"We accompany you."

"No, it won't take long, I'll be back in the evening." Lothar kissed Syndra, Nami, and Elise, who was occupied by Rosalia, one of the [Brides of the Archipelago]. A man left the hut.

"Che... is still a philanderer..." Katerina muttered unhappily, as if ever since Katerina knew Lothar, there had never been less than two women by his side. Of course, that was Katrina. Na herself counts...

After knowing that Katarina and Lothar had no special relationship, Syndra's hostility to Katarina suddenly decreased, and she even took the initiative to sit down and chat with her.

Katarina didn't really like chatting very much, but the three of Syndra seemed to be very happy with what they called the "Girls' Meeting". This kind of food is delicious, and the animals are cute when we talk about it. Nami recently became obsessed with a kind of furry and cute animal called "Poro". When it comes to poro, the merman girl's eyes are full of stars.

However, what was most talked about in this women's club was the affair between them and Lothar.

"Sure enough, the master's neck is the most sensitive." Rosalia said solemnly with Elise's face, "Licking his neck is very effective."

"No no no, it should be the nipple," Syndra objected. "If I **** there, he'll be excited."

"I like to lick Mr. Lothar's ears the most." Nami Jiao smiled, "Human ears are very cute, round, hehe."

"However, once the master is stimulated, his movements will become rough." Rosalia opened the collar of her shirt, revealing a white breast hemisphere with a faint red mark on it, "Last night, the master grabbed very hard. look."

"Indeed," Syndra agreed. "But I like him being rough all of a sudden. It's really nice to punch my **** while pushing me hard."

"Why are you all being treated rudely by Mr. Lothar, but every time I feel that Mr. Lothar is very gentle?" Nami was very puzzled.

"It must be because of your merman's physical problems. You can't stand it if it is too rough, and maybe you will get hurt."

"That's right...but I really hope Mr. Lothar can be rough with me once...hehe..."

Katerina's eyelids jumped when she heard it. She really didn't want to hear these things at all, and what annoyed her even more was that she had basically experienced the things that the three girls were talking about.

Katarina really couldn't take it any longer. She was just about to find a reason to leave here when she heard Syndra suddenly ask her, "How about you, Katarina? Have you ever had a man?"

Katarina shivered. When she was talking to Lothar alone, she knew that Syndra was an extremely jealous woman. Katarina didn't want to make trouble for nothing, and replied directly: "No."

"And what about the sexual experience?" Nami enthusiastically wanted to draw newcomers into their girls' club.

"No... no..." Katarina couldn't stand the atmosphere, and her tone stuttered.

"No way, you are so beautiful." Nami held Katarina's hand regretfully, "It's very comfortable to have sex, and it can also make you feel good."

"Indeed." Syndra nodded, as if she understood, "The ancient Shurima Empire worshiped sexuality very much, believing that regular love can prolong life and enhance the strength of warriors, and they also invented many sexual devices, you Would you like to see it?"

"No..." Just as Katarina was about to refuse, Syndra took out a **** on her own.

Katarina was so angry that she almost vomited blood, and she finally understood what Lothar meant by "Syndra is very willful", which was completely unheard of.

However, the **** that Syndra took out attracted Katarina's attention, not only because the **** was made of gold and jade, but also had a very ancient texture, which seemed to be a well-preserved precious Artifacts.

But more importantly, the shape of that **** is very, very familiar to Katarina.

As an assassin, Katarina has meticulous observation skills, and at a glance, she can see who the prototype of this **** is taken from.

"That pervert Lothar! This is what he did!" Katarina yelled in her heart, but her eyes were glued to the **** and couldn't be separated.

"Would you like to try it?" Syndra's voice sounded seductive, "We can teach you, so that you will feel like a duck to water when you experience it for the first time."

"No need!" Katarina slapped the table and left the hut angrily.

Nami said awkwardly, "Did we make her angry?"

Syndra's eyes narrowed, and Katarina said she had no sexual experience and had nothing to do with Lothar.

But why...the look in her eyes when she just saw the dildo, so strange?

Syndra was suspicious.

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"Lothar! You pervert!"

——Katarina who ran to the uninhabited wasteland outside Lacoste and yelled and vented

Chapter five hundred and eighty second resurrection

Lothar's body turned into a light.

It seemed like a dazzling sunlight, and it seemed like a cold moonlight. His body passed through the majestic snow and came to a volcano with black smoke.

On the top of the volcano, there is a huge figure. His body is like a red-burned obsidian, and there is a pair of huge argali horns on his head. He waved a hammer in his hand and banged something.

Lothar landed on the top of the mountain, and as soon as he landed, he felt the surrounding air was terrifyingly hot. Ordinary people might be seriously burned when they came here. his body, keeping him safe from harm.

Unlike the violent and uncontrolled fire element of Burning Man Brand, the fire element accumulated on this volcano is extremely calm, very honestly flowing in the mountain and the earth, so dull as if it will never erupt one by one. Sample.

"Ornn, here I am again." Lothar shouted to the huge figure in front of him.

The God of Forge, the incarnation of the natural fire element of the Freljord, Ornn, Lothar has been coming to him every day for a long time.

Aoun's movements did not stop, and he continued to strike tirelessly.

Lothar circled to the front of Ornn: "I need your help."

Ornn ignored him.

Lothar looked helplessly at the boring gourd **** in front of him, and decided to communicate with him in another way: "When I asked you to help me build artifacts when I was a child, you said that you would use the remaining Baimuyan to make some arrows for me, Is it finished?"

Ornn stopped, his beard twisted, and he muttered, "Here..."

Lothar was overjoyed. Ornn had been ignoring him since he explained his intentions, and now he finally spoke.

"It seems that he must talk about things related to forging before he can't help talking to me." Losar thought.

Ornn's hand reached into the lava of the crater, stirred it a few times, and took out a few snow-white arrows from it.

"Here, ten in total." Ornn put the arrows in front of Lothar. "Are you satisfied?"

Lothar picked up the ten snow-white arrows. They gave Lothar a very similar feeling to the pure white hunting bow. After all, they were made of the same material and were made by the same blacksmith. The properties were similar and even the same. normal thing.

But Lothar was not very satisfied.

His main power now comes from the **** of death, Kindred, and his power is even more intertwined with life and death. The nature of the pure white hunting bow is "life", and the nature of the bowstring or arrow Lothar hopes to be "death" to achieve life and death. intertwined state.

But if the nature of the bow body and the arrow are both "life", even if Lothar uses a lot of black mist to condense a "death" bowstring, the balance between life and death still cannot be achieved.

"You don't seem very satisfied," Aoun said.

"That's not the case." Lothar didn't ask Ornn to do it again. Now the bow thing is not in a hurry, so he put away all the arrows and took out another thing instead.

An ice crystal egg.

As soon as he saw the egg, Ornn turned his body away, not wanting to continue the conversation with Lothar.

"Ornn, wait!" Lothar chased after him. "Isn't Anivia your sister? You must know how to resurrect her, right!"

"Time can bring her back to life." Aoun left a sentence.

"I know! But now the Freljord can't wait tens and hundreds of years to bring her back to life!" Lothar continued, "you must help me!"

"No." Aoun categorically refused.

Lothar held the ice egg: "Don't you hate Anivia? You don't want her to be resurrected"

"No."

"Then why don't you help me"

"Because it's not necessary." Aoun continued to strike. "My sister has been working hard to protect human beings. Life and death are things she has been experiencing, so don't worry about it."

Lothar stood opposite Ornn and said to his big face: "But now the Freljord needs Anivia. Without her, the Freljord may face a catastrophe."

Aoun finally raised his head: "How do you know?"

"[Frost Witch] Lissandra told me."

"She..." Aoun dropped his head again, "you believe her words"

"She didn't tell me the specific situation directly, but just urged me to revive Anivia as soon as possible." Rosa said, "She is not a targetless person, and Anivia's resurrection will not benefit her directly. Anivia A patron saint, Lissandra is eager to bring her back to life with only one possibility - without Anivia, the Freljord could be in a disaster."

"Ah...you little people, you just like to worry about the sky and make trouble..." Aoun muttered dejectedly, "Lissandra once said that I would help her build a bridge and stop bothering me, but I let you come to bother me..."

"So you built the bridge over the Howling Abyss..." Lothar recalled the bridge he went to when he was a child, "but why did Lissandra build the bridge over the abyss?"

"I don't know." Aoun struck iron, "I basically don't go down the mountain, and I don't know what happened outside."

"This **** is really...a bit nerdy..." Lothar could only think of the word "nerd" in Piltover's catchphrase to describe Ornn's character.

However, Lothar still got some information from Ornn's words-everything Lissandra did should have a purpose, whether it was the three things she asked Lothar to do, or she asked Ornn to build a bridge, it should be It's all about preventing something...stopping something...concealing something...

Lothar had some vague guesses, but he wasn't sure.

"You don't want to tell me how to revive your sister." Lothar said, "Then about your giant bear brother, Volibear, I should fight him next, and I can lead him Coming to you? I hope to use your strength to help me hurt him."

Aoun stopped his work again: "You're going to provoke him"

"What's wrong?" Lothar felt that Aoun should agree. After all, his relationship with Volibear was very poor, and Aoun should be happy to hear that he was going to deal with him.

"Well..." Aoun was silent for a long time, "don't bring him to me, I will help you resurrect Anivia."

Lothar was taken aback, he didn't expect Ornn to agree to his request in this way.

"Why?" Lothar wanted to ask the reason. "Wounding Volibear so he couldn't recover, wouldn't he be able to trouble you again?"

"Don't ask so much." Ornn put away the hammer and felt. "Carry my sister's egg and follow me."

Lothar was speechless. It seemed that Ornn, Volibear, and Anivia, the godly siblings of the Freljord, were more complicated than he thought.

Aoun slammed the top of the mountain with a punch, directly smashing the volcano into a big pit, with some huge ice cubes buried in the pit.

"This is..." Lothar looked at the ice cubes, "Zhen Bing"

"My collection." Aoun said, "The real ice created by Anivia is very useful for quenching, so I saved a little. But the real ice will melt if I stay by my side for too long, so I buried it. "

Lothar smiled. He had already seen Ornn's terrifying fire elemental magic that could even melt the "never melt" real ice, and understood why Ornn did it.

Aoun took out a piece of big real ice, he waved his hammer and started to beat, the extremely strong real ice was shattered by him, and the big real ice gradually took on a contour.

The shape of a huge phoenix.

"You carved Anivia..." Lothar asked.

"It's just a shell." Aoun pointed to the phoenix's chest. Under the ice crystal feather, there was an egg-shaped hole. "Put the egg in."

"So that Anivia can be resurrected"

"It's not really a resurrection, but it can make her regain consciousness and act. After all, Zhen Bing is her creation, and it is the closest to her power. It can be used as her temporary body, but how much power can she use with this body? I don't know."

"So that's the case, it's a revival of the soul by borrowing the corpse... No, is it possible to revive the soul by means of ice?" Lothar thought.

Lothar walked in front of Zhen Bing Phoenix. He was most familiar with the power of Zhen Bing, but he was tortured by Zhen Bing for nearly a year.

Lothar slowly put the egg into the chest of the True Ice Phoenix. I have to say that Aoun's craftsmanship is very good. After the egg is put in, it fits perfectly. The egg and the phoenix are perfectly integrated. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the True Ice Phoenix. The chest is an egg.

As soon as the ice crystal egg was put into the Phoenix body, a cold wind surged up on the head of the volcano.

The icy cold wind howled, blowing the thick black smoke away, and the hot volcano actually became cool and pleasant at this time, and the cold wind quickly spread to the earth against the ridge, until it was far into the distance.

The phoenix carved by Zhen Bing opened his eyes.

"Finally I can talk to you." Anivia said to Lothar, it was a gentle woman's voice, "Hello, Lothar."

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"Do you feel suddenly cold?"

"Have it?"

- Conversation of the Freljord

Chapter five hundred and eighty third disaster Lin

Lothar looked up at the phoenix formed by the real ice in front of him. Although Anivia had been with him for a long time, Lothar never communicated with the **** of ice and snow once.

Anivia's head turned to Aoun: "Brother, thank you for being willing to help me."

"Don't thank me." Aoun began to mumble again, and he seemed to dislike being thanked by Anivia. "Don't bother me again, I have my own business to do."

"Besides beating the mountains and mines, you have other things to do," Anivia asked.

Aoun let out a "uh" and turned his head away quickly, it seems that Anivia's words made him feel bad.

Anivia seemed to smile, she turned to face Lothar, and said to him in a very ethereal and soft voice: "I can finally talk to you, Lothar, for the past two years, I have worked hard for you. "

"No way." Lothar smiled and looked at Anivia, "If you hadn't got into my body, I might have died a long time ago."

"You misunderstood, Lothar." Anivia's voice was full of apology, "I never saved you when I was in your body, and my strength can't be used to save people at all."

Losar was taken aback: "Then how did I..."

"You survived because of that guy's strength," Anivia said.