When Andy woke up, he was the only one in the huge ice cave, and both Arthas and Muradin were gone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Andy sat up and shook his head, still with a splitting headache. Not only his head, but his whole body was torn apart, and it was accompanied by bouts of sharp pain.

"Hmm, what the hell is going on?" Andy stood up with the pain and touched all over his body, but there were no serious wounds.

His brain gradually woke up in the severe pain, and slowly remembered what had happened before he fell unconscious. Frostmourn was pulled out by Arthas, and then he was cut through many small wounds by the flying ice chips, and finally was stunned by a tremendous force.

Andy looked at the hole left by the sword being drawn, and the ice around it was shattered.

"It seems that Arthas took not only Frost Grief, but also Muradin." Andy thought to himself, "But why didn't he wake himself up, or waited for him to wake up?" ”

Andy staggered out of the ice cave and walked out of the valley he had come into, leaving him dumbfounded.

There was nothing left on the ice field outside, and the troops were taken away by Arthas. Andy sighed, whatever the reason, it was a fact that he was abandoned.

"This abominable Alsace!" Andy leaned against the ice wall outside and coughed violently.

Andy looked at the sky, the sun was about to set, and on a cold night in Northrend, Andy really didn't want to try to spend the night in the snow and ice again.

Andy went back to the ice cave where Frost Grief had been placed, and now it was too late to chase or go back, and staying in this ice cave would still shelter him from the cold wind.

After surviving the cold wind of the night, Andy was faced with only two choices, either continue to chase Arthas, or go back to the Walrus village with his own memories. However, neither option is a good choice, and both have their own difficulties.

Andy looked at the road to the north, he had no idea where Arthas was now, so he could only follow this road all the way north, with no goal to speak of.

Andy pondered for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and walked south. He wasn't going to look for Arthas, it was basically an act of looking for death, so he might as well go back to the walrus. Although there is no boat to return to Lordaeron, at least the safety of life can be guaranteed.

Andy tightened his clothes and braved the cold wind to walk on the ice field, and the snow began to fall in the sky again.

After two days of bitter cold, Andy finally returned to the walrus man's village, where the walrus uncle had gone out fishing, but luckily the walrus people in the village knew him.

Andy, who was almost exhausted, fell hard at the entrance of the village, and the walrus people in the village carried Andy back to the room with all their hands.

A moment later, Andy woke up, and the slightest pain from the tiny wounds on his body made him clench his teeth.

He looked around, and the walrus men who had carried him in had already gone out. The relaxation of his body and mind and the warm environment made Andy's stiff and tense body immediately relax completely, and after a few minutes his consciousness began to blur and fell into a deep sleep.

In a daze, Andy opened his eyes and seemed to see a room, then a bed, on which lay a person, or rather an elf.

"This, this is me?" Andy looked at himself lying on the bed and thought to himself.

Andy looked at his state as if he was out of his body, and after glancing at himself, his soul flew out uncontrollably.

Along the way, Andy saw the continent of Northrend, patches of ice fields, patches of frozen plains, and finally he saw the northernmost glaciers.

At the top of the glacier, he saw Arthas there now, without the soldiers he had brought, and without Muradin, he alone held the Frost Sorrow. Opposite him was the Dreadlord Marganis.

Andy wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound. He could only watch Arthas duel with the demon as a spectator.

Although Arthas is armed with a magic sword, he is still in danger, and the gap between his strength and that of the Dreadlord is too great.

Just when Andy thought Arthas was about to lose, Arthas's sword suddenly plunged into the Dreadlord's chest.

This change surprised Andy a little, but it was more of a puzzle. No way, Marganis has always been at the advantage.

The Dreadlord had a smile on his lips before he died, which seemed to Arthas to be nothing more than his madness before he died, but in Andy's opinion, this smile was absolutely unusual, and he always felt that Marganis did it on purpose.

Arthas put away his sword and headed for the depths of the glacier.

Andy tried to follow, but his soul retreated so quickly that his vision began to blur, and a loud voice appeared in his ears.

"Andy, Andy?" Uncle Walrus looked at Andy, his fists clenched.

Andy's face twisted, his mouth wide open and gasping for breath, when suddenly he opened his eyes and sat up sharply. His actions startled the walrus uncle who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Andy twitched with pain, turned his head to see the walrus uncle next to him, and his shocked expression calmed down.

"Is it just a dream?" Andy muttered.

"Andy, what are you talking about?" Uncle Walrus wondered, "Why did you come here?" ”

"Thanks to the walrus people in the village, I didn't freeze to death outside." Andy smiled and said, "We were going to the northern glaciers, but something went wrong along the way. ”

"Oh, don't worry about that, go eat something first, you've been asleep for two days and two nights." Uncle Walrus said as he lifted Andy out of bed.

"Two days and two nights?" Andy frowned, "Then what you just experienced was a dream, why is it so real?" ”

After eating something, Andy's body regained some strength. He thought for a moment and said to Uncle Walrus, "I have been separated from my team, do you have any ships that can cross the sea?" ”

"Boats, we never use boats ourselves, and the humans here have never left the mainland, so I'm afraid there won't be ships." Uncle Walrus frowned and said, "You want to go back to your mainland?" ”

Andy nodded and said, "I have some urgent matters that I must go back immediately, so I am afraid that I will not be able to achieve it." ”

Uncle Walrus thought for a moment and said seriously: "I can't completely say that there is none, but ......"

"But what, you still have a way to get to other continents here?" Andy was shocked.

"If you really want to go back, then you can go to the beach with me tomorrow." Uncle Walrus said.

Early the next morning, Andy followed Uncle Walrus to the beach. Andy watched him take out a small conch, put it to his mouth and whine.

Although the conch is not big, the sound it makes is crisp and loud, and melodious and tactful.

A quarter of an hour later, a huge shadow swam from the depths of the sea, and the shadow grew larger and larger, eventually turning into a giant turtle.

"Uncle, that's what you're talking about?" Andy's face was full of surprise.