Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

While Seraphine's operation in the Underworld was underway, the Freljord's Frostguard Fortress was experiencing a catastrophe.

Purple blood overflowed from the ground, and the temperature in the entire Frostguard Fortress was much lower than before.

The Frostguard Fortress, which was originally full of vitality, has also fallen into dead silence at this moment.

All the guards disappeared, and there was no other sound except for the howling of the cold wind.

Deep underground in Frostguard Fortress.

Scratch, scratch...

The sound of shattering ice came one after another.

Lissandra stood in the very center of the ground, feeling the cold gazes projected from her surroundings and the unknown space, her face was extremely indifferent.

It's just that the solid ice covering the entire ground is slowly melting at this moment, and the huge purple void creature in front of her, which has been sleeping for many years, is slowly waking up from its deep sleep.

Lissandra's expression at the moment, with a trace of unwillingness, is more of a relief.

For eight thousand years, she chose to stay here, preventing the Void Watcher in front of her from stepping into Runeterra.

She succeeded, but also failed.

Even if she persisted for eight thousand years, she still couldn't kill the void watcher, and even because of the gaze of more voids, she was completely unable to suppress the other party, which was her failure.

But she also persisted for eight thousand years. Although she failed to defeat the opponent, she waited for someone who could solve the void. This was her success.

"Avarosa, Serilda, I wish I was the one who sacrificed my life..."

"You may hate me, but even until the end, I did not betray our three sisters' agreement."

"Unfortunately, I will never see the day when the ice melts in the Freljord again."

"The descendants of both of you are good, only I am still alone, but I don't like having descendants either, it's good to be alone..."

Lissandra recalled the stories with her two older sisters in her mind, and her consciousness gradually became dizzy.

She can now choose to escape, and with her peak demigod strength, the frozen Void Watcher can't stop her, and those who want to open the Void passage in the Freljord can't stop her.

But this is the Freljord, where the three sisters first fought, and where could she escape.

Instead of being a coward, it is better to accompany my two paranoid sisters earlier.

She really missed the old days...

Crack...Crack...Qianqian

As the underground ice gradually melted, Lissandra's body, along with the thousand-year-old ice, turned into debris and scattered.

Even until the end of her life, she did not choose to compromise with the void, but burned all her vitality, just to freeze the void watcher for a few more seconds.

Wow! Wow!

The sky in the Freljord changed color, and the snow that had stopped for a few days suddenly began to fall again.

Not only the Freljord, but other regions also ushered in the first snow of the year.

The northern border of the empire, where the Northern Front Legion is stationed.

"Why is it snowing? Didn't the magic net say that today is a good weather?"

Delaiwen stood outside the tent, letting the snowflakes fall on his naked body, steaming all over his body.

Beside him, Darius, who was sitting on the ground, said in a low voice:

"The passing of a great man deserves to be remembered by all today."

"Um?"

Hearing what Darius said, Delavin also felt something was wrong.

Although he didn't understand it well, he got in the way of using some special instruments.

After a while of tinkering, he also found the problem.

There are traces of magic in the snow that fell today, it is a man-made snowfall.

And through the magic net, he also knew that the snow almost covered the entire Runeterra.

Even the one in the floating castle, he didn't think he had such a strong strength.

Therefore, it is only possible that this is a farewell ceremony held by the world will of Runeterra for the passing of a certain existence.

"Who the hell is so famous... I don't know if there will be after the death of Laozi..."

De Laiwen murmured, with a look of solemnity in his eyes.

"With your virtue, the empire will prepare a mediocre funeral for you." Darius glanced at De Lavin.

Let's go and give it a try. 】

Unlike De Laiwen, with the power of the void, he can feel what happened today better.

The ancient existence that guarded the Freljord for 8,000 years chose to die on this day.

Instead of fleeing like a coward, she fought the void to the last moment.

The power of the void was bred in the direction of the Frostguard Fortress, but Darius could feel that the opening speed of the void channel was very slow.

It may take a while to let the Void Watcher, whose mouth has been frozen for 8,000 years, pass through.

This is all thanks to that ancient existence, an indelible contribution to Runeterra.

Darius stood up slowly, twisted his neck, and carried the ax behind his back.

"It's time to go!"

"That one is dead, what does it have to do with us?" De Lavin scratched his head.

"The hole she vacated will naturally be filled by us. Noxus will never disappoint the expectations of others."

Darius walked towards the Frostguard Fortress step by step, his face gradually became serious:

"Notify the Northern Front Legion, the whole army is attacking, the target..."

"The Freljord!"

"yes!"

When Delaiwen heard the order, he also withdrew his hippie smile, his face became serious, and issued orders through the magic net.

In less than 10 minutes, the entire Northern Front Army had assembled.

Under the leadership of Noxus, rushed towards the Freljord.

Raxstark, the capital city of the Avarosan tribe of the Freljord.

Ashe, a descendant of Avarosa, and her husband, Tryndamere, signed the covenant here, and the great tribe of Avarosa was also announced here.

As the snowflakes fell, Ashe with silver-white hair stood outside the house, her sapphire-like eyes stared at the north, the direction of Frost Fortress.

Pressing her hand on her chest, for some reason, she suddenly felt a heavy feeling that she couldn't breathe.

As if something important had passed away, a heavy feeling filled the whole body.

"What's the matter, did someone mess with you? I'll take a knife and hack him to death!"

A big man came out of the back room, he was Tryndamere, he was once a tramp, but he proved himself in the arena of Avarosa.

In the entire Avarosa, except Ashe, no one is his opponent.

"It's okay, let everyone in the tribe prepare. I have a hunch that disaster is coming." Ashe said softly.

"Catastrophe...we've had disasters all the time."

Tryndamere complained, but faithfully carried out Ashe's orders, passing on the realm orders to the entire tribe.

At the same time, the Winter's Claw stationed in the south of Avarosa also issued a similar order.

The atmosphere in the entire Freljord began to become unusual.

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