Make Azeroth breathtaking

The player who spoke first patted his chest repeatedly, assuring Li Min that he was very reliable. Seeing this, Li Min, who had been somewhat worried, chuckled. Then, her expression turned serious again.

"Alright, I know you're strong and reliable. However, Diablo, in a sense, has also gained 'partners' now. These players, dragged into the Seven Deadly Sins illusion and stripped of their physical bodies, leaving only their souls, strengthen him with each round of the game, and with each cycle, they move one step closer to Diablo's true nature—"

"So we need to hurry up and take down that Diablo you're talking about, Sargeras who was originally born here, and Amon, who seems to have awakened over there—according to the people of Azeroth, they might be able to stay here for a little over two more days—if we don't do something quickly."

Jim Reynolds' voice suddenly entered the ears of everyone present, accompanied by his 3D projection.

"Eamon? That guy isn't..."

“He used to be a player, but not anymore. Kerrigan’s psionic energy is jumping around a lot. That guy has now been replaced with the real ‘Amon’—of course, a flawed version, but I don’t want to gamble on whether it will become the real Amon!”

"I don't want to gamble on whether Diablo will become a true Seven Deadly Sins—it's just that there doesn't seem to be anything we can do right now."

"No, if you hadn't appeared, it would have been really difficult for us to do anything. After all, I even considered a desperate, all-or-nothing approach: directly charging into the shattered Argus and using the 'corpse-dragging' tactic to overwhelm Sargeras. But the information you brought has actually brought some order to this region of space—Diablo, born from negative data, has 'reclaimed' a large amount of negative data, and Amon, who controls creation, is instinctively rebuilding the shattered dimensions according to his own preferences—in short! They have unconsciously opened up a path for us to move forward!"

Tannis's voice took over from Jim Raynor's, and at the same time, a star map unfolded on the Death Star's large screen.

"...This sounds like a plot-driven death, but is this the final battle?"

"Where did you learn that word, Khadgar?"

"Earth novels are still quite interesting, Tennyson the Tinker."

Khadgar shrugged and casually twirled his fingers in front of him.

"However, we still have a small problem now. With the arrival of these two fragments from other worlds... well, the final boss level, some things that can be called 'data inflation' have also appeared in front of us. With the 'data' of World of Warcraft players, even with the equipment we give them, it will be difficult to quickly complete the battle with them."

"Well..."

Tennys's projected gaze became subtle, and Li Min noticed that she seemed to be looking at her.

"We'll need the help of our beloved StarCraft trio, the powerful Nephalem, and her master."

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What's the most fun game on Earth right now?

World of Warcraft.

What is the most important thing for Earth right now?

Play World of Warcraft, defeat the final boss, save humanity's digital civilization, and at the same time, save those who have trapped themselves in the game.

Is the gameplay in World of Warcraft too monotonous now?

Not at all. You can experience various modes such as FPS, MMORPG, and ARPG. If you're trustworthy and skilled, you can even experience high-tech stealth gameplay. And now, World of Warcraft has added RTS gameplay...

But...

"Ugh, why am I the interstellar commander?"

Inside the rally hall of the Death Star Fortress, a player clad in magnificent Protoss armor stared at his control panel with a conflicted expression. Beside him, a Tauren player looked at his Gauss rifle, pulled the trigger several times, and finally sighed resignedly.

"You've got it all figured out, buddy. I'm basically a Tauren hunter with some StarCraft abilities plugged in—I know you want to be a Nephalem too, the problem is there are just so many Nephalem..."

"Even if it's not a Nephalem, using a Diablo 2 character template wouldn't be bad. At least it's a mowing-down-enemies type!"

Hearing the Tauren's words, the player who became the Protoss Commander felt a little better, but still felt regretful—a Nephalem! A Nephalem!

"...Nephalem aren't as good as you think, actually..."

Just as the two players were lamenting why they weren't Nephalem, a handsome-looking Night Elf player carrying a crossbow appeared beside them.

"...Nephalem."

"A true lucky charm..."

"Kill to death!"

However, before this player could even point out what was wrong with the Nephalem, he was surrounded by a group of players in the lobby who hadn't drawn the 'Nephalem template'. The angry players picked up this powerful figure and carried him towards a pillar not far away—for the lucky ones, you have to use some interesting methods to make them remember you!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

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"Is this really okay?"

Looking at the players in the assembly hall, who were in complete chaos due to the 'uneven job advancement', Li Min had large beads of sweat dripping from her forehead. Beside her, a certain low-pressure tinkerer was being held down by Jaina and Iggy.

"The pay-to-win system, hehe, hehe... it doesn't work, hehe, hehe..."

"What's up with her?"

Jim Reynolds looked at the mechanic who had seemed so intelligent in their previous conversation and was now acting strangely, his mind filled with questions.

"Because this world is so closely connected to our world, through certain means, the materials and currency of this world become real in our world, and our dear Great Tinker has already made a fortune—and now, a sum of money has flown away right before her eyes."

Varian shrugged.

"What money?"

"She originally wanted players to 'pay' to participate in this 'class gain bonus' event—but in the end, she was stopped by her own conscience and the Nexus Thinking Module of World of Warcraft."

"......"

Just as Jim Reilly was at a loss for words, Tennys, whose mind had finally calmed down, walked up to them.

"Everyone, are you all ready?"

"nature."

"So....."

Tanis stretched out her hand and projected a palm print-like object in front of her, while the other leaders of Azeroth also stretched out their hands and looked at the palm prints projected in front of them.

"The final agreement for the fortress has been unlocked. All troops, launch an attack."

73. Dungeon Battle

"..."

In the pitch-black expanse of space, devoid of any starlight as a backdrop, dozens of colossal behemoths, resembling Leviathans, silently roamed amidst shattered stardust. Their swaying tentacles gently stirred massive meteorites. Fel energy, or perhaps something more sinister, flickered across their bodies, illuminating a hideous, unidentifiable swarm of creatures hovering nearby. Bound within them, Legion-affiliated resurrected beings, deeply hypnotized, played in a 'dream' woven by the three great demons, serving as the chaotic thought centers of these behemoths. Occasionally, these unfortunate souls, completely unaware of their predicament, would let out satisfied sighs, at which point the behemoths' activity would suddenly accelerate, stirring up even more inertial currents around them. Undoubtedly, anyone who dared to invade their territory would be met with an attack from tens of thousands—or even hundreds of thousands—of combat units with technology at the unit level.

And these are merely the tip of the iceberg of the forces currently controlled by the three demon lords. In the deeper reaches of the universe, countless more, far more profound demons must lurk, and if any foolish creature dares to approach...

"Crackling sound!!!!"

Suddenly, a series of unnatural sounds, completely out of place in the vacuum of space—sounds that seemed to be the cracking of something—rapidly filled the area. This anomaly caused the patrolling Leviathan behemoths to cease their movements and turn in unison towards the source of the sounds, extending their tentacles in an attempt to capture and eliminate the intruders.

However, what they captured was not 'message', but death.

"boom!"

Amidst even more intense and anomalous sound waves, the space where the Leviathans resided began to vibrate supernaturally, and numerous visible spacetime rifts instantly transformed the area into a "spider web."

The next instant, the spiderweb-like area scattered, and everything with a material form within the area began to disintegrate. Leviathan and the meteorite, which were closest to the center, were the first to be hit, losing most of their bodies in the blink of an eye.

Faced with such annihilation, the enormous Leviathans, stimulated by some inexplicable data link, frantically shook their tentacles, activated their abilities, and berated their servants, trying to fight for a glimmer of hope. However, in the face of this spacetime catastrophe, their resistance was so weak and so insignificant!

"Boom!"

As the last Leviathan, along with the last trace of this space, vanished into the deeper void with the collapse of spacetime, the colossal Death Star fortress slowly emerged from the core node of this now-emptied area, shaking space once more. However, this time, the tremor was not for destruction, but for creation. With each tremor, a star ring expanded at the speed of light; with each tremor, a considerable area of ​​space was stabilized; with each tremor, countless materials were transported to designated locations, then spontaneously assembled into colossal cities.

"Tannis the Great Tinker, could your Death Star fortress do this in the real world of Azeroth?"

Watching as one metallic, powerful interstellar fortress after another was rapidly "assembled" from the expanding star rings floating in space outside the main fortress, Jim Raynor, standing beside her, was utterly stunned. Admittedly, the Death Star fortress was formidable, but this technology—the ability to create modular fortresses anytime, anywhere in space, and to control distances measured in light-seconds… Jim Raynor briefly considered what it would be like to fight these things… hmm, it seemed quite appealing…

"Of course, but the material limitations are a bit large. After all, we can't mine indefinitely like we can here. One of the functions of the Death Star Fortress is to build satellite fortresses and quickly construct the front-line array."

"To be frank, given our current situation, this function is, to use a term I've only recently learned, 'useless.' In this chaotic environment, conventional troop advance methods are unlikely to be effective."

Zeratul floated to Tannis's side, staring at the lights representing cities that lit up on the screen, and voiced his opinion in the communication channel reserved for high-ranking Allied commanders. Tannis nodded in agreement with Zeratul.

"That's right, so their purpose is not to serve as their original frontline bases."

"Then, why were they established?"

"About this..."

A smile appeared on Tennys's face.

"Zeratul, you must have read a lot of information about how this world works, right? Do you know what a dungeon is?"

"A copy? You mean you want that?"

"That's right. Before Azeroth even awoke, it would unconsciously create spacetime traps, binding 'troublesome' timelines or things within them, repeating this process multiple times to minimize their overall impact—and this ability is almost completely unaffected by any interference..."

After saying this, Tannis ran her fingers lightly across her face, and with this movement, some stars belonging to the Chaos Sector lit up.

"Now that this universe has become the intersection of three universes, the 'chaotic algorithm region' created by that guy has been diluted a lot. Therefore, scholars on Earth have the opportunity to capture some regions. What we need to do now is to link those regions with dungeon portals, and then have Azeroth activate the spacetime trap mechanism to capture them. After that, players will use appropriate methods to clear those regions multiple times. With the help of the players, we will be able to complete a thorough analysis of those regions. After the analysis is completed, we will teleport the corresponding modular fortress there, and then activate the resonance system to send 'our rules' over."

"Sounds good. So, what can we do?"

Although Zeratul couldn't understand some of the specific terms Tannis used, as a seasoned Dark Templar, he had grasped the general approach to the battle.

"Wait here with us."

Tannis's words made Zeratul pause for a moment.

“Our combat strength far surpasses that of those players—even those you define as Nephalem—our combat strength may not be necessary, but I believe we have a reason to go to the front lines.”

“That’s right, so we have to wait, because only here can we ‘split ourselves into tens of thousands’ to fight. If we go with the players, then we’re just slightly stronger players.”

"?"

"Don't worry, you'll understand in a moment."

74. The progress can be considered smooth.

"Crack—crack—crack—boom—"

Amidst the dull hum of the engine and the sound of something being crushed, Old D sat cross-legged atop the turret of a siege tank. His right hand rested on what appeared to be a Gauss sniper rifle, but with clearly visible magical runes flickering on it. His left hand swiped and tapped on the screen in front of him, browsing missions, admiring the loot, and chatting happily with his friends.

"How's it going on your end? Was the trip to Benban smooth?"

"It's annoying. The monsters are dense, they have a lot of health, and they can't hide. There's no way to get around them. I can only hack my way through."

"That's strange. You four are Nephalem, so why are you feeling annoyed by Weirdos? Aren't Nephalem supposed to be just mowing down trees all day?"

"...Old D, you haven't forgotten the biggest problem facing the Nephalem?"