At the peak of the Ice Dome, the morning light pierced the sky, and some belatedly descended on the earth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Are you...... Weak chickens? Ahri looked at the pale white-robed man, whose mask was no longer there, revealing his somewhat pale face.

"It's Reginald." He said, his voice weak, but it seemed that he wanted to use it to achieve a warm temperament, "First meeting, Miss Ahri." ”

Ahri bit her lip, but Reginard asked Jax on the side, "Is it okay?" ”

Blood still flowed from between his cloaks, ticking to the ground, but Jax suddenly lost his pain, and the bleeding seemed to stop, leaving only the blood that had accumulated between his robes.

Reginard was concerned about this unusual phenomenon, which could not be explained, no healing spell, or magic that could return to light to achieve such an effect, and of course, the dimming of the magic light in Jax's lampshade also showed that this magic was expensive.

"In that case, you will all be buried here!" Lisandro shouted frantically, and from between the snow and glaciers of the Iron Thorn Mountains, ice golems crawled out one after another, with weapons of the same material in their hands, and approached the three on the highest peak.

And the Extreme Ice also stretched out from Lisandro's palm, wrapping around the huge magic sword in the center of the magic array, slowly wrapping the hilt. The magic sword sucked up the salty life elixir in the demon array, shining with a hungry red light, and it was almost enough, its sacrifice was not enough.

Unfulfilled magic swords only make contracts with flesh-and-blood mortals to help kill and obtain the spoils of blood, while also eroding the life of the host.

Lisandro has already become a cold ice bloodline, and the life force has completely become the power of the ice bloodline, and she can't become its host, but she can use this method without direct contact, just use this magic sword as a weapon in her hand.

"Now, let's all be its sacrifices!"

……

The Barbarian King Tedamir walked alone with his giant sword in the snow, knowing that if he was a second late, Ash might be in danger because of his hesitation.

Loving someone should be believing, but it will be accompanied by hesitation.

Such hesitation actually gave the Noxian woman a chance to sow discord, and now that the war has begun, without the help of him and his tribe, how would Ash deal with the berserker Olaf from Lockfar? He couldn't tolerate waiting any longer, and he wanted to be there for her right away.

Between the wind and snow, an icy blade approached him.

Tedamir felt the murderous intent in this figure, the man's steps were firm, the soles of his soft shoes in the snow, his cheeks hidden under his hood, but he didn't have to look at it to know that it must be an angular face, and a pair of cold eyes, his cloak seemed to be made of sharp blades, shining with cold light.

He saw a shadow, the thin short blade cut through the air in an instant, straight to his soft neck, normal people would be surprised in the face of this scene, they would panic, this moment their brains would go blank, and the next second they would fall in a pool of blood. But unlike Tedamir, during the hunting season of the tribe, turning your head at the slightest sound may mean that the beast is approaching your vital teeth.

The broadsword slashed without any beauty, and the rough blow forced the opponent's sword shadow back. The flickering light of the sword stopped in front of him.

"Noxians?" There was a hint of annoyance in his voice, the country had been sincere before, but now it had reversed.

"I'll take your life." The other party's voice was cold, and his tone was full of indifferent emotions.

Tedamir waved the broadsword in his hand, and between the wide open and closed slashes, the metal collided, sparks burst on the edge of the blade, and the two fought in the faint morning light, and the crisp sound of the exchange was endless.

Although as the saying goes, an inch long and an inch strong, he held a large knife, and the oncoming Noxian assassin held a pair of short knives, but he used the danger of the short soldier to the extreme, the knife brushed against his vital point, and the soft tendons felt a cold touch, and let out an instinctive tremble.

Tedamir's sword technique was as rough as his weapon, and the barren and harsh land of Freljaud had cultivated the nature of battle as one of his instincts, and the broadsword seemed to move at will, and the sword could not be used to carry the knife, but wherever the blade slashed, there was always a thrill to block the opponent's attack.

His opponent is patient, like a natural predator, and the knife is cold, but if he is not careful, he will be cut with a fatal wound.

"Hahaha!" Tedamir burst out laughing, and the thrill of battle burned his blood to a boiling point.

Despite the Assassin's subtlety, such a battle seemed to be exactly what he was looking for.

The morning light, the falling snow, and the glaciers everywhere make up their stage.

……

Cassiopeia lay on her makeshift bed in the cave, her body shivering, her blood seemed to begin to grow cold, and she felt a fear she had never felt before.

The skin on her wrist began to climb the lines of scales, as if it was the scales of a snake, and the keratin became clearly visible little by little, and there seemed to be a layer of mucous membrane on the cold mottled feeling, as if to protect the skin of the heart.

Cassiopeia suddenly remembered the serpentine broadsword, and the fang-like pain she felt in her palm when she swore awths.

"The barbarian reconciliation plan has failed, please cut the grass and eradicate it immediately!" She staggered all the way from the barbarian tribe back to the point of contact where Caterina and Tyrone were stationed, and immediately told them about it, and the great pain and the terrible mutation suddenly kept her moving.

Tyrone helped her to the bed with her annoying sister Carter, but she gritted her teeth and insisted that Tyrone go: "Go!" Leave me alone! Go kill them! ”

Now some of her arms, as well as her slender waist, have been covered with newborn snake scales, and even her face, which has made countless men sink, have begun to scale.

She gasped in pain, as if the old skin had been torn alive and squeezed against the skin by the cold, round scales, and Caterina lit a fire at the mouth of the cave, and the towel was soaked in hot water and wrung out, leaving only the heat inside, and she took the hot towel and put it on Cassiopeia's forehead.

She sat on the edge of the bed as if she didn't care, and couldn't help glancing at it from time to time, Caterina's forehead twisted at the sound of her pain, but she didn't want to show it.

Their relationship seems to have been very bad since childhood, Cassiopeia was born to be the eldest lady of the family, the pearl of her father's palm, and when Cassie was holding the latest rag doll and coquettishly with her father, Caterina only received all kinds of short knives on her birthday. Later, she became a shining newcomer to the military department, but Cassie joined the Black Rose, the organization was her father's sworn enemy, and the military department's drastic reform of Noxus was precisely to solve the problem of Black Rose, who was in cahoots with the rotten aristocracy. And since their father's disappearance on an expedition to Ionia, their relationship has entered an ice age.

"Now, are you satisfied? I think I'm to blame, right? Cassiopeia's silver teeth clenched, and such a change made her despair.

She is the pearl of Noxus, a courtesan who is famous at home and abroad, and now she is about to become such a monster. She tore off a few scales with her hands, and the wounds immediately became bloody, as if they were her skin.

Watching the process of alienation with her own eyes by her hated sister, she felt painful and humiliated, she never wanted to lose to her, what she always wanted to prove was that even without her father's inheritance, as a weak woman, she could still gain power, status, and everything that made people crazy in Noxus.

She couldn't move, her twisted calves had turned into giant snake tails, the scales were still slowly spreading upward, she was twitching in pain as if she were giving birth, but she was clenching her teeth.

"You should have killed me! I'll be your hindrance, my sister! If you regret your ridiculous woman's kindness, it's not too late to kill me. Do it, you piece of shit! ”

Caterina stared at her with angry eyes, her eyes shaking, but she didn't look at her anymore.