Back at the bottom, the dragon swaps the Conflux suit and the standard Marine Battle Suit. When completed, the suit said unto him.

"As you wear this suit, progressing through every month will give a new ability. Making it powerful to adapt at any advanced elements unknown to normal mages. We're watching your progress, The Dragonfight's depending upon you."

Just finishing, the two teleported back up to where the bikes were parked.

"Jeez, where were you?"

"Just being down there, taking some treasures."

"Someone talked about the suit. About its power?"

"Yep. It's best that the suit's origins remains hidden. Forever, and needs to be that way. We're going to need Darius' weapon though."

The operatives agreed with this, strangely because the plan was exceptionally suicide. Their next plan was to head to Delta-56 and fly to the Eastern Kingdoms. They'll have to go through the Alliance's best warriors to get to the King, who should have been dead from 31 years ago. But still alive as usual.

Delta-56 - Eastern Stonetalon Mountains - Artillery Command Interior.

5 hours later.

The alarms were ringing off as the mechanics got ready the guns, the artillery that is. Looks like the weapon has three solar panels to gather energy from the sun and also to collect shadows from the Twistling Nether from that plane and turn it into Anti-Matter. If fired and hits a target, it'll cause any solid matter to be vaporized instantly.

The weapon can fire at Durotar from this area, but the super-weapon treaty between them prevented the weapon from destroying anything at that area except for Stonetalon Mountains. Making the purpose really useless.

"Solar and Shadow energies at 85%, artillery 2, 3, 6, 1, 4, 5 and 7 is warming up. Preparing to fire." A mechanic says.

"Warm-up completed, 100% charged. Firing!"

The rows of artillery fire all flies to the southeastern coast, where the Alliance's 23'rd fleet and the Horde stronghold is being battered there. Looking like a stream of white and dark colored energy. As the anti-matter hit the ground, troops by the impact were fleeing, but fruitless as they were all vaporized by the energy it emitted and expanded. All the buildings were reduced to nothing.

"Payload 1 and 6 has the kill confirmed." The mechanic said as more energy hits the Alliance fleet.

"3 and 7 confirmed!"

"2 and 5 hit their designated targets."

"4 confirmed a massive hit on the ships."

"All targets have been destroyed."

"Deactivate the weapons before the Horde picks up on us." The chief engineer orders the weapons to shut down.

Over a mile away in the current sector. John crossed in with a new squad in hand. With 36 men behind him assaulting a base ahead.

"Damn. The Alliance fortified the area." John said.

"It's going to be alright, half of them glow eyes should be able to tell us about their weak spot. Right?" A scout said while her knee was pressing upon a enemy soldier. "Ow! What in the- Alright, you want to know who's the commander here?" A female Alliance soldier tells them.

"Well. Bout freaking time."

"He can be seen in golden, crested armor and as a Draenei. But beware, Their ways are so advanced that they can see the MCRS invisibility magic. And also a Paladin."

"Good intel, by the way. We're not magic." The scout lets go of the trapped soldier. And runs from them, not to call her friends.

The only way through them was brute force. The Alliance tried to send out mages to counter-strike the assault, but since so many recruits had died in the field of not knowing the MCRS's resistances to most elements. And that decision caused 14 mages to perish because of this.

In the chaos, the captain shouts. "ENOUGH OF THIS!" And with that, he jumped into the calming battle.

"This is going to be me that finishes the job, starting with that mighty warrior in the everlasting armor." He said again.

"Oh.. You mean me?" John replied.

The captain lunges forward, and starts the fight. Just without looking, a recruit hunter fires his gun. But the captain swings at the wrong time and into his shot. It goes through the head.

"Uh. What just happened?" John asked, then the Hunter returned. Turning around to see him not to far. "Incoming!" A soldier hears that, but was directly shot in the chest, specifically the heart.

Then something disturbing happened that involved the MCRS' function. The system was still working, and since the suit's super human abilities had gone into the body. Some sort of nano-technology closed the wound, and inside. The inner heart wound restored itself and closed that wound. Reviving all activities within the body and so it begins, he was alive.

"What type of magic is this?!" A Alliance soldier said. Running away. So does everyone.

"How'd you do that? Or how did that suit did that?" John replied.

"Don't know. Glad to be alive though." The soldier replied.

Everyone doesn't know but the U.S Military and main bodies of the government may know about this. Quite of a disturbing ability. No wonder why the Alliance and Horde wanted this technology. Especially the ability to revive the dead without mundane magic.

John wanted to know, but it seems that even the people behind DARPA, even the advanced Scientists, Mages, Shamans and Druids weren't evolved. But a rights group leader on Earth knows this.

On Earth. A day later.

United States, New York - Central Park.

July 20, 2163.

3:40 PM.

Now. Who's the one that knows the MCRS' ability to use nano-tech to revive people from the dead? Apparently the leader and survivor of the Gilneas incident and the group of defiling druids to fight for answers, Laria Sun-Mirror and old Darius Crowley.

Laria was a night-elf, grew up from 26 years ago back then to the U.S Military, going into a system that was within the MCRS' program. Growing from a beta-tester to a developer of some major projects.

Then when she was walking around the research facility, the one thing they got her fired was the classical nano-tubes were used into the circuits and merged into the blood. Which resulted in testers being revived. But at a 0.00001 percent chance, extremely rare for that to happen due to a unexpected update. She wanted to spread the truth by any means possible, but the U.S Military cut her usage of Social Media out. And the CIA's trying to find her.

But that problem begins when Darius Crowley, previous leader and survivor of the human/wolf hybrids known as Worgens. Since the incident, the race communicated with the U.S. The government was sorry for the usage of space weapons, and brought them to America. Sadly, the only thing they would live was in Harlem district and other building projects across the state. Technology in that area barely changed at all, so it looks like crap. He joined in so that the worgens could get better homes and better jobs. Joining in on Laria's path to truth.

Back on the scene, the NYPD Riot Teams tries to control the raging crowds of half humans and night elves. They had their own suits as the military.

"This is NYPD. Surrender now or will be taken arrest fairly." A cop shouts.

"Why should we listen to you!? You've sent my people to shambled homes. And a promising maiden to complete betrayal!" Darius shouted. In his human form.

"THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE, SURRENDER NOW!"

They didn't speak.

"ALRIGHT. WE'LL GO IN AND KICK YOUR SORRY ASSES!"

The cops had no choice but of one thing, force themselves into the fray to disband the crowd. The choppers flew over and disbanded their strong formation, then the cops with the tear gas would chuck them to the thick of things and the others with the riot shields pushed in. The night elves couldn't do anything to flee and the Worgens couldn't transform to force the cops away. The crowd was collapsing and disorganized instantly.

"DAMMIT! I CAN'T SEE. OW!" Laria said as she was hit with the stun batons and dragged into the SWAT van.

"We've lost this day, didn't we." Darius said. But Laria was so mad that she didn't replied at all.

"Bad time to ask..."

Two hours later. In Harlem

The news comes on as a report. "The NYPD has faced with it sixth massive riot this month as the former U.S.M.C weapons tech developer, Laria Sun-Mirror, and the survivor of the human/wolf hybrid race of Azeroth. Darius Crowley, was finally caught by multiple SWAT teams at Central park today. With over 75 people present at the site. And the main suspects wanted by the federal services were caught, and awaiting trial."

"These riots were constructed around a myth that the MCRS can revive the user at a very rare chance. Due to a bug in a update recently. Worgens and Night Elves were trying to make the rumor true but the White House has completely denied this report. Laria was the first to find the bug, and was fired because she didn't had the authorization for secret projects such as these."

"Darius Crowley was along with her, because of the U.S/Gilneas Treaty, since the destruction of their city and their land. The Worgens were sent to poorer neighborhoods of New York city and the other states across the nation. Crowley was exceptionally angry of the state they were in and the White House's decision. So he joined Laria so that the power can be enough to change the White House so they can provide the Worgens with a better environment."

"The riots started since then, but was minor at best. Then this was change of events within the nation, the court order will be made as soon the controversy has died down."

"This is the New York Times News, bringing you quality reports since 1851."