Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The Proto-Dragon team flew towards the north, with Garen and Heimdall leading the way.

At this time, Heimdall already knew the origins of Garen and his group of Vikings.

He lamented that the bitter cold of the north could ultimately forge stronger warriors than the fierce winds of the Broken Isles.

This gave Heimdall hope of breaking the Valarjar's shackles.

"Actually, there has always been a guide for the trials in Stormheim, but I don't know why he hasn't appeared yet."

Amidst the howling wind, Heimdall's resonant voice rang out: "But it doesn't matter. I can take his place."

"Olaf, regarding the Trial of Father Odin, the first step is to test your strength. But I must tell you that strength alone is not enough."

Heimdall turned to look at Galen, only to see a look of determination on the warrior's face, which made the Valarjar gatekeeper nod secretly.

"According to the rules, the trial-taker needs to defeat the three clan warriors guarding the treasure house in the Holy Sword Valley. Then, they need to present their emblems to the treasure house's guardian, Yotna."

"But now that you've met me, I can help you skip this step and challenge that guy directly."

Heimdall also thought carefully. With Garen's strength, the Rattling Hoof Tauren Tribe, the Tidescourt Clan and the Rock Life Drogbar in the Holy Sword Valley camp were no match for him.

Instead of wasting time, it is better to use his authority to skip it directly.

At this time, Garin treated it as a mission. He followed Heimdall's instructions and did what he was told. It was like a remembrance of his youth.

However, the accident happened very quickly. When the proto-dragon carrying Galen and Heimdall landed in the square in front of Aggramar's treasury, all it saw was a giant with a dismembered body...

The head, arms, thighs, and torso were all in pieces...

"Yutena!"

"This! Who did this?!"

Heimdall rushed over, picked up the iron-black head and asked loudly.

Garin had a face full of question marks.

The family is scattered all over the place, how can you still find out who the murderer is?

The next moment, something horrifying happened. The head suddenly opened its eyes and complained to Heimdall:

"Damn it! This is the first time in tens of thousands of years that a challenger has treated the trial with such disrespect. This is truly a humiliation. Arrogant people cannot obtain the Holy Shield. The gods will make him taste the bitter fruit of his arrogance."

Heimdall was also furious: "Don't worry, I will help you recover first and then slowly tell me what happened."

After saying this, Heimdall lowered his head and began to carry the remains.

Garin also wanted to know what happened, so he started the human body puzzle.

Half an hour later, the body of Yotna was finally put together. When Garin was picking up the remains, he found that they were all made of stone, and then he recognized that this was a secondary Titan Guardian.

No wonder he didn’t die even after being dismembered.

After taking shape, Yutena stood up, twisted his neck with both hands, and adjusted his crooked head.

"It was Skovald. This guy cheated and passed the first trial and then attacked me."

Heimdall immediately asked, "Why did he do that?"

"Because I am in pieces, I can't open the treasure house, so no one else can compete with him!"

"He also deployed a large number of troops on the mountain and blocked the introduction devices of each trial!"

Garin understood at this time that Skovald wanted to stop other candidates and he was determined to obtain the Holy Shield.

Things get interesting.

"Heimdall, Yotna, I can't wait for the trial to begin!"

Faced with Garin's urging, Heimdall looked at Yotna who was still moving his body. After all, he was the guardian of the trial.

"No problem, warrior." Yotna looked up and down at Garin's sturdy body. "I have sensed your strength. I will allow you to enter the treasury directly and begin the trial. In return, I need you to teach Skovald a lesson!"

This guardian is brooding over his own messy affairs...

"As you wish, Messenger of Odin!"

This was exactly what Garin wanted, and he didn't want to go through those cumbersome rituals.

Then Yotna opened the Vault of Aggramar, and Garen entered this Titan-style underground building alone.

"He is strong!"

Yotna watched Garin's back gradually disappear before turning around to communicate with Heimdall.

"Yes, I feel a threat from Olaf." Heimdall agreed. "In thousands of years, I have never felt this way from the previous kings of the Vrykul."

Although Garin used magic items to suppress his strength to the high legendary level, the momentum he displayed during the fight was too fierce. In the eyes of these two Valashar demigods, he already possessed the power to kill gods of higher levels.

Just like an orc who is good at jumping and slashing, he makes people afraid of him.

"Perhaps this is why Father Odin took a fancy to him and personally sent me here to guide him."

While the two were talking, the sound of machinery running came from the treasure house: Activating sequence, the trial of strength begins.

Yotna opened his mouth and shouted, "Warrior, please prepare yourself!"

Heimdall looked at the black Titan creature in amazement. "This isn't like you. Are you still the Yotna known for being ruthless and impartial?"

Yotna grinned widely and chuckled, "Since the Father God is optimistic about him, then he is likely to be able to break the Valargarde blockade. Why should I make things difficult for him?"

"Besides, I'm counting on him to avenge me."

Bang!

Bang!

Ouch!

Ouch!

A burst of smashing and looting noises came from inside the treasure house, and it stopped abruptly after just ten breaths...

Then, under the gaze of Heimdall and Yotna, Galin's tall figure walked out from the stairs of the treasury.

"I think I passed." Garin said a little embarrassedly: "I only used 50% of my strength, and the starlight giant was blown up. It shouldn't be dead..."

Five points of strength...

That starlight is the soul of the former king of Viku, and the strongest one among them!

Is it so easy?

Yutena felt his whole body tense up.

According to past traditions, after the trial-taker passed the treasury, the guardian of the treasury would feel itchy and secretly add another round to test the trial-taker's strength personally.

It seems now.

There is no need for this.

"Haha! You have passed the test, powerful warrior. Come to me quickly and I will grant your weapon the blessing of the guardian of the treasure house."

Yutena felt that his laughter lacked strength, so in order to save face, he added another sentence.

"But this is not the end. On the road to seeking the Holy Shield, many difficult challenges are waiting for you."

Garin pulled out his two battle axes.

"Raise your weapons, warrior! Accept this gift from the Titan! May its power aid you in your hour of need."

"Forward, warriors of the treasury!"