Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Time goes back to one day ago, when Archimonde had just entered Ashenvale and the demon army had just started to climb the mountain and launch a massive attack.

The three giants of the night elves, Malfurion, Tyrande and Galen'remar, Grand Lord Galen of the Crusade, the human protector Aegwynn, the high elf advisor Thranduil, the grand mage Elisande of the Nightborne, as well as the demigod Cenarius, the blue dragon Smygod, the red dragon Vaelastrasz, these top people of Azeroth gathered at the foot of the Tree of Life in Nordrassil on Mount Hyjal.

"he came!"

Cenarius looked solemnly at the south of Mount Hyjal, which was exactly the direction where Archimonde appeared!

A flash of grief flashed across the eyes of the demigod of nature, and the scene of Archimonde breaking his father's neck reappeared in his mind.

Malfurion looked at the Nordrassil Tree of Life and was filled with emotion: "Ten thousand years ago, we, the night elves, defeated the invasion of the Burning Legion. Although the whole world became fragmented, our world was also preserved. Because of the connection with the Tree of Life, I can enjoy freedom and immortal life in peace!"

"We are the guardians of Nordrassil, the Tree of Life. Through it, we have gained immortal life and powerful strength beyond nature. Now, it is finally time for us to return this power!"

A trace of reluctance flashed in Tyrande's eyes. Perhaps it was the nostalgia for eternal youth, or perhaps it was the greed for eternal rule. She couldn't help but say to her lover: "Only in this way, we will grow old like these mortals, and our natural power will fade with the years!"

A certain sensitive word made Galen's brows twitch, and Thranduil's long ears not far away trembled imperceptibly...

The Sun King, who died once and was reborn again, is full of resentment towards eternal life.

The couple, unaware of the expressions of others, continued their conversation.

"If pride makes us hesitate, my dear, then we may have lived too long!" Malfurion interrupted Tyrande. "No matter what fate comes, my dear, please remember that our friendship is eternal!"

"Shando!" Malfurion called back Cenarius who was still distracted. "We should start preparing!"

When everyone heard the sound, they were shocked. The most critical moment had finally arrived!

Everyone had discussed it before, and all the preparations made before were to delay Archimonde's advance and buy enough time for Malfurion and Cenarius to hold a large-scale ceremony of the Wrath of Nature!

Archimonde, a being beyond demigod, was still unmatched even though the Great Barrier of Azeroth suppressed his strength to the peak of demigod.

Archimonde is like a super academic master, who was pulled into the examination room by the teacher with a perfect paper, competing with a group of top students in Azeroth!

How does that saying go? The reason why the top student scored 100 points in the exam is because the test paper is only worth 100 points...

Anyone who really treats Archimonde as a demigod will have grass growing on his grave.

Garen estimated that in terms of pure strength, Archimonde had surpassed Kil'jaeden and even touched the threshold of a true god...

The World Tree has been nourished by the water from the Well of Eternity for thousands of years and contains immense power. Perhaps this is the opportunity for him to break through!

In response to this, Cenarius and Malfurion devised a killer plan to kill Archimonde. They used the Ancient Soul, that is, the elf's self-destruction to trigger the power of Nordrassil and kill Archimonde in one fell swoop!

From this point of view alone, Garen knew that he was not as good as Malfurion!

That’s the tree of life!

She made the night elves immortal and immune to all diseases!

From Tyrande's attitude, it can be seen that she looks down on distant relatives such as humans, high elves and night bearers. Nordrassil carries the blessing of the Dragon King. Once the power of the World Tree is lost, the price will be that the night elves will lose their eternal life, and they will become what they call a mortal race!

Malfurion, who had slept in the Emerald Dream for ten thousand years, still maintained the innocent heart he had ten thousand years ago. He did not transform from a kind little girl into a qualified politician like Tyrande.

And Garen admired Malfurion's sacrifices for the world, and for the first time he recognized him in his heart as his senior brother, rather than the superficial brother he had before.

"Junior brother! Junior brother!"

Malfurion called out several times before Garen was brought back to his senses.

Malfurion didn't care about Garen's distraction. Archimonde had put too much pressure on them, so it was normal for him to feel a little abnormal. Didn't the God of Nature also have a problem just now?

"Brother, you called me?" Garin looked at Malfurion, wondering why he hadn't taken the time to hold the ceremony yet.

"Yes, Junior Brother, Lord Garin said he could invite a group of helpers. When I hold the ceremony, you and the Lord will go and bring them to Mount Hyjal!"

"No problem, I will grant the Grand Lord permission to teleport!"

"In that case, I'll leave it to you all. May the Moon Goddess protect Azeroth!"

After Malfurion left, Garen did not go to receive reinforcements. He had the return scroll, so why did he ask for permission? It was just a cover-up.

Jialin stood on the cliff, closed his eyes and began to observe the battlefield.

He saw the Undead army attacking the first line of defense, but there were a large number of Arrow Towers, Artillery Forts, and Arcane Towers here, so it could be said that no matter how many Undead troops came, they could be defeated. If the Eredar warlocks had not combined their spells to wash the ground with a wave of Hellfire, Drake would not have carried out the decapitation operation so early.

Although Reki Donghan was a lich, he was still a commander after all. His death would definitely anger those demons...

The first line of defense lasted half a day shorter than expected, but it also tied down half of the Burning Legion's forces!

However, compared with the first invasion of the Burning Legion ten thousand years ago, the scale of this Battle of Mount Hyjal was much smaller.

After all, there is only one Well of Eternity. Without the endless energy to maintain the portal, the number of demons has never exceeded one million...

The second line of defense was much more brutal than the first. An unknown number of lives were sacrificed in the day-and-night attack and defense. Even after the death of a commander, Archimonde personally went out to destroy a large number of fortifications!

Fortunately, the remaining defenders eventually left Mount Hyjal through the portal.

Jialin opened his eyes and murmured to himself: The final moment is finally coming!

Demigods of the Crusaders!

The enemy has thirty minutes to arrive at the battlefield!

Ready to attack!