Chapter 706: An Evil God’s Whispers

The huge world that World of Warcraft presented to the players in the game contained abundant and complicated information, but its theme wasn’t hard to understand.

By now, many players had formed an initial understanding of the whole world and the series of events in it.

On the land of Durotar, the Horde led by Thrall built campsites here and continued to enlarge the troops. In the official novel, Rise of the Horde, they invited creatures such as the undead, orcs, taurens, and trolls to join them.

On the other side, the Alliance led by the human kingdom, Stormwind City, had begun to form an alliance with different races such as the elf race and dwarf race.

While the hidden conspiracies slowly spread on the land, the dangers left from ancient times still threatened the safety of the Alliance and the Horde.

However, after the retreat of the Burning Legion, it was clear that their biggest enemy was each other.

In Southshore which was heavily guarded by Alliance guards, all players received an ear-piercing prompt, [Southshore is under attack!]

“Southshore is under attack!”

“What’s wrong?!”

“What happened?!”

There were many Alliance players doing quests in Southshore, including Mercenary Crete and his mercenary group.

The mercenaries didn’t have stable game time everyday, but Mercenary Crete had already reached higher than level 30. He had quite a few eye-catching blue rare items looted from Scarlet Monastery. “It’s annoying that I didn’t encounter any Horde players in the wilderness. Yesterday, I made about 7 honorable kills.”

“Yesterday, I killed one Horde player who was over level 40.” The mage named Lily, Crete’s friend and one of the first customers of the new shop, said proudly, “These Horde people are all noobs!”

“Look! What’s that?!” A nearby rogue suddenly pointed at a spot outside Southshore.

A large group of Horde players swarmed into the town like tigers released from cages.

The group of players who were a little over level 30 but were still half-new to the game didn’t have time to react.

Charge!

Shadow Bolt!

Lightning Bolt!

Backstab!

“…”

They all dropped to the ground.

“What’s that?!”

“My goodness! So many Horde people…”

Without warning, the entirety of Southshore was swallowed by magic spells and sword and saber energies.

“Butcher! Butcher them all! Today, crush the heads of these damn Alliance people!” Soon, Southshore was littered with corpses of Alliance players, and many undead, tauren, and orc players danced on these corpses smugly.

“Hahahaha! I killed over a dozen!”

“I feel like my prestige rank is about to increase!” In the Half City Shop, a black cloud hovering in the air laughed wildly while wearing a virtual reality headset.

…

“We new players can’t do quests now.” The big white deer had been playing a new druid character who belonged to the Alliance, enjoying itself by turning into a cat or bear. However, the moment it entered the game today, it was struck to the ground by all kinds of magic spells. Now, it was lying on the ground with tears in its eyes. “We need masters to help us. There are so many Horde people!”

Then, she received the party invite from Elven.

She received a party invite from Big Sword Crete.

She received…

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“I’ll summon my brothers from the Mercenary Union!”

“They dare to bully newbies of our Alliance. Shame on them!”

They pulled out the fraction channel on the game interface. [Brothers! The Horde butchered our Southshore and even our newbies! Can we tolerate this atrocity?! Brothers with hot blood enter the group! Let’s kick out these pieces of garbage!]

[Sell Myself to Play WOW requests to join the group.]

[Lich in Make-up requests to join the group.]

[…requests to join the group.]

Instantly, group requests flooded the screen.

In World of Warcraft, the players got all the information about the races and classes and even details of each faction. They could even earn gold coins with the professional skills in the game to pay for the cost of playing the game. They felt as if it was an alternative universe that they lived in.

Yes, they lived here, performing alchemy, opening shops, cooking food, and making machinery. They could find almost anything that they wanted to do in this world. There was more than just battling in this world.

This was why players had a strong sense of ownership and honor. For example, the paladins had sworn to protect the weak with their swords and shields, so they couldn’t sit back and watch at this moment.

Similarly, the druids had once made the promise to their beloved forests, “We’ll shatter all barriers with sharp teeth and claws while roaring. Maybe years later, I can return to this place and enjoy eternal peace while leaning on the Tree of Life.”

Now facing the invasion of their biggest enemy faction, the Horde, how could they back off?

Therefore, even the players from different guilds began to organize themselves indignantly.

They worked together all by themselves without needing orders from above.

They felt as if this was their duty and honor.

“Brothers of the Alliance, enter the group and counterattack the invasion of Southshore!” A hoarse roar resonated in the whole faction.

…

On this continent, humans were respectful toward the gods. It would be better described as fear, a fear for the great power of the unknown existence that ruled over all species.

The innate fear that the lower-level creatures had toward the higher-level existences had been engraved in their bones.

This fear couldn’t be changed overnight.

…

Different from the bustle in World of Warcraft, some spots in the shop were quite peaceful.

Not everyone was involved in the big fight. For example, Elder Sewell, a peace-loving elf, never read messages in the faction’s chat channel.

At this moment, she was searching for useful minerals in Duskwood.

Suddenly, she saw a message jumping out from that QQ in the bottom-right corner of her screen.

“Trailer for The Avengers? What’s this?!” Elder Sewell froze.,

Then, she casually clicked it open.

“Humans… were made to be ruled…” A blood-colored setting sun shined lights on the tall buildings that had a totally different architectural style, and the voice that sounded like that of an evil god whispered at her ears.

The movie recreated by the system made everything as real as it could be. It even made the voices in the movie sound so real, let alone the power level in it.

A horrifying force swept across the whole city, knocking down buildings and setting all the cars on fire.

“Ya?!” Elder Sewell almost jumped up from her seat.

“What’s this?!”

“Ugh? Elder… What are you watching?” The elves beside her looked over.

“It seems…” Elder Sewell calmed herself down. “It seems to be a story about an evil god’s invasion of Earth and the people’s resistance to the invasion…”

“Ha? An evil god?! Can humans resist gods?!” another elf said in surprise.