Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Malfurion brought Garen and the others to Cenarius.

The little wild rabbits and fawns around were not afraid of strangers either. They just made way for everyone and then lay down to rest. It seemed that they felt sufficiently safe here.

Malfurion cancelled his transformation, and Garen and the others got off their mounts in advance. The three artificially tamed Nightblade Leopards walked to the edge obediently, and they were not the least bit agitated even though the small animals around them were on their menu.

A few birds landed on the shoulders of Garin and the others. Sylvanas reached out and touched the birds. The birds were frightened and flapped their wings and flew away.

And Garin used his new unit, the breath of druid. Under his touch, the bird not only did not flee, but rubbed its head against Garin's cheek affectionately.

"Teacher, I am back again, with three friends from afar."

"This is Garin, this is Shiva, and this is Aure."

Malfurion introduced his new friend to Cenarius.

Cenarius stood up, his body was very huge, his upper body was like a night elf, but his lower body was like a stag. His eyes were golden, and his long hair like green moss fell to his shoulders. There were leaves and twigs growing on his hair and beard.

Cenarius had two huge and majestic antlers on his head, which made him look even taller. Garin estimated that the lord of the forest was at least four meters tall.

Malfurion told his mentor about his encounter with Garen, and also revealed Garen's background and some of the remarks they had made during their conversation last night.

The Lord of the Forest listened carefully to what his steady disciple was saying. He also noticed how friendly the little bird was towards the strange visitor, Garin, which aroused his interest.

After Malfurion finished speaking, Cenarius took a step forward with his four sturdy deer hooves. The lush flowers and plants on the ground leaned to both sides under his hooves. It was unclear whether the flowers and plants were making way for him or he didn't want to step on the grass.

"I am Cenarius!" The natural demigod came to Garin and said, "Welcome to my territory. I am the woodland demigod you are looking for."

"Powerful demigod of nature, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Garin!" Garin did not add the word "Rema" after his name. Although Cenarius was not a demigod known for his combat power and could be killed by Roar's axe if he was careless, his love for nature and protection of Azeroth were real, and Garin admired him.

"I always feel that you are thinking about something rude, little guy." The Lord of the Forest tilted his bearded head to the side and looked at Garin in front of him seriously.

There was an aura of arcane magic about Garen, but Cenarius did not think it was disguise magic. He just thought that since he was born an upper elf, it was normal for him to learn the arcane way.

"No, great forest god."

Garin quickly deleted some impolite scenes. After all, even a powerful lord like Mannoroth, the Lord of the Abyss, died under the leap and slash of Grom Hellscream and the slash of Gorehowl. They were equal for life.

Every demigod has his own area of ​​expertise, and they are all important to Azeroth. Garen should not simply rank them based on their combat power.

"We have come a long way to meet you." Galen looked up at Cenarius. "You guard the forests of Azeroth and protect nature and all living creatures. I am willing to throw myself into the embrace of nature like Malfurion did."

Garin is ready to try whether he can start a new career.

After spending money on Aragorn's Holy Light skills many times, the seeds of Holy Light power were produced in his body autonomously. After the seeds grew stronger, he successfully transformed from a warrior to a paladin.

He had also been exposed to the arcane arts when he was a child, but he had great mental power but was unable to construct arcane circuits and cast spells. Even his mentor, Count Dabyle, gave up on him. Later, Garen became a paladin. In essence, a paladin is a warrior who can use holy light spells. With the foundation of holy light spells, and some guidance from the three wizard ceilings, Gandalf, Aegwynn, and Medivh, he could become a mid-level wizard without spending any money.

Jialin also knew that biting off more than he could chew, so he usually only practiced the essential abilities of some professions.

Heroic Leap, Shield Wall, Flash, Ice Barrier, Invincibility Hearthstone, it’s useful for thieves!

Hey!

When the demigod of nature heard Garin's words that he wanted to learn the ways of nature, he burst into thunderous laughter, and the natural forces around him became exceptionally full in an instant, as if Cenarius' laughter made the flowers bloom more vigorously, and the birds also flew to their side, chirping happily.

"Of course I am happy to teach you the teachings of druidry. But the prerequisite is that you can pass my test!"

After experiencing Illidan, Cenarius became very cautious in accepting disciples.

The pace of Druid practice is very slow, and natural magic requires a long period of time to comprehend nature. The deeper the understanding, the more nature will favor you, and the more powerful the spells you cast will be.

But Illidan was an impatient man, and he eventually gave up the druidic path and turned to arcane magic, which was more to his liking and had quicker effects.

"I am willing to accept the test!"

When you are choosing a mentor, the mentor is also choosing you. Garin understands this principle, and he is not in a hurry. Druid spells are his alternative and the stepping stone for him to contact the demigod of the wilderness in the future. It doesn't matter if he takes it slow.

"very good!"

Cenarius covered Garin's head with his vine-covered right claw, and a green energy entered Garin's body.

The demigod of nature used a trace of Emerald Dream Power to pull Garin into the dream, and at the same time blocked some of Garin's perceptions, making him unaware that he was in a dream.

Jialin felt as if he had returned to the time when he had just unified the barren land. Seeing the sandstorm and barren land, he felt extremely uncomfortable!

If you want to be rich, plant more trees.

Sitting on the fountain of life, there is no need to worry about the trees not being able to survive in this barren land. What's more, the farm can solidify the land, and the soil can accelerate the growth of tree species. Now there is a source of seedlings. After the trees grow up, we can plant trees around the farm. Sooner or later, we can turn the vast wasteland into a lush forest!

So in the dream, at Garin's command, farmers began to build farms and plant trees, and wild boar people dug holes, planted, filled soil, and watered everywhere in the barren land!

One year, two years!

The barren land changed from its original red and yellow color to a place full of green trees!