"Galen, are you sure your sister can make a way out for us?"

Tyrone, who has never been accustomed to fighting in the shadows, acted as a lure and protector for Lux for Galen's words this time, and was chased by a group of undead.

"I can still guarantee that, Lux is a very famous mage in the War Academy, and have you forgotten the last time you were in Karamanda?"

Galen is still very confident in his sister's abilities, as long as they can lure away and stop the undead who are trying to attack Lux before he finishes casting the spell, Lux will definitely not let them down!

After Galen said this, Tyrone, who narrowly escaped the trap of several undead, stared, and he also recalled the last battle of Karamanda.

At that time, Demacia and Noxus clashed over the outbreak of the Karamanda mine, and the armies of Galen and Caterina were originally equal, and at this time, a Lux was suddenly killed.

With no one interfering, Lux unleashed a devastating spell that single-handedly wiped out an entire army. If he hadn't shown up in time and saved Caterina at the cost of her serious injuries, I'm afraid even Caterina would have died in that battle.

Taking a deep breath, a complicated look flashed in Tyrone's indifferent eyes. was once a sworn enemy, but now he is a comrade-in-arms who fights side by side, and this identity change makes it a little difficult for him to adapt for a while.

Darius on the other side didn't think as much as Tyrone thought, but scuffled with a group of undead, with a hearty and excited expression.

After a closer look, Tyrone found that Galen and Darius were not as embarrassed as him when they were besieged by the undead, but they were somewhat handy, and even resisted the undead's attacks.

However, when he thought of his own status as an assassin, he was relieved that there was no comparison between his weaknesses and those of the two.

After all, Tyrone, who was forced into a corner by the undead, did not fight the undead like Galen and Darius, but abandoned distractions and escaped into the shadows.

The next moment, with countless blades slicing through the undead, Tyrone's figure that had escaped into the shadows quietly appeared outside the encirclement.

On the other side, the three Galen were nervously chanting obscure magic spells for her to buy her time, and the staff in her hand was also condensed into a more shining beam.

In this icy winter, Lux was much slower to absorb the radiant magic of heaven and earth than in Shurima. As time passed, the three Galens had become tired, but it was only two-thirds of Lux's spells that condensed the radiant magic.

"Lux, how long is it going to be good?"

Grabbed by several undead and bitten in the neck, Galen's tiger body was shocked, and while shaking the undead away, he also turned around and yelled at Lux.

"It's almost ready, brother, you hold on a little longer!"

Lux also noticed that the three Galen were faintly unable to hold on, but she couldn't easily release the spell without fully condensing the power of radiance, so she could only hope that the three of them would buy her a little more time.

Hearing this, Galen gritted his teeth and didn't ask any more questions, so he and the other two continued to act as lures and guards for Lux.

After holding out for a while under the siege of the undead, the three Galens, who were gradually exhausted, moved closer together and took care of each other back to back.

Finally, under their protection, Lux finally gathered enough radiant power. The magic crystal she held with her staff shone brightly, and the blazing heat melted the ice and frost in the area centered on her in an instant.

She also shouted at the three Galen who were struggling to resist: "Brother, get out of the way, my spell is complete!"

Lux's coquettish cry suddenly relieved the three Galens, who were under great pressure, and they scattered around one after another, and returned to Lux's side.

Seeing the incomparably shining magic crystal at the top of the Lux staff, the three of them were blinded by the dazzling light. But Lux herself was unaffected, her eyes staring directly at the army of the undead in front of her, and her killing intent was on display.

After casting a spell to protect the three Galens from the spell, Lux unleashed all the radiant power condensed on the staff's crystal.

The radiant power that poured out turned into a huge torrent and shot straight ahead, mixed with an incomparably divine aura that pierced through a large wave of undead in front of them.

The undead at the center of the torrent were instantly purified to ashes by the divine aura contained within, while the undead who were slightly on the periphery were purified by the power of light with a terrible wail.

As the torrent of radiant power gradually dissipated, so did the terrible wails of the undead, and the direction in which the torrent was released was briefly cleared of a wide pathway.

"Run!"

Seeing that the surrounding undead were all intimidated by the power of the forbidden spell that restrained them, Galen immediately took Lux's hand and ran in the direction of the passage, followed by Tyrone and Darius.

However, before the four of them had gone far, the entire land of Freljord began to tremble violently.

An extremely evil icy aura quietly erupted from beneath Freljord's wailing abyss, surging south at a visible speed.

Feeling the suffocating pressure, the first reaction of the four Galen was to run back. But when they were about to turn around, they realized that both of their feet were frozen in place.

In a few moments, they were frozen into ice sculptures along with the army of the undead around them by the evil icy aura that poured out from beneath the abyss.

With the exception of Ash and Sejuani, who are of the Ice Bloodline, and a handful of survivors, almost all creatures in Winterclaw's sphere of influence were frozen into ice sculptures in those few breaths.

Although it continued to weaken as the evil cold aura spread, the lingering terrifying coercion still shook the entire land of Freljord.

Even in Demacia, you can feel the evil power that shakes the earth from the abyss of wailing.

And Ye Feng, who was recuperating from his injuries on the Sairen, felt this unsettling power, and his first reaction was to rush out of the room and onto the deck, looking at the north where the Wailing Abyss was located.

I saw a pair of huge blood-red eyes quietly appear in the sky above the weeping abyss, and those bloody eyes gave people a huge sense of oppression, as if it was the master of this world, which was terrifying.

He was relieved when he thought of Ahri telling him that Sivir and Fiona had gone to persuade Winterclaw and Avarosa to unite, and that with Fiona's two daughters to escort him, Sivir's wisdom should be able to successfully complete the mission in his place. But now there is a sudden change, and the trip of the three daughters has become very dangerous.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he was about the safety of the three daughters and the three tribes of Freljord, Ye Feng's eyes froze, and he flashed and rushed to the north.

His move also fell into the eyes of Sarah and Ahri, who were just about to discuss the matter with him, and the two daughters' faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly signaled him not to hurry to leave.

"Ye Feng, don't worry!"

"Wood, come back, talk to us before you go!"

Ye Feng, who had already left, pretended not to hear the shouts of the two, and now he just wanted to find the three Fiona and the people of the Freljord tribe as soon as possible.

As someone who had once plunged into the abyss of weeping, he knew very well what kind of terrifying existence those eyes represented!

At the same time, at the junction of the Wailing Abyss and the Claws of Winter, the group of ancient wraiths who had not moved until before seemed to have awakened their will because of the bloody eyes above their heads. They let out a terrible howl, their eyes long gone of the heroic posture that once fought to the death to protect Freljord from the watchers, and only the cold silence brought by the ice, and the absolute loyalty to the watchers.

With their wails, a pair of snow-white wings, like bats' membrane wings, spread out from beneath the abyss. Beneath the massive wings, a white-haired monster with a hunched back and crooked horns on its head stepped on the claws of his fowl and landed on the broken bridge of the Wailing Abyss.

Staring at a pair of ice-blue evil eyes, the monster whose body was thin enough to see the skeleton inside the skin lit up with ice flames of revenge.

"It's time to announce to the humans who have rebelled against the Lord that their master has returned......"

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(End of chapter)