"The process of getting it was very bumpy, I'll tell you later." Wright reached out to take out Zhenbing.

"Don't touch it!" Lothar was about to remind Wright that Zhen Bing should not be touched, but saw a few small moving metal claws sticking out of Wright's sleeves and picked up Zhen Bing.

"Don't worry, old man, I have studied the history and culture of Freljord for a long time, and I know how powerful Zhenbing is." Wright lifted Zhenbing and looked at it through the light of the sky, "It's so beautiful."

Wright threw the real ice into the stove, and the fire devoured the real ice in an instant.

Lothar stared at the stove. He saw that the flaming flames were all extinguished in an instant. Instead, a layer of ice was frozen in the stove's chamber, and the water droplets condensed from the steam also turned into small ice crystals that covered the entire chamber.

And that Zhen Bing didn't get smaller at all.

"The ice magic contained in Zhen Bing is almost endless." Wright said with admiration, "I have tried many methods, but I have not been able to weaken its power."

"so"

"This real ice is a magical treasure comparable to hex crystals!" Wright danced with excitement, "Just think about it! After mining Shurima's hex crystals, Piltover's technology has ushered in a great leap forward. If the Freljord's True Ice could be mined..."

"Then have you found a way to mine it?" Lothar himself needs a lot of True Ice.

Wright's face suddenly became bitter: "Zhenbing mining is too difficult, this crystal can't be touched directly, and it is extremely hard, how can it be as convenient as collecting hex crystals..."

"Then how did you mine this piece of pure ice?"

"Giforth." Wright shouted, the little robot made a beeping sound, and a hook lock popped out from the bottom of the generator, "I rely on it, I'll show you."

Wright took a small drill from his sleeve, installed it on the hook lock, and cast it over the bridge, and the hook lock wrapped around the pulley fell quickly.

"Zhen Bing is under the bridge." Losar understood at once. He stuck his head out, but could only see pitch darkness, "How deep is it?"

"Using your Freljord unit of measurement, it's about seven hundred feet." Wright said, "It's too deep. I haven't come up with a plan to get it up again. I can only use the this method."

Lothar and Wright waited a long time for the hook lock to be recovered.

Wright held up the drill bit that had been completely deformed: "Look, the drill bit can't be drilled, and I'm lucky to get that piece of real ice."

Lothar was in a good mood, because he finally knew where Zhen Bing was.

Zooey said that as long as he can find where Zhen Bing is, she has a solution for the rest.

"It's been a long time since I saw Zoe." Lothar couldn't wait to see the girl.

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To sum up, although the physical properties and magical properties of True Ice are more extreme and uncontrollable than Hex Crystals, it is undeniable that True Ice does possess huge magic power and plasticity no less than that of Hex Crystals.

The discovery of True Ice could be a second technological leap for Piltover.

At present, there are too few samples and research materials in Zhenbing, so I applied to suspend my professorship and went to Freljord for field research.

——Written by Wright, "About the Application for Research in the Freljord"

Chapter 285 Bottom of the Valley

For Lothar, the days on Howling Abyss were rough.

Although neither the Frostguard nor Lissandra showed up to kill him, Lothar didn't feel much different from being dead now.

He can't call Zoe anymore.

This had never happened before. As long as Lothar called Zoe, the star-like girl would suddenly appear behind him and play new tricks on him.

But no matter what Lothar called this time, Zoe didn't show up.

Lothar understood that he was trapped.

He can neither go up the rift valley nor jump off the bridge, and there is no way to open the way back to the Frostguard Fortress. Even if he does, he will definitely be caught and executed.

Lothar also specifically asked Gregor if there was a way to leave, but the ghost never gave him a good look and didn't ask anything.

In despair, Lothar asked Wright if there was a way to leave, and Wright actually said yes.

He showed Lothar a human-tall device, which he called a "rocket."

According to Wright, this rocket can send them to the sky, but it is a one-time use, and Wright designed it only with his own weight in mind. With the addition of a child like Lothar, it should be able to fly, but they There is also a big fat man beside him.

Wright also said he wouldn't leave if he didn't get enough real ice.

So going around, Lothar still has to get Zhen Bing first.

Lothar sat on the edge of the bridge, staring into the abyss at the bottom of the bridge, and every time he stared at the bottom of the rift, he had a feeling of being sucked in.

He had been on the bridge for several days, and although the heartless of Gragas was not in a hurry, Lothar lived every day like a year.

He's not like Wright, he doesn't have a few years to spend here, he has to go back.

"Lothar!" Wright's shout suddenly came from behind, and the old man was followed by a burgundy Gragas. It seems that he ran to the other side of the bridge to steal Greg's wine again. Lothar was caught by the bridge this morning. The shocking scolding from the other end woke me up.

"Lothar, are you really going to do this?" Wright looked at Lothar worriedly, "It's too risky."

"There's no way, I can only do this if I want to dig into the real ice." Lothar jumped back to the bridge, "Is your device ready?"

"It's done...but..." Wright hesitantly took out a roll of straps from his sleeve, with many scratch buttons and cables attached to it, "I made it temporarily, I'm not sure this thing is really reliable, It hasn't been tested yet."

"Have to try, and my weight is the best. How do I get this thing?" Lothar asked.

"This equipment can tie you to the rope, and the counterweight below helps you keep your balance. You must put on the protective clothing first. I have changed the size of the protective clothing so that you do not directly touch the ice." Wright took out a head Wearable small device, "I also got this one so you can talk to me remotely, try it out."

Lothar put on a thick coat that covered the whole body. Only a piece of glass in the eye could see what was outside. wear. Then, with the help of the little robot Gifs, the locks were put on, and the shoulders, waist and thighs were firmly tied.

Lothar then put the communication device on his head, and Wright's voice really came from the small metal nugget stuck in his ear.

"You are too good, you can make so many things in such a short time." Lothar sincerely admired Wright, even the most outstanding blacksmith in Avarossa, it would take several days just to strike a sword.

"Haha, it's just a little trick." Wright touched his nose embarrassedly. "You are very smart and bold. If I can, I really want to bring you back to Piltover to learn technology."

"Okay, it's a deal." Lothar laughed.

With the help of Wright and Giffords, Lothar's lock was attached to the hook of the generator, which he would use to descend into the rift.

"Gragas, you are very strong, remember, if I ask you to pull me up, you must pull me up quickly."

"Don't worry! Leave it to me! Hiccup!" Gragas burped a very strong wine burp, so smoked that the old man, Wright, almost fainted.

Looking at Gragas quite worriedly, Lothar stood on the edge of the bridge, looked at the deep darkness under the bridge, and took a deep breath: "Let me go down."

With the whirring of the windmill, the pulley of the generator started, slowly lowering Lothar to the bottom of the bridge.

Lothar raised his head and took one last look at the bridge above, and he was stunned for a moment.

Although the top of the bridge has been somewhat dilapidated, and traces of very old times can be seen, it is still flat anyway.

But the underside of the bridge is completely different.

There are potholes everywhere, as if they have been bitten by countless insects, showing a twisted form.

"Did the wind in the rift erode it like this?" Lothar felt wrong, which didn't explain why the top of the bridge was still normal.

Could it be that there is something in the rift that makes the bottom of the bridge corrode like this.

Just looking at the bottom of the bridge made Lothar feel sick in his heart, so he could only stop looking and let himself concentrate on Zhen Bing.

The zipline slowly led Lothar to the bottom of the valley, and the further down, the wind became smaller and smaller. The shrill sound of the woman's cry was no longer there, replaced by an indescribable silence.

Lothar turned on the light on the belt on his waist, and a faint bright yellow halo appeared in front of him.

"This thing is amazing." Lothar was once again amazed at this kind of technology. The light from the waist lamp was stable and bright. It was not dim at all like torches and kerosene lamps, and it would be blown out by the wind. .

Lothar had been descending, and he wanted to illuminate the rock walls on both sides of the rift, but it seemed that the distance was too far, and no matter which direction the light turned, it was only darkness.

"How is Lothar?" Wright's voice came from his ears, and there was a lot of noise, which should be the wind on the bridge.

"I'm fine, but I can't see anything, how long will it take?"

"The rope is more than halfway down, and you should be at the bottom in a while."

As Wright said, Lothar quickly saw the ground.

Or should I say, ice.

The light from the waist lamp was reflected on the ice, and it was so bright that Lothar couldn't help squinting his eyes: "Wright, I see the bottom, slow down."

"clear."

Lothar slowly landed on the ice, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, a chill that penetrated the bone marrow surged up from the soles of his feet.

"This is..." Lothar squatted down and touched the ice surface with his hands. Even though he was wearing thick protective clothing, he could feel the tingling cold on his hands, "This is Zhenbing!"

Lothar looked around in shock, and the ice surface he stepped on could not see the edge: "Could it be..."

Wright's voice came in his ears: "What's wrong, what did Lothar find?"

"Don't be scared when you say it." Lothar swallowed, "The ground below is full of Zhen Bing."

"Sure enough! It's the same as I guessed! This is a True Ice vein!" Wright said excitedly, "Now there is hope for large-scale mining!"

"Don't be so optimistic, I still don't know how to chisel it out, but Zhen Bing is harder than steel." Lothar walked around, the ice surface was very flat, and it was basically confirmed that it was all Zhen Bing, with no impurities at all.

"As long as you know that there is pure ice below, you don't need a particularly accurate mining method." Wright laughed, "When I go back to Piltover and get a few hex pump cutters, I can dig it out. Well, Lothar, I'll let Gragas pull you up first."

"Wait, don't worry, I'll take a look."

Lothar closed his eyes and called to Zoe in his heart: "I have found Zhen Bing, why haven't you shown up yet?"

After praying hard three times, Lothar opened his eyes.

"Still not here... what happened?" Lothar thought regretfully.

Just as he was about to ask Wright to send him up, there was a burst of light from the soles of his feet.

A burst of purple light.

Lothar looked down.

Beneath the ice, a huge one-eyed stare at it.

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The bridge is forbidden.

Do not set foot without permission.

Below the bridge, is the place of death.

Under no circumstances should you set foot there.

- Frostguard ban

Chapter two hundred and eighty sixth escape

Lothar vomited out in an instant, and the vomit stuck all over the inside of the protective suit.

Lothar had never experienced something so uncomfortable, like an arm stabbed roughly into his mouth, reached into his esophagus, and messed up the guts in his stomach.

The huge one-eyed under the ice surface may be less than ten meters away from Lothar. It stares at Lothar motionlessly, with purple psychedelic radiating in its pupils.

Lothar felt that the real ice layer under him no longer existed, and his gaze directly crossed the real ice and pierced his soul.

Lothar has more than vomited the food in his stomach. He clearly felt that a piece of his internal organs was about to be squeezed out of his throat.

"Lothar! What's wrong with you, Lothar! Hurry up and answer!" Wright on the bridge seemed to have heard something wrong and shouted loudly.

Lothar tried to answer, but he couldn't say anything but whimper in pain.

Lothar felt a sudden chill.

His whole body was frozen with ice, and the bone-chilling cold hit him, but the empty nausea and pain eased a lot.

Lothar was gasping for breath. He was frozen by the ice and couldn't move, but he couldn't continue to vomit.

He was lethargic, the glass blindfold of the protective suit was mostly covered by vomit, and Lothar dimly saw a tall figure walking towards him.

It appears to have horns on its head.

Lothar felt his body being pulled upward, and the ice that had frozen him was broken. He heard Wright's cry in his ears: "Hold on Lothar! Gragas will pull you up immediately!"

Lothar didn't even have the strength to answer. He looked vaguely at the giant eye under the ice and looked away from him, and turned to look at the tall figure. He saw that figure seemed to be just like him. began to struggle painfully.

"What is that..." This was Lothar's only thought now.

The last scene illuminated by the waist lamp was the huge icicles that exploded and spread around the tall slender figure. They pierced the one-eyed eye under the ice, as if they were fighting against it.

But all of this has nothing to do with Lothar, the rope that quickly slid up quickly pulled him away from the bottom of the valley, and the waist lamp could no longer illuminate anything.

The bright sunlight gradually revealed behind him, and Lothar had already heard Gragas's hard pulling. This fat man usually looks unreliable, but he still works very seriously at critical times.

"Lothar! Lothar!" Gragas carried Lothar to the bridge. Wright was horrified when he saw his appearance, and hurriedly helped him take off his protective suit, "How did it become like this? What happened?"

"Run..." Lothar said weakly, with chapped lips, "under the bridge..."