Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

As Savis finished speaking, the originally light red mist became more solid, as if it had a physical body!

The speed at which the red fog creates dark satyr servants has increased by more than ten times!

"Dreams and Azeroth will soon belong to Nightmares..." the Nightmare King said in a low voice, "As for you, green dragon, you will fall into eternal fear..."

Ysera finally saw the clue. Those Satyrs were creatures who had been lost in the Emerald Dream for thousands of years. Their bodies had died in the real world, leaving only their souls wandering in the dream and eventually falling into the arms of the nightmare!

"Struggle! Resist! Everything you do is in vain! All living beings will submit to the master!"

Xavius ​​used all his strength to activate his own body, which was a tree root extending from the Arryn Rift on the seabed to the Emerald Dream, and it continuously transmitted the power of nightmares into it!

"Hahahaha! Master! Please give me more gifts!"

Looking at his masterpiece, Xavius ​​smiled with great pride, while Ysera's heart sank.

The Emerald Dream is over!

Just when Xavius ​​was feeling proud and Ysera was feeling desperate, changes occurred in the rear of the coalition forces!

New reinforcements are coming!

A group of werewolves got on all fours, grabbing the ground with their sharp front claws and running rapidly.

Leading the way for the wolves was the tall and burly boar demigod Agamaggan. He rushed around in the thick fog, and the dark satyrs collapsed under his fangs, without any ability to resist.

Next came the brothers Ursoc and Ursol, who were fully clad in armor. Their strong claws widened the path opened up by Agamemgan, opening up a crack for the werewolf army to revel in!

In the sky, the crow demigod Avina and the eagle demigod Oenhara flapped their wings frantically, stirring up a whirlwind to disperse the red mist!

The werewolves rushed into the thick fog in a wild manner. They used their fangs and claws to frantically attack the dark servants, not caring even if they themselves were hurt!

In the thick fog, a black hunter was also harvesting a large number of shadow satyrs on the flank. One could vaguely make out that it was a cheetah, the top hunter, the leopard demigod Ashaman. She stayed away from the werewolf army and other wilderness demigods, and her aloof character was clearly revealed.

Inspired by the reinforcements, the morale of the night elf coalition was greatly boosted. Tyrande seized the opportunity and began to pray, and the Luna orbital cannon with a larger range was activated again!

Soon, the bodies of the Shadow Satyrs piled up into several small hills, but the light on Tyrande and Shandris dimmed a lot!

"No! How is it possible that someone can command those ruthless werewolves?"

Xavius ​​was going crazy. Originally, his Nightmare Army would only need half a day to wipe out all the rebels, but he didn't expect such a powerful army to suddenly appear!

Originally, the Shadow Satyrs and Nightmare Dragonmen army lacked high-end combat power and relied entirely on numbers to drag down the enemy. The participation of this group of fearless and powerful werewolves and several demigods directly disrupted his plan. Even the Shadow Satyrs' generation speed could not keep up with their extinction speed!

Xavius ​​activated his magic power and changed the perspective of the light curtain, and finally saw a belated figure in the direction where the werewolf army appeared!

A tall and burly night elf strolled leisurely on the corroded land.

As he moved, the dark red nightmare corrosion on the ground began to fade, revealing the original color of the soil.

He was wearing green leather armor dotted with emerald green branches and leaves, with long golden hair draped behind his head. His handsome face was full of fortitude, and his blue eyes like the sea gave this night elf a gentle temperament.

In addition to the long sword flashing with thunder at his waist, he also carried a strangely shaped sickle on his back. The long handle made of branches was twisted and knotty, and it was engraved with ancient runes.

That's the Scythe of Elune!

It is an artifact that combines the Fang of the Wolf God Goldrinn and the Staff of Elune.

This is a very difficult artifact to control. The user is likely to be devoured by the spirit of Goldrinn in the sickle. Only a Balance Druid with the powerful power of the Moon Goddess can control it.

This sickle is closely related to the origin of werewolves in the world of Azeroth, and the batch of werewolves brought by Garin were brought by him using the Scythe of Elune!

The origin of werewolves is closely related to the night elves.

After the War of the Ancients, the new night elves integrated politics and religion, and the Cenarion Circle and the Sisterhood of Elune ruled together. However, the good times did not last long, and a war between satyrs broke out again.

This was a brutal war, during which a group of druids used a powerful but difficult to control transformation form, that is, the giant wolf form.

This group of people who called themselves Scythe Druids displayed the wrath of the wolf god Goldrinn, but were unable to control it.

Malfurion's apprentice, Larel Flamefang, attempted to use an ancient artifact, the Scythe of Elune behind Galen, to suppress the uncontrollable rage within his transformed form.

However, the anger in the hearts of these Fang Druids did not ease. Instead, the Scythe of Elune enslaved Laleel and his followers into half-human beasts, that is, werewolves, who were enslaved by their primitive instincts!

The wild werewolves attacked indiscriminately, and the night elves who were bitten were cursed with a vicious curse and would soon become werewolves.

In order to stop the spread of the curse, Malfurion had to exile the werewolves to the sacred tree Daranir deep in the Emerald Dream.

Originally they would sleep peacefully forever, but when the Scourge invaded Gilneas, King Genn asked Archmage Arugal to release the werewolves from their dreams to help them resist the undead.

However, these beasts not only attacked the undead, but also the Gilnean soldiers on the Greymane Wall, and the curse soon spread to the civilians of Gilneas.

This is why there are werewolves in the later Alliance, they are Gilneans infected with the curse, how to control the curse with the help of the night elves, allowing them to change between humans and werewolves.

Of course, the werewolves summoned by Arugal were only a small part of those sleeping in the Emerald Dream. Galen brought the Scythe of Elune to the sacred tree Daranir and, with his powerful strength, brought the werewolf leader Laleel Flamefang under his command.

Laleel was the first user of the Scythe of Elune, yes, the first user, but he was not strong enough to control this artifact. However, as a demigod, even a demigod who could crush werewolves, it was easy for Garin to become the master of this sickle.

With the Scythe of Elune and Laleel, Garin easily gained control of tens of thousands of werewolves and brought them to support.

At this moment, Jialin was walking in the thick fog. He felt the abundant energy in his body, and he seemed to have made a breakthrough!

In fact, as early as two years ago, after he conquered the demigods of Ulduar in Northrend, he had a vague feeling that he was about to make a breakthrough.

The passive skill Kingly Way provided by Heart of Origin is a very late-stage skill. In the early stage when the population is small, the benefit of this skill to Garin is almost nothing.

When the base population reached tens of millions, this passive ability pushed Garin from the legendary level to the demigod level!

However, there is another watershed after demigod. If ordinary base units want to continue to increase their power, they will probably have to train hundreds of millions of people!

Fortunately, with the upgrade of the main base, Garen also has a pursuer system. The elites in Azeroth and Draenor provide much stronger power than ordinary soldiers.

Garin even collected a lot of Loa gods from the troll legends.

This time when Garin entered the Emerald Dream, he was like a wolf among sheep, so happy that he exploded!

After a few demigods gathered and kept snowballing, the threshold to the high-level demigod was directly broken through!

At this moment, his fighting power is comparable to that of the former Black Dragon King in some aspects!

"Gallinrema!"

Garin was happy, while Xavius ​​was screaming wildly. He recognized the night elf at a glance even through the light curtain!

In the heart of the Nightmare King, Malfurion killed him twice in ancient times, and he hated Malfurion to the core.

And Galinlema is even more hateful!

In Xavius' heart, there are some things I may not want, but you can't snatch them from me!

Galin'rema was competing with me for favor in the palace of the Night Elf Empire. Although I had long decided to join Sargeras, the feeling of having Queen Azshara's favor taken away bit by bit was really terrible.

The most important thing is that Galin'rema went from being a distant country relative of the Sunstrider family to a prince of the Night Elf Empire!

Although there are many princes in the empire, Xavius ​​is jealous, and he secretly put Garin on the blacklist!

Therefore, apart from Malfurion, Prince Galen is the second person Xavius ​​hates!

At this time, Xavius ​​didn't know that the person who stabbed him from the back when he was killed for the first time was Garin. He always thought that he died at the hands of Malfurion. If he knew that he was stabbed to death by Garin, he would probably be so angry that his lungs would explode.

"It's not over yet!"

Savvis is still full of confidence, he hasn't failed yet!

Following Xavius's remote control, things that looked like black worms emerged from the ground, but they were not worms, but shadows of roots.

The roots of a skeletal tree.

Xavius ​​started to fight desperately!

Although they were just shadows, they trapped every soldier like strong ropes!

Only a few people broke free from the entanglement of the roots!

As long as they hold on for a while longer, these soldiers will all be killed by the Dark Satyrs!

"Oops!"

Malfurion transformed into a storm crow to avoid being captured by the roots, and rescued Tyrande and Shandris in the process.

Garin wielded the Wind-Chasing Sword and rescued the trapped soldiers along the way.

"We don't have time to rescue every soldier. If we do this we will be dragged to death!"

"Then what should we do!"

Tyrande was also a little confused at the moment. The Luna Orbital Cannon just now made her a little exhausted.

Garin looked towards the center of the thick fog and said, "Let's go! We will directly raid the Eye of Ysera, kill Xavius, and rescue the Green Dragon Queen!"

They must go to the Eye of Ysera. Xavius ​​is the core of darkness. Without him, the Old Gods behind him will not be able to maintain the power of nightmare!

"Alexstrasza, and all the demigods, please lead the remaining soldiers here, eliminate those nightmares, and protect our people!"

After saying that, Jialin took the lead and rushed out!

He had long since learned the location of the Eye of Ysera from the Four Green Dragon Kings. Now that he had broken through to the high level of demigod, he felt that his whole body was filled with strength!

He's a little bit dizzy!

He needs to vent too!

Malfurion flapped his crow wings desperately, barely able to keep up with Garen's speed.

In the Archdruid's mind, whether they can succeed in saving the world or not is never Garin's business alone, they must keep up with Garin's footsteps.

"In vain... All in vain...!" Xavius's voice echoed in Malfurion's mind, but the archdruid's eyes were fixed on Garen's back!

He felt that Garin would lead them to victory!

The dark satyrs were shattered by the strong wind and lightning along the way. The tree roots underground tried in vain to avoid the thunder of the Wind Chaser Sword, but could only turn into charred wreckage.

The way was open to him.

Finally, they entered a valley!

This is the Eye of Ysera!

Malfurion in the sky saw the golden dome building through the thick fog, but at this moment all the green dragon's buildings were swallowed up by a huge shadow tree!

The Shadow Tree is taller than most common trees, even as tall as Teldrassil, and its bare branches stretch out along the horizon when seen from afar.

It has hundreds of slightly thin branches, with countless leaves growing on the branches. The leaves are slender and curved, just like the sharp sickles of the reaper.

It had undoubtedly taken thousands of years for the Shadow Tree to grow to this state.

This is a testament to the insidiousness and patience of Xavius ​​and his evil master, who began planning the Emerald Dream thousands of years ago!

The Archdruid was terrified. If the crisis in the Emerald Dream wasn't discovered until a few years later, the situation would probably be ten thousand times worse than it is now!

By then, not only Teldrassil and the night elves, but the entire Azeroth will be affected!

"You all! You all deserve to die!"

When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. Xavius ​​urged the branches of the Shadow Tree to suddenly reach out to Garin and the others!

"This world will belong to Nightmare!"

The tree-shaped Savvis began to chatter: "I have waited for this for so long, trapped under the waves for so long, waiting and accumulating strength under the guidance of my master... waiting for the right time to come!"

"You have no idea what I have been through. I rose from the abyss and took root on the eastern cliffs, overlooking my lost Zin-Azsalin!"

"My queen once ruled there, and I once held power there. You ruined my plans!"

"But it doesn't matter. The current plan is better. Let the nightmare cover everything... This is exactly what I thought!"