Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"Ouch, hiss!"

The two Wind Walker sisters moved in a similar way. They first controlled Garin's wandering hands, grabbed his wrists, and then used their other hand to pinch the soft flesh on his waist and twist it with force.

Garin was not wearing armor, just an elven-style leather armor. The pain in his waist made him let go of the two people, and then he stood up.

As the strongest one, he was the first to return to normal. At this time, he looked around and found that they were thrown into a forest.

The surrounding area was filled with towering green trees and shady canopies. The forest was full of the breath of life, with birds chirping and bushes rustling. Jialin looked into the distance and saw the setting sun and floating colorful clouds in the distant sky.

Even though this place was incredibly peaceful and beautiful, based on Garin's past experience, it was definitely not advisable to stay in a strange place for a long time. He also remembered that the Night Elf Queen's chief advisor, Xavius, seemed to be able to predict the arrival of suspicious people!

In the original time and space, Ronin and the red dragon Cleostrasz only rested in the forest for one night, and were captured by the captain of Queen Azshara's royal guard the next day.

Garin would not make the same mistake. He had never been captured in his life and he didn't want to try it. It was too embarrassing.

Anyway, let's leave this place first.

"Shiva, Aure, are you okay?"

Garin saw the two rangers rubbing their heads and struggling to support their upper bodies with their arms. Although Garin was acting as a cushion underneath, the two were not hurt from the fall, but as rangers, they were weak in recovering their mental strength.

Alleria's arms went limp and she was about to fall face down on the ground. Garin grabbed her shoulders and with his strong hands half-lifted her up to sit on the ground. Then Garin did the same to Sylvanas and asked them to do the same.

In the distance, Brooks and Cliff were lying on the ground motionless like two dead dogs. If Garin had not been able to sense their presence, he would have almost thought they were dead.

At this time, Garin was very fortunate. It seemed that the real body of the Heart of Origin was in his mind. Those town halls, barracks and the like were at most projections of the Heart of Origin.

It’s just that Garin is now in ten thousand years ago, and this heart of the origin of time and space cannot connect to the base buildings and units ten thousand years later, so he cannot spend money to acquire the skills of Gandalf and Aragorn.

This means that Garin has now returned to the time when he first left Stromgarde eight or nine years ago. Except for the strength he has acquired through his own training, he has returned to the time before liberation overnight.

Fortunately, the bonus of the kingly power is still there, otherwise, after losing the bonus of a million people, Garin would now be at most an epic beginner paladin, high-level warrior, mid-level mage, or beginner priest.

He trained himself to become a high-level warrior in the first twelve years, he awakened the paladin himself after summoning Aragorn, he learned the priest by himself after his understanding of the Holy Light deepened, and he accumulated the mid-level mage knowledge unknowingly under the influence of Gandalf, Medivh, and Aegwynn, and with the help of the mana runes left by the krypton gold.

This strength is still not enough.

Now we just have to rely on Cliff to knock out the Altar of Kings and see if the heroic spirits that were collected before are in the altar!

Garin's thoughts lasted only a moment, but his hands did not stop moving. He took out a bag of fountain of life water from his backpack and gently fed it to Sylvanas.

"Where are we?"

Sylvanas, who had recovered a little, asked Garen.

Garin handed the Fountain of Life to Alleria, and then answered Sylvanas' question: "I'm not sure, but according to my calculations, we should be in a forest within the Night Elf Empire."

The surrounding woodlands were already lush and dense, blocking out the sun, leaving only the afterimages cast by the setting sun. Even a ranger skilled in fighting in the forest would have difficulty determining the direction.

But they are most likely near the city of Suramar.

Jialin didn't say this, because he didn't know that he and the others fell in the same place as Roning and the others.

"Once we recover, we'll leave here and explore the surrounding area."

Sylvanas nodded.

Ten thousand years ago, the entire continent was still a whole, called Kalimdor. The Well of Eternity was located in the center of the continent. The sphere of influence of the Night Elf Empire included the central, eastern and northeastern parts of the continent. It was so powerful that their location could be determined as long as human habitation was found.

Here, Alleria also recovered and handed the remaining Fountain of Life to Garin.

Garin stood up and walked to Brooks and Cliff and poured the Fountain of Life into them.

Garin rubbed his hands on the spot and began to make magic bread and magic water and distributed them to everyone. Soon, everyone in the team recovered.

"We must leave this place as soon as possible. I always feel that a crisis is approaching!" Garin's expression was quite serious.

"Perhaps we can wait for the moon to rise and use the position of the moon to determine the directions of east, south, west and north."

Garin nodded in agreement. No matter how the geography and time and space changed, Azeroth would always be Azeroth, and celestial bodies such as the sun and the moon would not change.

After a brief discussion, everyone agreed on a plan and determined the direction after the moon rose. At Garin's suggestion, they headed southwest towards the hills in the distance. At dawn, they would climb to the top of the mountain and look beyond the woods to see if there were any villages or towns nearby.

Of course, before Garin left, he threw several small mechanical toys on the ground. They turned into fleas, birds and rabbits, and scattered in the forest to monitor this area for Garin.

The extraordinary vision of the High Elves was fully demonstrated in the dark woods at night. The two Windrunners were the best among the rangers. One of them was exploring the way ahead, while the other was dealing with the footprints and traces left by the team in the back.

They found many night elf-style traps on the way, and this discovery made everyone in the team overjoyed. The man-made traps meant that there were human habitation not far away!

However, this relaxed atmosphere was broken in the second half of the night.

Before nightfall, Garin left behind a small mechanical toy and discovered that many humanoid creatures appeared at the place where they originally fell!

This is a group of cavalrymen riding sturdy black panthers.

There are at least three hundred people!

Although they were tall and thin, they were clearly warriors, wearing silver-grey armor, tall feathered helmets, and visors covering their faces.

They moved swiftly, and the shiny black mounts under their crotch moved as smoothly as flat ground in the dense forest that even the moonlight could hardly penetrate. Moreover, the cavalrymen's eyes emitting silver-white light showed from the gaps in their visors. Apparently, the dark environment did not affect their vision.

The cavalry marched silently, and only the occasional sound of the mounts' panting or the slight noise of weapons and armor colliding could be heard.

They are concentrating on tracking their prey!