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!

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

A continent never before seen, an elven family never before seen, a starkly different fate. Following the War of the Ancients, the Night Elves were divided. The Night Elves, led by Malfurion, believed magic would attract demons and advocated for its prohibition. The High Elves, led by Dath'Rema, believed magic could not be abandoned, as it was woven into their very being. The Elves, led by Snyder, believed magic could not be abandoned, but must be used with caution. They also believed that power was not right or wrong, but the human heart. Thus, three factions, three political systems, and three nations emerged.

A blood-stained contract, a mountain of gold waiting to be mined, a precarious kingdom. He is an engineer, a foreman, the last hope of all the oppressed. He is an ambitious man, a capitalist, the most unstable piece on the chessboard of the nobility. In his left hand is a blueprint for overturning the world, in his right is the soft hand of his daughter. Vand, no, Edwin VanCleef, will use steel and concrete, gears and levers, to reshape the order of this world. "Truth lies only within the range of siege guns. And I am responsible for defining that range."

Azeroth is troubled by internal and external troubles, and countless enemies are waiting to eat this cake.

If you want to survive, people must fight hard to win that ray of life.

However, those powerful tribes are not in their positions.

The five-colored dragons are fighting internally and internally, and they have not fulfilled their responsibility of protection at all!

The human guardians who have powerful magical powers are leading the way for the Burning Legion.

The high elves lie down under the shade of the trees of their predecessors, unaware that danger is approaching.

The night elves are even more excessive, they just fall asleep!

Lying down, betraying, pretending to be dead, all kinds of monsters are tossing around in Azeroth, waiting for the final judgment.

A high-level elf boy who has awakened the memory of another world is working hard to cultivate in order to prevent the world from being destroyed.

Yes, as long as I am strong enough, the world will not be destroyed!

Explore the truth of the world, decipher the mysteries of WoW, and pursue the true meaning of the arcane. A different Azeroth, a different World of Warcraft. I am Patrick Caboron, Archmage of Silvermoon City. I am the will of the world, I am the radiance of the arcane. Chat group: 297229149

The history professor accidentally traveled through time and space and became the leader of the independent regiment, Kong Jie, and awakened the [Combat Simulation] cheat code!

A Japanese transport convoy appeared in the area? Simulate an ambush and wipe them out!

The Japanese sent out two battalions to conduct a mop-up operation? Lure the enemy deep into their territory and completely annihilate them!

The Japanese set a trap for the traitor's birthday? They secretly attacked the Japanese county town!

…

Brigade Commander: "Good boy, Kong Jie actually captured the county town quietly. This Kong Jie should be the brigade commander!"

Gradually, the Japanese discovered that a unit with the same organization was unable to capture Kong Jie and would often be defeated.

Kong Jie smiled without saying anything: "I am invincible below the division level, and I can trade one for one above the division level!"

From now on, there is no combat simulation, only a micro-control master!