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Chapter 706: An Evil God's Whispers

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

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!"