They call me the monarch of the dead, the eternal life, the trample of all things, the soul screamer, the war whipper.

They say that I control all spirits, tear my fate, break the shackles, and oppress all beings.

They satirized me to use blood as a bait to weave the end of the world with famine and war.

They vilified me for using fear as a sword, and interpreted the end of the dusk with cruelty and indifference.

They described me as bringing destruction, hatred, anger, spreading despair, wanton arrogance, refusing to be confused, and arrogance.

They are just a group of cowards. When I arrived, they could only hide in their dens and tremble, no matter the warrior or the king, in the shadow of all things I raised, or kneel down! Either die!

But they are right, this is me…

This is… the undead king of Azeroth!

While others transmigrate into powerful, harem-building protagonists, I transmigrate into… a mushroom-man. Being a mushroom is bad enough, but to make matters worse, I'm pinned to the ground by a giant sword resembling "Frostmourne," unable to move, on the verge of becoming the fastest person to die twice in history. Thankfully, the [Lich King System] arrives, albeit late, and "thoughtfully" adapted to my race as the [Mushroom King System]. It sounds a bit cheap, but it's better than nothing! To be or not to be? When faced with this age-old dilemma, Imog has only one choice: pull out this damned sword and survive first! From now on, the scourge's iron hooves will be replaced by a swarm of fungi. I will sense the earth with mycelium, spread decay with spores, and forge my immortal throne with decay! My name is Imog, the savior of destiny, the…

Traveling across Azeroth, becoming the bastard son of Stormwind's House Prell, Roming awakens his unrivaled mowing and brushing joys.

Gear, skills, potions, mounts, materials—everything is at hand.

Azeroth, Outland, and Shadowlands are all under his control.

Ding! He's captured Illidan's Egg Blade, dual-wielding them to dominate Outland.

Ding! He's captured Frostmourne, and the Lich King begs for a large sum of money to redeem his weapons.

Ding! He's captured Al'Aar's Ashes, and Kael'thas loses his mount, paralyzed from the waist down by a 10,000-meter drop.

………

Illidan: Grandfather, please return my weapons to me. I kowtow to you for ten thousand years.

Arthas: Thank you for empowering Frostmourne and allowing me to slay the Ashbringer. From this day forward, you are my adopted parent.

Roming steps on Sargeras's head and berates the kneeling Void Lord: "I just want to live in peace in Azeroth, enjoying myself. Why bother messing with me?"

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In the 20th year of the Dark Portal calendar, everything grows and shadows grow.

Dick came to this world in embarrassment, he knew how turbulent the fate of this world was.

This year, the rise of the tribe has begun, and the glory of the alliance is still flying.

This year, the prince of Lordaeron set out to find Frostmourne. For whom did Theramore miss the song?

This year, thousands of years of waiting are still sad, and the shadow of the devil is already over the world.

This year, the Ashbringer first showed its edge, but the beautiful Windrunner was already killed in battle.

This year, the misty land is still hidden in history, but the deflection of the wheel of the world has been unstoppable.

If possible, Holy Light, please grant me the power to change everything…

Gale Dawnlight traveled to the ancient continent of Kalimdor and became a Kaldorei mage.

Faced with the impending crisis of the Burning Legion, Gale decided to gather strength.

The conflict between the Kaldorei Empire and the trolls gave Gale an opportunity.

He crafted the Blade of Justice, which restrained the trolls' regenerative abilities, earning him his first fortune.

From there, he continued his career as an arms dealer...

In the world of Azeroth, what's it like to experience the Necropolis City with the Heroes of Might and Magic 3 system? What? My initial special skill is Eagle Eye! I'm a trash Eagle Eye user. But Rhodes quickly discovers that Eagle Eye isn't so bad after all, because it allows you to steal other people's spells. Ding-dong: After a fierce battle, you have learned Frostbolt, Arcane Missiles, Flash of Light, Rain of Chaos, Chain Lightning... As a transmigrator, I wield Holy Light in my left hand, Fel Energy in my right, Arcane Radiance above my head, and Shadow Power beneath my feet. The Forces of Life and Death are upon me—that makes perfect sense, right? The six fundamental forces of the universe will be at my disposal. And the units can be used in even more creative ways: Skeleton Warriors: train them into Royal Terror Guards; Zombies: upgrade them into Abominations; Wraiths: transform them into Banshees. Vampire Kings: transform them into Salian Blood Mages, and so on...

What is the bright side?

The boundless shadow void.

Compared with the power of light that represents the order of the universe, the power of shadow that interacts with it will make people involuntarily have negative associations.

The Old Gods, the Lords of the Void, and… the unavoidable loss of control.

Is the power of shadow really difficult to break away from the control of the ancient gods and cannot be truly mastered by mortals?

The traverser Andrea has a different opinion on this.

Accidental crossing, came in Azeroth’s most dangerous period of the ancient war.

Andrea, who was blessed by the moon god Elune, had many questions about this world she thought she was very familiar with.

“Moon God” Elune, is it really just the Moon God?

Since she is not the Titan star soul that people imagined, what kind of existence is Elune?

Why did Tyrande gain the strange power of the so-called dark side of the moon when she sacrificed to Elune in the future?

“When your heart is toward the light, the shadows are silently looking back at you.” ——by Andrea Moon Shadow

The new book is next door, Azeroth's God of Order. Arcane, knowledge, the pursuit of knowledge, order, and mission. Disaster has not yet struck, and everything still has a chance. Time slowly passes, and at the same time, the Grand Mage, born through experience, gradually masters a power that no other magician has ever possessed. I can change the future because I have foreseen it. PS: The timeline access point is at the center of the First War, three years after the Dark Portal. QQ group number for this book: 537735352

I am Azar, the prince of the night elves. Let me take you to feel the magnificent world of Azeroth, let me take you to appreciate the magnificent battlefield, I will let you see the intrigues in the world, taste the poignant love, and embrace the warm family affection. My love ~ Azeroth.