Chapter 499: The Frost Witch’s Dream Plan
Huo Jixing’s pupils tightened as he stared at the dissected head and examined the broken brain structure inside.
In addition to the flowing black liquid and the power of ice blood, there is also an indescribable power hidden inside.
It is the power of the void!
Huo Jixing has been seen in the forgotten land of Icacia, a power unique to the void.
"Why do these terrifying monsters have the power of void in their bodies?" Huo Jixing looked solemn, filled with doubts in his heart.
He observed the power of the ice bloodline and the power of the void very carefully.
Two completely different energies are now in a state of fusion, glowing with a deep purple glow.
"But it seems to be a little different from the power of the void I have seen before? Is it because of the power of the ice bloodline?"
Even so, Huo Jixing is still a little unbelievable , his eyes couldn't help but fall on the other five terrifying monsters that had lost their lives.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
In the quiet basin, the red golden light danced through the air like lightning.
Huo Jixing was bathed in the fire of Nanli, hanging above the heads of the dead horrible monsters, cutting open their heads one by one,
As expected!
In their corpses, they all possess the hidden power of the void, which is almost integrated with the power of the ice bloodline.
Huo Jixing guessed that the miserable beast that had just melted into the fire of Nanli might also possess the power of the void.
"Since the power of the void appears here, there must be void creatures deep in the Freljord." Huo Jixing thought to himself.
Boom!
From the mountain dome, the roar of thunder continued, like the roar of heaven and earth, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks.
Huo Jixing looked at the figure of the thunder bear behind the clouds, a look of surprise and uncertainty flashed in his eyes.
This towering mountain standing in the ice and snow basin is the center of the bloody magic circle, specially used to resurrect the old god Volibear.
And now, traces of the power of the void appear in the corpses of these horrific monsters.
Can the old god Volibear be an exception?
In other words, is the power of the void contained in the flesh and blood sacrifices the cause of Volibear losing control?
Huo Jixing took a deep breath and stared at the increasingly solid figure of the Thunder Bear.
The many compound eyes all over the body are filled with chaos and killing, and there is no sense at all.
He realized that these terrifying monsters appearing in the ice and snow basin were no accident, and there was probably a huge conspiracy hidden behind them.
The power of the void is a terrifying force coming from outside the continent of Valoran. It can pollute and corrode all energy.
The old god Volibear, as an ancient and powerful god in Freljord, controls the power of thunder and destruction.
Although his power is not as strong as the power of the void, it is enough to resist the erosion of the void in this extremely cold place.
Most importantly, the old god Volibear is the Forger of the Freljord, and there are other gods behind him.
Who is secretly influencing Volibear?
Huo Jixing's eyes flickered, and the memories of his past life and the intelligence information of the Noxus Empire frequently appeared in his mind, intertwined, and sparks of inspiration burst out.
Ice Bloodline, Freljord.
And the void creatures deep in the ice field.
Time passed slowly, and a familiar yet unfamiliar name appeared in Huo Jixing's mind.
Frost Witch Lissandra!
The leader of the Frost Guard tribe, the legendary living saint.
Although the Frostguard tribe may not seem famous, it is one of the three most powerful tribes in the Freljord.
The power it possesses is definitely no less than that of the Avarosa tribe and the Winter's Claw tribe.
Combining many factors, Lissandra is the only one who can satisfy all of these in the Freljord.
And she and the old god Volibear still have irreconcilable hatred.
According to many mythological stories and ancient secrets, in the ancient chaotic era of Freljord.
One of the three sisters, the Frost Witch Lissandra, relies on her command and power to compete with the wild magic of the mortal world itself.
But Lissandra's ambitions and actions were not recognized by the old gods, and many of the old gods were disgusted with Lissandra.
Until Lissandra's defiance and theft reached Volibear's bottom line, an inevitable war began.
In front of the warriors of the Frost Guard tribe and the Blood Alliance tribe, the old god Volibear used the force of thunder to cut Lissandra's eyes with sharp claws, depriving her of her vision.
As a severe punishment for Lissandra's behavior.
Although the old god Volibear won the battle, he was unable to stop Lissandra's plan.
Thousands of years have passed, and even though the old god Volibear fought hard, he still could not stop the torrent.
Many tribes in the frozen tundra felt the change and power brought by Lissandra and the other two sisters.
They all abandoned those ancient and distant beliefs of the old gods and began to revere and worship the three sisters.
They believe that only the three sisters can lead them to a prosperous and peaceful future.
“Poor Volibear!”
Huo Jixing glanced at the broken corpses of the terrifying monsters and shrugged his shoulders.
"When I was recovering, I was conspired by Lissandra."
Huo Jixing believed that the flesh and blood brought by the Ursine monsters were not only from Noxians, but also from Lissandra. Zhuo has already prepared additional sacrifices.
The purpose is simple, to control the resurrected Volibear.
Even Huo Jixing has reason to doubt.
The old god Volibear, the engraver of the Freljord, suddenly fell into a deep sleep for no apparent reason. The ancient wild roads fell silent and no one knew about it.
Behind all this is probably Lissandra's planning. The Frost Guard tribe has the ability to influence the beliefs of many small tribes.
“It’s just that the dispute between the two of you should not be done at all, and the northern border of the Noxus Empire should be sacrificed.”
Huo Jixing understood Lissandra Having laid out the conspiracy, he walked towards the top of the mountain without any hesitation.
The bloody incident sweeping across the northern border of the empire has become increasingly cloudy and misty.
The central mountain is surrounded by thunder.
As Huojixing penetrates deeper, the surrounding temperature has already broken the norm, freezing the soul.
From time to time, you can see terrible monsters like sad beasts nearby, shadowy like shadows of ashes.
Huo Jixing took action directly and wiped out the lives of these horrible monsters.
After the battle, he will also observe the fusion of the power of void and the power of ice blood in their bodies.
Fortunately, things are still under control, and the power of the void of the terrifying monsters cannot yet be compared with the real void creatures.
However, what worries Huo Jixing the most is the old god Volibear.
The figure of the giant thunder bear behind the dark clouds has disappeared without a trace, and only the fine thunder and lightning flash across, lighting up the basin.
Once the Forger of the Freljord was tainted by the Void, he became one of the creatures of the Void.
Then things at the northern border of the empire and Freljord will definitely go to an unimaginable level.
Suddenly, Huo Jixing stopped and looked intently at the nearby mountains.
The biting cold wind carried roaring thunder and lightning, and it seemed like countless innocent souls were screaming in the ears.
Huo Jixing immediately used the power of Xuanwu Star, and the water of Rengui filled his pupils.
In the dark gray field of vision, the flesh and blood corpses piled at the foot of the mountain merge into the mountain. Countless souls cannot reincarnate and can only wander nearby.
Coupled with the shock of thunder and lightning surrounding the mountain, the scene is almost like the underworld. Perhaps sensing the arrival of Huo Jixing, the ice mist near the mountains surged violently, and many blurry and hazy souls appeared.
Immediately afterwards, under the invisible influence of thunder and lightning, these souls transformed into the form of giant bears and worshiped at the steep mountains, as if performing a solemn and sacred ceremony.
But these did not affect Huo Jixing.
What really stopped him was the call of the soul bears, like the sound of the sky shaking.
These voices come together to weave a deafening name.
"Valhall!"
Huo Jixing listened to the voice in his ear, stretched out his left hand, gently pressed the spirit wind around his waist, and whispered.
"Are you waking up? Volibear!"
Freljord, the far north.
In the boundless plain of ice and snow, towering blue spiers rise from the ground, piercing the clouds.
The magical aurora in the dome is colorful and dances in the almost eternal night sky.
The stars here are always twinkling, and through the coldest and cleanest air, the buildings are filled with blue.
Frostguard Fortress, a majestic fortress group built by the Frostguard tribe.
Almost no one knows how to find this hidden fortress.
Many tribes once gathered their armies and wanted to raze it to the ground, but few of those who actually found this place came back satisfied.
The main fortress, inside the silent palace.
The faint blue light dispelled the darkness and reflected on the spar-like ground, refracting ice edges that looked like mausoleums.
Faintly, a hazy figure can be seen in the ice edge of the tomb made of Zhenbing.
Frost Witch Lissandra rarely sleeps in the main keep of Frostguard Fortress, she will sleep anywhere, everywhere, nowhere.
Sometimes it is everywhere.
For example, the place where Lissandra chose to lie down is a huge underground cavity, big enough to accommodate thousands of fortresses.
The Zhenbing Ocean that comes into view extends from the end of one side to the end of the other side.
That is not the end of the hustle and bustle surface, but closer to a completely different kind of madness.
Lissandra often visits here, and always alone, but she is never alone.
Some people call it a monster.
Some people call it God.
No matter what, those huge shadows sleeping under the blanket of ice can only wander in dreams.
Lissandra must visit her dutifully to make sure their bed is comfortable.
The monitors must not be allowed to wake up.
Although Lissandra lost her eyes long ago, she traces their sleeping forms in her mind.
The chill caused by what she saw was far beyond her bones and blood, so when her skin touched the ice, she no longer shivered.
When she's down here, blindness is no longer a flaw but a blessing.
Just feeling their presence is terrifying enough, but you also have to walk in their dreams and know their secret desires for this world.
So, she must keep them dreaming.
Suddenly, a giant shadow among them began to throb and move away.
Lissandra had felt it since the last new moon rose, and had been desperately hoping that it would return to sleep on its own——
But now this unfathomable giant shadow is squirming among its companions, becoming more and more restless.
Lissandra took off her hood, and her gorgeous robe swept past her ankles and fell to the ground. She stepped gently towards the other side of the frozen nothingness.
Lissandra spread her fingers across the ice.
The waterfall-like long white hair covers the cold face, hiding the lines of time, as well as the scars and holes in the eyes.
She learned the secret method of walking in dreams a long time ago, and can cover incredible distances in this harsh land in an instant.
Travel back and forth a hundred times before each dawn.
But sometimes, she forgets where her body is.
Now, her consciousness drifted downward, past the barrier.
Lissandra briefly thought about the thickness of Zhenbing, and it was foolish to put all the weight of her faith on a layer of glass, but there was no choice in the world.
On the other side, the watcher is baring his teeth and claws, sneaking in the darkness, full of frustration.
It is bigger than a mountain range.
"It's quite small, right?"
Lissandra hopes so, because she never dared to test the defenses of the big guys——
Those guys Seemingly capable of swallowing gravity and time itself, they are not only devourers of worlds, but devourers of planes and realities.
They made Lissandra feel very small, insignificant, like snowflakes blowing in a blizzard.
She concentrated on the huge and terrifying creature before her.
Its dreams became hers.
Another Lissandra is waiting there, in the dream.
It is the eternal existence in the memory that towers behind a black sun. Her hair floats to the sky, and her eyes are clear and bright, as blue as crystal, shining with the energy of the heaven.
This is the last dawn of the world.
She is beautiful, she is a goddess, and she is struggling to push the sun back below the horizon.
But the black fireball symbolizing the monitor is resisting, trying to rise again, burning the goddess's fingers.
She saw long shadows cast on the mountains covered with gray frost.
This land is the twisted Freljord, which has lost all life and magic
Life!
Life is the most important!
All creatures on the Freljord, this frozen land was once used as a sacrifice by Lissandra to the monsters below.
She leads the throbbing watcher away from its dark thoughts, carefully calming its turbulent desires.
After a long time, the monitor seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and returned to silence. The ocean made of perfect ice also stopped having waves and calmed down.
Lissandra gasped softly. Recently, the monitors have become more and more impatient. They want to enter the material realm, enter the real world, and corrode and pollute all life.
"The Watchers are coming back, and I cannot defeat them with my strength."
"I need more power!"
Lissandra looked deeply at the bottom of the Ice Ocean. In the frozen mausoleum, a faint blue light took her into a dream.
She began to walk in the dreamland, leaving the Frostguard Fortress in an instant and crossing the frozen soil of the ice field.
Dream, start spinning.
(End of this chapter)