Chapter Forty-Seven: A Fateful Duel

Due to the rapid development of Noxus, a large area of forests has been cut down, and the soil layer has been washed away by heavy rains, and finally turned into barren mountains, leaving only a rugged black rock wall, which looks like a steel thorn wall standing on the flat ground from a distance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Extending all the way to the north, into the territory of Freljord, it is covered with layers of ice and snow, and the cold air deposited in this icy and extremely cold place is also contained in it. The highest peak in the Freljord region, the Ice Dome, rises at the northern end of the Iron Thorn Range, northeast of Freljord.

And at this highest peak, two figures stood opposite each other, and the snow curtain shrouded them, and this sudden snow was like a curtain prepared for them.

On one side was a white robe, with thick wool piping flowing like snow in the wind, and his cheeks were covered by a mask with a giant eye painted in the middle; On the other side was the costume of the Oriental warrior monk, the golden rooster standing on top of the lamppost that exuded a burst of magical aura, and the position of the cheek was also covered by a porous mask, each hole emitting a faint golden glow.

"Be careful, this man...... The strength is unfathomable. Lisandro's voice rang out from behind her, and a wall of ice slowly condensed out of thin air in front of Jax, making an icy creaking sound, as if it had been temporarily cut off from her opponent by a layer of frosted glass.

"You know him?" Jax asked.

"It's just a couple of faces. But this man is Sejuani's guest, and I am afraid that a series of crises in the Northland will not be able to escape from this person. Lisandro said, the corners of her mouth curling imperceptibly, "Maybe I misunderstood Ash, Mentor Mafula's departure, he is the mastermind behind the scenes." ”

"I really didn't expect it," said the white-robed man, his voice showing a cold feeling, like a cold wind sweeping over the towering peaks at this time. "Jax, the judge of League of Legends, used to be a joke that lacked judgment, and it's no wonder that this organization is now reduced to this."

"Are you saying that all this time, I have turned a deaf ear to your schemes?" Jax jumped to the ground and picked up the lamppost, and with a brace on his feet, he jumped with the moon behind him, and the heavy lamppost in his hand was dancing towards the white-robed man.

The cold aura gathered towards the thin body of the white-robed man, and the four walls of ice condensed by magic formed an ice prison, enclosing Jax in it. Lisandro had never seen this person perform spells before, and the other party did not look like a master of ice magic, because he was always close to the furnace, and he looked sick, and if he was an ice mage, he would not be afraid of the cold even if he was not in good health.

But at this time, he instead used the rich cold air of the northern land as a material for casting spells.

She really didn't underestimate this person, she didn't underestimate his strength, and as for Jax, he hid too much strength. But just wait until sunrise, and it's all over, and that thing will leap out of the endless abyss and reappear.

Lisandro approached Ahri, the nine-tailed demon fox was not aware of such a situation. "Don't worry, I'll find a way to untie you." Lisandro said.

Ahri looked at the strange figure, and a flash of fire flashed in his eyes, and in the flames, the disguise of the skin was burned away, revealing the distorted form of the Ice Witch. "You are!"

"They're all here to save you." Her voice was slow and elegant, as if realizing that she had seen through her disguise and simply stopped acting. "It's a pity that now they're fighting. As a beast, you should know better how combative males are. ”

"Shhhh What exactly do you want? Ahri gritted her teeth, but the Frost Witch didn't answer her, just looked up and looked at the two men with her eyes that were supposed to be blind.

Sharp edges and corners were condensed in the snow wind, and sharp arrows made of ice and snow loomed in the snow, attacking Jax. The glow emanating from Jax's mask was suddenly mixed with a purple light.

It is an eye that can see the number of fate, and those who have this eye can see the trajectory of all things, and even between the blades of ice and snow that are pouring like rain, they can clearly see a smooth path from it.

The Pupil of Fate.

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Under the same snow, the war drums shook the sky, and the drummers riding on wild boars charged, beating groups of shocking drums.

At first they were shadows and silhouettes in the darkness of the night, stealthily moving forward under the cover of wind-blown snow mounds, and when they approached the camp of the Ash's army, they finally began to attack with great fanfare.

The drums rumbled, and Sejuani's boar cavalry stormed Ash's tent, the army's camp gate was easily smashed to pieces, and the raiders rushed into the camp with knives and axes, but they soon discovered that it was an abandoned and empty camp, and they had seen curling smoke from Ash's tent before nightfall, and now ......

The air flow began to turn wrong, the snow danced wildly in the wind, and the cold wind seemed to become extremely wild, as if it were brewing......

Oh no, it's a trick! The tribesman's eyes constricted, and she sighed that she still underestimated Ash.

A razor-sharp zero-degree storm suddenly swept over the empty camp, and even the wild boars of the Northland were disturbed by this terrible storm, and their blood seemed to drop to freezing point, and some of the tribesmen's bodies had begun to frost, and after the huge glacial storm, they were almost immobile, and in the center of this storm, Nunu and his good partner Snowman Willamp were hiding in the snowdrifts, shaking off the fine snow and standing up.

In the distance, on the knoll, Ash propped up her legendary ice bow, an ice arrow condensed on the string, constantly gathering the power that was about to erupt, and she aimed at the military camp in the distance where the ice storm had just stopped, the hand that drew the bow hesitated and trembled slightly.

Is it really necessary to go through such a war for the sake of the peace of Freljord? Can the peace that has been exchanged for war really be maintained?

She closed her eyes, as if she were going to make up her mind.

"Be careful!" An adjutant shouted, but it was too late, and the cavalry led by Sejuani had already galloped in, and the heavy flail in her hand swept up a fierce north wind, passing through a rain of arrows from Ash's troops, tearing directly through their line.

I didn't expect it to be just a feint attack by a vanguard team!

Huge ice arrows shot out from between the bowstrings, and with a somewhat skewed arc, Ash was pulled away by the guards beside him.

"Protect Queen Ash!"

Ash was a little stunned as he faced the raging gale, it felt so familiar, it was ...... The north wind flail! It was not the Extreme Cold Vortex that slaughtered all her comrades-in-arms and sisters that time!

It's her, it's Sejuani! It was she who ambushed her troops, and it turned out that ......

Wisps of black mist rose in her heart, and she lived alone among the corpses of her comrades, and she buried her familiar faces in ice and snow...... A man returns to the tribe with the news of destruction......

Ice arrows emerged from her bow, cold glint on her edges, her cheeks twitching slightly, and the wind swept by Sejuani!