League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Jax glared at the Yankee who pushed him into the palace. His eight eyes were spinning around like separate dome cameras, and he wanted to pop out a few of his eyeballs to shoot the warlocks to death.

However, several ice prison warlocks who had seen too many ugly monsters were not afraid of Jax. They just closed the door of the ice palace indifferently. The order they received was to bring Jax to the palace to meet the witch. That was all. That’s all.

After spitting on the ground, Jax turned around and looked at the throne. There was no one there, but there was a tall black icicle standing under the throne.

It's hard to tell what's inside the ice pillar, it's probably a new carving. After all, no one likes these damn ice cubes more than Lissandra. Wait, it seems like my best friend Lester also likes them?

If he remembered correctly, there were no such long and thick black ice pillars in the palace when he first met the old liar.

He wanted to scold the despicable old woman, but found that the old woman was not here at all. Thinking of this, Jax's face turned dark.

You brought yourself here, where is she?

Did this old liar call her here just to humiliate herself?

You really think you have no temper, right?

"Old Ice Girl! What do you mean!? Imprisoning me for so many years is not enough. You still want to treat me like a monkey, right? Come out if you have the guts! Fight with me for three hundred rounds! If I don't crack your ice skull open If you roast it and eat it, I won’t believe in Jia!”

Jax's angry voice echoed into the black ice, but he didn't know that his best friend Lester, whose body was shaking again and again, was hugging his mortal enemy Lissandra proudly and proudly, as comfortable as returning home.

From Lester's point of view, the woman in his arms is just a piece of human-shaped soft ice jade, which feels great to the touch. The black ice wrapping him is even more lively and intimate. He is an ice elemental affinity body.

The key is, Lissandra is really not as warm as a living person at all. She is colder than a dead person. If an ordinary person touches her, she will freeze into purple. Obviously, Lissandra's ice bloodline power has been developed to this point. In the ultimate sense, people are like ice.

Of course, what surprised him the most was that he finally understood why Lissandra was different from the last time during this meeting. In the game, she defended herself with black ice and her feet never touched the ground.

Just because under the black ice, Lissandra had nothing.

Yes, just like the literal meaning, Lissandra has nothing except him, and of course he has nothing, thanks to the black ice.

The overbearing black ice will destroy all materials except the body. Is this old woman running barefoot in love?

So is turning it up in the game equivalent to doing a human body ice show in broad daylight? It's really exciting,

I just don't know if I can wrap myself in the black ice and move around together, or if I can sit on the throne and Lissandra is sitting on the throne, only showing her face to scold the Frostguard clan, while I act as the Black Hand of the Queen of Ice. …

Wait, now seems like this is not the time to think about this. Damn it, why do you pull this flag so easily?

Calmly adjusting his body to avoid hitting Lissandra, Lester secretly sighed that Lissandra was indeed a first-class beauty, but she actually made him unable to control himself.

After holding his breath for a moment, Lester squatted down and lowered his head, letting the tolerant coolness of the perfect ice purify his messy mind, and Lissandra, who felt the warmth of life and the vitality of the black ice, couldn't help but tighten her grip. He lost his legs and almost broke the spell, teaching young Jax a lesson about stealing.

Not knowing that he almost became Jax's second mortal enemy, Lester, who knew nothing about the danger, whispered.

"He doesn't believe in Jia, he believes in Se, Sejax's Se."

"I know."

Lissandra, who finally calmed down a bit, was also surprised by Lester's affinity for the domineering Black Ice, and became even more convinced that she had found the right person.

During these thousands of years, only the man in front of him could endure the coldness and deathly silence of Zhenbing, and he happened to be the one who held the 'key', so he was the chosen one...

It seems that the course of action needs to change.

"What do you want me to tell him?"

Sensing Lissandra's somewhat strange attitude, Lester didn't think too much and found a way to break the situation.

"Jax, someone is interceding on your behalf and wants me to let you go."

The sudden voice from the black icicle startled Jax. Jax focused his attention on the talking icicle again. He instantly recognized the owner of the voice and couldn't help but sneer.

"Ice Shell Girl, I didn't expect that now you don't even dare to show your face. You only dare to hide in such a broken ice block and talk."

An indifferent laugh came from the black ice.

"Jax, there's no point in saying these things. Since you don't want to leave, then just continue to stay."

These words made Jax a little anxious. Although he didn't know who helped him intercede in front of Lissandra, he also knew that he couldn't let down other people's kindness like this.

He knew that if he wanted this cold and vicious woman to open her mouth obediently, he would have to pay a huge price.

"Wait a minute, who says I don't want to leave, but will you return the lamppost and let me go?"

"It was possible just now, but now it's not possible."

"Hmph! The stinky woman is really just playing tricks on me. The stinky woman's words cannot be trusted..."

"If you defeat my ice warrior, I will let you go. If you fail, you will stay forever."

As the words fell, the huge black icicles turned into whirlwinds of black ice crystals hovering in the air. Jax took a few steps back and covered his eyes with his arms, but could not see anything.

When the ice crystal whirlwind dissipated, Lissandra had already sat back on the throne. Under the throne was a faceless warrior wearing black ice armor and holding an ice spear. All exposed areas except the joints were covered with a layer of ice. The thick black ice looks very powerful and domineering.

For some reason, Jax's first reaction was that this ice warrior looked so familiar, and his aura was so weird.

"Another guy who dares not show his face to others. Who are you? Have I seen you somewhere?"

Faced with Jax's question, Lester naturally did not dare to answer. He just stood in front of him, playing the role of a ruthless ice warrior.

Let Jax beat him up first to let him vent his anger, and then think of more ways to compensate Lao Jia. This is his best choice at the moment.

"Tell me your options, Jax, my patience has its limits."

The aggressive Lissandra is as annoying as ever. Jax no longer explores the strange ice warrior, but shakes off the ice shackles that restrain his arms and feet. It is these things that keep his body long. The stiffness of time makes it impossible to use strength at all.

"Miko, I accept your proposal, but I want to know whether the protagonist of this battle is a fully armed warrior versus a powerless prisoner."

Without saying anything else, Lissandra just waved her hand, and all the locked Ice Shackles were opened, allowing Jax's void body to begin to recover quickly, and he was doing various difficult martial arts movements in place.

The power is back and deeper...

Jax, who had been unable to move for a long time, suddenly had the urge to break open the door and fight out at a certain moment. However, he thought that he had not yet snatched the eternal flame, so he had to give up this idea.

Seeing that the time was right, Lissandra shaped a heavy stick out of black ice according to Lester's request and threw it on the ground. Jax didn't mind the cold hands, so he picked it up and danced it twice. Except that it felt a little light, it was completely Satisfied, four of the eight eyes looked at Lissandra, and the other four looked at the ice warrior.

"Since it's a battle, it means life or death, right?"

This time, Lissandra didn't speak. Lester, who was disguised as an ice warrior, couldn't speak either. He just walked down the steps and stood ten meters away from Jax. He did a trick and used The iceberg in his hand gave the answer.

This behavior actually won Jax a lot of favor.

"Haha, I'm so happy. I didn't expect that Freljord is not just some bad dog warlocks who only know how to be evil. Those who have the guts should use the weapons in their hands to fight with real swords and guns instead of playing tricks. trick."

The two stood face to face, looking for the enemy's flaws, only to find that they were all full of flaws. However, the weaknesses that seemed to be flaws also had the potential to launch a preemptive counterattack. If they were careless, they would inevitably suffer big losses.

The stalemate lasted for several minutes, and neither Lester nor Jax could find a sure breakthrough.

Lester was naturally not surprised to know the details of Jax, but Jax was surprised that someone in the Freljord could hone his martial arts to such an extent.

No wonder he can serve as Lissandra's personal bodyguard. He must be really good with that big gun.

You must know that when he came to Freljord, he also beat up many idiots who claimed to be clan warriors and tribal heroes. These people could do nothing but rush towards them with weapons raised and swung around. I don't know anything about martial arts or martial arts, I only have a bit of strength.

He doesn't even need to use weapons to deal with those brute beasts. He only needs to stretch his toes to knock them to death without spending half of his energy.

I thought that no one was thinking about martial arts in this world of ice and snow, but now they have lost sight.

Sure enough, there are masters everywhere.

Jax let out a breath,

Since my martial arts skills were similar to those of the ice warrior, it would be difficult to kill him with one strike. I could only look for opportunities in the fight to see who had more capital and patience.

"Be careful!"

With a soft drink on his lips to remind the other party, Jax stepped forward with his stick and slashed through the air. The distance of ten meters disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the heavy black ice stick cut through the air like a black dragon crashing into the mountain and hit Lester.

Lester's expression changed. Jax had been imprisoned in the ice prison for so long. Why did his strength seem to have increased so much? Isn't it some kind of protagonist template for dungeon breakout?

Without thinking about the cause and effect, Lester changed his posture and narrowly avoided the strong wind brought by the heavy stick. He used the ice gun in his hand at a tricky angle and shot it along Jax's arm with one hand. One side was taken directly to the heart, as if it was going to pierce Jax directly.

It was no surprise that one of his sticks would miss. Jax laughed and moved forward directly to the middle of the heavy stick. He used the heavy stick to deflect the sharp tip of the ice spear and then slapped the heavy stick with his hand. The heavy stick that hit the ground stood up immediately, and he jumped onto the top of the stick and stood on one foot.

When the shot failed, Lester was not ready to close the gun. Instead, he turned around and swept across. The black ice spear violently hit the ground end of the black ice stick. He waited until the heavy stick lost its balance and landed with Jax before taking action. With one shot, the tip of the gun, like a bone-piercing knife, pointed towards Jax who was unable to rely on his strength in mid-air, like a cold star chasing the moon.

"interesting."

Jax, who seemed to be cornered, calmly put his foot on the rotating heavy stick, using the rotating force brought by Lester's twitching of the heavy stick and his own stepping force to force the blow. Shengchi dodged a sure shot,

When the heavy stick was about to completely lose control and fall to the ground, he clenched it with his hands and regained control of the direction of the heavy stick's power. He gathered all his strength to control the end of the heavy stick to poke diagonally downward toward Lester's lower abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, Jax reverses the tide of attack and defense, using the power of both the enemy and the enemy for his own advantage.

After hesitating for a moment, Lester put away his gun and forced it to cross. The heavy stick like an impact bomb broke open the long black ice, and landed directly on the ice armor. The ice armor and abdomen were also covered. A penetrating bloody hole was revealed, and even the hard ice bricks had very obvious concentric cracks.

This move is too powerful, that is to say, Lester's body is special. If it were replaced with the body of an ordinary warrior, it would probably turn into a piece of blood and mud, with all the bones and flesh broken.

Letting go of half of the ice stick in his hand, Lester's abdomen was shattered by the overwhelming force carried by the heavy stick and fell to the ground. The blood soon dyed the beautiful blue ice floor tiles of the palace red, drawing a sad and beautiful scene. picture.

Withdrawing his heavy stick, Jax glanced at the defeated ice warrior with regret. To be honest, he was not willing to kill such a warrior with his own hands. He just wanted to defeat the opponent, so he could only do this.

Just as his enemies respected him, so he respected his enemies,

The greatest respect is to try your best to kill the enemy.

"This move is called using force to fight. It's thanks to your breaking of the cage that I realized how to control power. Although I don't know your name, you are an opponent worthy of respect.

At least before you die..."

I always felt that the Ice Warrior was so familiar, and his heart was itching like a cat's paw. Jax shook his hands, and the heavy stick turned into light feathers and pointed towards the Ice Warrior's mask.

Seeing that the mask was about to be shattered by Jax, the black ice suddenly appeared and covered the ice warrior inside. The heavy black ice stick blended into the black ice the moment it touched it. Jax, whose hands were already numb from the cold, could only give up.

Taking two steps back, Jax looked at the aloof Ice Queen with disdain.

"I hate you guys who wear masks the most. You hide your head and don't dare to see others. If you don't agree with me, you use magic to interfere. Popsicle girl, after all, you won't admit it if I win, right?"

Hearing this, the seriously injured Lester grinned silently, vomited a large mouthful of blood, and almost entered a state of death from laughter.

Daily Quiz: So here’s the question, how many names does Jax use for Lissandra in this chapter? How are Jax's psychological changes expressed through the change of title?