Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

With Hu En's joining, Jialin successfully obtained the first powerful member of the Spirit Hall.

This organization was something that Garin came up with on the spur of the moment. When he came to the Broken Islands, he couldn't help but notice the Valhalla built by Odin, the Titan guardian, floating in the sky.

The Vikings and the natives living in the Broken Isles may not be able to see the golden building in the clouds, but Garin himself is a demigod and can naturally sense the existence of Valhalla.

To be honest, when Garin played a warrior in his previous life and entered the warrior profession hall, Valhalla, and learned the story of Odin, he always had a bad impression of him.

Odin is a failed Titan guardian. Unlike Tyr and Archaedas who were not strong enough to flee from the pursuit of Loken the Fallen, Odin is capable of fighting Ulduar.

He was the Titan Guardian who was infused with power by Aman'thul, the father of the gods, and then appointed as the chief administrator!

His own strength, authority in Ulduar, and the military forces under his command are all very strong, which has resulted in him developing a stubborn and willful character.

He opposed the Titans' infusion of power into the dragons of Azeroth.

Because he regarded Malygos, Neltharion, Alexstrasza, Ysera, Nozdormu and other proto-dragons as primitive creatures, and believed that the fate of Azeroth should not be left in the hands of these primitive creatures. Only powerful Titan creations could shoulder the responsibility of protecting this world.

Eventually his stubbornness displeased the other guardians, and the two sides began to split. Odin asked his adopted daughter, the Titan witch Hela, to lift an area of ​​Ulduar into the air to build Valhalla, but he fought back and blew Hela up, forcibly twisting her soul into the first Val'kyr to receive the souls of the Vrykul warriors.

His autocratic behavior made him lose the support of Hela, and eventually the fallen Loken and Hela joined forces to seal Valhalla, leaving Odin and his elite Valarjar Guard trapped in Valhalla, unable to leave.

Garen thought of Odin, and then of the situation in the Shadow Realm. Instead of letting so many powerful souls in Azeroth fall into the hands of a mastermind, it would be better to use them for his own benefit.

So, Jialin established the Spirit Hall in one second...

It was somewhat perfunctory, but Hu En didn't know yet that he was the only one, otherwise Hu En would probably have kicked his ass.

We must quickly incorporate Broxgar, Durotan, Draka, Zuluhed and the others into the Spirit Hall to fill out this new organization of heroic spirits.

Wait, why are there only orc souls? It seems that some fresh blood is needed. The trip to Tirisfal Glades should be put on the agenda. There are not only several artifacts waiting for Garen to take, but he vaguely remembers that the spirit of Emperor Thoradin is also in Tyr's tomb!

Time flew by, and soon Galen received news from Thranduil that Arthas had returned with his northern expedition army.

So Galen bypassed Terenas and secretly sent invitations to several countries.

At the same time, Terenas of Lordaeron also met his son's messenger.

During this period, Terenas helped his son spread false information and change public opinion. He faced condemnation from other member states of the Alliance, especially pressure from Ironforge and Stromgarde, which made the old king exhausted.

It was really a shame that he did things without considering the consequences, leaving his old father with a gloomy face to clean up the mess for him, and almost ruined Terenas' efforts over the past decade!

My son, if you were not my only biological son, your old father would have stuck you to the wall in a minute!

Fortunately, the messenger brought good news. Prince Arthas's Northern Expedition was successful, and Terenas decided to hold another grand welcome ceremony to welcome the triumphant prince!

Soon, the official of Lordaeron released a message that Prince Arthas killed Kel'Thuzad, the mastermind who spread the plague, in Andorhal, and then tracked him all the way to the continent of Northrend to kill the culprit, the dreadlord Mal'Ganis, and obtained a divine sword called "Frostmourne"!

The people of Tirisfal were delighted, and the news of the plague spread like wildfire. Today, the kingdom finally gave a final conclusion, and there was no need to worry anymore.

The prince is mighty!

But why are only the people in Tirisfal celebrating?

Because the lords of East Wilde had long been in a state of panic, with a large number of farms contaminated by the plague and filled with the undead, the villagers gathered in large towns to seek refuge from the noble lords.

The lord's food surplus is also tight, but they can't just ignore it. These powerful lords who own the territories cannot be as profit-driven as some nobles who ignore the lives of the people for the sake of profit.

You know, East Wilder and West Wilder are autonomous provinces of Lordaeron!

The territories here do not belong to the Menethil royal family. These lords have lost the support of the people, or the people have rebelled and lost their territories. In the end, the royal family took back the land ownership and they were left with nothing.

Fortunately, news came from Hearthglen in West Wild that they still had clean, healthy, and plague-free food in stock. Although the price was 10% higher than last year, it could finally solve the food problem in the territory.

The lords were busy leading their troops to Hearthglen to transport food. There were many undead in the areas hardest hit by the plague, and it was not known whether things would go smoothly. So who would care about the prince's triumphant return?

Especially the more than 50,000 surviving citizens of Stratholme, they wished they could skin Prince Arthas, tear his flesh and drink his blood!

In this strange situation, Arthas landed on the northern coast of Tirisfal Glades in a fleet of death ships and headed for the royal city of Lordaeron with his death knights.

When the sky was just getting light, the residents of the city could not wait to come out of their homes, singing and dancing on the festively decorated streets. For a moment, the city of Lordaeron was filled with cheers and the roar of cannons.

Arthas entered the city with an army symbolizing death. The windows of the houses on both sides of the street were opened, and the people spontaneously stretched half of their bodies out from the windowsills, holding a flower basket in one hand and grabbing the pink and red petals in the basket with the other hand and scattering them towards their prince's team.

For a time, the streets of Alsace became a sea of ​​flowers.

The heavy armor obscured Prince Arthas' pale skin, and the black hood covered his long hair that had turned snow-white.

Arthas, wearing a hood, looked up at the petals falling in the air, stretched out his hand to catch one of them.

Inside the brown leather gloves, the petals changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, from bright red to a lifeless gray.

Arthas threw the petals in his hand away, then continued to stride into the Lordaeron Palace with the soldiers behind him!