Lothar's heart moved: "So what you asked me to do wasn't to deal with Avarossa or Winter's Claw?"

"You don't need this kind of trivial matter." Lissandra tilted her head slightly, and although the corners of her mouth did not lift, Lothar still saw the teasing on her face, "Even if I ask you to take Avarosa and Winter If all the claws are annihilated, if one is not left, will you do it again?"

Lothar smiled: "Of course not."

"I know what kind of person you are," Lissandra said. "I've known how stupid you are since you borrowed strength from me to make a group of people you don't want to do."

"Whatever you say." Lothar spread his hands, "But I'm not the Lothar I was when I left the Freljord. The me now is very different from before."

"How is it different"

"When I left the Freljord, I had a conservative personality. Unless something unavoidable happened, I usually had to think twice before doing anything. The biggest wish in my life was to spend my life with the girl I love. I didn't have any ambitions, but now "..." Lothar held his chest, "I found my ambition, my ideal, my restlessness, my hope of becoming a hero..."

"What do you want to do now?" Lissandra asked.

"I want to fulfill Ashe's dream, and it's also something I really want to do." Lothar looked at Lissandra, "I want to unify the Freljord."

Lissandra was silent.

"The Freljord is a bad land." Lothar put his hand on the frost-covered railing, "It's too hard to live here, I want to make a paradise here, and Ashe, and everyone... Including you, live together."

"Are you a child?"

"Don't you think this dream is a good one?" Lothar asked back, "Haven't you ever thought about living happily with Avarosa and Cerylda?"

Lissandra was silent for a moment: "It's better to say less about delusional things. I didn't come to you to hear them."

"Okay." Lothar knew that she couldn't talk to Lissandra in a few words. "What do you want me to do?"

"Currently Freljord has three very urgent things that must be done." Lissandra said.

Lothar noticed that Lissandra's wording was "Freljord," not herself or the Frostguard: "You say."

"The Freljord is getting hot," Lissandra said.

"It's getting hot." Lothar felt the cold wind at night. It's the warm season, but the temperature can still freeze people to death. "I didn't feel it."

Lissandra's finger pointed to the snow-capped mountains below: "The snow-capped mountains near the south have melted more, the ice sheets are retreating, and the glaciers in the western seas have begun to collapse. Although it is very slow, the Freljord is indeed warming."

Losa immediately responded: "Is it because I took Anivia?"

"The phoenix of ice crystals will bring the cold wind and winter." Lissandra said, "but you took Anivia away, without her wings to blow the cold wind, the Freljord will be warmer and warmer. "

Lothar hesitated for a moment. "Isn't that a good thing? The Freljord is too cold."

Lissandra sneered: "Why do you think Anivia would rather let the life of the earth suffer and keep the Freljord cold tirelessly."

Lothar's heart moved, Anivia is a kind **** in mythology, she is the **** of ice, snow and rebirth, there are countless stories about Anivia healing and saving mortals, how can such a good **** destroy the earth

Lothar vaguely guessed something. A beautiful egg like ice crystals appeared in his hand. After awakening the power of life and death, Lothar felt the powerful life force contained in the egg.

Anivia is being reborn, but it will take time.

"Anivia may have to wait another ten years to be reborn." Lothar estimated.

"It's too late." Lissandra looked at the egg in Lothar's hand, "Anivia must be resurrected as soon as possible, so that the Freljord can return to the cold, without delay!"

Lothar frowned. "Why are you so anxious about what will happen to the Freljord warming?"

Lissandra didn't answer.

"Can't reveal it at all?"

Lissandra remained silent.

After a long time, Lissandra said slowly, "If you can accomplish the three things I asked you to do, I'll tell you why."

"It's a deal." Lothar nodded. "Do you have any clues to speed up Anivia's resurrection?"

"No." Lissandra replied, "Anivia is an existence born out of nature, and my magic has little effect on existences like them."

"Sure enough, it's not that simple..." Lothar looked at the egg in his hand. Although he could forcefully fill the egg with life force, an immortal creation like Anivia could hardly be regarded as strictly speaking. Life, Lothar is not sure what the consequences of forcibly replenishing her life force will be, "I can only ask other gods..."

Lothar put away the eggs: "I see, what about the next two things?"

"Bear of the Storm," Lissandra said. "It's almost recovering."

Lissandra raised her hand, and in front of her an ice mirror rose from the ground, reflecting a huge, dark figure on it.

Burnt hair spreads all over his body, countless sharp knives and spears are stuck on his body, he has more than a dozen eyes open at the same time on his huge head like a mountain, and countless fangs that are hard to count are hard to call him. The organ of the "mouth" is wildly dense.

Lothar recognized the god, and his appearance was even more monstrous and grotesque than when he saw him in the sky.

The **** of storms and thunder, the beast with a thousand swords, the destroyer of the White Mountains, the creator of the five great rivers, the master of the bear man.

Giant Bear, Volibear.

The moment Lissandra opened the mirror, Volibear's dozens of eyes looked towards the mirror at the same time, and each eye was full of madness and anger.

Snapped!

The ice crystal mirror shattered and scattered all over the place.

"He's more sensitive and stronger than ever," Lissandra said, "I wounded him a long, long time ago and kept him from recovering, but Anivia's departure made things uncontrollable. "

"Do you have any grudge against him?" Lothar asked. "It is said that he blinded you."

"It's not a grudge." Lissandra dismissed Lothar's question perfunctorily. "The second thing you have to do is to stop him from recovering. I don't care what method you use, the giant bear can't appear on the earth again."

Lothar nodded. Indeed, Volibear's twisted appearance did not have the majesty of a **** at all, but more like a pure monster. Lothar didn't think that Freljord's nature would give birth to a monster, then it must be What happened to Volibear made this happen.

Judging by the frenzy and slaughter of the bearmen, if Volibear does recover, it will be a disaster for the mortal tribes of the Freljord.

"I see, what about the third thing?" Lothar asked.

Lissandra raised her hand, and the scattered ice crystals reassembled and turned into ice mirrors again.

This time, a red figure appeared in the mirror.

It looked like a human, but it was definitely not human, because he was burning with fire.

"This is..." Lothar frowned. He didn't know the man, but it didn't prevent him from feeling the violent flame element from the fire man. It was his existence that had melted the ice and snow and cracked the earth.

"This is a mortal, but not an ordinary mortal," Lissandra said. "He was swallowed up by a huge amount of magic, and other mortals named him... Brand."

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Brand - Eternal burning flame.

—Freljor German Dictionary

Chapter five hundred and sixty-two to the dark orb

Lissandra's mirror didn't spy on the flame figure named Brand for too long. Although he seemed to have lost his senses, he was keenly aware that someone was watching him.

He waved a flame in his hand and smashed it towards the mirror. The ice mirror Lissandra built was destroyed again, but this time it was not broken, but turned into steam.

Even though the steam didn't touch him, Lothar felt its scorching heat.

Lothar looked at Lissandra seriously: "How could such a being be born?"

Although it was only a quick glance, Lothar saw a lot of surprises in Brand.

Needless to say, the terrifying fire element magic power is enough to burn the mountains into slag, make the lake flow lava, and make the clouds ignite into fire... The accumulation of fire elements even exceeds that of giant volcanoes, so It is absolutely impossible for the huge magic power to condense on such a fragile body as a mortal.

But rather than a huge amount of magic power, Lothar is more concerned about the speed of this burning man's spellcasting.

Almost without delay.

As long as it is a human being, no matter how superb a mage casts spells, it will always take some time to prepare. Powerful mages like Lissandra, Syndra, and even Swain do not need to chant a spell to cast spells. Just raise your hand. It may take less than a blink of an eye, but it still doesn't eliminate that little bit of preparation time.

Only Vastaya, who was born out of magic, can completely save this time. This is not something that can be solved by human beings through hard training. It is a difference in racial structure.

But the fireball that Brand threw out just now was so fast that Lothar couldn't see if he had the slightest casting time at a glance, but it definitely exceeded the limit of what a human mage could do.

"He's a mortal, no doubt about it." As soon as Lissandra spoke, the water vapor floating in front of her turned into a little smog and condensed, "He's a Freljord, born in the west, his original name is Ki Gen Noah."

"You know him well"

"I can see everyone in the Freljord."

"Then how did this Keegan Noah become Brand?"

"do not know."

"Didn't you say you could see everyone?"

"But I can't follow everyone at the same time."

"Okay..." The pure white hunting bow appeared in Lothar's hand. He imagined the appearance of the burning man in his mind, and the pure white hunting bow dragged his finger in one direction.

"Well... The pure white hunting bow has a reaction, indicating that Brand is still in the category of 'life'." Lothar breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it was life, he would have a way to deal with it.

"I'll tell you all three things." Lissandra's ice crystal dress began to wriggle, and she carried her to the edge of the fortress. "After we're done, we'll clear things up."

"Wait." Lothar stopped Lissandra, "I want to ask you something else."

"Say."

"When I was a kid, I went to Frostguard Fortress to steal the real ice." Lothar looked at Lissandra's back. "I went down to the Howling Abyss under Frostguard Fortress. What's...in that abyss?"

Lissandra's body turned into ice crystals and shattered, leaving only ice **** scattered all over the place.

Lothar sighed: "A woman with a lot of secrets is really difficult to deal with..."

"Lothar..." Syndra's voice came from behind Lothar.

Lothar turned around, and Syndra came to the upper level of the fortress in the silk suspender underwear that Lothar had crumpled up. She floated over so that Lothar didn't hear the footsteps.

Rosa hurriedly stepped forward and took Syndra into his arms: "What are you doing out? It's cold outside."

Syndra shivered all over and looked at Lothar sleepily: "I'm afraid...you left me..."

"I won't leave you." Lothar covered Syndra's bare skin with his coat, "Let's go back to bed."

"Well..." Syndra replied in a low voice, she closed her eyes and gave everything to Lothar.

Lothar smiled and carried Syndra down. Unlike Lissandra, Syndra was a girl who had no secrets to Lothar.

"I will make you happy." Lothar whispered to Syndra.

Syndra didn't open her eyes, she just whispered softly in Lothar's arms: "Why did you come out so late..."

"It's just a breath of air," Losar said. "By the way, think of a person who is full of secrets."

"secret"

"I don't like people with too many secrets. It's hard to get close to such people."

"I have no secrets to you..." Syndra opened her eyes slightly.

"I know..." Lothar kissed Syndra's lips, "so I like you..."

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"Why didn't you tell me earlier"

Lothar held his head and looked at a darkest orb floating in front of Syndra with a headache.

The darkest orb was different from other orbs in Syndra. It was quite small, only the size of Lothar's fingernail, but Lothar did not dare to underestimate it.

The Darkest Orb is Syndra's highly gathered magic power, each of which has incomparable power and quality. Smashing it on the mountain can crush the mountain range, throwing it into the sea can stir up a maelstrom, and even the space can be distorted when the number is too large, but the darkest orb in front of Lothar's eyes is even more terrifying than that.

Syndra fiddled with her fingers a little embarrassedly: "I wanted to tell you earlier, but I was disturbed by Ashe recently, so I forgot..."

Lothar stared at the darkest orb, without any intention of touching it.

This orb is already quite close to a black hole in the universe, almost the limit of magic that can be compressed on this land. If it goes further, the world may be destroyed by this black hole.

Lothar couldn't help feeling ashamed of Syndra's terrifying magical talent again, and it was no wonder that she was restricted by the elders of Ionia in every possible way when she was a child. Anyone who saw this power would be afraid.

Fortunately, Syndra met Lothar.

Lothar comforted Syndra: "You don't have to be sorry, you just forgot to tell me, you didn't want to hide it. But the darkest orb you accidentally created is really troublesome."

Nami hid behind Lothar, she instinctively did not want to approach the small dark orb, and asked, "But Mr. Lothar, didn't you suggest that Miss Syndra make the sphere smaller?"

"I made her grow small, but how do I know she can be so small all of a sudden." Lothar patted Syndra's head with a wry smile, "You are too powerful, your magical talent is simply crushing. Countless mages."

Syndra did not expect to be praised by Lothar, and a smug smile appeared on her face: "Of course! My power is endless!"

"Okay, Miss Syndra with endless power." Lothar asked Syndra to put away the darkest orb, "Don't use this darkest orb lightly, it may cause a huge disaster if you use it. It affects a lot of people.”

"Oh...I see." Syndra looked indifferent. She was more concerned about another thing than the Darkest Sphere.

Syndra hugged Lothar's arm with one hand and touched her lower abdomen with the other: "You **** so much yesterday, will I get pregnant?"