Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

After careful consideration, Malfurion decided to take Garen and the others to find his mentor Cenarius, and let the teacher give him the final test!

Moreover, Malfurion keenly sensed a faint affection between Garen and the other two, as if his two brothers were both fond of their childhood sweetheart Tyrande!

This is Malfurion's biggest concern besides the abnormality of Zin-Azshari!

The relationship between the two Stormrage brothers and Tyrande has changed!

Time has changed the relationship between Malfurion, Illidan and Tyrande. They are no longer naive teenagers and can no longer play carefree all day long. Now, they have grown up and become adults.

The two brothers had often engaged in a friendly rivalry since they were young, but lately the rivalry had grown increasingly intense, from growing in strength to eventually turning into something of a fight.

Perhaps Tyrande noticed this change and became the focus of competition among the Stormrage brothers, and was deeply troubled.

At the same time, the female night elf also discovered the changes in her feelings towards the Stormrage brothers. If she were to choose a life partner in the future, that person would be either Malfurion or Illidan.

Tyrande was unable to make a decision and could only choose to escape temporarily and return to the Sisterhood of Elune in Suramar for further study.

So when Malfurion saw the bond between Galen and the two Windrunners, he thought to himself, "What a lucky boy!"

Early the next morning, Malfurion used druid magic to transform into a snow-white elk. Garin and the other three got on the nightsaber leopards of Nar'thalas and followed Malfurion to the secret forest of Cenarius.

"By the way, Garin, did you notice anything unusual in the city when you left Sin-Azsalin?"

Malfurion still could not forget the scene he saw in the Emerald Dream. At this time, he happened to have a friend from the imperial capital, and he couldn't help but want to ask about the situation.

"Sin Azaleen?"

Garin made up his own story about his origin. When talking about Zin-Azsalin, his greatest impression was the ruins to the north of the city of Duroth. Apart from the remains of the city's buildings, the most intact things preserved were probably some dilapidated temples and statues.

"We haven't been back to our hometown for more than two years."

Jialin cleared the matter up with just one sentence. Whether what I said afterwards was right or wrong had nothing to do with me. After all, it had been more than two years, and it was normal for the capital to have changes.

"But I learned from my brother who lives in Zin-Azsalin that the queen and her followers are planning a big plan. My brother didn't elaborate on what the plan is, but I sensed his worry from his words!"

"A big plan?" Malfurion's elk-like face showed a human expression, puzzled: "What big plan? Is it related to that huge portal?"

"Oh yeah!"

Galen heard Malfurion's mumbling and continued, "The portal, my brother mentioned the portal. He said that a powerful being has come to our world through the portal. It is said that he is an envoy invited by the queen."

"Garlin, your brother knows such secret information?" Now it was Malfurion's turn to be confused. The Well of Eternity was regarded as a forbidden delicacy by the upper elves, and nobles of slightly lower status had no authority to approach it!

"My family has been serving the king for 20 generations..."

Garen showed a little bit of pride appropriately. After all, it was Dath'Remar who said it, and he was quite proud of his background when he said it.

"It is indeed a family heritage to be proud of." Malfurion nodded. The High Elves have always been very capable guardians of the Night Elf Empire, dedicated to taking care of the people and the Well of Eternity. However, after all the external enemies were defeated, they who mastered powerful arcane arts began to become proud and indulgent.

"Perhaps you are also a qualified high elf!" Malfurion said this with sincere compliments. Although they had only been together for one night, he could sense the humility and gentleness in Garen, and he did not have the flashy and pretentious demeanor of other high elves.

"Thank you for the compliment, Malfurion."

The light in the dense forest is very dim, which is suitable for the travel conditions of the night elves. The energy in their bodies will be full at night, while the sun during the day will weaken their bodies to a certain extent.

After all, the Well of Eternity transformed them into magical creatures.

This is also the reason why there were so many branches of elves in Garin's time.

The high elves moved away from the Tree of Life and lost their eternal life. Their skin lost its violet hue, their bodies gradually shrank, and they eventually called themselves the Quel'dorei.

The night elves of Suramar built Nightwells and magical barriers to protect the city. Over time, their appearance was eroded by the power of magic and changed. They were very different from other elves, with dark purple skin, forming the Shal'dorei clan.

There is also the Fal'dorei, also known as the "Spider Elves", a mutant of elves living in the Suramar region. Their bodies were twisted by the power of chaos in the explosion of the magical tree Arcandor.

As Malfurion led them into a new forest, Garen gradually noticed something strange.

In the faint light that filtered through the leaves, Garin saw a face staring at him from the nearby woods.

This is a face made of branches and leaves, with clearly visible facial features, and even a thick beard, a pair of bright eyes, and a big mouth formed by the gaps between two clusters of branches.

Ancient guardian?

Or in rooted state?

"Hi, how are you!"

Jialin waved towards the ancient tree and greeted it loudly.

"Ok?"

The old tree obviously didn't expect Jialin to be so familiar, but when it saw that they were guests brought by the disciples of the God of the Forest, it still slightly swayed one of its branches, and the branch shook for a while, responding to Jialin.

Sylvanas and Alleria behind Garin only realized at this time that the big tree in the distance was alive. Fortunately, they had seen the ancient tree of knowledge and the ancient tree of war planted by Garin in advance, otherwise they would be caught off guard and would probably be shocked when they saw this strange life for the first time.

There was no tree life in Quel'Thalas; they only knew of such creatures in ancient texts, while the High Elf Kingdom was more populated by large numbers of arcane golems and automatic cleaning brooms on the streets.

In the center of the woods, Garin saw an old deer!

The colorful flowers at his feet were blooming exceptionally enchantingly, and the green grass was also exceptionally lush. A group of birds were circling on the deer's antlers, singing happily, and some birds were dancing around his palms mischievously. There were many rabbits and deer on the grass, playing around him!

Forest demigod Cenarius!