Lost In Azeroth

  Chapter 1 Suddenly Waking Up

  In the wilderness, the wind and snow are swaying.

  The small tent was completely unable to block the fierce cold wind, and was swaying uncontrollably.

   A blond young man was curled up on a simple bed in the tent. Even though he was in a dream, the young man was still frowning, his body twitched from time to time, and he seemed to be experiencing inexplicable pain.

   After a long time, the young man whose forehead was covered with fine sweat finally opened his eyes slightly, but his eyes were full of blankness.

"What is this place…"

  As his eyes flowed, a large amount of data flooded into his mind instantly: various chemical formulas of air components, tent materials, light intensity, gravity strength...

   He was the only one in the house, but strangely, a strange voice suddenly appeared in his mind - "As you originally wished, this is the continent of Azeroth."

   "Azeroth? We really traveled to the world in the game?!" Su Chen, who was still full of dazed color, couldn't help but open his eyes instantly.

   "This is not a game, this is a real world, just like you are on Earth."

   "You can really take me through?!" Su Chen was not surprised by the voice in his head. This voice had appeared since he bought the second-hand black laptop a week ago.

"I said earlier that I am an intelligent computer from the four-dimensional space. I have the power of a **** in the three-dimensional space, but you don't believe it. This time I have shown you the proof. You should believe it." The voice in my head had Kind of proud.

   "Well... I believe, I believe!" Su Chen immediately got up from the simple bed, and his heart was already uncontrollably excited.

He is an old player of World of Warcraft. He has reached level 100 step by step from the initial ignorant level 60. In ten years, he has hardly dropped any version of World of Warcraft. It is the so-called killing in Naxxramas. Cats, urinated in the sunwell, carried guns on the frozen throne...

  Ten years of youth, ten years of passion, his familiarity and understanding of the world has even surpassed the city where he lives.

   He has wanted to personally walk into the dark door on the computer screen when he logged into the game countless times, hoping to experience the splendid history of this world in person.

   Now I finally got my wish!

   But just as Su Chen stood up excitedly, he almost tripped over something, a long sword leaning against the bed.

   "This is my weapon? This sword looks familiar..." Su Chen couldn't help reaching out to pick up the very strangely shaped long sword.

   The start was icy cold, and the expression on Su Chen's face froze instantly.

   As a World of Warcraft player, this sword will never be forgotten as long as you take a look at it.

   "Frostmourne?!" Su Chen took a while to close his mouth, which was opened in surprise, and at the same time he couldn't help but burst out a foul language: "I X, how could this sword be in my hand?"

  Frostmourne is definitely a coveted artifact in the game, but it seems to have only one owner...

   At this moment, a figure swayed outside the tent, and then a hurried and nervous voice came: "His Royal Highness, those undead are attacking again!"

   "His Royal Highness? I... Am I Arthas?!"

  Su Chen froze all over, and in an instant, a large number of memories suddenly flooded into his mind... Those were memories belonging to Arthas.

   Although these memories are incomplete, they are enough…

He quickly figured out his current situation—after the massacre of Stratholme, he led his army to the Northrend continent to hunt down the dreadlord, and he had just obtained Frostmourne and repelled an attack by the undead. .

   "What a fool! Wouldn't it be so unlucky to actually cross over to such a tragic figure..."

Speaking of Arthas, Su Chen was most impressed by the scene in the game when Arthas defeated Illidan under the Frozen Throne - a lonely person, hunched over the waist, struggling on the mountain road of the Frozen Throne Moving stumblingly.

In him, I can't find the slightest joy of victory, nor the arrogance of the heroes, nor even the arrogance of the undead king. I only see a man who was tortured to death by fate and curse and was exhausted. Unbearably dragged to the end of fate.

   And when he sat on the frozen throne for several years, giving up his last bit of conscience and emotion to become the real Lich King, the final outcome was still killed by the Silver Crusade.

   "Do you really want me to replace Arthas and then become the Lich King..." Su Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and finally opened the tent.

   The wind and snow were strong outside, and the soldiers were hurriedly gathering to resist the attack of the undead. The scene looked quite chaotic.

  Su Chen just took a few steps forward when his feet slipped. Looking down, he found that he accidentally stepped on the rotten arm of a ghoul.

  In an instant, Su Chen felt a tumult in his stomach, and he retched a few times, but he couldn't spit out anything, only a bitter taste in his mouth.

   The gap between the game and reality is huge. In the game, he can slash and kill zombies and skeletons in large numbers, but at this moment, he can't stand just seeing the corpses of these zombies.

   And not far away, a black tide appeared on the white snow, that is, the fanatical ghouls have begun to charge.

   In this thick snow, the cavalry that humans are proud of has completely lost its function, and can only rely on the infantry to hold up their shields to meet this terrifying Kuroshio.

  The Kuroshio made up of the undead soon rushed in front of the infantry, like a black wave hitting the rocks, and the staggered battlefield was instantly filled with flesh and blood, both human and undead.

The soldiers who can follow to come to this Northrend continent are all veterans of hundreds of battles, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, but the number of undead clearly occupies an advantage, the black tide behind it is almost continuous, and some extremely tall can be vaguely seen. The shadow of the undead is coming, it must be the hatred of the strongest army on the ground of the undead family.

   Although Su Chen was still in the back, the smell of blood around him was still suffocating.

  Although he knew that the outcome of this battle was that he won, but he would also degenerate into a death knight because of using Frostmourne, and then step by step on the tragic road of becoming the Lich King.

  Su Chen was naturally unwilling to accept such an ending.

   "Xiao Hei, can we change the body to travel through?" Su Chen slandered, Xiao Hei was the name he took for the smart computer, inspired by the black second-hand notebook.

   "No, if I had this ability, I wouldn't have been trapped in a second-hand notebook when I crossed over to Earth, and thrown into a warehouse to eat ashes for a few years." Zhinao's voice seemed to be somewhat resentful.

   "Then can we return?" Su Chen asked nervously.

   "Go back? Where are you going?"

   "Of course it's the Earth. Even if you can't change your body, you should be able to take me back, right?" Su Chen asked quickly. Although the history of this continent of Azeroth is very exciting, it is also extremely dangerous.

   "Of course, but... Traveling through space requires a lot of energy. We have consumed all the energy I have stored by crossing over. If I want to travel back again, I will have to wait for me to accumulate enough energy."

   "Oh, how long does it take to save?" Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was able to go back, it was a big deal to give up everything and return to Earth in times of danger.

   "About ten years, um... If you're lucky, maybe seven or eight years will do."

   "Ten years..." Su Chen's eyes suddenly became straight. According to the historical process of this world, Alsace in ten years is estimated to have no scum.

   "Do you really want to stay in this world for ten years? What should I do now..." Su Chen sighed helplessly, but he was thinking quickly in his heart.

   As an old World of Warcraft player, he is naturally very clear about the historical process of this game world.

  According to the history of the game, the next step should be to kill the Dread Lord Mal'Ganis, then officially become a death knight, and then return to Lordaeron to kill the father...

   His fate will be irreversible by then!

  Su Chen is naturally reluctant to choose this path of tragedy.

   And if you want to change your destiny, the best solution at this moment is to throw this Frostmourne far away and never touch it again.

  However, if there is no Frostmourne, how will I go in the future? If I don’t become the Lich King, how can I survive in this continent of Azeroth?

   You must know that the subsequent invasion of the Burning Legion is a devastating disaster. If you don't have enough strength, you can only be cannon fodder in this disaster that affects the entire Azeroth.

   Even the Lich King was only a minor supporting role in this disaster.

   And in the fission caused by Deathwing, power is also indispensable.

   With the power of the Holy Knight of Arthas himself, it is not worth mentioning in front of these demons and dragons.

   But since he is familiar with the historical trend behind, he can try to obtain some powerful treasures and power.

   Of course, all of this requires you to survive in this Northrend continent first.

Although in this vast Northrend continent, it should be possible to survive by farming and hunting, and maybe there will be a chance to rebuild a ship and return to Lordaeron in the future, but Su Chen understands that the Dread Demon King and the Lich King have worked hard to defeat Arthas... or If he brought him here, he would never let him leave easily.

   No matter what he wants to do next, he must first kill the fear demon king who used hatred and anger to tempt him all the way.

   And to kill that dreadlord, you cannot do without Frostmourne!

   "Is this the so-called fate..."

   (end of this chapter)