In the wilderness, the wind and snow are shaking.

The small tent couldn't stop the fierce cold wind at all, and it couldn't be blown and shaken.

Inside the tent, a blonde young man was curled up on a simple bed, and although he was in a dream, the young man was still frowning, and his body twitched from time to time, as if he was experiencing inexplicable pain.

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

"What is this place......

As his gaze flowed, a large amount of data instantly poured into his mind: the various chemical formulas of the air composition, the material of the tent, the strength of the light, the strength of gravity......

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

"Azeroth? Did we really travel to the world of the game?! Su Chen, who was still full of dazed expressions, couldn't help but open his eyes in an instant.

"It's not a game, it's a real world, like you're on Earth."

"You can really take me through?!" Su Chen was not surprised by the voice in his head, which had been appearing 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, and I have the power of a god in the three-dimensional space, you just don't believe it, this time I have shown you, you should believe it." The voice in my head was a little complacent.

"Hmm...... Believe, believe! Su Chen immediately got up from the humble bed, and his heart was already uncontrollable excited.

He is a veteran player of the World of Warcraft, from the initial ignorant level sixty to the hundredth level, and in ten years, he has hardly left any version of the World of Warcraft, which is the so-called killing cats in Naxxramas, peeing in the sunwell, and carrying a gun on the frozen throne......

Ten years of youth, ten years of passion, he is even more familiar and aware of the world than the city he lives in.

Countless times he had logged into the game and wanted to walk through the dark door on his computer screen in person, hoping to experience the fascinating history of the world firsthand.

And now I finally got my wish!

However, Su Chen had just stood up excitedly when he almost tripped over something, which was a long sword leaning against the side of the bed.

"This is my weapon? This sword looks a little familiar......" Su Chen couldn't help but reach out and pick up the very strangely shaped long sword.

It was cold when he started, and the expression on Su Chen's face instantly froze.

As a Warcraft player, you will never forget this sword just by looking at it.

"Frost's Sorrow?!" Su Chen closed his mouth wide open in surprise for a while, and at the same time couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "I'm X, how can this sword be in my hand?" ”

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

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

"Your Royal Highness? I...... Am I Arthas?! ”

Su Chen froze, and in an instant, a large number of memories suddenly poured into his mind...... It was a memory that belonged to Alsace.

Although these memories are incomplete, they are sufficient......

He quickly figured out where he was - having led his army to the continent of Northrend in the North Pole after the slaughter of Stratholm to hunt down the Dreadlord, and had just picked up Frostmourn and repelled an attack from the undead.

"It's a bad deal! You can't really be so unlucky to cross over to such a tragic character......"

Speaking of Arthas, Su Chen's deepest impression was the scene in the game when Arthas defeated Illidan under the Frozen Throne - a lone man, hunched over his waist, staggering along the mountain road of the Frozen Throne.

In him, he could not find the slightest joy of victory, nor could he see the pride of the heroes, or even the arrogance of the immortal king, but only a man who was dying of fate and curse, and was being dragged to the end of his fate exhausted.

And after sitting on the frozen throne for several years, giving up the last bit of his conscience and emotions to become the real Lich King, he was still killed by the Silver Crusaders.

"Can we switch bodies?" Su Chen sneered.

"No, if I had this ability, I wouldn't have been trapped in a second-hand notebook when I traveled to Earth, and I was thrown into a warehouse and eaten ashes for a few years." Zhi Brain's voice seemed to be a little resentful.

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

Outside, the snow was raging, and the soldiers were hurriedly assembling to defend themselves against the undead, and the scene looked rather chaotic.

Su Chen had just taken a few steps forward, his feet slipped, and when he looked down, he found that he had accidentally stepped on the rotting arm of a ghoul.

In an instant, Su Chen felt a tumultuous turn in his abdomen, retched a few times, but couldn't spit out anything, only felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

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

Not far away, a black tide appeared on the white snow, and it was the fanatical ghouls who had begun to charge.

In this thick snow, the cavalry that mankind was proud of had completely lost its effectiveness, and could only rely on the infantry to meet it with shields to stop the terrifying Kuroshio.

The black tide of undead soon rushed in front of the infantry, like a black wave hitting the rocks, and the staggered battlefield instantly flew with flesh and blood, both human and undead.

The soldiers who can follow to the Northrend continent are all veterans of a hundred battles, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, but the number of undead obviously has an advantage, and the black tide behind is almost continuous, and there are some extremely tall black shadows that can be vaguely seen coming, which must be the strongest class of troops on the ground of the undead clan.

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

Although he knew that he would win the battle, he would also degenerate into a Death Knight due to his use of Frostmourn, and then step by step on the tragic path to becoming the Lich King.

Su Chen was naturally unwilling to accept such an ending.

"Xiao Hei, let's go back......" Su Chen whispered a little bitterly, Xiao Hei was the name he chose for the smart computer, inspired by the black second-hand notebook.

"Go back? Where to go back? ”

"Of course it's Earth, even if you can't change your body, you should always be able to travel back with me, right?" Su Chen asked with some apprehension.

"Of course you can, but ...... It takes a lot of energy to travel through space, and we've already used up all the energy I've stored, and we'll have to wait until I've accumulated enough energy to travel back in. ”

"Oh, how long does that take to save up?" Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could go back.

"About ten years, huh...... If you're lucky, maybe seven or eight years will be enough. ”

"Ten years ......" Su Chen's eyes suddenly straightened a little, according to the historical process of this world, it is estimated that Alsace will not even be a scum in ten years.

"What should I do now...... Su Chen sighed a little weakly, but he thought quickly in his heart.

As a veteran player of World of Warcraft, he is naturally very aware of the historical process of this game world.

According to the history of the game, the next step is to kill the Dreadlord Marganis, then officially become a Death Knight, and then return to Lordaeron to kill his father......

His fate will be irretrievable!

Su Chen was naturally reluctant to choose this tragic path.

And if you want to change your fate, the best solution at this moment is to throw this frost sorrow in your hand far away, never to touch it again.

However, without Frost's Grief, what would he do in the future, and where would the world go without the Lich King?

"It's a pity that I'm a few days late......," Su Chen frowned.

If he could travel back in time before the slaughter of Stratholme, he might be able to easily change his future fate, and even a few days earlier, he would still be able to follow the messenger back to Lordaeron.

But now, before he crossed, Arthas, who didn't know whether to say smart or stupid, had just burned the ships that had returned, and he and his army could not go back......

Although it should be possible to survive by farming and hunting in this vast desert Northrend continent, and maybe there will be a chance to rebuild ships in the future, Su Chen understands that the Dreaddemon King and Naozu have worked hard to ...... Arthas Or if he was brought here, he would never let him leave easily.

Whatever he wants to do next, he must first take out the Dreadlord Malganis, who has tempted him with hatred and anger along the way.

And to kill the Dread Demon King, you can't do without the Frost Sorrow in your hand!

"Is this what fate is called......