Curse the Lord of the Ice Plain, after all, there will only be one person.

However, for Wu Wenxu and Raven, the Ice Descendants and the clan have never been put in their eyes at all, this barren but mysterious land has really derived too many incredible existences, and buried too many secrets, ruling it is coveted by any madman who tries to subvert Valoran.

The tent was as white as snow, a little dark and red, like rotten roses blooming in a snowdrift, and Raven liked the feeling of erosion and sin, so she didn't mind sitting down at the bottom of the table, sitting next to Rommel Linglong.

The lord of the leading army is willing to sit down!?

Everyone secretly speculated about what she meant, and there was a nervousness for no reason, the ninth-level great magician Ge Fat had been pouring wine hard, he didn't dare to look at the woman sitting on the third chair opposite, and he couldn't help but look at her secretly, almost at the same time, the woman raised her head, and her orange eyes were full of cruelty like a beast's fierce light.

"Ahem, ahem!"

A large sip of wine choked into his throat and seeped out of his nostrils, and Grand's face turned pale, and he pinched his nose hard, and for a while, snot and tears mixed with wine made Grande embarrassed.

Fortunately, the farce of the fat man made the congealed and tense atmosphere relax a lot, at least many people felt that the stagnant breath in front of the nose seemed to be unblocked, so the thirteen white knights and others took a heavy breath, and then stared at the man on the top with their eyes like torches.

The lord, who was gathered by more than 20 people, had a calm and free look in his eyes, and it was obvious that he did not feel stage fright or uneasy at all because of this negotiation that had a great impact on the future and was crucial.

Wu Wenxu raised his head, his deep dark eyes were suddenly opposite to the strange orange eyes, Raven easily opened his hair, revealing a white and beautiful forehead, as if new hope was emerging from the rotten roses, and that glimmer of hope was quickly replaced by a lonely grayness, it turned out that Raven opened his mouth.

"Preliminary alliance, I need to understand your Bitmond strength, and it is best to exhaust everything, because I can arrange a breakthrough in the Iceborn realm based on the information you provide."

"Fifty thousand lizardmen, twenty thousand trolls, that's a tentatively conservative number, and in the future, the number of exiles will continue to increase."

What Wu Wenxu said was very crude and true.

However, this truth fell into Raven's ears, but it became a complete perfunctory, she secretly narrowed her eyes, and there was a complete tyrannical color in her treachery: "Wu Wenxu, I have been cursed by the Banishing Blade for three years, and I have never heard of lizardmen who can fight, that is to say, throw away those useless wastes, you only have 20,000 soldiers in your hands who can fight?" ”

With a contemptuous smile and sharp indifference, Raven took a sip of wine.

"O lord of the leading army, as a descendant of the goddess of Avarosa, do you really think that we lizardmen are useless waste?"

A smile that was even more contemptuous than Raven's, and even the smile was already self-evidently mocking, Raven's hand as he raised the glass stiffened, his fingers curled together, and a thin crack appeared on the azure glass, and they were even and graceful, without revealing a drop of wine.

The one who exposed the ridicule to the lord of the dignified leader army was naturally the one-eyed commander Chenison.

Chenison alone resisted the banner of reviving the lizardmen, and made the future of the lizardmen his own responsibility, so that he could not bear to be ridiculed by his own people, even if he was the leader of the army.

"Kill a lowly lizardman, I believe it won't stop this meeting."

Raven indifferently let go of his glass.

"Click!"

The blue wine glass that fell from a high altitude shattered into tens of millions of fine dust in an instant, and the mellow wine was sticking to the star-like dust, falling to the ground like quicksand, and at the moment when the quicksand had not touched the wrist, a gust of wind had already stabbed Chenison's throat!

"Boom!"

The exploding wind and flames of the tent collided hard, and as the white tent burst out as if it was blowing out, many people were messy with their hair buns, trying to cover their cheeks, trying to resist the stinging wind and the surging heat, dozens of cups and bowls made the sound of wind chimes at the same time, Wu Wenxu clenched his wine glass, and his eyes were completely hot.

"Uh-haha-ha, it's a pleasure!"

Monkey King staggered back two steps, his hands flattened the Yan Stick, his bright orange eyes without pupils continued to rage with terrifying magic, the peak magic power of the tenth-order Magister, and resisted Raven's fatal blow.

As a lizardman godfather-level Chenison, his life is very precious.

Banishing Blade is unhappy.

Even an eleventh-order powerhouse can kill himself in seconds, but can he kill a lowly lizardman?

"Banishing Blade, he is my commander, you kill him, and our alliance will end."

Wu Wenxu just had the time to extinguish the murderous intent in Raven's eyes, "Bang!" The man clapped his hands twice, louder than two slaps, and the tent curtain was lifted suddenly, and the cold wind that couldn't wait to blow in made the magic chandelier on the ceiling shake.

Walking in were two lizardmen, and Raven stopped continuing to assassinate, because she found that these two low-level reptiles, who were a head shorter than herself, and had thin bodies, actually pointed at her with strange thin swords in their hands.

Yes, the beings who can crush into ashes with a raise of their hands, they are pointing their swords at themselves.

This huge sense of antics and depression really caught Raven at a loss.

The lizardmen are extremely sensitive to magic, Raven doesn't believe that they can't feel their deadly killing intent, according to the common sense that has not changed for thousands of years, once death is threatened, shouldn't the lizardmen flee and collapse?

This must be a good show staged by the cunning Wu Wenxu in order to fool himself.

Thinking of this, the depressed wordlessness turned into a deep cruelty, Raven raised the broken sword, and the storm of the Wind Blade was viciously pointed at the throat of the lizardman in front of him, Raven's movements were so fast that the lizardman only saw an afterimage in his eyes.

Silence, long silence.

"Wu Wenxu, you are really a monster."

After a long time, Raven covered his eyes, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

In the darkness, the lizardman's eyes that were still dying lingered, and it was absolutely impossible to fake such a fierce and fearless look, because it had long been deeply imprinted in his heart, and the resoluteness shown by every companion before the total army was wiped out when he was framed by Noxus.

Death is like home!

However, seeing death as if it were home appeared in the eyes of the lizardmen?!

Raven really couldn't laugh anymore.

Lizardmen are everywhere in the Land of Runeterra, but a lizardman who is not afraid of death, placed in the War College, is enough to cause a cosmic shock!

Raven sat back on the seat in a trance, the Wind Broken Blade hanging down decadently at his feet, and the two lizardmen still heroically maintained a straight military posture, and the determination in their eyes did not change in the slightest from beginning to end.

The guy who has been tempered by the battle of Temond, even if an ice pick pokes at the skull, it will definitely not be able to destroy his will! To Lord Diablo, Lord Wu Wenxu's will to swear allegiance to the death!

"You two, you can step down."

Just like the roundworm in Wu Wenxu's stomach, Chenison always knows what the lord means, he will not pat the sycophants, but his every action falls in Wu Wenxu's eyes, which is more comfortable than patting ten horses.

"Now you understand the power of our Bitmund, right?"

The fiery red robe rolled down, Wu Wenxu cocked Erlang's legs, staring at the eyes of the soulless Raven with interest, it seems that the effect is good, turning the lizardman into a fierce warrior who is not afraid of death will no longer be a secret in the future, on the contrary, throwing it now can be a good bargaining chip for the conversation with the Banishing Blade.

The cloudiness in her eyes shook vigorously a few times, Raven raised her face, there was still a little stunned on her delicate face, and she said incredulously: "Boy, tell me the truth, how much combat power can the lizardmen after training in your hands be able to exert themselves?" ”

"Not surprisingly, according to one out of ten miles, the combat power of a lizardman will never be inferior to that of a heavily armed Ice Warrior."

"Hiss......"

Raven never thought the gasping currents could be so cold, and she clenched the Broken Wind Blade like the last straw.

How many lizardmen are there who curse Iceborn?

Raven hasn't counted it, and he can't count it at all.

Maybe it's in a tree hole, maybe it's under the thick snow, as long as you can survive, you can always see the traces of the lizardmen, even if the lizardmen under his command work hard, there are more than 600,000, then, if that man gathers the entire lizardmen who curse the Iceborn, can anyone stop him?!

The man who was dubbed the Source of Chaos and the Demon by the War College cannot be described as terrifying!

"Half a million lizardmen, how long will it take you to train?"

"Hmph, two months is enough."

The one-eyed commander seemed confident.

Nari? Raven actually has 500,000 lizardmen in his hands!

Wu Wenxu strongly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, he was really afraid to laugh out loud.

According to Ezreal's exploration, the underground of the Cursed Ice Fields is full of natural iron ore, and Wu Wenxu lacks nothing now, what he lacks is a brave and good warrior!

One out of ten is simply a joke to fool Raven.

Damn, 500,000 lizardmen, after the devil's special training of Chenison and others, at least 200,000 people can be selected, which is already more than the total number of lizardmen that can fight on the entire ice field border!

Raven didn't notice Wu Wenxu's trembling eyebrows, she said with a blazing face: "I will send you 500,000 lizardmen and train 50,000 warriors no less than the Ice Descendants to me, Wu Wenxu, can you do it?" ”

"This ......," Wu Wenxu frowned in embarrassment.

"Lord Lord, please be sure to liberate the lizardmen's compatriots for Chenison!" Chenison burst into tears, kneeling at Wu Wenxu's feet with a handful of snot and tears.

With an army of 50,000 in two months, Raven couldn't resist such a temptation.

After deciding that Wu Wenxu would agree to his request, Raven said step by step: "In terms of food, I will contract it all, Wu Wenxu, I just need you to train 50,000 people!" The rest of the lizardmen are at your disposal. ”

Raven said very implicitly, the lizardman doesn't eat much, and there is no pressure to provide food, no matter how cunning you Wu Wenxu is, this deal will not be a loss for himself, haha, fool, just do coolies for my banished blade for nothing!

"Now that you've said that." The lord pondered for a long time, and everyone could see the fierce struggle in his heart.

Wu Wenxu said with extreme pain: "Deal!" ”

(There will be a third update later)

(End of chapter)