"Woo woo~~"

The bitter cold wind turned every snowflake into the sharpest blade, indiscriminately attacking every creature on the snow.

This is Freljord, the northernmost part of the Runeterras!

Because of the actions of the god of forgery and the seal nuns thousands of years ago, this place has completely transformed into a world of ice and snow.

Just as Zuo Chi set off from the southeast corner of Shurima and traveled north along the Sea of Watchers, a figure also came from the southern part of the Runeterra, directly breaking into this land belonging to the ancient demigods.

The snow on the ground was blown up in an instant by the blood-colored wings behind him, and he also turned into a blood-colored streamer and rushed forward.

The bitter cold wind and sharp snowflakes turned into nothingness the moment they approached his body, and the harsh environment of Freljord did not seem to affect him in the slightest.

According to Zuo Chi's guidance, Aatrox started from the border of Freljord, and searched all the way for the ideal body that Zuo Chi said.

According to Aatrox's knowledge of Freljord, there were several extremely powerful ancient demigods here.

And these demigods are not the same as their ascendants, who rely on the power of ascension to achieve demigods, the demigods of Freljord are all conceived by the purest elemental power of the Runeterra, and their power is almost the strongest of all demigods!

At the same time, their flesh ......

Aatrox shook his head heavily, throwing the jumbled thoughts behind him.

With his current strength, if he tries to get his hands on those Freljord native demigods, he will probably be beaten to his death!

Now the most important task is to find the body in Zuo Chi's mouth.

Only by letting his physical body get closer to his original ascended body step by step can his strength return to its peak!

Aatrox remembers that Zuochi had said that he 'knew a little bit' about the situation here.

A little bit of ......

Aatrox was a little skeptical, whether this was reliable or not!

He started at the border of Freljord and found it all the way to this side, but he didn't see anyone in the process.

Suddenly, while Aatrox was still flying forward, his figure slammed!

Immediately afterward, Aatrox levitated in the air, his gaze looking downward.

Below him, there was a camp of people coming and going, and those who came and went were shirtless and extremely strong!

Aware of this scene, Aatrox's eyes did not only have a gleam.

Without hesitation, Aatrox spread his wings behind his back and fell to the ground like a falcon that had spotted its prey.

......

Ever since he came into this world, Tydamir has learned the hardships of survival, for the frozen plains where his clan settles have never melted.

Tedamir and his clan revere all of the old gods of Freljord, while also maintaining a respectful attitude towards the Frost Sisters.

However, as can be seen from the giant totem hanging from their camp, the Tydamir clan believes in the Megatooth Beastmaster with a huge mouth and fangs, wreaking havoc on the Freljord Ice Field!

Even their weapons were modeled after the god's fangs.

An incomparably fierce broad-bladed broadsword.

Unlike Anivia, the god of ice and snow worshipped by the Avarosa tribe, this Beastmaster is not close to humans, he is a demigod who focuses on destruction.

The only time the god appears to have struck with the god of thunder, Volibel, against Lisandro, who was guarding the Frost Guard, was the only time in the record.

Tetamir stood in the middle of the camp, looking at the wind and snow in the sky, his eyes full of solemnity.

Whether it was an illusion or something, Tydamir always felt that the temperature was lower than usual this winter.

Most of the tribes around Freljord have traveled to the south-central part of Freljord, where there is an incredibly powerful and tolerant Iceborn.

She is a descendant of Avarosa and is now the mother of the Avarosa tribe.

Ash!

Under Ash's leadership, the Avarosa clan tolerated all civilians who sought refuge.

She will provide them with a safe place to live and prevent them from being raided by the Claws of Winter.

Tedamir was hesitant to lead his clan to the Avarosa tribe to seek refuge from the War Mother Ash.

Now, after the other tribes left, his clan had endured more and more raids.

Not even just Winterclaw, even Noxus in the south is starting to try to reach this way.

"Woo woo~~~"

The wind was getting faster and faster, and the snow was so full that it completely obscured the view ahead.

Just as Tedamir was about to return to the tent, his steps suddenly stopped!

Then, Tedamir quickly turned around, his eyes straight ahead.

Not only him, but his people also saw the dark shadow in front of them.

Because it was getting late, and the snow was flying in the sky, neither he nor his people could see the true face of the figure.

All they could see was that the figure was nearly three meters tall, with a pair of hideous horns on its head and a pair of huge wings growing on its back!

Tedamir could perceive it very clearly that this figure's body was filled with an incomparably majestic ancient magic!

While Tydamir was still hesitating, his people had already bowed respectfully to the figure.

They actually thought that this figure was the iron boar, the god of wild boars they believed in!

"No!"

The moment Tetamir raised his hand to stop his own people, his pupils shrank suddenly.

In Tedamir's horrified gaze, the living greatsword in the figure's hand pierced into the body of his people!

Even the people of Tedamir didn't react, and the greatsword in Aatrox's hand had already slashed several people into several pieces.

In the midst of this oppressive winter night, a massacre quietly unfolds.

Aatrox didn't even say a word to Tetamir and his people, he just used his slaughter to cleanse the tribe while searching for a suitable body.

"Roar!"

Finally, when dozens of his clansmen had died at the hands of Aatrox's sword, a great suppressed roar erupted from Tedamir's mouth.

At this moment, he stood in the center of the camp, his eyes had completely turned blood-red, and he held the black broad-bladed broadsword tightly in his hand.

Looking at the corpses of the people at his feet, there was nothing left in Tydamir's heart but anger.

Nameless anger had completely taken over Tydamir's heart, and he even felt his blood boiling.

Almost without hesitation, Tedamir raised his broadsword and rushed towards Aatrox like madness.

"Boom!"

Tedamir's broadsword slashed into Aatrox's body.

However, his broadsword was held in one hand by Aatrox!

When facing Aatrox, Tedamir at this time really looked like a helpless baby.

In the next moment, under Tedamir's incredulous gaze, Aatrox grabbed his broadsword with one hand and stabbed the greatsword into his body with the other!