Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

After passing through the gate of the Endless Furnace, Zhou Zhuo was stunned by the scene inside and stood there stupidly.

He saw a huge, awe-inspiring army lined up in neat and orderly formation in this huge palace. These sleeping Mogu elites seemed as if they would open their eyes at the next moment, ready to face a battle that had never started!

"Oh my God!"

This was the nth time Zhou Zhuo had sighed today. What he had seen and heard today was beyond his understanding, and it would take a long time to reshape his worldview.

Zhou Zhuo quickly came to Jialin's side, and seeing that he was about to activate these Mogu pottery figurines, he quickly spoke out to stop him: "Is this the army of the legendary Thunder King? Jialin! You actually want to activate them? Is it okay to do this?"

At this moment Zhou Zhuo felt that Jialin was even less reliable than himself!

Once this mogu army gets out of control, no one on Pandaria will be able to resist their attack. Pandaren, mantids, yaungols, hozen and jinyu will all be turned into dust before their troops!

"That's right, this army of Mogu terracotta warriors is called the Emperor's Will!" Garin pointed at the Mogu army in front and said, "Do you see those smaller terracotta warriors? They are the Emperor's Fury, the vanguard of this mechanical army, and they are good at wielding double axes!"

"Those terracotta warriors with half of their bodies covered in armor and wielding long-handled Guandao are called the Emperor's Courage. They can use shields and armor to form a strong defensive wall and are the positive force of this legion."

"The last of these warriors, who are equipped with heavy armor and wield huge two-handed hammers, are called the Emperor's Power. The hammers they wield can create earth-shattering blows."

"And the two tallest terracotta warriors are the commanders of this legion, the Emperor's Sword Jian Xi and the Emperor's Fist Qin Xi. They contain a portion of the power of the King of Thunder."

When Garin opened the endless furnace just now, he was also shocked by the well-organized army.

The reason is that they are very similar to the Terracotta Warriors in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang in his previous life, but he is not shocked by their number like Zhou Zhuo.

After all, in terms of the number of troops, Garen has never been inferior to any other force except the Burning Legion.

"As for the strength, I call it half a step and half a body. How about it, isn't this legion awesome?"

What the hell is this!

What a bullshit!

I'm afraid you'll destroy Pandaria!

Zhou Zhuo complained wildly in his heart.

"Garlin, the resurrection of the Thunder King is inevitable. This tyrant is very powerful. If he is allowed to control this powerful army, I'm afraid the end of us Pandaren will come!"

Jialin raised his hand to stop Zhou Zhuo, signaling him not to worry: "Thor is just a usurper. He seized Lei's authority. The terracotta warriors he created are essentially Titan creations. The biggest feature of secondary Titan creations is that they will obey the owner of the highest authority!"

"But I have higher authority than Lai, an authority that no one in Azeroth can usurp!"

At this point, Garin chuckled and said, "Think about it, Zhou Zhuo. When the Thunder God gathered his old men to prepare for the battle of Pandaria, this backup plan he left behind became his secret weapon to end his life. How cool!"

Garin raised his hand, pressed the button on the golden console, and shouted loudly: "Emperor's Will Legion, your emperor is back!"

The warriors of the Mogu Terracotta Army opened their eyes instantly, and Zhou Zhuo felt a chill spreading from his tail to the back of his head.

Led by Jian Xi and Qin Xi, the army knelt on one knee to show their submission: "The emperor's wrath resounds through the mountains, the emperor's power is iron and blood, and the emperor's courage shines through the ages.

The endless army crushes the Emperor's enemies. The Emperor's Breath fades, the Emperor's Breath reignites."

This cold and iron-blooded declaration stunned Zhou Zhuo.

Cool?

Zhou Zhuo thought that if he were the King of Thunder, he would probably doubt his life...

So, Jialin, you are a devil, right?

..............................

The trip to Mogushan ended successfully. Garin awakened the Legion of the Emperor's Will from its slumber. Then, under Garin's command, this powerful legion of Mogu terracotta warriors, led by two legion commanders, cleared out the remnants of the Mogu in the entire lower Titan ruins and the upper Mogushan treasury, and took control of the entire treasury.

Originally, Garin wanted to experiment with the fun of creation on the console of the Endless Furnace, but he received an urging from Gandalf in his spiritual world...

It’s a life of hard work, a life of hard work.

While sighing, Jialin took Zhou Zhuo and the Monkey King away from the Mogushan Treasure House.

As for Qingyu, Garin left him in the treasury to command the Legion of the Emperor's Will.

These Titan creations are powerful, but they lack intelligence and can only rush towards their enemies.

Although this fighting style was Garin's favorite, he still made sure to give these terracotta warriors a commander with brains.

As Qingyu was born a Mogu warlord, he was very suitable for the position of legion leader. Although the curse of flesh and blood caused the strong bodies of the Titan creations to degenerate, it also allowed their minds to evolve, making them much stronger than those created according to pre-set templates.

After Qingyu destroyed the souls of the four previous kings, Garin made nutrients from the souls of the four kings and gave them to him. This Mogu war god needed some time to digest these nutrients and transform them into combat power.

When they returned to Shadow-Pan Monastery, Zhu Talan had already prepared a large amount of magical materials and was waiting for Garin to build a Legion portal to connect Pandaria with the outside world and teleport the Alliance's army over.

However, when it came to choosing which area to use as the alliance's base, Garin and the Shado-Pan's top leaders had a disagreement.

An elder from the Golden Lotus marked out an area near the Fire Tree Village, west of Kun-Lai Mountain, near the Shadow-Pan Villa, and offered it to the Alliance as a forward camp.

But this proposal was rejected by Garin!

As we all know, Kun-Lai Summit is a bitterly cold plateau area. The Alliance came here as reinforcements after all. It is somewhat unreasonable to treat their allies like this.

Seeing Jialin's firm attitude, the leaders of the Golden Lotus Sect were also in a dilemma. After all, this was a distinguished guest recognized by the Supreme God, which could be seen from the pendant on Jialin's body...

He wears the Jade Bud bracelet of the Daughter of Azure Dragon. On his left shoulder stands Chizhi, the offspring of the Red Crane God. On his right shoulder lies Banfu, the offspring of the White Tiger God. In his arms sits Zaozao, the offspring of the Black Ox God.

With this extremely noble pendant, who in Pandaria dares to ignore Garen's opinion?

But the Valley of the Four Winds is the Pandaren's grain-producing area, and the Emerald Forest is a densely populated area for Pandaren. How can we allow outsiders to station troops there?

In addition, the Krasarang Wilds is a barren land like the Kun-Lai Mountains, and the Red Crane Temple in that hellhole of Krasarang Wilds relies entirely on the Golden Lotus for supplies.

There is no place for Garin to choose in the other Pandaren’s own ruling areas!

You can't let your allies go to the Townlong Steppes and the Dread Wastes, the Pandaren can't say such a thing, after all, they were once the size of an empire.

"Messenger of the Gods, do you have any areas that you like?" The second elder of the Golden Lotus Sect threw the question back to Jialin.

"Eternal Valley!"

Jialin said a name that caught the elders of the Golden Lotus Sect off guard and made them stand up from their chairs.

"You mean the Vale of Eternal Blossoms?"

"Respected envoy, since you have heard of the Valley of Splendid Beauty, you must know that this area was sealed by the four Supreme Beings entrusted by our Emperor Shaohao ten thousand years ago. Without the permission of the gods, we cannot enter. If we want to open the door of the gods again, only the four Supreme Beings can unite together!"

"No problem. If you have no objection, I will go and invite the four supreme beings!"

After the elders stood up, they did not sit down again. Instead, they paced back and forth in front of Garin, thinking about the pros and cons.

The Vale of Eternal Blossoms used to be the true capital of the Pandaren. Later, the valley was sealed by Emperor Shaohao and the Four Gods.

The reason Emperor Shaohao announced at the time was that this valley with abundant grass and water was to be regarded as the last refuge of the Pandaren and should not be used lightly.

Of course, the deeper reason is that the Vale of Splendid Blossoms, which looks pleasant and like a paradise on earth, is actually the place where the heart of A'Shaarj is sealed, which is a very unstable factor.

Now it is an inevitable trend to open the Vale of Eternal Blossoms. Pandaria has not been peaceful in recent times. The Mantid are attacking Serpent's Spine and even broke through a section of the wall of the Valley of the Four Winds!

In addition, after the news of Lei Shen's resurrection came, the Mogu in Kun-Lai Summit became restless. Even the usually barbaric Yaungol tribes began to plunder Pandaren villages, and a large number of Pandaren refugees began to flee.

As a sect in charge of Pandaren politics, the Golden Lotus has the responsibility to resettle refugees. The Valley of the Four Winds is not the safest place, and some refugees have chosen the farther Emerald Forest, but more refugees are still homeless, and the elders are under tremendous pressure for this.

One of the main reasons why the Golden Lotus wanted the Alliance's army to garrison in Fire Tree Village was to let the Alliance share some of the pressure from the bison people in the Breath of the West Wind area.

Unfortunately, Garin didn't fall into the trap, so opening up the Jinxiu Valley to accommodate refugees is a good solution.

The prerequisite is that the supreme beings open this magical valley together!

Thinking of this, they looked at each other, and after a glance, they reached a consensus.

"In that case, we have no objection!"

The process of persuading the Supreme Celestial was even smoother than that of the Golden Lotus. Garin promised that he had a way to suppress the Heart of Azarak. The four gods had placed their hopes of saving Pandaria on Garin, so they agreed to open the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.

Everything was ready, and the four gods set out for the south of Kun-Lai Summit, where the Gate of the Gods was the only passage from Kun-Lai Summit to the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.

The Golden Lotus was very powerful. In just a few days, they spread the news that the Vale of Eternal Blossoms would soon open throughout Kun-Lai Summit. The refugees could go to this paradise to recuperate and return home after the war was over.

This news shocked the Pandaren, who had grown up listening to the legend of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.

The most popular of these is that there is a magical holy spring hidden in this magical valley. There are even rumors that these magical springs can create great miracles.

Therefore, a large number of Pandaren whose villages and homes were destroyed by the Yaungol and Mantis set out on the journey with only some easy-to-carry luggage, and some even only carried a few pieces of clothes and a few days' rations.

There is no doubt that regardless of the truth of the legend, the refugees do need a safe place to rest, and they are eager to know whether the legend of Jinxiu Valley is true.

"Garlin! Hurry up! I can't miss this grand event. It must be very spectacular. We have to hurry to the Gate of the Gods at the southern foot of Kun-Lai Summit!"

Zhou Zhuo was urging the Jialin family. For a traveller, being able to enter the Jinxiu Valley in his lifetime was simply a dream come true, and he had to go.

Lao Chen and Lili were ready, and they were accompanied by a female panda, their new friend Arya Holy Word.

"I heard that the last time the gate of the gods was opened was many generations ago?" Old Chen turned and asked Arya Shengyan. Chen and Arya had been getting along well during this period. The two had become close friends who could talk about anything. Whenever Old Chen had any questions, he would go to Arya to get them answered.

"That's right. Thousands of years ago, the invasion of the Mantis brought our defenses to the brink of collapse. The Buffalo also took advantage of the situation to loot."

Arya recalled the tome she had read and continued, "Lord Yulon took pity on our ancestors and joined forces with Lord Xuen and Lord Xuanniu to drive the mantis demons off the city wall in times of crisis. It was also at that time that the Gate of the Gods opened, allowing a large number of refugees to survive the crisis."

Lao Chen nodded to show that he understood, and secretly sighed that the biggest threats on the Wandering Isle were the hozen and tigers. Life on Pandaria was much more exciting than on the Wandering Isle.

"This is a historic moment, Chen, what do you think is waiting for us inside the door?" Arya was as excited as Zhou Zhuo, and asked Lao Chen with a face full of longing.

Of course, the priestess's question was in vain. Old Chen was not a native Pandaren born and raised in Pandaria, and he had nothing in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.

"Old Zhou, why are you so anxious? The Four Heavenly Gods will not unlock the Heavenly Gate in advance if I am not here!"

Jialin calmly led a tall yak out of the animal pen of Yingzong Zen Temple.

There is a huge saddle on the back of the yak, which can accommodate three people.

Galen climbed onto the saddle on the back of the yak, Alleria picked up Arator, and Sylvanas held Legolas, and they also climbed onto the seats on both sides of the yak's back with the same nimbleness.

Chizhi, the descendant of Chijing, spread his wings and flew directly over the yak, landing on its horns.

"Ouch..."

The little white tiger Banfu stretched out his two front legs, exposed his front paws, and nimbly grabbed the long hair on the yak's legs and climbed onto the yak's neck.

"Moo..."

Now it was the little black ox Zaozao's turn to be anxious. He had no wings and no claws. He could neither fly nor crawl, and could only cry out anxiously.

When the yak heard the call, a look of respect appeared in its eyes. It knelt on its front legs and lowered its head, motioning Zaozao to climb over its head.

After everyone got on the ox, Garin threw the reins and said, "Full of people, let's go!"