Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Not long after, Malfurion returned from the north. His plan to seize the Dragon Soul failed. The artifact was taken away by his brother Illidan and brought back to Zin-Azshari!

In Archimonde's view, the coming of his master Sargeras has entered the countdown, and he needs to eliminate the resistance forces in this world before his master arrives!

The rebels fought with all their might. The night elves, tauren and all other races knew that retreating now would mean exposing their necks to the demon's blade. Perhaps they would eventually die, but before they died they had to take a demon with them, and their death would be worthwhile!

The demon army continued to surge forward, attacking the rebel lines like a tide. Wherever Garin looked, there were already piles of corpses.

The resistance fighters who came up from behind continued to fight while stepping on the corpses. The wilderness demigods, night elves, tauren, bear monsters and earthen dwarves all raised their swords and guns at the enemy, splashing their own blood. Every fighter's face was filled with fortitude and solemnity.

Behind Garen were more than two thousand elite night elf troops, led by Jace Darkweaver.

Among these two thousand people, more than one thousand seven hundred were from Eldre'Thalas. Some of them were once city guards in the south and east of Ishalin, some were avengers who lost their loved ones in the massacre, and the remaining two hundred and seventy-something were druids from Garen's base.

This group of druids who maintained the form of night elves were the result of a year's hard work by the Ancient Tree of Knowledge after Garen came to the ancient times. Now Garen needed some trustworthy military support, so he transferred them over.

Of course, Garin would not be stupid enough to let them all transform into giant bear forms. Doing so would be too conspicuous. After all, the progress of practicing the Druid Way is quite slow, and even a chosen one like himself could not continue practicing.

Now, only Malfurion, the real genius, and Garen, the fake genius, have caught Cenarius's attention.

Once two hundred and seventy bear druids appear, Cenarius will have to come to check the water meter. Garin is not afraid, but he doesn't know how to explain it.

But two hundred night elves who can use rejuvenation are easy to explain.

I, Garen, am the second son of the demigod of nature Cenarius. I spread the way of nature in the city of Eldre'Thalas. Among the 250,000 night elves, more than 200 choose to convert to nature.

It makes sense that they learned the art of rejuvenation, right?

Not only is it reasonable, but Cenarius will also look at Garen with new eyes!

This is to carry forward the Druid sect!

The battlefield at this time is in the south of Zin-Azshari, called the Golden Forest. The giant bear demigod brothers Ursoc and Ursol and the boar demigod Agamaggan have fallen here!

Garin first secretly collected the soul of the boar demigod, but found that he could not put it into the Emerald Dream. In order not to make a bigger trouble for himself, Garin could only watch the souls of the brothers Ursoc and Ursol return to the Emerald Dream!

The boar demigod doesn't have a very big background, so if he's gone, he's gone. However, the brothers Ursoc and Ursol have too close a relationship with Cenarius, and they are the source of the druid's transformation into giant bear form. Their disappearance will greatly cause changes in the future.

Even though it hurts, Jialin has to give up.

The death of the demigod angered Cenarius. This natural demigod, who was not known for his combat ability, fought like a madman. Hundreds of little tree men and tree spirits surrounded him. Soon he cleared out the demons that killed the boar demigod.

However, this scene was seen by Archimonde. He waved his hand, and more powerful high-level demons began to surround Cenarius, including a huge lord of the abyss.

Soon Cenarius and his tree people were overwhelmed by demons, and just when he was about to give up, a huge white stag rushed into the area where the demons were most concentrated.

The huge pair of antlers on his head were like indestructible blades. Every time he swung them, large numbers of demons died. His four huge hooves crushed the demons' heads and ribs protected by breastplates. His sharp teeth bit off the demons' limbs and tore open their throats.

In the end, the huge white deer rescued the dying Cenarius.

"He's so strong!"

The speaker was Huen Gaoling, a man with shaggy hair and more than two dozen braids, most of which hung under his chin. The hair in each braid represented every enemy he had killed on the battlefield.

"He is Malorne, God of the White Stag, the greatest and most powerful of all the demigods!"

Garin, covered in blood and flesh, appeared beside Huen with two huge swords in his hands.

"So it's him, he's appeared in our Minotaur books!"

The appearance of the white deer reversed the situation for the rebels. The demons' frenzy had no effect in front of the white deer. Row after row of demons came madly with swords in hand, but in a moment the God of the White Deer was torn into pieces.

The strongest demigod, so terrifying.

“Are we going to win?”

A short but muscular man came to Huen's side like Garin. He had a thick beard and was only half as tall as Huen. His body was made of stone and looked like granite. He was not made of flesh and blood!

These are the dwarves from ten thousand years ago. Dwarves were a derogatory term given to them by the night elves. They called themselves the Earth Tribe, or earth spirits.

"No!" Jialin knew the result.

"Why? The demons are falling one after another, they are almost wiped out!" The dwarf, no, the earth spirit Durengard said puzzledly.

"There are also high-end fighters in the Burning Legion. He will not allow the White Deer God to slaughter all his soldiers!"

As soon as Garin finished speaking, they saw the demon array separate.

A huge blue figure strode out from the tide of demons. His appearance was very similar to the Eredar warlock in the Burning Legion, with a fleshy beard on his chin and a tail behind him.

"Archimonde!"

Garin murmured to himself. In this world, he finally saw the real Archimonde for the first time!

He moved forward towards the White Deer God, and with every step he took, Archimonde's body grew larger.

When he came in front of the White Deer God, his body was as huge as a mountain.

Archimonde's expression was as cold as ice. He carefully observed and considered the opponent in front of him.

"This demon doesn't even use any weapons!" said the earth spirit Dungard.

"arms?"

Knowing Archimonde's power, Garen will not underestimate the demon commander just because he has no weapons. His fist as big as a millstone is his best weapon!