The tattered robe is stained with the 'color' that can only be possessed after the blood is coagulated, it is a kind of decadent darkness, its degree of decay, as if it has been buried under the soil and has undergone hundreds of years of corrosion, and the foot of this skeleton with the breath of death slowly pokes out from under the dirty blood robe, it quietly steps on the blood-colored mirror, full of power.

A very mysterious power, which poured out some kind of low and hoarse metal reads;

"Click!"

This foot is stepping on the shocking music, stepping on the smooth blood-colored mirror.

"Whoosh!"

Under the panicked action of the prophets, the white bony feet actually gently stood on their heels, and penetrated extremely slightly and slowly, and their heels pierced into the blood mirror!

"Whoa!"

It was like the sudden sound of the 'wave' and 'tide', the white mang's melting blood mirror, which suddenly turned into a 'wave' and 'wave' of death like ashes, and an overwhelming breath of death conveyed the high-spirited "agitated" words: "doyoufeelachill?"

Are you shivering?

What are you...... Chills?

"Ahhh

The two prophets didn't see the bone foot that suddenly poked out, and they didn't see the tumbling and roaring 'waves' and 'waves' in the solidified and smooth blood mirror.

They were already shivering and screaming hysterically!

Is the guy who came a human or a ghost?

The breath of death rushing from the other side of the ice field does not need to be rendered at all, and the harsh heavy metal music is like the wanton laughter of the breath of death, corroding this fresh snow everywhere.

The harsh sound of heavy metal music, as well as the terrifying singing voice that blends into the music, is extremely shocking, and they tirelessly crash into the heads of the prophets, like the buzzing of 100,000 bees, and the prophets who listen to it are in pain.

It's hard to imagine that the vocals' voice can perfectly overshadow the music, no, the fusion of heavy metal and death singing, the performance is ...... It's apocalyptic despair!

The prophets covered their ears in pain, and black blood flowed from their eyes covered with thick black 'hair', and the terrifying breath of death seemed to recognize these two vigorous creatures, a kind of 'color' between green and ashes greedily wrapped around their bodies, and even the blood changed their color.

"Exactly that!"

The lead singer of the thriller was a little more restrained, but instead burst out with a cruel laugh that permeated the scalp tingling, and the sharp laughter was only like a knife blade scratching the surface of the tile, transmitting the friction that punctured the eardrum, so that the white bone Zhengzheng's foot stretched out again.

The two bones and feet that suddenly descended on the ice field symbolized the meaning of the next generation!

A ring triggers a mysterious teleportation 'door' that disturbs a resting lord, the Lord of the Howling Swamp who curses the Ice Fields for thousands of miles to the south, and Karthas, the famous Death Chanter of the entire Valoran continent!

It wasn't a 'dark night', so Karthas didn't wear his remembrance blood-red 'colored' sacrificial robes.

The leader of the howling swamp still had the idea to stuff the mischievous white hair that burst out of the skull crown back into the crown, and the spokesman of death had completely completed the space shuttle.

One step across the distance of many thousands of miles, to complete such a shocking and unreasonable magic skill, Karthhas did not have any smug expression on his face.

To be precise, no matter how Karthas wanted to express his expression, this snow-white skull with no trace of skin and 'flesh' and only bones left, could not complete the difficult transformation of his rich expression for him.

"Exactly, the Cursed Ice Plain is very warm."

At this moment, the cold wind 'messed' the ragged robe of the Lich King Kartha, blowing the pages of the quaint book hanging around his waist, and Karthhas hurriedly stretched out his white 'colored' bone claws and pressed the flying yellow and old pages, as if this blood-colored book was extremely important to him.

The book with the huge gray stone in the center of the blood-colored cover quickly regained its composure, and Karthas pulled his slender skeletal face, his sunken eyes immediately radiating a deathly white glow, and he stared at the two prophets who were lying on the ground dying, and his tone was quite relieved.

"Listening to the sad songs of the 'lost' and dying is a good way to die."

The slender figure behind him finally came out of the howling swamp, and Karthas turned his back to the 'woman' and said to himself: "Born in the filthy cursed icefield, before I died, I not only heard the natural voice of my rock lead singer, but also had the privilege of hearing your peerless rock, just right, they died too profitable, right?" ”

The 'woman' with long crimson hair as delicate as silk quietly did not respond to reads;

The woman's unique appearance is not shocking, and her proud chin is like a blooming red rose 'woman' king, and her bright ruby eyes are full of bloody killing intent.

She stepped on clear and cold blood, her long, well-maintained crimson hair was blowing in the wind, 'exposing' her fair and 'fine' shoulders, and on her 'naked' and 'exposed' right shoulder, she was impossibly branded with a dark totem similar to an ancient demonic beast.

I really don't understand, she is in the cold cursed ice field, not only 'exposed' two snow-white tight 'legs', but also wearing a dark blue 'color' extremely 'exposed' tights dress, is she touched by the cold wind 'touched' skin, won't she feel cold?

The 'woman' glanced at Karthas with a facial expression, but she raised her dark wrist covered with stingers, and under the aggressive 'sexual' deterrent bracer was a small fist, and she clenched the fist calmly, the meaning was self-evident.

Karthas obviously turned her back to the 'woman', after she made this murderous move, the Lich King actually stopped his steps, and sighed helplessly, and in an instant, countless sad emotions uncontrollably poured into the 'chest' socket where he lost his heart, and Karthas couldn't help but cover his 'chest' and sobbed sadly.

However, less than half a second after the terrifying sobs, Karthas suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly with the miserable white skull: "Exactly...... Exactly that, just that! ”

"Lord Suanna, I like your playing form the most, only indifference and cruelty can make you the most powerful 'female' king temperament, I, Karthas, am very willing to serve you."

The Death Chanter, the Grand Lich King Karthas, bowed humbly to the 'woman'!

The bony hand that poked out from the tattered dark red sleeved robe was conscientiously laid in front of the steel-made 'chest' cavity, and in order to make such an elegant movement, Karthas no longer even cared about the ancient book on his waist, so the pages of the book turned again and again, with Karthus's warm and sometimes 'gloomy' greeting, as if he was holding some kind of grand ceremony.

A five-kill rock band that terrifies the whole of Valoran, has no human 'nature', and takes pleasure in destroying the Land of Runeterra.

Vocalist Karthas, keyboardist Sona, is here!