That's not a Dota continent at all.

In this way, Gu Nansheng rose to level ten in despair and disappointment.

Of course, all the attribute points are used to point on strength, and the skill points are only used to point a little intelligence, and the others are left, and the divine persuasion has not been able to learn the third level, Gu Nansheng is dizzy.

So he saved a total of seven skill points.

On this day, the Queen of Pain reappeared, and she glanced at Gu Nansheng with disdain, "With such excellent conditions, you haven't reached the eleventh level yet, and you are lazier than a pig." ”

Gu Nansheng shrugged his shoulders and didn't explain, in fact, he had hardly rested in the past year, and since he knew that digging mountains could be upgraded, he had been digging mountains desperately.

The obsession left in his heart once spurred him on and kept moving forward.

The Queen of Pain hesitated for a moment and said coldly, "Reach level 11, and I'll help you complete a ritual." ”

"What ritual?"

"Dark Transfer!" After the Queen of Pain finished speaking, she took out a small piece of ice crystal from her inventory and held it in the palm of her hand, which was cold.

Gu Nansheng's heart moved, and he also took out a small piece of ice crystal from the inventory, which was exactly the same as the one of the Queen of Pain.

Akasha's face turned strange, "How can you have the fragments of the Frozen Throne"

"This ...... Is this a fragment of the Frozen Throne? Gu Nansheng didn't expect this at all, he told Akasha about the cause and effect, and then, he learned from Akasha's mouth the reason for the invasion of the Scourge Legion and the effect of the Frozen Throne Fragment, and he also knew a secret: the current Scourge Legion is no longer the Scourge Legion that the Lich King and Arthas commanded at the beginning.

Since the deaths of Arthas and the Lich King, the Scourge has gradually deviated from its trajectory, and by now, it has been completely controlled by Kilgardan and has become a tool of Kilgardan.

However, when it came to the past about Arthas, Akasha no longer answered Gu Nansheng, she only repeated one sentence: "When you can understand the master's broad mind, it will be when you can use the sorrow of frost." ”

It's starting to stink again, this stupid woman, no wonder it is said that the IQ of a woman who falls in love with a man is infinitely close to zero. Gu Nansheng secretly commented in his heart.

Ten months later, in order to adapt to the pressure of frost grief, Gu Nansheng forced himself to sleep on the spiral staircase he had carved out every day.

It took him ten months to dig out the spiral staircase, and he was only a dozen meters away from reaching the top, but these ten meters were like a chasm, and every step forward was extremely difficult.

For the last two months, he was almost lying on the ground, using his broken trident, daggers, and teeth, to carve a passage in the mountain wall that was only half a meter high.

Finally at the top!

The pressure was lost, Gu Nansheng lay on his back on the ground, gasping for breath, in such a place close to the sky, even the sun was particularly dazzling.

Gu Nansheng rested for a while before getting up.

However, when he saw everything in front of him, he was deeply shocked.

The wind blew and the snow rose, and a majestic figure sat on the frozen throne, looking at the world, who else could I be!

Gorgeous necromantic armor, heavy black cloak, dark blue eyes staring ahead, and long pale hair unbridled.

He held the sorrow of frost in his hand, and the blade of his sword went downward, and he entered without snow, pointing directly at the people in the world.

Wearing the Helmet of the Lich King, his eyes are as deep as the stars, piercing through all nothingness.

He's the Death Knight, Arthas!

A lonely man, a hero who is misunderstood by the world, a powerful and lonely existence.

Even if it falls for a thousand years, the physical body is still indestructible and indestructible, galloping the world before death, and looking down on all beings after death.

He - he doesn't need companions, just the blood of the enemy.

Just looking at him was like seeing endless flames of war and gunsmoke, killing and death.

Even the sound of the wind whirring from the top of the mountain is like the wail of a dead soul.

Gu Nansheng showed a rare look of solemnity and admiration on his face, and he bowed deeply, Arthas, whether you are right or wrong, you are the real king.

The younger Gu Nansheng borrowed a sword here today.

Gu Nansheng walked to the frozen throne step by step, reaching out to touch the cold and bone-chilling frost sorrow.

For a moment, Gu Nansheng felt a throbbing from the depths of his soul.

As if he was in the middle of an endless battlefield, he saw the master of Excalibur step into the nightmare and raise his sword forward.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing mountains and rivers, hunting with flags, like clouds hanging from the sky.

The trumpet of the charge tore through the haze of the sky, the cold light of the blade reflected the resolute face, the general strategized, and the warrior looked at death as home.

It turned out to be a war with the Burning Legion.

Gu Nansheng's body suddenly shook, and he fell softly under the Frost Sorrow Sword.

……

Consciousness is blurring.

When he awoke, he found himself in a bright temple of magic.

My head hurts, where is this? Who am I?

……

A vague memory gradually became clear, and I remembered that this was Lordaeron's royal palace. And I am none other than the prince of the palace, Arthas.

"Alsace." The sound of a pleasant spring breeze came from behind me, and I turned to see that in front of him was a pretty young girl, her eyes as gentle as the rippling blue waters of Lake Lorentan.

I smiled warmly, "Gianna." ”

Gianna is the princess of Kutilas, the daughter of Admiral Prodmore, and the proud protégé of Antonidas, who is also ...... My lover.

I sincerely thank the God of Light for giving me such a beautiful love, and for giving me such a virtuous, gentle and understanding girl.

She was the pearl of Kutilas, and the lads who pursued her could form an army, but she loved me alone, and she gave her heart and soul to me at that Halloween party full of laughter, between the misty campfires.

But I can't even give her a name, as Lordaeron's future heir, the burden on my shoulders is too heavy.

She had asked me, do you love your people more or do you love me more?

I was silent, but silence itself is an answer. She was a little disappointed, but she still smiled, and she said that men should have their own pursuits.

I feel deeply guilty about this.

"Are you really leaving?" Gianna's sea-blue eyes were blurry.

"Hmm." I nodded ruthlessly, "I must go to this plague, and there is a rebellion of the orcs, my people are suffering, and I promise you that as long as I return safely, I will marry you." ”

"Really?" Gianna's face was full of happiness, but she quickly remembered something, "What about Aurelia the Windrunner, she ......"

My heart aches, Aurelia is also a girl who loves me deeply, I don't know how I can win the hearts of two of the most beautiful girls on the entire continent at the same time.

"I've always treated her like a sister." I'm telling the truth, but Gianna still feels a little uncomfortable, in fact, I met Aurelia before, which makes Gianna always feel guilty that she snatched me from her.

"I'm sorry, Gianna, I'll give you happiness." I stepped forward and hugged her tightly, and I could clearly feel her trembling slightly in my arms.

……

In the sound of the chains, the wide hanging door slowly fell, paving the moat of the royal capital.

Heroic knights rode their horses and streamed out to the cheers of the people.

At this time, I was at the front of the team, but I didn't have the slightest sense of heroism, because I had a hunch that the hardships of this expedition would be beyond people's imagination.

I am reminded of the old man who would turn into a raven, who had come to the palace the other day and prophesied the destruction of Lordaeron, and suggested that my father lead all his people west to Kalimdor.

My father made him a madman, but I felt great power from him, but even if what he said was true, it would be impossible for the whole country to move westward, and I could only use my hand to stop what he had predicted.

I caught one of the petals that fluttered down from the city walls, the flower of the royal capital that bloomed in all seasons, symbolizing light and glory, and I held it tightly in front of my left chest.

Light and glory are what I deeply desire and what I have guarded all my life.

I'm afraid they'll slip out of my hands as soon as I let go.

I smile knowingly at the enthusiasm of the people, and whatever I give up, I will shelter them, my people.

Because my father once said to me: My son, the real victory is to ignite hope in people, and I tell you this because one day, I will come to the end of my life, and you will be the new king.

……

The Blackstone tribe of the orcs wreaked havoc in the north, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil.

Nevertheless, I do not hate them, it is true that they are brutal and bloody, but human beings are not selfish and greedy.

But I will still destroy them, because they have hurt my people.

Standing in the village after the orc devastation, smelling the remnants of the flames and gunsmoke, watching the distant mountains snake and disappear into the northern sky, I clenched my fist, I didn't pay attention, the red petal was crushed in my fist.

"Wang ...... His Royal Highness the Prince. "A timid little boy suddenly appeared behind me, he looked nervous and frightened.

I smiled heartily, he was the child I saved at the hands of the werewolf, named Tim.

I gently touched his head, "Little Tim, is there something wrong?" ”

It seemed that because of my friendly smile, his nervousness was a little less, and tears of grievance flowed from his eyes, "My dad...... My dad was captured by the orcs. ”

I felt a pain in my heart, leaned down, wiped his tears with my fingers, and squatted beside him and whispered, "Don't worry, my child, I will save your father from it, little Tim is a strong and brave child, isn't he?" ”

"Hmm...... Be. ”

"Well, little Tim, the brave child can't shed tears, you know? Your dad wants you to be strong, doesn't he? I patted the boy's flushed cheeks with both hands until he nodded firmly.

……

Eventually, Paladin Uther and I defeated the Blackstone Tribe, but we also paid a heavy price, as the ghostly Swift Walk of the Blackstone Leader Swordmaster and the endless number of mirror clones made my troops suffer.

However, when I led my army to occupy the cells of the Orc Fortress and tried to free the hostages, I saw only a human purgatory.

Some comrades reacted that these chapters were too protracted, saying that they should not write the memories of Alsace, it was too boring.

I really didn't mean to make up the word count, sell off, in fact, I wrote these chapters of Alsace's memories very carefully, very slowly, although we are a YY novel that doesn't need to read brainlessly, but I still want to describe the background stories of some heroes, reflecting their pathos, or heroic, or chic life.

Dota has nearly 100 heroes, it is a classic game, but it does not want to have a complete backstory like World of Warcraft Warcraft, I want to add a little bit through this novel, I hope everyone will bear with my little wish.

If you still don't want to read it, then please ask it in the book review area, and I will reduce it appropriately in the future.

All opinion stickers, no matter how ugly the spray is, Xiao Xue will always add refinement, pay attention to the opinion stickers, if the comrades just scold like this: "Damn, what the is written, the eunuch counts." "Then I can't add more refinement, because I don't know what doesn't match your appetite, and I can't correct it.