Warcraft: Where the Gods Forgot

World of Warcraft fan fiction. After a few unlucky guys were mistakenly killed by the light beams of the Sunwell, they accidentally came to a certain planet. The land here was covered with the ruins of the ancient god empire, and holy light crystals were floating in the sky. They found that the planet had been eroded by the void, and they were afraid that there was nothing they could do to save it. "Where is the Burning Legion? Save me!" "Mr. Sa has gone to jail, why are you burning?" The ethnic groups living on this planet are either assimilated by the Holy Light or believe in ancient gods. There are constant disputes between empires. Each ethnic group has its own demands, but no one in the Supreme One can hear them. Adventurers coming from afar from Azeroth are about to face new challenges and loot. "O Holy Light, please grant me courage and a whirlwind of holy energy!" "Knights of the Black Blade! Hold the line!" "The wilderness is the destination, and the arrow never misses." "The power of the ancestors is with me! Thunder and magma... Bloodthirsty will be over soon!" "Longsir is behind you, not far away." "I live with the shadows, be careful with your backpack." "Grandmaster, where are we going today?" "The power of nature, the power of the wild, I am not a hunter's pet." "Where's my egg knife?" "Don't be afraid, the Holy Light and the Shadow are just a thought away." "Xie Neng, have you seen those tentacles?" "You'd better be polite to me, or else there will be neither bread nor a portal back." "Charge!"