League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"It's a flying monster dragging a big red coffin!!!"

The sharp-eyed barbarians roared in horror. The gargoyle opened its mouth wide and screamed. Along with the ear-piercing scream, a light brown curse that was difficult to discern with the naked eye spewed out from its mouth and swayed on the ice city wall.

Dozens of barbarian warriors and a dozen unlucky blood descendants who were hit by the curse suddenly found that their bodies were getting stiffer and stiffer, their limbs were numb, and their eyeballs were itchy.

He raised his arm with difficulty to scratch his eyeballs, but what he scraped off was a wisp of stone chips. When his eyes returned to his arm again, he found that his arm, along with the clothes and armor on his body, had turned into gray stone. He was about to look at it in horror. As soon as I look at other parts of my body, my consciousness dies completely.

In a few breaths, more than fifty living people turned into cold humanoid stone sculptures. The despair and fear on their faces were forever condensed on their petrified faces, which was particularly strange in the wind and snow.

"Old Orn! What kind of monster is this!? It can actually turn people into big rocks!?"

"Stay away when the monster screams!"

"Gracie! Gracie!!"

"Where are the archers!? Release your arrows quickly!!"

With screams and roars echoing in her ears, Ashe shivered and instinctively bent her bow and arrow in the direction of the gargoyle, but Sejuani was horrified to see the gargoyle slowly opening its mouth.

"Don't want to die!?"

Throwing away the shield and mace in her hands, Sejuani dragged the unresponsive Ashe and jumped directly off the city wall. After rolling around in a circle, she pulled the trembling Ashe and huddled at the base of the wall.

The screams of the gargoyles followed closely, and a burst of miserable wails and curses came from above. It was obvious that many people who did not react were cursed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was an annoying buzzing like mosquitoes in their ears. Sejuani and Ashe's hearts seemed to jump out of their chests. The two girls were breathing heavily. Their oxygen-deprived brains were unable to think. They watched a section with helpless eyes. The broken stone thigh rolled down from above and fell not far in front of him, breaking into several pieces on the icy ground.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, it turned into a cold stone.

"This monster is too dangerous. We'd better not go up there and die in vain...Ashe? Ashe?? Are you okay?"

Ash came back to her senses at Sejuani's call, her long and narrow eyelashes were condensed with a handful of ice crystals, and her ice-blue eyes were trembling.

"Se, Sejuani...I...I..."

"I know, I know everything..."

Hugging Ashe, Sejuani patted Ashe's back and comforted her softly. Their slightly messy silver hair intertwined in the cold wind.

"I'm afraid too. Facing such a monster, no one will not be afraid. Fear is not something to be ashamed of. Look at me Ai Xi, look at me."

Sejuani let go of Ashe slightly and stared into her sister's fearful eyes.

"We can't just die here, Ash. We gritted our teeth and persevered this night. My good sisters, we have to live together, understand? We have to live and be stronger. There is ice flowing in our bodies. With the power of blood, no one can defeat us, not even this monster, it can’t, believe me.”

After Sejuani's repeated comfort, Ashe nodded with difficulty and took several deep breaths.

"You're right, Sejuani, we can't die here like this."

Ashe instantly understood what Sejuani meant. It wasn't that she and Sejuani, as the only daughters of the war mother, were more noble than others. There was no such thing as high or low in the cruel battlefield of Freljord. Instead, it was the most powerful combatant. Strong war mothers often rush to the front, and death means death. The same is true for war mothers. Their skills are just inferior to others. How can there be so many despicable ideas of intrigue among southerners?

The key is that under the test of the Frost Guard Witch, she and Sejuani both have the purest ice blood in the past thousand years. The strength of the blood is even much higher than that of their mothers Glenna and Korgia. The pure and bright silver hair is the best evidence.

In the Freljord, the concentration of ice blood has always been the most intuitive manifestation of power. It is precisely because the ice blood can only appear in women that the Freljord has so many powerful war mothers as tribes. Leader, otherwise in terms of physical fitness alone, how can a woman be a match for a man?

Only the War Mother with the bloodline of ice is the strongest in every tribe. The strongest is not spoken out, but punched one by one. Those who are unconvinced and have opinions will be buried in the snow.

Ashe is very aware of the special characteristics of herself and Sejuani. If they go to Frostguard Fortress to practice the secrets of Frostguard Witches, they will easily become stronger than ordinary Frostguard Witches. If they pick up their mother's Perfect Ice Weapon, as long as they With a little training, she can release the ultimate ice magic that is even more powerful than her mother's. No matter what she and Sejuani do, they get twice the result with half the effort.

From this point of view, if she and Sejuani died worthlessly due to the curse of the gargoyles, it would be a stupid ending that no one in the Freljord, including themselves, would be able to forgive. I am afraid that if this happened Their mothers would commit suicide in shame.

"Let me think about it...let me think about it, there will always be a solution."

"How about we go find the great wizard Roxani?"

Sejuani said hesitantly, and Ashe thought for a moment and shook her head.

"Since such a terrifying monster is here, maybe the most dangerous place is the Grand Wizard Roxani. It's useless for the two of us to go there. It can only cause chaos for the Grand Wizard Roxasani."

Sejuani is braver and stronger than Ashe, but Ashe has wisdom and determination that Sejuani does not have.

"Sejuani...if we want to survive, we must follow the Ice Warrior closely. Now only the Ice Warrior has the ability to protect us. We don't need to leave this battlefield, we only need to avoid the stone monster's deadly magic to survive. .”

"Maybe you... no, you are right..."

The coldness gradually went away along with the wind and snow. Sejuani raised her head and looked at the pale yellow sky, her face pale.

"The snowstorm...has stopped."

At the westernmost ice tower, Roxani stood on the top of the tower and wiped away the blood flames that had ignited her robes. The first witch of the Watcher Assembly under Lissandra stared coldly at the head of the gargoyle. A charming woman holding a bloody long bow.

The Gargoyle's giant claws have strangled the second Frost and Snow Spirit. Without the blessing of the two Frost and Snow Spirits, the Forbidden Ice Storm spell is self-defeating. Roxani has no ability and no need to maintain it alone. .

The enemies have all come here single-handedly, and the future war situation is no longer under her control.

"I didn't expect that the one who brought me so much trouble was a cold barbarian beauty. Hahaha~ I like it. Let's do this. You can follow me back to meet my king without any help. How about I spare your life?"

Roxani sneered with disdain.

"Brown Darkwill is just a decadent old dog who failed in his struggle for power and is incompetent in governing the country. He was expelled by the Holy Emperor to the north and could only huddle up like an old tortoise. How dare he claim to be king? Does he really look like an old dog? face."

Angelina thought that the cold witch wouldn't talk nonsense to her at all, but she did not expect that the moment she opened her mouth, she inflicted tons of harm on her master.

I don't know what kind of wonderful expression my master, who hates the Holy Emperor the most, will have after hearing this.

Angelina didn't notice that the eyes of the gargoyle beneath her feet flickered, revealing the anger and weirdness of humans.

"So, you would rather die here?"

"Ignorant people are so sleazy, but they don't even know who they are talking to!"

The big witch raised her right hand, and instantly tens of thousands of icy ice rose up from under her feet and surrounded the gargoyle. The gargoyle let out a strange cry, flapped its wings and flew higher into the sky, barely escaping the ice that was more than ten meters high and four or five meters in diameter. Ice spike.

Seeing that Roxani's target was aimed at her, Angelina's expression turned cold, and she pulled the bow string casually, condensing four holy flame blood arrows that could ignite any blood.

"Since you refuse to admit defeat, then die here with the ants."

The holy flame blood arrow came out of the string, but contrary to the laws of physics, it flew in four different directions and flew towards Roxani. Roxani was not prepared to waste her energy to avoid the magic-controlled arrows. She raised her hands and flew around her body. Just an extra layer of ice shield.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

However, the four holy flame blood arrows exploded before hitting the ice shield, turning into a burning blood mass that twisted and condensed into a blood spear.

"Click."

The tip of the blood spear pierced the ice shield, and the blood magic continued to erode the ice element. The blue-white ice shield gradually turned into blood, but it never broke through the shield and hit Roxani.

During the spell confrontation between Roxani and Angelina, the gargoyle opened its mouth without being ordered and breathed a petrifying curse at Roxani.

The last frost and snow spirit appeared out of thin air and stood in front of Roxani. The petrification curse hit the frost and snow spirit but had no effect on the natural elves.

The gargoyle screamed, and swooped down to grab the frost and snow spirit with some embarrassment. However, the frost and snow spirit exploded in advance as if it had been expected, turning into a ball of violent ice mist that instantly froze the gargoyle.

Although the gargoyle itself is quite resistant to the ice element, it cannot avoid being frozen and sealed by the extreme frost.

The blood flame magic dissipated, and Roxani turned her strength to maintain the ice magic that froze the gargoyles, giving orders to the witch hiding in the dark.

"It's too late for the Empire's support. Let everyone retreat, retreat to the mountain wall post, leave Rakstark through the secret passage, and keep the burning seeds of Freljord.

The only thing to do is to keep the deserters who fled early and let them understand that the price of escape is death.

The Freljord tribes have proven their courage and will by persisting until now. The Frost Witch will not test it anymore. They...have the qualifications to continue fighting. "

"The great witch..."

After a faint glance at the witches whose eyes showed reluctance, Roxani closed her eyes.

"I and the Ice Warrior will buy the last time for everyone."

"But……"

"This is also Lady Lissandra's arrangement. There is no need to be sad or have any psychological burden. As a member of the Watcher Assembly, it is the fate of all of us to fight to the death for the Frost Witch. What we have to do is to be calm. accept."

"..."

Although Roxani had her eyes closed, the witches felt her unshakable determination.

The witches left anyway, leaving only a lonely figure like an ice sculpture on the gradually melting ice tower, continuing to watch everyone's backs alone.

The Frostguard witches used special magic to communicate with each other. The witches distributed on the three fronts soon brought the latest order from the Great Witch of Roxani, which was to abandon most of the baggage and head towards the outpost of the Rakthak Sanctuary with all their strength. retreat.

Glenna and Kujia received the news immediately, knowing that continuing to fight would do nothing but waste the efforts of the great witch Roxani. The two war mothers could only issue the order to retreat with reverence. ——As for who comes to the rear, of course the person who runs to the back will come to the rear.

The Great Ice Wall soon became empty. The barbarian warriors who had no time to retreat could only stay with the sparse ice warriors to face the blood plague army that came back again, either unwillingly or calmly accepting themselves. fate.

It is worth mentioning that Olaf did not agree with the idea of ​​​​escape at first, and insisted on staying and fighting to the death with the fearless warriors who suddenly jumped out of the Bingdao city wall, enjoying the glory of the berserker.

Udyr and Kojia were naturally reluctant to let such a good man die. The couple both tried to dissuade him, even if they tried hard to talk, they could not say anything to the steely man who only had muscles, battles and death in his head.

In desperation, in order to save the hero he had befriended, Udyr even directly used the animal spirit to give Olaf a hard blow on the back of the head in order to knock out the stubborn and brainless man, but with one punch Not only did Olaf not faint, he was aroused to fight and insisted on dragging Udyr with him to fight to the death.

The berserkers on the Rockfar Coast Peninsula kept their will to die until Udyr and the War Mother of Winter's Claw dragged Olaf into an empty tent and told him to watch something good. .

Holding his hand at the door, Udyr looked at his lover with a serious face, showing off the broad and profound mind of the Freljord chieftain to the close friends he had met during his journey, with an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.

Olaf swore to God that before this, no matter whether he was a man or a woman, no matter whether he was wearing clothes or not, in his eyes, they were just a pile of rotten meat that could be chopped up by him at any time. The difference was whether he was willing to move his hands or not.

But this time, the War Mother Kojia of Winter's Claw showed him something beyond the strength of the War Mother - that is, something even greater than what the naked eye could see.

Olaf's chaotic and thin brain simply couldn't understand how such a terrifying and dazzling beast could be hidden under the shriveled armor. Seemingly seeing Olaf's incredible struggle and confusion, the War Mother of Winter's Claw smiled and held her hand. Olaf's hand motioned to the berserker to calculate it himself.

Olaf looked at Udyr hesitantly, and finally received encouragement and courage from the complicated eyes of his good brother. For the first time in his life, the Berserker accepted being led by a weak female.

This measurement didn't matter, Olaf was horrified to find that the object that could not be measured with a palm was only two sizes smaller than his horn helmet.

How big is your horned helmet? The two combined can hold up a half-horned helmet!

It turns out that there is something cowardly in this world that is more admirable than cold and hard armor?

Kodiya held down Olaf's trembling hand and shook it twice, staring at Olaf's mosquito-repellent eyes and said proudly.

"How about it? If you choose to stay, you will have no chance in the future."

In the end, the confused Olaf followed the confused Udyr and left the battlefield.