Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Garin still wanders the Land of the Fallen Kings, but now he is not alone.

He is followed by the spirits of three Vrykul kings: Octel Dragonblood, Blackfist Helmer, and Oracle Lyssaar.

These three kings were buried in this land within the past hundred years. The earlier kings either entered Valhalla or were captured by Hela and thrown into the abyss of Hell.

However, the spirits of these three Vikus kings looked a little dim, and one could even see a look of grievance on their translucent faces.

"What, you're not convinced?"

Jialin turned his head and glanced at the three of them, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

The three king souls shone glimmeringly, and Octel Dragonblood, the first one to be ravaged by Garin, quickly said, "No! No! No! Warrior Olaf, I have never seen a Vrykul as brave as you. You must have the blood of a dragon flowing in your veins!"

The Oracle Lexas then complimented him, "Indeed, you are the strongest trial-taker in the past hundred years. You are fully qualified to enter that sacred temple!"

Black Fist Heimer looked up at the two grave buddies. He had finished speaking and didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only bite the bullet and said, "I think so too, warrior!"

"You have earned the approval of the three of us. The next step is to seek the judgment of Queen Valakira."

"Yes, as long as you pass the trial, you can go through the Gate of Glory above and directly enter the Hall of Heroes!"

The three kings' souls talked to each other and told Garin all the information.

The Valkyries they are talking about are candidates for the Val'kyr, a group of Valkyries under Odin who are responsible for selecting the heroic spirits who died in battle. They were also Vikus when they were alive.

Yes, it's them.

They came from a clan composed of female Vrykul, and were the most powerful Vrykul clan in Stormheim.

Their customs are very similar to those of the harpy people. They select strong male Vrykul through various means to mate with them. If they give birth to a baby girl, they will keep her; if they give birth to a baby boy, they will send him back to his clan.

After the death of these female Vikus, the brave ones will ascend directly to Valhalla, and the rest will become Valkyries, responsible for supervising the three major trials set by Odin.

After finding the true warriors, they will be able to enter Valhalla and become true Valkyries under El's command.

And El was Hela's former colleague and Odin's right-hand man.

After knowing the process, Garin asked the three souls of the Viku kings to lead the way, and soon they saw the largest circle of tombs in the north of the Fallen Kings.

The autumn stele here is taller than those of the three kings, and there are many golden shields around the stele as burial objects.

However, things here don't seem peaceful at the moment. Garin has seen that many tombs have been broken open, with bone fragments scattered everywhere.

"Hey, fresh traces of excavation, how big of a grudge does this have against the Valkyrie!"

"That's right, Ashedielde's grave has also been dug up. This is even worse than disturbing her soul's slumber. It's a fight to the death!"

"You're right!"

Maybe it’s because they’ve been dead for a hundred years and lying in bed for too long without anyone to communicate with, so the three kings’ souls have a lot to say.

Garin also knew that the Valkyrie King of this generation was named Ashildir, and he had guessed who did it.

Skovald, God-King of the Tideskorn Clan.

He was one step faster than Garin, one step faster, and every step faster.

If there weren't so many Vikus kings here, Garin would probably have been stuck by him again.

"Stop! Tell me why you're here, or I'll treat you as an intruder!"

A translucent Vrykul soul floating in the air flew over with a spear in hand and intercepted three souls of one person.

This should be the Valkyrie of Valkyrie, and behind her is a team of Valkyrie guards who are the same as her.

Garin didn't say anything, but just signaled the three king souls behind him to go up and contact the Valkyrie. After all, everyone was buried in this land, so they were all grave friends.

But it seems that this Valkyrie looks down on the three kings.

"Octel Dragonblood, Blackfist Heimer, Oracle Lexas, it turns out it's you three incompetent men!"

The Valkyrie's words were filled with disdain: "Hundreds of years have passed, and the souls of the three of you still haven't been valued by the great god Odin, and you still wander this land!"

"Shut up! Ian, you didn't get promoted to Valhalla either!" Octel retorted.

Heimer followed closely behind. He glanced at the dug graves around him and said, "Not only that, you can't even protect your own graves. They have been desecrated by those Hela-worshiping Vrykul, and your remains are scattered all over the ground. This is really embarrassing!"

As expected of the former King of Viku who was awarded the title of Black Fist, even his mouth is black and it pierces the heart.

The Valkyrie of Ion was furious: "Shut up, weak man! If I were still alive, I would tear your mouth apart!"

Seeing that they had already started arguing, Jialin was speechless.

He actually wanted to use the Vikus as a bridge of communication. Given their temper, this was simply a bad move.

"Respected Valkyrie Ien."

Jialin raised his leg and walked between the two groups, stopping a farce. He kept cursing and there was no offensive power at all. If anyone wanted to curse, he had to do it. With a civilization that has been passed down for five thousand years, he didn't use any dirty words when cursing.

"I am a trial-taker. I have already passed the Trial of Strength and the Trial of Will. As long as I receive the judgment of the Valkyrie Queen Ashildir, I will be able to go to Valhalla and meet the great god Odin."

"Perhaps you need my help."

Valkyrie Ion looked at Garin carefully and indeed felt the blessing of Yotna and the Dragon Queen on him, confirming that what he said was true.

The Valkyries respected the strong, and Ion's tone improved a lot: "Warrior, Ashildir's wrath has been disturbed, and her remains have been stolen by the Bone Speakers of Hosvald."

"Originally, I should have personally retrieved the Queen's remains and punished these Bone Speakers for their crimes, but the rune magic they excel at has a strong restraint on the dead, leaving us helpless."

"But you are not dead. I can sense a powerful force in you. If you want to pass the trial, you must first retrieve her remains!"

This is a mission. Kill those bone talkers and then take back the remains of Ashildir.

He is familiar with this matter.

As long as it's a task, he can do it!

received!

Garin waved his hand and led the three kings' souls towards Hosvald in the north, the city of death.

only……

The three kings didn't seem too happy.