Lost in Azeroth

Su Chen naturally did not want to choose this tragic path.

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

However, if there is no Frostmourne, how will one go in the future, where will this world go without the Lich King?

"Unfortunately, it was a few days late..." Su Chen frowned.

If he could travel through Stratholme before slaughtering Stratholme, he might be able to easily change his future destiny, and even if he traveled a few days earlier, he could still follow the messenger and return to Lordaeron.

But now before he crossed, I don’t know whether to say that he was smart or stupid. Arthas had just burned the returning ship, and he and this army could not go back...

Although in this vast Northrend continent should be able to survive by farming and hunting, maybe there will be a chance to rebuild ships in the future, but Su Chen understands that the dreadlord and Ner'zhul have worked hard to bring Alsace... or he Attracting here, he will never let him leave easily.

No matter what you want to do next, you must first kill the dreadlord Malganis who used hatred and anger all the way to tempt him.

And to kill that dreadlord is inseparable from the Frostmourne in his hand!

"Is this the so-called destiny..."

Chapter 2 The Dreadlord

On the battlefield ahead, the soldiers had already begun to rout under the impact of the undead. Under the almost endless siege of the undead, it was not easy for them to persist in the wind and snow for so long.

"Xiao Hei, didn't you say that you are very powerful? Besides traveling through time and space, there should be many other combat abilities..." Su Chen asked tentatively.

"I'm sorry, due to lack of energy, I can only maintain operation at the lowest functional state. The only combat capabilities that can be provided at present are analysis and early warning."

"Analysis and early warning...This is also a combat ability?" Su Chen couldn't help being a little speechless. It seemed that this'strong as a god' intellectual brain could not be counted in a short time, and his destiny could only be changed by himself.

But fortunately, I have mastered part of the body's memory and can use some of its original abilities.

And he also has Frostmourne!

"For the Holy Light!"

Su Chen uttered a loud shout, and in an instant the whole body was bathed in golden light, a strange force flooded all over his body, and his heart was full of fighting spirit, no more timidity.

This is Arthas's power as a paladin.

However, when the golden light touched the long sword in his hand, it was blocked, and the Frostmourne gleamed black rays of light lingering around.

Su Chen was simultaneously enveloped by golden light and black light.

"What's going on..." Su Chen was a little puzzled, but under the black glow, he could feel his strength a little stronger, and the cold long sword in his hand seemed to have become his body. Part of it was actually eager to fight.

Su Chen squeezed Frostmourne in his hand and started to rush towards the battlefield that was already very close to him. At the same time, he instinctively touched the necklace on his chest... This was Alsace's habit.

A small portrait of a person is inlaid on the pendant of the necklace.

It was a blonde woman with a very beautiful smile.

"Jaina..."

The memory in my heart seemed to be touched.

Su Chen could feel the original emotions of this body-disappointment, loneliness, hatred, pain, anger... and helplessness.

It seems that while accepting this body, I was also affected by the body's original emotions.

"Since I'm here, I must change everything! Even if I am the Lich King, I must also be an excellent villain boss!" Su Chen waved his long sword, which was colder than ice and snow, and slashed towards someone who had already jumped. Pounced on his ghoul.

He was never reconciled to becoming another Arthas.

With the sword light passing by, the hideous ghoul had no room to struggle before Frostmourne had been cut into two pieces.

The victory in the first battle ignited huge confidence in Su Chen's heart.

What's more, even according to the original history of this world, he should have won this battle!

The long sword in his hand was even trembling in excitement, Frostmourne was eager to fight, eager to harvest the soul.

The wind rose and the snow fell, and the dense snow fell quickly.

Frostmourne seemed to be like a fish in the water, the snow getting bigger and bigger but it didn't have any effect on Su Chen, who was intertwined with golden light and black light.

This sharp and unmatched magic sword was indeed born for killing. The average ghoul has almost no chance to get close, even the terrifying abomination that is several meters high can easily be killed.

However, the so-called Sea of ​​Undead pays attention to quantity. Even if he rushed into the black tide of undead like a steel spear, there are fewer and fewer soldiers who can follow him...

When Su Chen finally saw the Dread Demon, there was no one behind him.

Even the faithful adjutant Falike who followed along the way fell under the tail spurs of several crypt spiders not long ago.

Although Frostmourne is strong, it can only kill, not save...

He is now alone!

But Su Chen was too late to feel the slightest bit of sentiment, because the Dreadlord in front of him was far more terrifying than he thought.

This is a terrifying monster six or seven meters tall. Its bluish-gray skin reveals a metallic luster. The two horns on the bare skull's head are bent forward, and a pair of strong bat membrane wings stretch out behind him, as if It is two dark shadows with life. Its legs are bent forward and a pair of hooves are at the end. A spiked thorn protrudes from the metal leggings, and it is decorated with a hateful skull pattern.

At this moment, the faint green light from the dreadlord's eyes illuminated its bare sharp teeth, revealing an arrogant sarcasm.

Su Chen couldn't help but have doubts about his power... Can he really kill such a powerful Dreadlord?

"You really came, young prince, and you picked up Frostmourne. Everything is as the Dark Lord expected. It's time to join us..." The Dreadlord patted the wings behind him lightly, not paying attention. Laughed.

The invisible terror pressure spread like a tide in an instant, making people tremble.

Su Chen trembled all over, almost unable to hold the long sword in his hand, let alone attack.

This is the rule field of fear, and his power is simply unable to contend.

"How can this be? This is completely different from the game!" Su Chen was shocked. Almost all the Dreadlords in the game existed like soy sauce. He did not expect that this Dreadlord would be so powerful in this real situation.

But this may be in line with the true strength of the Dreadlord... Anyway, the Dreadlord clan also belongs to the middle management of the Burning Legion.

"Since the power gap is so big, how did Arthas kill the Dreadlord?" Su Chen thought quickly in his heart.

According to the plot of the game, it seems that Ner'zhul communicated with the soul of Arthas through Frostmourne, thus getting rid of the pressure of this fear domain, and then took the opportunity to kill the Dreadlord.

"Something's wrong. Didn't it mean that after I picked up Frostmourne, there would be a voice whispering in my ears... I've taken it for so long, why didn't seem to hear anything? Isn't it possible that I can't talk to Nyor after changing someone? Ancestor to communicate?!" Thinking of this, Su Chen's face turned dark.

"You mean the sound from this sword? I thought it was too noisy, so I blocked it." Xiao Hei's voice sounded in his mind.

"Shield..." The corner of Su Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

"Yes, that guy's mental fluctuations are equivalent to a kind of broadcast signal, and this sword is a signal receiving device. If I just influence the guy's mental fluctuations, I can't receive it." As a smart computer, everything is Try to use science to explain.