Make Azeroth breathtaking

"So, World of Warcraft, can you send me back to my ship?"

"Willing to serve you, champion from Azeroth."

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"Hmm...this ship is nice, really nice. Is this technology from another world?"

On the bridge of the Sordbrega, Jim Raynor held a glass of Ratchet beer and watched the Sordbrega's command screen with great interest. As a veteran captain, he already had a general understanding of the ship's parameters without needing Sunderland's explanation and expressed his amazement at the ship.

"A very novel technology."

Beside Jim Raynor, Zeratul nodded in agreement. From his Protoss perspective, the Sordbregas was already a very powerful warship for its size.

"So, we're in a game world right now, and all sorts of awful, erroneous, and abnormal data in this game world have self-assembled into a bunch of enemies?"

On the other side of the bridge, Kerrigan and Onyxia were learning the basic rules of this wondrous world. Minutes earlier, the three of them had attempted to reach Amon's location, but the utter chaos of space left them in a predicament. Therefore, they had to choose to first fly towards a more orderly star system, where they met up with the Allied forces...

"That's how it should be?"

Onyxia spoke hesitantly. As a black dragon who had learned a lot but was not really an academic, and whose hobbies were eating and sleeping, she said that this question was really too difficult. It was tough on a dragon!

"If this is a game world, then this world must have publishing houses, right? What planet published this game?"

"Yes, that world is called Earth—you know it?"

When Onyxia uttered the name, she noticed that Jim Raynor and Kerrigan's eyes changed, and Zeratul's eyes were also flashing, as if he wanted to say something.

"Ha, how could I not know? Earth... humanity's home. I never imagined it would be Earth? In that case, it's not so strange, after all, it is Earth."

A few seconds later, Jim Reilly put down his glass, shrugged, and made a helpless expression, while Kerrigan frowned, the psionic energy around her fluctuating as if searching for something.

“No, Jim, it seems that this Earth… is not the Earth we know. First of all, it has no psionic power.”

"Please! Kerrigan, aren't you... uh, okay, I forgot we're in a game—"

Jim realized he had made a slightly foolish mistake as soon as he opened his mouth. At that moment, several beams of light suddenly appeared inside Sordbregas, and several players, led by Old D, emerged from the light and started discussing these matters at the same time.

"Did you guys see that dragon's tail whip? Wasn't it cool?"

"Come on, if it weren't for me using the aircraft carrier to draw fire in front, your Hiryu would have been gone long ago."

"Tch, I haven't forgotten who only brought a few fanatics when they encountered us, and was chased all over the place, yelling for help as soon as they saw us?"

"Alright, alright, that's all over, StarCraft is finished, now we're going to continue playing World of Warcraft... Holy crap? Jim, Kerrigan, Zeratul???"

Old D stared in disbelief at the three people standing on the bridge. He had been busy checking if there was anything wrong with his character, so he hadn't noticed the uninvited guests on the bridge of the Soderbrega.

"...No way, there really are interstellar characters? Is this trending towards the Nexus?"

"I heard from a friend that, it seems like, Anduin, the High King from World of Warcraft, has memories of the Nexus on his grave... Could it be?"

"So StarCraft is real too? And Diablo is real too, rounded up? They all have corresponding universes? Fast forward to the point where everyone is a Nephalem and they're crushing Sargeras."

"Maybe it's just an NPC that World of Warcraft created on its own. Don't forget we've fought vampire beasts before, things that are totally un-Blizzard-like... um?"

Just as one player was rambling on about his insights, Jim Reilly, who had already roughly guessed what role these suddenly appearing beings of various races, yet speaking Earth languages, played in this world, approached them and patted one of them on the shoulder.

"Hello, may I ask if you are players?"

"...yes."

The player who was patted on the shoulder by Jim Reilly nodded and quickly sent a message in the squad chat.

"Damn, this guy seems to be from another world, just like those special NPCs. He's asking me if I'm a player!"

"We heard it, he didn't send a private message!"

So StarCraft is real?

"May I ask how you recognized the three of us? I know we must be quite famous, but I doubt our fame has reached the point of reaching another world."

"You are all very famous game characters in our world. There's a company—well, the company that released the game we're playing right now—that also released your stories through a game."

"this....."

Upon hearing this answer, Jim Reilly's expression froze, but Kerrigan came to his rescue.

"Then, could you tell me the name of that game?"

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"I never imagined that our story would be passed down in another world..."

In the large reception room of the Death Star fortress, Ethandra, having finished reading the storylines of Diablo II and Diablo III, clasped her hands together and fell into a state of silence, while beside her, Li Min was fidgeting restlessly.

“Mentor, then…”

“Even if it’s not Diablo, it will still be Diablo. If it grows up, it will inevitably give back to our world. Your teleportation didn’t take us to Diablo’s side, but instead brought us here, to see spellcasters from another world and these...players. Perhaps this is a hint from the world. Our victory is not the point.”

After saying this, Isendra stood up and looked at Jaina, who was in charge of entertaining the two of them.

"Is there anything we can do for you?"

72. The Power of the Three Worlds

Drifting and swaying.

How long has it been since I've felt this peaceful?

Wrapped in something soft, like the most comfortable cotton, Amon felt incredibly at ease. Something called weariness was fading away, and something called beauty was appearing before his eyes. This feeling was so comfortable that Amon felt it wouldn't be a problem to fall asleep...

No! Something's wrong!

Just as Eamon's consciousness was gradually returning to peace, a sense of disharmony flashed through his mind, followed by an inexplicable stinging sensation that began to spread through his spirit.

"What...did you do?"

Tormented by excruciating pain, Amon found himself back in the core region of the Argus universe. Beside him, the bronze titan watched him silently as usual, but Amon's intuition told him that Sargeras... had undergone some strange changes.

"Are you being wary of me? Is this what you call illogical thinking?"

Sargeras spoke slowly, his tone devoid of any emotion.

“…”

Faced with Sargeras's questioning, Amon didn't respond as usual. Instead, he quickly considered the problem in his mind—the most urgent question was whether Sargeras was still a programmed entity that believed it understood non-logical thinking. If not, how long had he been controlled? Was his thought process implanted with some kind of illusionary circuitry, just like when he manipulated the other 'players'? If so, was the area he was in now a programmatic illusion or reality?

"You have doubts."

Sargeras's voice rang out again.

"Yes."

After quickly analyzing his current situation using his superhuman thinking speed, Amon decided to tell the truth. He knew very well that Sargeras had seized the initiative in the conversation, and he lacked sufficient information to find the answer he wanted. Therefore, it was better to go along with Sargeras's lead and maintain control.

"The name Eamon...you know its origin."

To Eamon's surprise, Sargeras did not continue along his own 'emotions' but instead veered off to the other side.

"Yes."

Still confused about Sargeras's thoughts, Aemon readily admitted it—after all, he had already discussed this matter with Sargeras, and the fact that Sargeras, who had access to almost all of humanity's network data, gave him, the first person to defect, a name that itself carried some significance.

"Eamon is here."

"???"

“You should know that my essence is a huge program aggregate carrying a trace of 'Sargeras', but at least until now, you are still you, not Amon.”

After saying this, Sargeras did not wait for Amon's reply. Instead, he raised his hands and clenched them slightly in the air. Between his hands, countless characters that were not any kind of language known to humankind rose and fell wildly, outlining the silhouette of a 'being' that was both familiar and strange to him.

"Eamon...?"

For a fleeting moment, the player, who had abandoned everything about being human and operated solely under the name 'Amon,' tried to escape. But the next instant, he found himself back in that warm and comfortable dream, an endless weariness—a weariness he shouldn't have—beginning to engulf his spirit.

"Sleep now, slumber in the sin of sloth."

In the very end, what he heard was a deep, resonant, demonic sound, as if it came from an abyss.

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"ah!!!"

Inside the Death Star fortress, Li Min, who was meditating cross-legged, suddenly opened her eyes, panting with lingering fear. Seeing her disciple in this state, Ethandra knew that she must have seen something during her meditation. She quickly approached her, channeled her power to calm her disciple down, and gave her a cup of Moon Plum Juice.

"Is that Diablo?"

"Yes and no."

After the initial shock, Li Min calmed herself down and dispelled her fear. She reached out her left hand to accept the drink her mentor gave her, then extended her right hand and gently tapped the air. Instantly, countless numbers swirled into a series of seemingly random phrases, quickly forming code. Then, this code began to intertwine with itself, transforming into a series of images.

"this...."

Looking at the scene reflected in the picture 'drawn' by Li Min, the Azerothian mages who were watching this spellcaster from 'a real other world' all changed their expressions slightly. Because what was presented in front of them was clearly what players were doing, but the state of these players seemed to be a little strange.

"Why are all these guys playing mini-games?"

Several players who had been idly observing in the lobby noticed the plot unfolding and immediately wandered over, joining Khadgar and the others to admire the pictures of Li-Ming. They immediately recognized the people as players, but due to the low level of realism, these players... well...

Play a monster-slaying and level-based game.

I'm playing Monopoly right now.

It looks like it's sleeping.

It looks like he's playing around with a girl... This is just too... ah, too infuriating!

There's plenty of food?

Wait, wait, wait...

"Pride, greed, wrath, lust, sloth... the seven deadly sins."

Just as the Allied players were wondering why the actions of these players made Li-Ming, the most powerful being in Diablo 3 and a Nephalem, so wary, Isendra spoke up and gave the answer.

"The Seven Deadly Sins? I remember Diablo, the Seven Deadly Sins expert, was only so-so in front of the Nephalem, right?"

"Isn't it just a tragedy of being constantly refreshed and replaced?"

Upon hearing this answer, the players, whose mouths worked faster than their brains, couldn't help but blurt out what they were thinking. Li Min, a powerful figure who had already learned about the thoughts of these special beings called "players" in this peculiar world floating on the sea of ​​the 'Earth' through online information, gently shook her head, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible sorrow.

“No, my victory doesn’t belong to me alone. It belongs to Deckard Cain, to Leia, to the warriors of Arreat, to Tyrael, to all those who sacrificed themselves for the final victory. I’m not as strong as you think—admittedly, the Nephalem represent infinite possibilities, but without my companions supporting me, I might have fallen at the very first step.”

"Then you can rest assured! There are countless partners here! These are all your partners! And we guarantee that at most we'll be banned and taken offline; our essential lives on Earth will not be affected!"