The presence of the ice dragon directly compensates for all the shortcomings of Maude Caesar.

If Mordekaiser was a short-legged man who was easy to fly a kite, now he is a truly invincible and invincible dragon knight.

With the help of the Ice Dragon, Mordekaiser not only moved faster, but also added the ability to strike from a distance, in addition to the few necromancy spells she had—the most terrifying thing was that this ranged strike was non-consuming for Mordekaiser herself.

Rhodes can't afford to wear it down, and he has to deal with Maude Caesar - but before he can go head-to-head, he needs to "separate" Maude Caesar and his mount a little.

I don't want to let the dragon out of control—if only she could react a little slower.

So the next moment, Rhodes began to unleash arcane wisdom on the ice dragon in a frenzied manner.

"You sober me up, sober up!"

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My name is Ice Wheel, and I come from the Great Glacier of Freljord.

As a proud dragon, I hate the feeling of being protected by someone else - but there is no way, we ice dragons have passed down some of the frost runes for generations, and these runes hidden deep in the blood make humans salivate, and they often subject us to all kinds of gratuitous killings.

I remember when I was a young dragon, there were humans who climbed the glacier where I lived, and the humans who wrapped themselves so thickly came to the glacier and killed my father—but after that, they also died in the wrath of my mother.

That was the first time I'd heard the names of the Watcher and the Ice Bloodline.

Later, in order to prevent this from happening again, my mother took me to the vicinity of the Wailing Abyss, where I prayed for protection from Avinia, and it was in that land that would never be quiet that I grew up with Pora.

Until I was a thousand years old.

When I was a thousand years old, Anivia Nirvana became a part of the ice, a part of the cycle of life, and I left the abyss of weeping when I no longer needed shelter.

I'm going to send my mother back to the place where I'm buried, probably because I've been protecting me for too long, and my mother, who has neglected to fight, has not been able to become an ancient dragon after all.

After fulfilling my mother's last wishes, I began to wander around Freljord, and out of curiosity and gluttony, I came into contact with humans more than once, learned about them, and fed myself.

Humans are a strange race, they are extremely powerful, but the weak ones are like ants, and more interestingly, they can even get involved in wars because of some non-essential items.

After leaving the abyss of weeping, I have seen more than once the wars of mankind, whether strong or weak, willing to die in the war, even if the war has nothing to do with them, even if the cause of the war is nothing but a lie of some people.

After seeing all this boring trick, I decided to stay away from them - I was tired of the smell too.

The war ended quickly, and after the war, I also saw another characteristic of human beings, forgetfulness.

They seem to have forgotten many, many things, and with the exception of a few who have always been alive, the rest of humanity has even forgotten the knowledge and power they once had.

What was once a story has become a nursery rhyme and a myth, and most people, except for a few, are so busy living that they don't even understand what happened in the past.

In the past, humans once made me feel terrible – but now, they are as pathetic and ridiculous as ants.

Soon, however, I couldn't laugh anymore.

These people are so capable of learning - it's been almost a thousand years, and humanity is digging for the legacy of the past and exploring it itself, and they seem to have once again become the race that scares me, the race that walked on the great glacier and killed my father.

I seem to have caught the trajectory of humanity, who will fight rune wars once a thousand years and then fall into a state of self-destruction, but it won't be long before they rise again.

It's horrible.

Lady Ice Wheel thinks...... You need to stay away.

So, after celebrating my 2,000th birthday, I chose to stay away from Freljord.

Where to go next?

The kingdom of Ionia has become a powder keg, with Demacia and Noxus pitting each other, and Freljodd once again reinventing the legend of Avarossa, Shurima...... Hehe, whoever loves to go there goes.

The whole of Valoran, it seems, is not very safe anywhere.

I decided to go to the sea and have a look - preferably find a desert island where I slept in this rune war.

Then, I came to the Isle of Shadows and met the great master.

The master is the wisest man I have ever met - he is the one who can end the endless cycle of human beings, and if his wish is fulfilled so that there are no more dead people in this world, then there will be no more wars in Valoran, and humanity will no longer suffer from the terrible cycle of once in a thousand years......

So this fool who stops the master must die, no one can say no to the master, no one!

Wait, what does it matter to me whether humans are reincarnated or not - damn it, I'm an ice wheel, I'm an ice dragon from Freljord!

Does humanity have wars, and what does it matter to me whether to die or not?

When did I have a master - no, I was controlled!

No, it can't be like this, I'm an ice wheel, no one can control me...... Wait, I followed my master voluntarily -

Yes, that's right!

I am the most loyal ice wheel of the owner!

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After a continuous breath, the movement of this prime-aged ice dragon finally slowed down a little.

Arcane intelligence still has a role to play - while it can't dispel Maudecaesar's control, it's still possible to "mess around" with it.

And once the ice dragon's reaction starts to slow down, a great opportunity has come for Rod.

How can I face the attack of Maudekaiser and the ice dragon at the same time!

Seeing that the ice dragon's movements suddenly began to stagnate, Rhodes did not hesitate to turn into a stream of fire and rushed towards the ice dragon, slipping onto her back before she could open her mouth.

If this ice dragon hadn't gotten out of control, there would never have been a way for Rhodes to climb on her back - but now, now that the ice dragon had revealed its flaws, it was naturally impossible for Rhodes to show mercy.

Although melee combat with Mordekaiser may seem silly, when he controls an ice dragon, fight him from a distance...... More stupid!

Face to face, Rod suddenly erupted.

"Come on, taste the flames—"

The whole of Rhodes turned into a raging Safron flame, the blazing flames almost indestructible, and even drilled a deep wound directly on the back of the hapless ice dragon.

Blood gushed out and was quickly evaporated.

Feeling this different kind of coldness, Rod narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seem...... Maudecaesar's control over the dragon is not great!