【Barbarian Village】

Cassiopeia couldn't sleep at night, she knew that something was quietly changing, the blacksmith shop in the village was ringing from morning to night, and the barbarian king Tedamir did seem to be preparing for a war. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Maybe Ash is indeed like this muscular and simple-minded barbarian king thinks, and will not make a move on him, but what she has to do is to constantly induce him, and Noxus's barbarian reconciliation plan is precisely to make it easier to enter the Freljord.

Looks like her words have worked.

But she always felt a little uneasy, and at night she felt that there were some voices in the village, every day, and they lowered their voices and acted, as if they were preparing something, and the sound of striking iron became more and more frequent, and they hurried to work all night, and the bellows kept pulling.

It would be nice if he was willing to conclude an alliance with Noxus, as the non-aggression pact would have been granted, which would pave the way for their forces to enter Freljord, a new city-state that planned to join the League of Legends, a pure land untouched by any of the rest of the world, and full of opportunities.

Especially the indestructible mysterious material, Polar Ice.

She changed into her coat, a dress cut to the style of Freljord, but still in the open and indulgent style of Noxus, with torches lit and figures constantly coming and going in the village.

"Ms. Cassiopeia, please don't walk around late at night." A guard reminded her.

"I want to go to the bathroom, do you want to follow?" She said, heading straight to that place without looking back. It was Delco's residence, he was in charge of the barbarians' foreign affairs, and only he knew what was going on.

Apparently they were preparing something, and the barbarian king made some moves, but he still deliberately avoided her, which was not a good sign. Acting in secrecy is probably different for her.

"Delco, are you there?" She knocked on the door and asked him.

There was no response inside, she waited patiently for a while, Delco finally opened the door for her, it was late at night, but he was wearing a military uniform, she put away the surprise in her eyes a little, and said softly: "I can't sleep, I'll come to see you." ”

He didn't say anything, his eyes were complicated, but he also let her graceful figure slowly walk into the room.

"I'm here on behalf of Noxus, can I find friendship on this trip?" She asked him, but he took a deep breath and said nothing.

"Why? We used to be very good friends, Delco. What are you hiding from me? The question whispered softly around his ear, and her breath sprayed gently on his cheeks, causing the hairs on his cheeks to tremble.

"What exactly is the Barbarian King's plan?"

"Don't do that, Cassie."

"Tell me, I'm not an outsider." Cassiopeia said, shaking her beautiful long black hair.

"I'm sorry, but it's really at stake this time."

"Tell me, have you forgotten what you said? Or is it that as the saying goes, what a man says in bed cannot be trusted? ”

"Leave me alone............ I can't. He muttered in pain.

Cassiopeia put her hand on his chest, caressing it gently, comforting him, her mouth soft, but already anxious, "I'm not going to tell anyone, I just want to confirm something." She changed her tone to sadness, "I am a Noxian, and there has been a war between Noxus and the barbarians. What if the barbarian king is unwilling to accept my olive branch, and is afraid that he will be killed for a small matter, and may be taken hostage? You should know what kind of treatment a woman will be like as a prisoner? ”

These words caused Delco to look up at him, and his gaze began to tremble as soon as it made contact with hers.

"Even if it's for the sake of the previous relationship, you should help me. Rest assured, I won't tell anyone. ”

"Good...... But you have to swear. ”

"No problem, I swear." She held up a hand with five fingers together to her head.

"No, you have to swear by my ancestral sword." The sword was unsheathed with a sharp sound. Cassiopeia stared at the ancient blade, which was carved into the body of a mysterious serpentine pattern. It is as cold as the Freljord area, and there are no snakes to live, how can it be ......

"Is that okay?" He asked.

"Absolutely." She smiled, her palm pressed against the sword, it was a quaint and cold metallic feeling, as if a snake's fangs had touched her shallowly, and she quietly searched the sword with her magic, but found no trace of enchantment.

Bravado.

"I swear, Cassiopeia du Quekao, will keep this secret from anyone."

When she finished speaking, the cold touch beat again, as if the fangs had pierced her body, with a little cold pain.

The brass lamppost swirled in Jax's palm, the white-robed masked man's attack was rather strange, the sharp ice spikes blocked by his lamppost, and then split in two like a stream of water split by rocks, and grazed along the tangent of the lamppost.

Seemingly not something hard, not changing direction by the bombardment of the lamppost, these sharp ice spikes seemed to be the polymer of the idea of a sharp blade, either cutting off the target or being split in two, and the frost only gave shape to it, but did not have a physical nature, only the sharp sound of breaking through the sky showed the characteristics of a solid state.

Countless ice spikes were wrapped in a gust of magical wind, constantly attacking him, such an overwhelming offensive, the sharp ice needles were already difficult to see with the naked eye, and they were also wrapped in the dazzling cold wind, the wind blew so that ordinary people couldn't open their eyes, but in front of Jax's pupil of fate, such an attack looked too childish.

Weapon Master Jax, whose famous skill in the arena, Counter Storm, is achieved with the Pupil of Destiny, which sees through the trajectory of his opponent's attacks.

But such a fierce offensive still caused him a lot of trouble, he must always concentrate on dealing with those ice spikes with tricky angles, although after seeing their intertwined network clearly, it is not difficult to dodge, but the string in his mind is always tight, the pupil technique of fate is quite magical, such a high-intensity perception will not cause much trouble for the time being, but the opponent seems to be ...... Try to trap him.

A thought that made Jax's heart suddenly tighten.

Don't...... The other party knows the pupil of fate?

As a special ability, the Pupil of Destiny has a file on file at the Mayoris Mystic Center, but it only indicates the characteristics and effects, and does not elaborate on the weaknesses of this ability.

The most lethal point is the consumption of mana, the pupil of fate is perfect in terms of perception and detection no matter what, unless the other party has the same pupil of fate and reverses the trajectory of fate, it is better not to rely on this pupil technique in that battle.

But if you need to fight for a long time, this pupil technique will slowly become a huge drag, and it is precisely for this reason that Jax has always relied on this pupil technique too much, and practiced a lot of martial arts and exercises when he was in Ionia, just to give himself the ability to rely on his body to avoid killing.

But the method of this mask in white, the almost endless number of ice spikes formed an impenetrable web, and the wind interfered with the human eye, which also disturbed the sound, in this case, there was no other way but to use the pupil of fate, or to fight with the element of the opposite element......

He didn't know if this mysterious person knew the Pupil of Destiny, but this kind of tactic, unless it was a mistake, would definitely be a person who knew the Pupil of Destiny very well, and it would be like he had it himself, so he could formulate such a targeted tactic.

But his pupil of fate is clearly unique.

There was no way, the bright purple in Jax's eyes suddenly dissipated, the magic circle of the pupil of fate disappeared into Jax's pupils, and countless ice spikes seemed to surround the stag's wolves, just waiting for the moment he lowered his antlers, and the group rushed towards his body.

But one by one they vanished, and droplets of water dripped from Jax's side one after another, as if a light rain had fallen under the frozen pole.

The heat stirred the air around him, and this ripple emanated from Jax's body, and beyond his monk's robes, there was already a drape of flames, and the flames stood on his hat and burned.

The serpent-like ice chain, the ice assassination array like just now, or the solid ice wall, endlessly attacked Jax, Jax gritted his teeth, and the magic power urged the flames around him to rise sharply, and forcibly broke through all these obstacles.

The man in white seemed to be preparing some terrifying killing move, and Jax knew very well that he had been dodging all along, using the land of Freljord to cast the magic of the frost element, and the magic consumed was extremely low, because it was easy to gather elements in this place where the ice elemental was enriched.

He dragged out in this way, and Jax put himself on the back burner because he was initially anxious to rely on his body to fight in close quarters because his opponent was a thin magician.

One mistake and every step of the way have to pay the price, first by the huge consumption of the Pupil of Destiny to dodge, and now the switch to fire magic is still subject to this battlefield, and must pay many times the magic power to maintain.

Jax didn't know why he was so impulsive, perhaps because he saw the scene, and he was trying to absorb Ahri's life force.

One event after another was finally connected together, this masked man was the mastermind behind the scenes, and the magic array of Ice Dome Peak was to use the ability of Ahri's Orb to create life force, and he saw him enter this magic array with spiritual power.

And in this person, he felt a strong aura of death.

He is an undead who uses such shoddy means to keep this ugly, rotten body alive!

The person who kidnapped Ahri in order to live a twisted life and made her suffer so much is unforgivable.

Jax seemed to turn into a flaming meteorite, piercing through the solid ice, the brass lamppost was raised above his head and slammed down, the masked white-robed man still did not move, and the energy of the ice and snow roared and froze around.

The other party completely trusted his magic, a shield condensed above his head, a shell of ice and snow. The inner core is made of rock.

The two slammed into each other.

……

On the border battlefield, the drums of war rumbled, blood spilled into the sky, and two powerful armies symbolized the two very different directions of Freljord's future, fighting in this snowy wilderness.

Ash and Sejuani fought together, and although Ash was an archer, he was no less than Sejuani in hand-to-hand combat.

Sejuani's boar mount rushed towards Ash with a fierce attack, its sharp fangs lowered with its head, and it instantly provoked when it approached Ash, which was the most common trick of the boar, but the boar only felt a pain in its nose, and the soles of Ash's boots jumped up with a kick on its nose and face, and the arrow was ready to be fired, and in an instant it was fired at Sejuani, faster than the crossbow.

Sejuani's flail of her fingers swung her charge, and swept towards Ash, lifting her shield to block the arrows, and Ash had already jumped backwards, her body flipping backwards in mid-air. The next arrow whizzed out, aiming directly at her mount, Steelmane grunted and grazed its body, but it still hurt.

Steelmane's instinctive dodge caused Sejuani's body to unbalance on it, and just then, Ash's next arrow came out of his hand!

Sejuani threw the flail of the north wind, and two polar ice weapons that could call the wind and snow were about to collide, and a wall of white bones suddenly rose from the ground.

No one knows where they came from, these bones look a long way back, I don't know what war they died in, and the war never stops here.

Now their twisted corpses became a wall of bones, a few bones shattered by ice arrows, a few shattered by the spinning flail.

And where the bone wall was raised, a figure slowly appeared in front of the confrontation between the two armies, he was dressed in a white robe, and his body was actually ice and snow gathered together, not the flesh and blood of existence, making this robe float and rattle in the wind.

"Stop the war, threaten ...... Is...... Northern. Beautiful...... Mulberry...... Zhuo ......" The voice of the doppelganger became more and more hoarse, and he struggled to squeeze out one word after another, as if because the mana of the main body was consumed too much, and finally turned into dust and smoke, scattered on the ground along with those ancient dry bones.

Not far away, Yorick carried the shovel in his hand, and was relieved to see that the battle between the two sides was gradually stopping.