Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Galen didn't know that Illidan had already displayed a magical power that was no less powerful than mine, and this time he was really angry.

Perhaps because of Galen's plan, Thranduil did not kill Illidan, so he suffered a small loss when he clashed with him.

Thranduil endured it, but Galen could not. Although he seemed humble, that was on the premise that I would not offend others unless they offended me. He was very protective of his children. The four heroes in the Altar of Kings were Galen's loyal ministers and the people he relied on the most!

Seeing that Illidan's expression was solemn at this moment, Garin was no longer so rebellious.

Seeing that he could communicate normally, Jialin quickly restrained his arrogance and turned into the sunny young man again.

"High Lord Galin'lema told me that the favor of the Skull of Gul'dan has been given to you. Now that the reward has been received, is it time to do the work next?"

Anyway, the one who had a relationship with Illidan was Garin's alias, Remar, not Garin of the Crusader, so he didn't waste any words and Garin acted in a businesslike manner.

"What do you need me to do?" Illidan asked seriously.

"You also saw the army of the undead that attacked our defenses during the Battle of Mount Hyjal." Garen extended his hand and invited Illidan into the Crusaders' council hall.

Illidan also recalled the ugly ghouls and fetid abominations that emanated dark power.

"Their master is far away in the Arctic continent. He is the great enemy of us humans. He wantonly spread the plague in the eastern continent and used the army of the dead to destroy the two countries in our alliance. Our army is currently clearing out the undead in the north and cannot spare the time to carry out the northern expedition for the time being."

"Let's get to the point..."

"I need you to cause them some trouble." Garin took out an emerald green gem. The terrifying energy contained in the gem shocked Illidan.

"You have absorbed the fel essence from the Skull of Gul'dan, and you should have seen his memories from the echoes of his remaining soul. This is the Eye of Sargeras, and the power contained in it can wipe out any enemy from this world."

"And to guide this gem, all it takes is a small ritual!"

Garen directly told Illidan that he needed him to release the power of the Eye of Sargeras and bombard the Frozen Throne in Icecrown Citadel. As long as cracks were created in the ice that imprisoned the Lich King, his power would dissipate. At that time, Ner'zhul would frantically urge Arthas to return to Icecrown Citadel and merge with Arthas' body to save his life.

After Arthas left, the remaining natural disasters were not worth mentioning. Once the Alliance's war machine was fully operational, it could be suppressed directly.

Once the undead in the East Continent are cleared, the Alliance can gather its forces and naturally launch the Northern Expedition!

Ugh!

Garen sighed silently in his heart. If it weren't for the four words "natural and logical", he would have sent the Crusaders to recapture Lordaeron long ago.

He went through so much trouble just to paralyze those fallen Titan guardians and complete his and Archadas's plan!

He would feel uneasy as long as Ulduar was not pacified and he could not control this huge Titan facility.

He has lived and developed in these worlds for more than ten years, and he doesn't want Observer Algalon to format Azeroth and return to the time before liberation!

"I will get this done!"

Illidan thought for a moment and agreed to Garen's task of attacking Icecrown Citadel.

"Illidan, even though I don't like you, our goal is the same, which is to destroy the Burning Legion, so I have to remind you."

Garen threw the Eye of Sargeras to Illidan, and the demon hunter stretched out his right claw and grabbed it directly.

"The fact that you have become a half-demon has been known to the demons. I don't think that cunning fellow Kil'jaeden will let go of a pawn like you. He will definitely come after you. By then, I hope your acting skills can be so convincing that you won't reveal the origin of the Eye of Sargeras!"

Illidan was confused, but Galen believed that he was a smart man, and with some of Gul'dan's memories and knowledge, he would make up a reasonable reason.

Illidan left, taking the Eye of Sargeras with him.

Garin can also implement his next plan.

"Thranduil, go and tell Maiev about Illidan's whereabouts and tell them that everything is ready. Let them act according to the agreement with Lord Galen!"

Before accumulating enough strength to counterattack Argus, directing all things towards the history that he knows will help him control the direction of the future.

Now, eighteen years after the Dark Portal has quietly arrived. The Battle of Mount Hyjal was advanced by two years due to the existence of Galen. Archimonde has fallen, and it will probably take hundreds or thousands of years to resurrect him in the Twisting Nether using the power of the Argus Star-Soul. What we need to guard against now is that old villain Kil'jaeden!

However, this guy is known as a deceiver. Unlike Archimonde, he does not like to rely on his own strength to rush forward. Instead, he is used to hiding behind the scenes to manipulate everything and enjoy the pleasure of controlling everything.

By putting Illidan in the foreground and with the Lich King's rebellion, Garen should be able to divert his attention. For the next period of time, Garen can happily play the tomb raider game.

In the royal city of Lordaeron, the dreadlord who stayed here to monitor the undead army and ensure that the Scourge could launch an attack at any time was feeling a little uneasy.

Varimathras has not received any news from Lord Archimonde for several months, and his immediate superior Anetheron has also disappeared. The agreed communication has never come, and he is surrounded by the disgusting undead, so his life is extremely difficult.

Just as he was pacing back and forth in the dilapidated garden of the Lordaeron Palace in annoyance, he heard a noise coming from outside the courtyard!

The dreadlord recognized the man who entered the courtyard.

The person who walked in from the dilapidated courtyard gate was none other than the Lich King's chief death knight and his spokesperson, Arthas!

At this time, he was riding on the winged undead warhorse. He was not wearing a helmet, his white hair was scattered on his shoulders, and there was a smug smile on his pale face!

When Varimathras saw this smile, he felt unhappy. In addition, he had been in a bad mood recently, and a feeling of anger was rising in his chest.

"Death Knight, put away your rude expression, you have offended me!"

Varimathras' words made Arthas' smile gradually disappear, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, but his smile soon reappeared.

"Devil, your presence has been an eyesore for a while. Now you are no longer necessary!"

"Roar! Arrogance! Watch your words, Death Knight!"

Varimathras felt his dignity challenged and roared a warning.