Lost In Azeroth

   Chapter 3 Howling Fjord

   It's a wonderful thing to watch your body fight automatically without your control.

   But that Dread Demon King is too tall, even if his body has leaped high, this full-strength sword can only be cut above his knees.

   Originally thought that with the defensive power of this Dread Demon King, there would be a sound of gold and stone colliding with him, but unexpectedly, after the Frostmourne fell, there was no sound.

The    long sword slashed like cutting tofu.

   After a while, the terrified Demon King finally let out a deafening roar of pain and anger.

   But Frostmourne didn't stop after cutting off his knees, and the whole person flew up and down like a butterfly with the help of the light wings behind him.

   Within a few seconds, more than 30 swords had been cut.

   The originally burly and burly Dread Demon King had almost no room to fight back, and soon collapsed with a scream.

   "Instantly kill the fear demon... so strong? Then aren't we invincible?!" Su Chen was both surprised and delighted, but he did not expect that under the control of the intellectual brain, this body would be able to explode such a powerful force.

   Presumably, after becoming the real Lich King, Arthas had no more power than that.

  With this power, as long as you don't provoke those giant dragons or ancient gods, you will be able to run amok in this continent of Azeroth.

   But before Su Chen could be a little bit complacent, his body had suddenly returned to his control. Before he had time to experience the tyrannical power, his hunger was flooding in like a tide.

   "I'm so hungry!" Su Chen almost wanted to bite his own arm in an instant.

"All the physical energy of this body has just been used up, and it has also borrowed a lot of external power, um... It is the so-called holy light power in this world, and it will fall into a period of weakness next, you have to be careful..." Little A black voice sounded quietly in his mind.

   "Weak period..." Su Chen couldn't help frowning, and he quickly understood the meaning of this sentence.

Due to hunger, he could hardly hold Frostmourne in his hand, and even if he summoned the power of Holy Light, he could only light up a faint light in his hand. This power of Holy Light, even the lowest level of healing. Can't cast spells either.

   "How can I recover?" Su Chen hurriedly asked.

   "Eat." Zhinao's answer is extremely simple.

  Su Chen couldn't help but be speechless. Although this method is simple, it is extremely difficult to implement it at present... He is still on the battlefield, and the corpses are the undead around him!

  Due to the death of the Dread Demon King, those undead have lost control, and they just wandered around instinctively, but there are tens of thousands of undead in the mountains and plains, and Su Chen, who was weak, did not dare to cross these undead to go to the previous camp to find food.

   "I have to hurry up and find something to eat." Su Chen only felt that his stomach was about to be digested by himself.

  Su Chen's long sword in his hand began to walk westward in the snow, hoping to bypass these undead.

   At the same time, he also quickly recalled some information in the game. At this moment, he should be in Howling Fjord in the southeast of Northrend.

   In that game, the Howling Fjord was a place full of woods and grass, and there were wild beasts everywhere. There should be no shortage of food, but in this real Azeroth, it was a desolate snowfield.

  Because it was a severe winter, there was not even a single leaf on the surrounding trees except for the icicles.

  Su Chen had to use some of the knowledge he had learned on Earth to dig out some grass roots in the snow with Frostmourne.

  Although these bitter grass roots have a bad taste, they always provide a little bit of energy more or less.

   "This kind of crossing is too pitiful..." Su Chen chewed the grass roots angrily while walking forward in the wind and snow with his waist hunched over. This crossing trip seemed far more difficult than he expected.

   I don't know how far he walked, but Su Chen finally found the traces of his prey, which were some scattered footprints that looked a bit like the traces left by horses running by.

   However, there should be no horses on this snowy field. At most, there are some elk-like animals here.

   "Eat!" Su Chen was overjoyed, and being able to leave footprints in the wind and snow meant that the beasts in front had not left for a long time.

  He cheered up and started to speed up the pace, at this moment the elk in his mind was completely the shape of a piece of barbecue.

   However, when Su Chen trekked in the snow for an unknown amount of time, what finally appeared in front of him was not an elk, but a group of hungry wolves.

   On the ground was a pile of animal remains that could no longer be seen, and the snow was full of broken bones and blood, which stood out on a white snow field.

   Perhaps because of the anger caused by being interrupted while eating, the wolves began to growl at Su Chen in a low voice, and even quietly began to surround him in a roundabout way.

  Su Chen took a deep breath and reluctantly raised Frostmourne, which had been used as a crutch in his hand, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart. With his current physical strength, he was able to stand still quite well, and he was simply unable to fight any more.

   "It's really a tiger who fell and Pingyang was bullied by wolves. Even the fear demon king was killed in an instant. Could it end up being planted in the mouth of a group of hungry wolves..."

   When Su Chen was nervous, perhaps because he was afraid of Frostmourne in his hand, the wolves finally roared away unwillingly after confronting him for a while.

  Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that his whole body was almost soaked in cold sweat, but he was even more nervous than when he faced the fear demon king before.

   However, his eyes soon fell on the remains of the beast on the ground, and he couldn't help swallowing.

   "My X, I'm actually interested in this raw meat..." Su Chen couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth. It seemed that in a state of hunger, his entire worldview was no longer normal.

   He quickly pulled out a few pieces of meat that were still intact from the wreckage of the beast, but found that he was nowhere to be found in the barbecue, because there was no ignition around him.

   At this moment, Su Chen couldn't help but miss the mage's fireball technique: "It seems that living in this magical world is the most comfortable way to be a mage..."

   But he didn't hesitate for too long. Driven by hunger, he quickly began to chew the raw meat, and the originally disgusting **** smell was now extraordinarily delicious.

   His stamina finally recovered, but Su Chen soon found new troubles - he seemed to be lost!

   It was difficult to find a sense of direction on this snowy field, and as a traveler, he didn’t know the direction of the world at all, and even Arthas’s memory did not contain any information about survival in the wild.

"Yes, this guy is a prince. Even if he leads troops to fight, there are a lot of adjutants and staff around him. He doesn't need him to find a way at all..." Thinking of this, Su Chen couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Above the wilderness of Windfjord, it would be better to be a death knight.

But I can't hear the voice in Frostmourne now, and I'm sure I won't fall any more. Then the plot of killing my father should not happen. As long as I can return to Lordaeron, I can still be my own. prince.

   Then go back to Jaina, when the power is in hand, the beauty is in the arms, and you can have a leisurely life.

  When the Burning Legion invaded, it would be a big deal to hold Jaina's thigh and fight the night elves together, maybe even get the title of hero to save Azeroth.

   Of course... The premise of all this is that he can return to Lordaeron safely!

  I have to figure out the direction first, and then I need to get a boat...

  Su Chen did not dare to continue walking around, this Nordson Continent was almost full of danger.

You must know that even if the real Lich King has developed on this northern continent for so many years, it can only be regarded as a powerful force, and even when he died, he could not conquer the troll empire here. Not to mention the Wyrmrest Temple and the huge base Ulduar left by the Titans.

   With his current strength, if he encounters an ordinary vrykul, he will be a dead end.

   "That's right... Vrykul! How could I almost forget them." Su Chen's heart moved, and he almost forgot these Northrend natives.

   (end of this chapter)