Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Garin patted Onyxia's back and soothed the golden dragon lady in front of him with a calm tone.

Onyxia believed what Garin said. She and the current Golden Holy Dragon had all experienced the power of the Light of Lightforged in the church. They had indeed been reborn. Not only had they eliminated the black dragon bloodline cursed by the Old Gods, but they had also transformed all of their energy attributes into the power of holy light representing order.

Since black can be turned into gold, then turning black into blue does not seem unacceptable.

Of course, blue turning green is another matter.

"Are you really the father?" Onyxia calmed down.

Smegos looked at his former daughter with a complicated expression and nodded.

A long time ago, his spouse Sinestra laid two dragon eggs, which hatched Onyxia and Nefarian. He was so excited that the black dragon clan had a legacy.

But later he became more and more crazy, and his children who were once close to him became timid and submissive in front of him. It was not until he was killed and reborn that he realized how wrong he was.

Onyxia wanted to throw herself into Smygoth's arms, but she was already a ten-thousand-year-old dragon, no longer the little dragon she once was.

"Father, welcome back!"

“I’m glad to be on the same side with you again.”

The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled.

"Well, Tosedrin is coming. You can go to the back hall to reminisce. Oni, you can also call your two brothers over."

"Thank you, Master. I'll go right away."

Smegos, who had just taken two steps, suddenly turned back and said, "By the way, Great Lord, the last time Galinrema's identity appeared was during the Quicksand War a thousand years ago. At that time, I worked with other dragons to create a magic barrier to seal the entire Angela Empire."

Garin nodded. This was within his expectations. He saw the outbreak of this battle in the time flow, but he did not expect that even though Vastan Staghelm was still alive, the night elf army was still defeated by Angela's insect people.

In the end, Fandral had no choice but to ask for help from his teacher and the nearby dragons.

"only……"

Smegos hesitated to speak. Garin had a bad feeling. What he feared the most was that there would be a twist, and it was most likely not a good thing...

"You tell me, I should be able to handle it..."

Smegos continued, "I have some bad news for you. During the battle with the Zerg, I encountered their twin emperors. I had no choice but to expose my true form as a dragon to repel them."

Oh no, Galinlema is actually a dragon. Is my character ruined?

"The good news is..."

It would be better to kill Smegos. He speaks incoherently and is really deceiving.

"The good news is that I immediately transformed my dragon scales into green and appeared in front of the night elf army as a green dragon."

"How is this good news?" Jialin was speechless.

"Of course it's good news!" Smegoth even had a hint of pride on his face. "As everyone knows, Cenarius' most proud disciple Malfurion has grown huge antlers because he has practiced the druid way to a high level."

" so what?"

"As Malfurion's only fellow apprentice, how could Galin'lema not be special?"

I would like to say that you, Smegoth, are no weaker than anyone else in your life...but you want to compare yourself to this?

"I took the opportunity to transform into a green dragon and spread the news that Galinlema comprehended the power of nature and dreams in the Emerald Dream, and became a dragon druid!"

What the hell is Dragon Druid!

You've read too many novels, kid!

Jialin seemed to hear an introduction: the head of the Sky-Splitting Pegasus, the body of the Azure Python, the horns of the Huaguang Moon Deer, the eyes of the Netherworld Black Turtle, the palms of the Red Flame Tiger, the claws of the Thunder Giant Eagle, the ears of the Swift Wind Green Ox, the whiskers of the Rock Shell Giant Shrimp, and the tail of the Deep Water Giant Carp. The nine super-class monsters, combined with the dragon spirit cultivated by the ancient Chinese cultivation method, eventually became the strongest dragon druid in history.

Jialin shook his head, trying to wake up from the dream, and then realized that what he just said was all false!

But the reality is so cruel, there is one more thing added to his character: Green Dragon Druid!

When Jialin shook his head, he felt something heavy on his head. He touched the top of his head...

Then he quickly used ice magic to create an ice crystal. From the reflection of the ice crystal, Garin saw a pair of white dragon horns that were the same as those of the dragon queen Ysera when she transformed into a human form.

Listen to me saying thank you, because of you, I want to kill you!

"Oh! I accept it! Dragon horns are dragon horns. Malfurion also has horns anyway. He is not an outlier among the night elves."

Garin admitted it.

"Besides this matter? Is there anything else you can tell me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared?"

But Smegos smiled meaningfully, "Let Tosedrin tell you the rest, Lord. I have to go and spend some time with my children."

After saying this, Smygos left the hall with Onyxia.

Ho!

Intuit!

Old stuff.

Garin was worried. It was no problem for the old guy to transform into a dragon. I could transform into a dragon too, but I couldn't use the King's Summon every time I transformed into a dragon.

That skill costs money!

Just as Garin was about to leave, Prince Tosedrin and Jace Darkweaver, with whom Garin had signed a soul contract ten thousand years ago, hurried in.

"Master Garin, have you returned from the Emerald Dream?" Tosedelin had a look of joy on his face, his eyes fixed on the giant dragon horn above Garin's head.

"Greetings, Grand Lord!" Jace was much calmer.

"Okay, stop looking!"

Garin felt a surge of anger in his dantian, but he didn't want to use Tosedlin as a punching bag.

"Great Lord, your elegance from a thousand years ago is still being sung among the night elves."

Tosedlin quickly flattered him.

Unfortunately, it hit the horse's leg.

It’s none of my business what happened thousands of years ago.

"Why, I fought in and out of the demon army seven times ten thousand years ago, so I am not more charming than I was a thousand years ago?"

Tosedlin's expression froze. He didn't quite understand what was going on with the High Lord and where his anger came from.

"Okay, stop saying nice things. I'm more pragmatic. I'll manage Eldre'Thalas well from now on and stop wasting time on flattery."

Garin's tone was a little harsh, and a hint of the pressure from the demigod was leaked, but it seemed to work for Tosedrin.

Could this kid be a bottom?

Unlike Tosedrin, Jace behind him was shocked. He did not expect that the Great Lord would reach this level in ten thousand years. The awe in his heart deepened.

"Tell me about what has happened in Eldre'Thalas over the years!"

"Reporting to the Overlord, after the War of the Ancients, Eldre'Thalas had a total population of 300,000. Over the past ten thousand years, we have encouraged childbirth in accordance with the Overlord's request, but the population has only increased by 100,000 newborns."

"In the following ten thousand years, more and more night elves chose to settle in Eldre'Thalas. Now there are 500,000 residents in the city!"

The extra 100,000 came from the Angolo Crater. They were 100,000 huntresses and archers from the Garin base, plus a small number of druids.