More and more new players entered World of Warcraft and began to experience the unique charm of Azeroth.
When it came to the most precious memories in World of Warcraft, everyone had a different answer.
Perhaps it was that good friend who had fought alongside him in the novice area.
Perhaps it was a teammate who smiled and handed over a piece of bread in a dungeon.
Perhaps he was a passerby who helped him when he was being camped by the enemy camp.
Perhaps this passerby's corpse was also camped. The two of you chatted happily while you fought against players from several opposing camps.
Perhaps you will always remember the high-ranked Wizard who passed by and killed a monster with a red letter to save your life. He also gave you a few bags.
You will remember the priest who gave you a buff while passing by.
He still remembered the time when he finally bought a horse after saving for a long time. He rode it happily around the main city, wondering why it didn't know how to swim.
Or perhaps, they lived by counting their copper coins. There were only a few slots in their bags, but they could not bear to throw away any of their trash. They had to go back to the city and sell them to merchants.
The fear he felt when he first entered Twilight Forest by mistake.
The excitement he felt when he first stepped into the Howling Cave.
Countless PVP maniacs fought on the battlefield, and they did not sleep or rest for the title of a high-grade warlord or great marshal.
In order to fight for the Wild Boss, the Alliance and the Horde had gathered a few teams and fought until the ground was covered in corpses, from one side of the map to the other.
In order to complete their class quests and obtain Epic-level weapons, the hunters and priests trained their skills with all their might. They did not want to give up no matter how many times they failed.
The first orange weapon, Ragnaros' Hand of Ragnaros, appeared. There was also the rumored Thunder's Fury, the Wind Chaser's Blessed Sword. It made the blood of countless warriors and knights boil.
When they explored Blackwing's Nest, there was a saying that "once the Brotherhood Sword is used, there will be no more brothers."
All the players in the server worked together to open the gate to Ahn 'Qiraj, making this event the most unforgettable world event in the history of World of Warcraft.
When Naxxramas came online, the graveyard of the Scourge Army covered the sky above Azeroth. The shadow of the Scourge Army had arrived in front of every player.
After that, there was the Burning Crusade, the Wrath of the Lich King …
At that time, mages still needed to make bread and water in groups.
The tortoise book could be sold for a sky-high price.
Thieves needed materials for Vanish and Blind.
The Hunters managed to kite the Magic Tyrannosaurus to Orgrimmar.
There were a lot of soul fragments in the Warlock's bag.
It was impossible for Knights and Shamans to appear in the same party.
The Alliance and the Tribe would fight whenever they met, and the only time they didn't fight was when An Qi opened the door.
Large-scale battles frequently broke out in Stranglethorn Valley and Southshore.
Black Rock Mountain was nicknamed as the pinnacle of PvP.
Countless people in Silithus carried the sand on their backs, just like miners, conscientious and conscientious.
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In World of Warcraft, there were many touching and true stories.
The Last Protector of the King
de，yu
Diu;
Hero, may you have a regretless love;
World of Warcraft didn't turn humans into Warcraft.
The most precious equipment, the Scarlet Crusade Equipment Set.
Boss, I didn't have the chance to heal you in the past. Let me heal you now.
How many wowers did we lose in the Wenchuan earthquake? Not a single one. They were just disconnected.
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The reason why a game was immortal was because it carried the beautiful memories of countless players.
For the players in the parallel world, they were extremely lucky.
They could travel to a more perfect World of Warcraft and experience the world of Azeroth created by next-generation VR. In this world, they could write their own legends.
They could chat casually with the NPCs in the wild or visit the main cities to pay their respects to the legendary heroes. They could also transmigrate and experience every Dungeon and every adventure there was to experience.
On the vast continent of Azeroth, countless small players were running all over the place. They ran from the crossroads to Rattan City, and from Grey Valley to the wetlands. The big players rode their golden horses and gathered at the Burning Steppes, Silithus, and Dustwallow Swamp. They challenged the dragons and the Old Gods like heroes. On the battlefield, the warriors of the Alliance and the Horde fought tirelessly and charged at the vast number of enemies without hesitation.
Perhaps each player had a different understanding of Warcraft, just like how there were 1,000 Hamlets in 1,000 readers.
However, what they missed most was that special feeling.
Although times had changed and nothing could return to that beautiful time, at least the players still had the most beautiful memories, right?
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Following the popularity of World of Warcraft, the sales of the Matrix gaming pod increased again.
The biggest difference between online games and single player games was that the game itself had a long lifespan.
In Chen Mo's previous life, there were countless MMORPGs that used 'surpassing Warcraft' as a gimmick. However, they appeared and disappeared one after another, and none of the MMORPGs could reach the heights of World of Warcraft.
From the classic Old World to the Wrath of the Lich King, World of Warcraft had enough content to run for two to three years. During this period of time, World of Warcraft was like a cash cow that could continuously contribute to Chen Mo's Point Cards.
Once a large number of players entered the game, it seemed to have a life of its own. With a slight push from the designer, it would continue to run like a perpetual motion machine.
However, for the players in the parallel world, there were still many things they had to experience before they could truly defeat the Lich King.
However, Chen Mo wasn't in a rush. He would let the players experience it slowly.
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Molten Core, a Horde party.
Two Door Gods fell to the ground. Their huge bodies made everyone feel the ground shake. A few players couldn't dodge in time and were hit in the head, becoming corpses.
"Damn! How can they be killed by corpses? Where did your eyes go? Hurry up and revive them. "
"What a nightmare. We've been exploring these two bosses for more than a week, and we've finally defeated them. It wasn't easy at all. The bosses of raid dungeons are just different. "
The team leader was a rough person. He cursed as he looted the corpses.
The other members sat down to eat and drink. After a week of exploring, they were finally able to defeat these two Door Gods. Everyone was relieved and in a good mood.
"These two big things are finally defeated! Team leader is awesome! "
"Sigh, I wonder what they'll drop. I'm looking forward to it."
"Hopefully they'll drop purple equipment? We fought so hard for a week! "
While the members were discussing, they noticed that the team leader's expression wasn't quite right.
The team leader who was usually loud and boisterous became very quiet. He didn't say a word as he looted the corpses of the two Lava Giants, remaining in his squatting position.
The members suddenly became nervous as they discussed among themselves.
"What's the meaning of this? Could it be that the team leader wants to keep some good equipment? "
"Impossible, how could the team leader be that kind of person?"
"Then why isn't the team leader standing up?"
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