Like waking up from a dream, Ling Zifeng gradually woke up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It seems that countless years have passed, and it seems to be just a blink of an eye.

Everything in front of me looks like a dream, and it is impossible to tell where you are.

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself standing at a fork in the road that was not wide.

Mosandi was resting on her back, and Hermione was standing by her side.

Confirming that the team members were okay, he looked around.

Blue sky and white clouds, distant mountains and near lakes, dense forests.

Not far away in the forest, there is a small town.

The town's architecture is in the style of the Western Middle Ages, but on closer inspection, it is somewhat plausible.

It seems to be much more refined than the medieval architecture!

Ling Zifeng and the others were still wrapped in the protective shield of the main god, unable to move.

But their view is not obstructed.

I saw a small wooden road sign not far from the shield, pointing in both directions of the intersection.

On the way to the town, it says "Steinbled".

And the road to the other side reads "Lorentam".

Ling Zifeng let out a "huh".

Lorenain, why is this place name so familiar.

Scanning the surrounding scenery, it is also so familiar.

"Could it be that I've been here before?"

No way!

In the midst of doubt, a group of people came from the direction of "Lorentain".

It was a squad of heavily armed soldiers, with bright armor, sharp swords, and thick shields, and it was clear that this was a squad of medieval European infantry.

The leader is a young man with a lofty weapon.

He is tall and resolute, with flowing and chic golden hair, and a sun-like face, like a prince in a fairy tale.

Ling Zifeng took a closer look and found that the young man's equipment was significantly different from that of the infantrymen.

The delicate and ornate armor is inlaid with runes and magic stones.

A thick book was attached to a metal belt and a chain.

A dark blue cloak made of velvet, swaying lightly in the wind behind him, dressed as a paladin.

The young man did not hold a shield, but carried a two-handed sledgehammer with a long handle on his back.

The hammer head is engraved with a distinctive emblem.

A slender scepter is pierced through the large letter L, which is Lorentain's mark.

"Arthas Minethir."

Ling Zifeng called out this person's name in surprise.

With such a vivid image, where could he admit his mistake!

"This is World of Warcraft!"

When the teleportation came, Ling Zifeng didn't hear the destination clearly.

Now that I saw this famous person, I immediately realized where I was.

The plane they teleported this time is the famous World of Warcraft!

As an otaku, playing games is standard.

Ling Zifeng played from the era of "Rule of Chaos" in Warcraft to the "Return of the Legion" in World of Warcraft.

For more than a decade, he has been fascinated by the magnificent background of World of Warcraft, the vast worldview.

There are so many stories in this world, and there are countless heroes.

However, what impressed him the most was the Alsace prince in front of him.

This is his idol, the figure he worships.

Although, in the end, the prince fell, Ling Zifeng still did not lessen his worship of this character.

Just as he exclaimed, Arthas's body lit up with a blue glow.

At the same time, there was also a cold prompt sound in my head for the task assigned by the main god.

[Protect Arthas and ensure that he does not die until he kills the Dreadlord and returns to the capital of Lorendan, otherwise the whole team will be wiped out.] 】

", it turned out to be this line, Arthas is my idol, Lord God, I love you to death!"

Ling Zifeng jumped up and down in the shield excitedly.

I saw that he had changed his equipment from the ring, and with the sword and shield in his hand, he looked eager to try, and he couldn't wait to rush up and hug Arthas and bite it twice.

"There's something wrong with this task."

Hermione's voice interrupted Ling Zifeng's excitement.

I saw her chin on her back and a thoughtful look.

He knew that Hermione had already read about World of Warcraft on the "tablet".

She should be very clear about the content of this story.

The general plot of this mission is the story of a prince of a country who constantly pursues and kills his enemies in order to protect his people from slaughter, and finally embarks on a fallen branch.

Arthas's greatest enemy is a Dreadlord named Melganis.

The Dreadlord is a demonic creature with horns on his head and bat wings on his back, and he is adept at controlling the human mind.

According to Ling Zifeng, this mission is not difficult, it is nothing more than following Arthas, killing all the way to Northrend, let him take the frost sorrow, and it will be over.

As for whether or not to help him cut down Melganis, it will not be too late to say.

However, he heard Hermione say "not normal", and his excitement immediately calmed down.

Ling Zifeng regained some composure and asked curiously:

"What, what's wrong, isn't this a normal main story quest?"

Hermione nodded, and said with a serious expression:

"That's not normal!"

Ling Zifeng was stunned, after Hermione was resurrected, he rarely saw the expression on the face of the three no-girl girls.

Even when she was almost pushed down by him before, this girl's face looked indifferent.

But now, Hermione clearly showed a cautious expression, which made him have to pay attention.

"Tell me about it!"

Ling Zifeng was also very curious, what was abnormal about such a normal task.

Hermione shook her head and said:

"The plot task is too simple, but what are the specific dangers, I haven't figured it out yet, and there is too little necessary information to deduce, so be careful to follow the development of the plot first."

Ling Zifeng frowned slightly, and his heart sank.

Even Hermione didn't know what the danger was, so it was a real headache.

Come to think of it, their strength has improved significantly.

And the difficulty of the task, "it seems", is decreasing.

This contradicts the basic rules of the reincarnation world.

The Lord God will not arrange a scoring game for them to entertain.

What kind of crisis this world will have, we can only wait and see......

Ling Zifeng was in the shield and saw that Arthas had come to the fork in the road where they were.

Around the corner of the intersection stepped a muscular paladin.

He was followed by a small group of infantry.

Ling Zifeng knew that this was the mentor of Arthas, the chief paladin of the Silver Hand, and the legendary hero - the lightbringer "Uther".

Uther had been waiting here for a long time in order to discuss the military situation with Arthas.

"Welcome, Prince of Arthas, I and my men are honored for your presence."

"No formality, my teacher, I'm not a king yet, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"I'm glad too, and thank the king for sending you to support me."

"My father asked me to continue to learn from you, and I hope I can learn from your patience and experience."

Uther smiled and grinned in satisfaction.

"Every father has the wish of a son to become a Chan, doesn't he?"