Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The cabin of the Naglfar was dark, the only light coming from the faint blue soul lamps on the wall.

The strong smell of blood filled Garin's nose. There was a large amount of seaweed piled up at Garin's feet. Those were the Helagar stationed in the cabin. They had all been killed by Garin who came in.

More Helagar poured in from the upper deck. Garin stood in the narrow passage and struck one of them with his axe, like a single man blocking the way for ten thousand.

Garin's center-blooming style of play made Hablon angry.

The dragon-threating Vikus warriors outside were attacking fiercely, and Helagal was unable to stop them. They had already started throwing grappling hooks to climb onto the deck. Garin in the boat was too strong, and Helagal was like a small fish in his eyes.

Listening to the wailing of his men, Habron felt confused. He didn't understand why such a devastating force appeared on Odin's side when the balance had been deadlocked for tens of thousands of years?

Out of confidence in his own strength, he did not take action immediately.

"Warrior! Hero!"

Habron shouted loudly: "What Odin can give you, my master Hela can also give you!"

"Odin is trapped in a corner by my master!"

“We can give more!”

"What do you need?"

"strength!"

"Or perhaps immortal life!"

Habron tries to incite Galin to rebellion.

The screams stopped and there was silence in the fog for a long time.

A rustling sound reached Hablon's ears. The warriors of the Dragon-Flayer Clan had climbed up and surrounded Hablon, the soul shepherd.

tread!

tread!

tread!

Garin came out of the cabin with heavy footsteps in his wet boots.

Hablon stared at Garin closely, feeling uneasy.

"I don't choose Hela."

"She's so ugly!"

Habron's eyes were filled with astonishment, and then he flew into a rage: "How dare you blaspheme the gods? I will rip your filthy soul from your body and throw it into the abyss of Hell to suffer eternal torture!"

"Crack!"

Garin raised the Shield of Aggramar that he had prepared long ago, a golden light flashed, and then the battle axe chopped out!

Hablon's body was dismembered.

Damn it! He even resorted to a sneak attack when he had a divine weapon that could restrain the power of the Shadow Nation...

Habron collapsed, mumbling in shock, thinking to himself that after resurrection he must warn his master to be careful of Odin's plot. This warrior was too strong!

Unlike those Helagar, his body remained after his death, but from the empty collar, it could be seen that his body had long since decayed.

Unfortunately, Habron never had the chance to serve Hela again. His soul ascended into the sky and disappeared.

With the death of Habron, all the living forces in Tidescourt Harbor were wiped out, and the Naglfar was also captured by Garin.

"Everyone board the ship. It's still the same old method. Cover yourself with seaweed and don't show any flaws!"

Habron died quickly, and his soul was collected by the Altar of Kings. Hela only knew that Tidescourt Harbor was invaded and Commander Windblade was killed.

But she would never have expected that even her right-hand man, the "steward" Hablon who had entered the ranks of demigod, could not hold on.

Garin still chose to sneak in quietly, and then explode in the center.

Good tactics are never outdated. One new trick can make you successful all over the world.

On the deck, the dragon-snatching warriors, covered in seaweed, each performed their duties.

Garin transformed into Habron's appearance, stood at the bow holding a soul-guiding lamp, and watched the keel warship cut through the waves.

By reading the memories of the heroic spirit of Habron, Garin learned some secrets of Hela's forces.

In order to compete with Odin, Hela corrupted the entire Vrykul people of Tideskorn Harbor and created the Kvaldir.

The purpose of the Kvaldir's existence is to fight against the Vrykul tribe who believe in Odin and to rob the souls of the strong.

These plundered souls gathered at the soul transfer station of Tidescouring Harbor and were transported to the underworld abyss via the Naglfar.

It just so happened that the Naglfar was about to make a trip during this period, which gave Garin the opportunity to intercept it.

A few hours later, just before dawn, the Naglfar approached Haustvald.

Garin injected energy into the soul-guiding lamp, and then balls of thick gray fog continued to spread outward with the Naglfar as the center.

In just a moment, the entire sea surface was shrouded in fog.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

As the sea surface rolled and the waves rippled, and the low and muddy horn sounded, the keel battleship approached the ruins on the coast.

"It's Lord Habron who has arrived!"

The Naglfar entered the port of Haustvald, and Galin heard the excited roars of the Helagar.

In the mist, Garin walked to the side of the ship in the guise of Habron and asked, "What happened?"

He turned and scanned the harbor. "Why is Hauswald's defense force limited to just one of your squadrons?"

According to Habron's memory, there were at least a thousand Helajar stationed in this port before.

A captain stepped forward and replied respectfully, "Lord Habron, an army that believes in Odin has attacked Haustvald."

"Their attack is fierce. We've already lost quite a few men, and our defense is severely understrength! Our men have been drafted to the main gate!"

It seems that Heimdall did a good job, tying up Hela's troops.

Habron controlled his expression and gave a stiff smile: "Tidescourt Harbor has also been attacked. This is Odin's conspiracy!"

"Now, open the gate immediately and send the souls we brought back this time into the abyss of Hell to increase our defenses!"

"As you command! Lord Habron!"

click!

la la la!

The gears churned, and the chain made a harsh friction sound.

The beast is coming!

Hela, I'm here to poke your ass!

Hela's attention was focused on the gate, which was the entrance to the abyss of hell.

Heimdall somehow managed to break the rune barrier covering Haustvald and built a number of simple catapults.

Without the rune barrier that kept out the living, and with the heavy bombardment from the catapults, the ruined city of Haustvald was already half-decimated.

A fierce street fight broke out between the two factions of Hailaghar and Gwalagar in the city.

Feeling the crisis, Hela had to focus her energy here and created an avatar here.

Heimdall, who was originally dressed in golden clothes, has now taken off his upper armor, patted his naked upper body, and challenged the opposite side to a battle according to the custom of the Vikus.

"Hela! I know you're in there, come out!"

"I! Am Odin's messenger, carrying Odin's will, I have come!"

"If you don't come out, I will destroy your Hausvald and destroy your Hellagar!"

"You will be forced to hide in the abyss of Hell forever!"