League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Looking back at the purple magic door bolt that was lowered again, Fresa always felt that the relief inlaid with the purple magic stone on the door bolt was like a tentacled monster staring at him with his eyes open, he shook his head and looked again, the monster turned into indifference again. The relief, as if everything just now was an illusion.

The whimper of the snowman faintly came from the depths of the depths. There was no whistling wind and frost here, but the solid stone corroded faster. Although he already knew why, Fresa still felt the deepest part of his heart. the chill of the place.

He couldn't even imagine the evil under the ice.

"[The Hall of Nine Deities] is right below, I'm here waiting for your news."

The icy voice echoed in the abyss, briefly suppressing the terrifying howl.

The Frost Witch pointed to the end of the Lost Bridge, which led to the bottom of the abyss.

"If you run into a sober Greg, give him this and he'll let you go."

Handing an ice-blue Zhenbing knife to Kathlet that shone with a magical emblem, Lissandra hesitated for a moment, but took off the Zhenbing mask and hung it around her waist, revealing her beauty without the blindfold. The appearance made Fresa stare blankly, and even had the urge to be obscene.

The Frost Witch who has lived for nearly a thousand years is so beautiful? Compared with the Frost Witch, the outstanding-looking Ana Thor and Kesrit are like the hard stones on the roadside and the bright moon in the sky.

The witch clasped her hands in front of her, stood still, and stared at the three people in fear with her empty azure 'eyes', her voice was a little softer than the Ice Queen had.

"Go, Guardians of Frost, come back alive."

Watching the backs of the three gradually recede, Lissandra sighed, turned to open the magic door, and walked away quickly.

Lissandra wasn't worried about being seen by others because of her unusual beauty, because she was sure that because of her mood swings and excessive indulgence, these three people who stepped into the abyss were destined to be lost in the monitor's nightmare and turned into dead bones on the ice. ,

And she will also successfully obtain the situation that the seal of Zhenbing is eroded by the monitor from the howl of the snowman and the feedback of the Nine Pillars of Zhenbing.

For her, as long as the three of them fill the gap with Zhen Bing before they die, it is enough...

...

No matter how reluctant she was, and she wanted to express her sudden and sincere feelings with words and actions, Fresa had to be dragged away by her two fellow witches, but in another way of thinking, how could she not be frozen into an icicle by the Frost Witch? Not bad.

The three did not dare to look left and right, and just wanted to quickly go to the Hall of Nine Venerables in the underground abyss to complete the task of observing the monitor.

Crossing the long and solemn gray-white stone bridge, passing through patches of adult-height evil gray grass and twisted black thorns entwining the edge of the bridge, there are magic crystals emitting shimmering light on both sides of the road.

Legend has it that the original stone bridge did not have any magical power. It was the frost witch who changed the structure of the stone bridge and placed magic crystals on the stone bridge, so that magic was integrated into the guardian system of the stone bridge.

In this regard, the man is noncommittal.

Stepping on the heavy and ancient stone block, Fresa felt a little more at ease, but she looked down inadvertently, and the texture and layout of the stone block under her feet vaguely resembled the wonderful body of a frost witch without an inch of thread. When the man was short of breath, he could not help but sigh again that he had the illusion of love.

This must be because of the sincere love like Zhen Bing, and he will confess to the witch when he returns.

Approaching the towering black wall of stone chains, at the end of the Lost Bridge, the three saw a huge bolt erected by a magic chain, similar to the first one of the Lost Bridge, but slightly different.

The three of them looked at each other, in the dead silence, they didn't want to talk, they just wanted to leave this dead and empty ghost place quickly.

Stepping forward, the three of them wanted to walk down the Bridge of Lost directly through the wide-open door, but the six rune-shaped boulders on the right quickly descended, revealing the tall and huge stone statues inside the altar.

The stone statue surrounded by magical icicles slowly lit up, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

At the same time, the magic glow on the door bolt lit up and fell quickly, completely blocking the entrance to the bridge, obviously not wanting the three people to pass through.

"It was Gregor the Guardian, who was said to be Queen Avarosa's most loyal subordinate, but was killed by Queen Avarosa herself, fixing his restless soul on the Bridge of Lost, holding the watch The horn of the man, guarding the gates of the Bridge of Lost for eternity...

I didn't expect to see one day. "

As Anatole's words fell, the stone statue of the human body flashed a light blue light, and a light blue soul appeared in front of the three of them.

The bearded soul wearing the fur coat of the Avarossa tribe seemed to have just woken up and looked a little sleepy. After dozing off, his eyes widened.

The soul carefully looked at the three human beings who were only the height of his own legs. Soon, the expression of the soul became a little more sarcastic, which made the three of them a little unhappy.

"Look who came to this damned place where birds don't shit? Oh, look, it's three nasty Frost Guards, Shuang Guards should all die! Damn, why isn't a pretty female ghost bothering me..."

The remaining goodwill was shattered by the soul's polite greeting, and Keslite, who was standing at the front, changed her expression, and her face became a little colder.

"I originally thought that Gregor, who was loyal to Queen Avarossa, was a great senior who was willing to dedicate himself and guard the lost bridge alone. I didn't expect it to be just a bad-mouthed, lonely and pitiful old ghost."

"You nasty little girl Shuangwei, you're going to **** me off! You don't like me when you lose your temper!"

The soul blowing the beard stared and took out a frost-covered magic hammer from behind his buttocks, made a beating motion, and raised it high towards Keslite, but he refused to drop it, it was the mouth of the ghost. Still haven't stopped.

"I was guarding here a thousand years ago~www.novelmt.com~ Little Frostguard, you are insulting a great Freljord warrior and an iceborn who guards the abyss with his life!"

"Senior Gregor, we are going to the Sealed Land to observe the seal of the Frost Watcher. I don't think you want to disappoint Queen Avarossa's trust, right?"

Fresa took a step forward, blocked Keslite's body, and took the Zhenbing small dagger in the witch's hand.

"This is what the Frost Witch asked me to bring to you, please accept it."

"Humph!"

Putting the guardian warhammer back into the ice seat behind his buttocks, Gregor snorted coldly, and said 'uhhh' in disgust, took the Zhenbing small dagger, and played with it a little.

"It's getting more and more perfunctory, it's the decree of the Queen of Frost, a gadget that's useless except to look good and make people, wait, why do I say it again? Forget it, it may be because I slept too much and my memory is not good. ...But after I become a ghost, I can't self-blame, how can my memory decline? Could it be that the soul also escapes through the thoughts of spring?"

After accepting the price of unlocking the magic door, the shattered Gregg raised his arms, his soul slowly enlarged, and returned to the statue.

"Tell Lissandra to bring me a pretty ghost next time!"

When the runestone of the unspoken old rogue Avarosa rose again, the speechless murmur finally dissipated.

The door latch that had been sealed for a long time slowly opened, and a disturbing sense of stare enveloped the body.

"Let's go, the Hall of Nine Deities is below, let's speed up as much as possible."

Following behind the two female mages, Freisa felt a little more gloomy in her heart.

Did the relief on the magic door latch just smile to himself?