Lothar looked at Greg: "Don't you know what your master looks like?"

"I don't know, Lord, he has been wearing a mask."

"Since he covers his face, it means that he needs to cover his face." Rosa said.

Gregor lowered his head: "I see... I wish you good luck, Lissandra's temperament changed drastically after the war, and she is no longer one of the three sisters who led us back then, you have to be careful."

"Thank you for the reminder." Lothar walked to the bridge, the black mist wrapped everyone around, and jumped into the abyss.

...

"Hahahaha! Give me death!" Syndra's darkest orb blasted a strange troll directly, "Tsk, it's really hard, why don't you just die?"

Syndra vented and smashed into the dark orb on the battlefield, as if to throw away all the bad mood of the past few days, bombarding indiscriminately regardless of the enemy or the enemy.

"Miss Syndra!" Fortunately, Nami helped Syndra to protect those tribe warriors, "Didn't Mr. Lothar say not to attack his own people? Take some effort!"

"I know," Syndra said. "I'm just showing my power."

"Show strength" Nami didn't understand.

"In short, you can protect the people of the tribe well, so that Lothar will not scold me again later..." Syndra didn't want to make Lothar unhappy.

"Yes……"

The darkest orb and the violent water flow suddenly pouring into the battlefield caught everyone by surprise, but after discovering that the two female mages in the sky were helping the tribe's people, the two tribes cheered and their morale soared.

"Drink!" Sejuani helped Udyr defeat a strange troll with a flail. The bristles pressed directly on the troll, and the long fangs pierced into the troll's mouth, stabbing the troll's brain. come out.

"Who are those two women?" Sejuani looked at the powerful female mage who was helping out in the sky, "How can there be such a strong existence under Ashe?"

Udyr changed from a ram form back to a human form. He seemed to consume a lot of energy. Transforming into a **** was too exhausting: "Lothar told me that they are Lothar's women."

"Woman of Lothar" Sejuani smashed the head of the defeated troll with a flail, "Ashe is a fool to allow her husband to find another woman!"

"I don't know the specific situation very well." Udyr shook his arm. "But Lothar's family should have its own situation, and we can't control it. Now that there are two such strong helpers, it's good to be happy."

Lissandra was not happy at all, she stared at the two female mages in the sky, especially the one with fluttering silver hair, unhappy: "Damn..."

boom……

At this moment, the battlefield suddenly changed again.

...

under the abyss.

Gnar looked at the little wolf who was hugging him in bewilderment, and ten thousand questions appeared in his big eyes.

Nal clearly remembers that he met that very important person, and then fell off the bridge. Who is this little thing holding him now?

Gnar looked at the little wolf carefully, and smelled him carefully, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Isn't that the very important person?

Gnar was very happy, he held the little wolf with his backhand and licked his face a few times.

"Yeah?" Little Wolf opened his eyes and found that the warm thing he was holding was licking him, and immediately showed a happy smile and kissed Gnar's face.

The two little guys were fighting together intimately, but Lissandra, who was on the side, didn't look over.

Lissandra's hand stroked the ice mirror, and she saw the two female mages on the battlefield who changed the situation in an instant.

"Sindra...Nami..." Lissandra whispered their names, "You really found some good help..."

Lissandra knew that she couldn't stand on the sidelines any longer. Those two female mages were very strong, and their Frost slaves alone could not win.

"Heh... It seems that I still have to use my own hands..." Lissandra sneered, "Congratulations, Lothar, you managed to force me out. But... this is not my last trump card... just let I'll see what else you can come up with."

Lissandra's hand reached into the ice mirror.

...

"The doors of the Frostguard Keep are open!" shouted a Horde warrior.

With the dull sound of the door opening, the door of the Frostguard Fortress really slowly opened.

From it, a woman in a long skirt walked out.

The breath of all the Horde warriors was stagnant.

They've heard stories about the Frost Witch since they were kids and know how cruel and mysterious she is, but Lissandra's story is almost as far away as the gods, and they never thought they'd really face the Frost Witch before. .

"It's her..." Ash and Sejuani's eyes were firmly attracted to Lissandra. They could feel the inexplicably familiar feeling in Lissandra, and it seemed that it was not the first time they had met her.

Ashe threw his thoughts away and shouted loudly: "For Avarossa!"

Sejuani followed suit and shouted, "For Winter's Claw!"

The Horde warriors were relieved from the shock of seeing Lissandra.

That's right, their mother-in-law is also the reincarnation of the Three Frost Sisters, and Avarosa and Cerylda are on their side at this time.

"Kill!!!!" Zhentian's shouting and killing thought, countless warriors rushed to Lissandra, vowing to kill this witch who brought countless sufferings to Freljord.

Countless ice crystals suddenly spread out from Lissandra's feet, and any warrior who dared to approach her would be frozen into ice sculptures without any chance of resistance.

"This is the witch, and it doesn't look very good." Syndra didn't see how Lissandra was as scary as Lothar said. "Let's try her first."

Syndra raised her hand, ten darkest orbs rose from the ground, and they were waved by Syndra, and the darkest orbs flocked to Lissandra frantically like suicide birds one after another.

Lissandra was hit head on.

"Come on, that's all." Syndra just wanted to show off to Nami, but Nami hugged her directly and threw her to the side.

Where Syndra was standing, a huge ice cone fell from the clouds in the sky.

"This is..." Syndra's eyes widened, not knowing when the clouds on her head were frozen into ice.

"Miss Syndra, are you alright?" Nami looked at Syndra with concern. The merman was very sensitive to temperature, and she immediately felt something was wrong from above.

"Well...thank you." A little sweat broke out on Syndra's head. "Is this what Lothar said...is the witch who has reached the pinnacle of frost magic?"

Syndra looked towards the door of the Frostguard Fortress, where Lissandra stood unharmed, while Syndra's darkest orbs penetrated the ground without actually touching Lissandra.

Syndra realized that, as Lothar said, Lissandra is not necessarily stronger than himself in terms of power, but in terms of magic control and combat experience, he is far from Lissandra.

"Miss Syndra, let me help you too!" Nami raised the Tidecaller Staff, and countless surging waves danced around Nami.

On the other side, Ashe tried to shoot a few arrows at Lissandra, but as expected, the ice crystal arrows also couldn't hurt Lissandra.

Ashe gave a light "Huh", and through the Eagle of Prophecy, she seemed to see a sarcastic smile on Lissandra's face just now.

"Fools!" Lissandra opened her arms and made a frosty, queen-like declaration on the battlefield, "Welcome, welcome death!"

The frost demons appeared one by one behind Lissandra.

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The appearance of the Frost Witch meant only one thing - destruction.

——Freljord word of mouth from ancient times

Five hundred and ninetieth chapters under the abyss

Under the abyss, it was as cold as another world.

Gragas is okay, his fat body is simply the nemesis of cold, at least Lothar has never seen him wearing clothes in such a cold place in the Freljord, he has always been shirtless and big belly.

But the two slender girls don't have the ability to resist frost. Despite wearing thick fur clothing, Katarina and Rosa Coco were shivering with cold and their lips were blue as soon as they entered the abyss.

"You don't have any... magic to keep you warm?" Katarina reluctantly turned to Lothar for help, and she felt like she was about to freeze into an ice sculpture.

"Necromancy has no such ability." Lothar said with a helpless expression.

"Um..." Katarina remained silent, clenching her teeth, as if she would go with Lothar even if she froze to death.

"Do you have to be so persistent?" Lothar advised, "Go up."

"No..." Katerina hugged her arms and said in a trembling voice, "Little Wolf... I lost it... I have to... get him back..."

Lothar sighed. After not seeing her for a few years, Katerina is really becoming more and more stubborn.

"The living are selfish, and the dead are selfless." As the incantation recalled, the black mist condensed into a chain, which penetrated the chests of Katerina and Rosa Coco, and linked together with Lothar.

"This is..." Katarina was surprised to find that she felt less cold.

"Although necromantic magic can't keep you warm, it can do a lot of things." Lothar shuddered, "This magic can connect us and divide our body feelings equally."

"You mean..." Katerina understood, "You are sharing our cold"

"That's what I mean."

Katerina looked complicated, but she didn't thank her, she couldn't say it.

"Why don't you share a lot of cold with him?" Katerina pointed to Gragas, the drunk fat man was not cold at all, as if he was at home, not taking a sip from the wine barrel.

"Yes, but if you want to share his drunkenness at the same time, I'm fine," Lothar said.

Katerina stopped talking, she felt it was more important to keep a clear head.

The four of them continued to dive in the black fog. They had gone deeper and deeper, but after a long time, they still could not see the bottom.

"How deep is this rift?" Katarina looked at the darkness around her. Although there was light from the ghostly ghost fire summoned by Lothar, the visibility was still very low. The deep dark light would make Katarina even look at it. Feeling shivering.

This is very unreasonable. Katarina has been specially trained for night operations. The darkness should not scare her, but Katarina's heart is still pounding.

"You can go back if you're afraid." Rosa said.

Katerina was startled, she suddenly remembered that her own feelings were now connected with Lothar, and Lothar would feel it immediately when she was palpitated.

"It's not bad at this level." Katerina still didn't want to go back, "You don't have to worry about me."

"As you like." Lothar stared at the bottom of the abyss, "We're almost there."

As Losar said, everyone finally stepped on the ground, to be precise, the ice surface.

Beneath the abyss is the vast ice, but these ices are very unusual. Just stepping on it, you can feel the piercing cold that pierces the soles of your shoes.

"Rosa Coco." Rosa ordered his concubine.

Rosa Coco nodded towards Rosa, and a force suddenly emerged from her body, it was a faint, like water mist magic.

"What is this?" Katarina looked at the mist, even if she didn't know magic, she could clearly see that it was something completely different from Lothar's black mist.

"Holy Ai," Lothar explained, "The black mist is the support of the dead, and the Holy Ai is the mist of life. It is what is produced by the atomization of the water of life. Staying in the Holy Ai can protect our bodies to a certain extent. ."

Lothar didn't lie, the [Brides of the Archipelago] were not simply undead, they were more complex beings, an intermediate state between life and death, and Sheng Ai was the power that only such existences could inspire.

Katarina remained silent. The woman beside Lothar was beyond her imagination. Not to mention Syndra and Nami, even the ghost occupying Elise's body had such powerful magic.

The pure white longbow appeared in Lothar's hand, and he pictured Lissandra in his mind, and the longbow faithfully pointed him in the direction.

"Over there." Lothar said, "Let's go, step lightly, don't disturb the guy under the ice."

"What guy?" Katerina asked.

"Watcher."

"Do you really believe there are monitors?" Katerina was still skeptical.

"Of course," said Lothar, "because I have seen it."

Everyone followed Lothar forward, and it didn't take long for them to see the target.

The witch Lissandra.

She stood in front of an ice mirror with no sadness or joy on her face, as if she knew that Lothar and the others would come.

"Stupid." Lissandra said without turning her head, turning her back to Lothar and the others, "You shouldn't be here."

"You shouldn't return my child." Rosa said, "Where is he?"

Lissandra didn't seem interested in continuing the conversation with Lothar, and a few frost slaves walked out beside her.

"Are you really going to fight me here?" Lothar warned. "You're not afraid to wake up the things below."

"I'm afraid I'm not afraid of anything long ago, including my own death, including the destruction of this world." Lissandra said indifferently, "But I still have a long-cherished wish."

"Let me guess." Lothar walked slowly towards Lissandra. "Become Queen of the Freljord."

"That's not just my long-cherished wish, it's our long-cherished wish." Lissandra said while touching the ice.

"Did she mean the three sisters?" Katerina guessed, she has learned a lot of myths about the three sisters after coming to the Freljord for so long.

"We wanted to sit in the queen's seat together, the three queens, hand in hand." Lissandra's finger touched the ice mirror lightly, "but this is just our childish wishful thinking. Although the three of us are sisters, although The blood is connected, but it is completely different. Whether it is the way we deal with things, whether it is our own ideas and thoughts... Whether it is our attitude towards feelings, they are completely different.

"So you killed Avarosa and Cerylda." Lothar went on.