remain calm in the face of a demigod dragon and even make demands.

"Um……"

Garin thought about it and realized that he could forge top-level weapons and equipment himself, and they generally liked to fight with their claws. Dragon skin and dragon scales were strong enough, and the forging technology of weapons by dragons was just so-so.

Suddenly Jialin thought of something!

After the War of the Ancients, Illidan secretly stored the water of the Well of Eternity and rebuilt it on the top of Mount Hyjal. In order to prevent the new Well of Eternity from attracting the Burning Legion again, the Bronze Dragonlord Nozdormu, the Red Dragonqueen Alexstrasza, and the Dragon Queen Ysera made a contract with the night elves.

Alexstrasza planted an oak tree in the center of the Well of Eternity. This huge oak tree is an eternal symbol of the harmonious relationship between the night elves and nature. Later, the night elves called this tree the World Tree. The life energy it emits can slowly spread and heal the wounds of the entire world.

Nozdormu placed a magical blessing on the World Tree, and as long as the World Tree existed, the night elves would never age or get sick.

The Dream Queen Ysera also added magic to the World Tree. She established a connection between the World Tree and her dream kingdom, allowing druids to freely enter the Emerald Dream.

Garin's request is not complicated, he just wants a place for eternal life!

“How many people can I take with me?”

First ask how many people are involved in this dungeon. If it's a solo, Garin thinks he can take it, but in that case he'll be asking for a lot.

"Including the five of you!"

Seeing that Nozdormu hadn't finished speaking, Galen didn't interrupt.

"But I have a request. Among these five people, there must be the strongest orc warrior!"

When you put it that way, I understand!

Isn't it just to conform to the history of ten thousand years ago? When one of Sargeras' legs had already entered Azeroth, the strongest orc warrior leaped up and attacked, chopping Sargeras' foot with the oak axe given to him by Cenarius. The sudden attack made the demon king feel pain, and his thigh that had reached into Azeroth was pulled back from the portal.

Although this orc died gloriously in battle, his bravery attracted the attention of Kil'jaeden the Deceiver in the Burning Legion. Later, when he was tracking the Draenei, he discovered the simple orcs living in Draenor.

Kil'jaeden had an idea. Instead of wasting so many brave warriors, he decided to corrupt them and use them as the vanguard of the attack on Azeroth!

So the orcs came to Azeroth, which was millions of light years away from the planet Draenor.

So is it the time travel from the future that changes the past, or is it the events of the past that affect the development of the future?

Jialin said he had a headache.

"No problem. I will choose the strongest orc warrior from the orc internment camp in Stromgarde!"

Garin pretended to think for a moment: "The orcs' most powerful Warsong Chieftain is missing, and Great Chieftain Orgrim has escaped from prison. Currently, the only people in the prison who are ranked high are the Saurfang brothers!"

The name Saurfang made the Bronze Dragon King stunned. This was the real culprit. Although the battlefields of the dragons and the night elves were different during the War of the Ancients, he had also heard of the name of that orc warrior, Brox Saurfang.

"That's great. Once the other three candidates are confirmed by Lord Garin, we will proceed with the time travel ceremony! By the way, Lord, what reward do you want?"

"A place for eternal life!"

Jialin blurted out that this was what he had thought of just now.

"Five of us are going this time, so I want five spots for eternal life!"

"Okay, I agree!"

Compared with the immortality of the entire night elf race, the immortality of five mere mortals is simply not worth mentioning. Nozdormu said it was nothing.

"Give me a day, I'll gather a team of five and we can set off!"

Dunhold Keep, the largest orc internment camp in Stromgarde.

It is said to be the largest, but actually there are not many orcs inside. With Garin, the skinning man, here, how can so many orcs be left idle?

They were all sent to various mines to mine.

Brox, the eldest of the Saurfang family, has a daughter in the Nagrand Grasslands. In the Battle of Blackrock Mountain, he witnessed the defeat of his god Orgrim in a duel. His faith and fighting spirit collapsed, and then the sequelae of the demon blood took over, and he became listless.

He is currently a road builder around Dunholde Keep, mainly responsible for the official road from the castle to Arathi Highlands.

"It's you? The human general!"

When Brox Saurfang was brought before Galen, he recognized at a glance this human general who had defeated himself and even Chieftain Orgrim many times on the battlefield!

"Brox, you are a brave warrior. In the war with the Alliance, you and your brother opposed other clans' massacre of human civilians and never killed innocent people."

"I'll give you a chance. Come with me to complete a mission, and I'll let you return to Nagrand to see your family!"