Anchen didn't see Ize's abnormality, but just looked around at the situation. They were now on top of the snow, and before they knew it, they had come to the depths of the cave. In front is an enclosed circular ice chamber. The magic runes engraved on the top were slowly sprinkling bright light dust. And in the middle of the ice room, an ice-blue ice longbow stood still.

"Ahem." Izawa relieved his embarrassment for a moment and looked at the current environment: "It seems that we have reached the place where the second set of runes is inscribed. ”

"This is already the innermost part, not where this is." An Chen glanced at Yi Ze and pointed to the ice longbow: "That should be the treasure you are looking for, do you know it?" ”

"Go up and have a look."

The two men walked forward, vigilantly sensing the surroundings in case they were repeated. When the two of them came to the Ice Bow, a bone-chilling cold pierced through the isolation rune, causing both of them to shiver at the same time.

"Hey, doesn't this also have a warm rune, plus yours, why is it so cold?" Rubbing his shoulders, Anchen asked Ize, who came in without an edelweiss jacket because of the warmth.

"A hero's weapon can ignore the power of the runes to a certain extent." Izawa frowned and looked at the ice longbow, and the power of the strong runes overflowed from the ice, as if it was saturated. But at the same time, it was rapidly absorbing the power of the surrounding runes and balancing the overflow of power.

"Hero weapons?" An Chen raised her eyebrows, she heard for the first time that there was still such a weapon: "Are all the weapons used by heroes counted?" ”

"It's not." Ize put down his backpack and took out his notebook from it and began to rummage through it, answering An Chen's questions: "First of all, the weapon itself needs to reach a sophisticated level, and then the weapon will accompany a hero for a long time to fight and obtain the long-term instillation of the power of the hero, and finally become famous all over the world, a weapon can obtain the power of faith." After the death of the hero, the will of the hero is attached, and finally the level of the hero's weapon is reached. The appearance of a heroic weapon generally represents the demise of a hero, and even then few heroic weapons can appear. But each one is famous all over the world. ”

As he spoke, Izawa flipped to a page where the longbow was recorded, with the general shape of the longbow and various data drawn: "A bow is supposed to have been left by Avarosa, one of the legends of Freljord, who was once her companion. The bow has no name, most people simply call it the Ice Bow. The function automatically draws the power of runes, and can be gathered into runic arrows when the archer needs them. The withdrawn runic arrows have a powerful freezing ability, which can freeze enemies to death forever. ”

"Judging from the introduction, it's hanging." An Chen looked at the longbow: "At least you don't need to consume arrows with this bow." Such a bow reminded her of a man, Varus, the arrow of punishment she had fought against. It's just that the arrows in Varus's hands are only endless flames and hatred, but fortunately he can control that power, if the power goes berserk, it will be quite terrifying.

"Ize, are we going to take this bow away? I think it's worth a lot of money. An Chen looked at the Ice Bow with interest.

Izawa looked at Anchen depressedly as he only had money in his head: "Can you not just think about money, this bow is of great value in the study." And it's an unknown whether we take it or not. Saying that, Ize looked at the notebook in his hand, every heroic weapon, if it was not recognized by the original heroic will attached to the weapon, he would not be able to take the weapon at all.

Saying that, Izawa stretched out his hand and prepared to hold the longbow: "But I have to try it when I get here, I really can't take it, and this exciting adventure is worth it." As he spoke, Ize's hand gripped the blade of the longbow. A terrifying momentum rushed out into the sky, and the power of cold was instantly amplified countless times, and the air next to the bow seemed to be frozen.

Ize's runic power instantly mobilized, blowing wildly on his clothes, his whole body shrouded in a layer of silver rune magic and quickly formed a barrier to isolate all the cold around him.

"Ahh Ize couldn't help but scream, his hand was actually covered with a layer of frost, and it broke through his rune barrier at an extremely fast speed and spread to his arm.

"Bang!" Izawa was directly bounced out, fell to the ground, and lay on the ground trembling for a long time before calming down.

"So serious?" An Chen moved to Izawa's side and patted him on the cold scary shoulder: "Hey, Izawa, are you okay?" ”

"It's a little cold, no, no, it's very cold." Izawa lay on the ground with pale lips, and it took a long time to recover: "Hey, the heroic will of this bow is simply not able to communicate, it is too distorted." ”

"It's cold?" An Chen looked at the Ice Longbow a little strangely, she didn't feel a particularly serious cold just now: "I didn't feel it." ”

"You, go and try it, you'll know, anyway, no, your life is in danger." Izawa said intermittently, the cold air had not yet been expelled from his body.

An Chen walked slowly in front of the longbow, it was indeed a little cold, but it was not to the point of being excessive, and it should be able to withstand it. Thinking about it, Anchen put the handle of the longbow on his hand.

A cold air quietly flowed into her palm, An Chen frowned, and began to urge the power of the runes on her body. Under the attraction of the ice longbow, Anchen's runic power was like a gushing flood, pouring out wildly.

Unlucky, some can't keep up, Anchen is not a hero, the reserve of rune power is certainly not as much as Izawa's, and he suddenly feels a little powerless, unable to output more strength to support himself to pull out the bow and arrow.

This was the power of the pitch-black runes on An Chen's body, which suddenly burst out of her body, enveloping her body like a black mist. Directly separated from the perception of the Ice Bow and the outside world, in an instant, the Ice could no longer absorb any rune power, and only felt that the black black mist was actually assimilating the cold emitted by the Ice Bow.

Ezreal finally relented, trembled violently, sat up stiffly, and touched his neck: "Damn, it's a shame." Anchen, how are you, An······"

Izawa looked at everything in front of him with some blankness, and streams of thick black mist swirled in the ice chamber, devouring the runic power of the Ice Bow, and even slowly assimilating the heroic will of the Ice Bow. And An Chen stood in the black mist, like a shadow looming, the black runes on the Ice Bow in his hand slowly extended, dyeing part of the Ice Bow black, and even more and more parts were slowly transforming.

"it." Izawa scolded in a dumb whisper.