Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

In the Eternal Palace, there were densely packed Burning Legion soldiers, red Doomguards, blue Demon Guards, and countless Hellhounds and Demon Bats.

"Servants! Heed my call! Destroy all living things outside this palace!"

Mannoroth swung his huge double-headed spear forward, and the vast Burning Legion began to become restless, they also longed for killing and blood!

Bang!

The palace gates were wide open. The night elves outside had reached their limit. Those who did not leave were all serious magic addicts. They urgently wanted Queen Aishalin to help them solve the problem of magic replenishment.

And this group of night elves became the first victims of the Burning Legion's invasion of Azeroth.

The people who were tormented by the magic addiction thought that it was the Queen's messenger who came, but it turned out to be the messenger from Hell, who sent them to Hell to solve the magic addiction problem once and for all.

"No!"

At the forefront of the Burning Legion were the Hellhounds. After they rushed out, they pounced directly. The night elves had lost their magic supply and had been tortured by magic addiction for two days. They had no ability to resist under the powerful claws of the Hellhounds. Then the Hellhounds' tentacles drained away all the magic in their bodies, and finally they were sucked dry!

The night elf people were stunned by this scene. Fear spread at this moment and they fled in all directions!

But it's not just the hellhounds that are involved in the killing, there are also strong and tall demon guards and flying bats, leaving the night elves nowhere to escape.

In an instant, the inner city was flooded with blood!

Not far from the palace gate, Garin, wearing a shadow cloak, recorded the entire process of this horrific tragedy, watching the demons pour out like a tide, and then scatter and begin to massacre the city.

It’s almost time for me to take action.

Garin cannot save this imperial capital with a population of one million. Not to mention him, even if a demigod comes, he will die in the demon army. Only the night elves themselves can save them.

All Garin can do is to save as many refugees as possible.

And Garin's target is the southern area of ​​the city where Shantis is located.

Along the way, Garin saw the soldiers of the Burning Legion killing indiscriminately. They avoided the tall houses in the inner city and specifically selected small households to attack!

The commoners took notice, noting that the area around the royal palace had suffered the least damage, and that the high-walled residences of the Upper Elves had been spared any of the devastation.

At this moment, the night elves understood that this group of demons were in cahoots with the upper elves. Otherwise, how could they explain why the demons avoided the homes of these nobles and only killed civilians?

Garin left the inner city area and came to the outer city residential area. The guards in the east of the city were resisting on the streets, but the resistance was minimal!

This group of demons was completely unreasonable. Buildings collapsed under their attack. The tall Destruction Guards attacked wildly with hammers and shields. The mindless Hellfires directly crashed through stone walls or other physical obstacles. The Demon Bats attacked from the air, and the guards' defenses were easily torn apart like paper.

The only use of the guards' lives was to delay the demons and buy more time for the civilians in the city to escape.

Garin jumped down with his cloak on. After landing, he raised his hand and dozens of arcane bombs flew out in a fan shape. The demon guards standing in front of him fell down instantly. Then he drew out the Sword of the Brotherhood and the ordinary Scepter of Sargeras, hung a skull-shaped pendant around his waist, and started killing people all the way from the streets!

The demon's howling attracted the magic bats in the sky, which tried to swoop down and attack Garin. Unfortunately, Garin pointed his sword at the ground with his right hand and his staff at the air with his left hand, and fired at full power. None of the demons could match him!

As for those demons who tried to attack from behind, the eyes of the skull hanging on Garin's waist lit up and they stopped their movements instantly. Some of them even turned to attack the surrounding demons!

"Can you hear me, mortal? Ever since you snatched me from Mephistroth, you have placed me in a dark space!"

Garin remained silent.

"Boy! Do you know that I am the great Sachiel? When I still had my body, I was a top warrior. Even if I have lost my body now, I am still the top weapon!"

Jialin concentrated on killing!

"Interesting...Mortal, your aloofness has successfully attracted my attention?"

Jialin's mouth twitched. Damn, do you think you are a domineering president?

"That Doom Guardian looks strong, but it's actually weak inside. It's useless except for its muscles. In comparison, I prefer to summon the Doom Guardian!"

"Oh, damn, keep that thing away from me! I don't want to be drained of my magic again."

Garin glanced at the side and killed a hellhound that was flying towards him.

Garin still ignored the chattering old man. Now he was halfway down the street. The surrounding demons were attracted by him and came here to besiege him, trying to wear him down with the human wave tactics!

The greatsword and the staff were flying back and forth. After being in Azeroth for so long, he finally trained himself into a combat mage, well, the kind of mage who wields a sword in one hand and a staff in the other.

Sachir whispered: "Another loser is dead!"

Sachir said quietly: "Aha, it's so vulnerable."

Sachir whispered, "Did he fight this angry guard seriously?"

Sachir said quietly: "The strength that the Legion has invested in this place is just a drop in the bucket. It won't be a big loss for them if you kill so many of them! They still have many trump cards."

Sachir whispered: "Mortal, please consider cooperating with me. I am strong and useful!"

Garin felt that Sachir's attitude began to change, from arrogance at the beginning to lowering his posture and seeking cooperation in the end.

But Garin doesn't need him as an ally. Weapons are just weapons, and he must have his own awareness of it, otherwise he has plenty of ways to deal with him!

In the end, Garin fought his way from the street to the corner, his shadow cloak covered with green blood stained with evil energy and disgusting pieces of flesh and blood.

At this moment, without Malfurion watching, Garen was not going to leave any survivors. He finally used all his legendary strength and no longer reserved his strength to conceal himself as he did when dealing with Varo'then and the Hellhound!

The few guards who were still holding their ground at the end of the street stared in amazement at Garin's terrifying figure, who looked like he had walked out of hell, and forgot what to do for a moment!

Fortunately, they found a pair of pointy ears on both sides of Garin's hood, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

When Garin walked to the end of the street, he discovered that the leader of this group of guards was an acquaintance of his. He was the captain of the city guard who had tried to stop him when he was teaching the upper elves a lesson.

Garin used detect evil to sense it, which is a special perception skill. Paladins are very sensitive to evil energy, and Garin learned it quickly.

After discovering that there were no demons within a few hundred meters, he lifted his hood.