The woman who spoke opened the tent and walked in.

This is a woman who can be called a peerless beauty even on the west coast, where the sun is long and the beauty is long and fertile. But when you first see her, what you notice is definitely not her alluring face, nor her beautiful face.

The exquisite body wrapped in a leather battle suit must be the big bow on her back, a big bow that was filled with cold air and made of material as transparent as thousand-year-old ice.

This bow can't be called rough and ferocious, it can even be called exquisite and gorgeous. It doesn't have a soul-stirring murderous spirit, nor does it have a naked violent beauty, but it can make you lock your eyes in an instant.

Galen praised this bow more than once as the crystallization of art. For him, who was born in a high-class aristocratic family on the west coast of Demacia and studied an introduction to art since he was a child, killing is often not about rampage, but more artistic.

Performance. He himself has perfected the art of killing, so he has always admired the woman in front of him who walked in step by step and whose eyes were always as calm as ice when killing.

"Princess Ashe, sit down." Galen looked directly at the delicate face of the air-conditioned woman in front of him. This woman who participated in the Summoner's Rift battle twice and laid the foundation for Demacia's victory twice has long been famous.

In the world, if it weren't for this sudden rebellion war, Galen would almost change his name to Queen Ashe.

The face of the woman carrying the big ice bow was as delicate and cold as the bow on her back. She frowned and sat on the first chair on the left below, saying: "Galen."

Your Excellency, I hope you will call me Ice Archer next time, that is my favorite title."

Her voice is very special, cold but not weak, deep but not hoarse, like an iceberg floating on the sea, hiding endless undercurrents.

"Sorry, I will remember it next time." Galen's words were quite polite. Although his current military strength far exceeded that of Avarosa, he knew the pride of the woman in front of him. She was once alone.

The legend that he dared to cross half of the ice field with just one bow and made thirty tribes surrender at the same time.

Galen didn't want to lose this ally, partly because of Demacia's interests in the north, and partly because of his respect for this woman. Years of life as a ranger had made certain concepts deep into his bones. For example, heroes cherish heroes.

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So even though Galen was trying to help Ashe as much as possible, he still behaved respectfully and modestly.

"Then tell me what you think, Miss Ash. You seem to... know something?" Galen quickly brought the topic to the matter just now. The mysterious disappearance of a forward sentry is definitely not something that can be taken lightly.

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Although judging from the intelligence, the troops of the Snow Mountain Alliance are still carving up the land they just obtained. Their originally weak foundation is not enough to digest the endless fruits of war in a short period of time. Even if they continue to advance desperately,

Then their large army will arrive in several days at the earliest.

But the other party has the latest technology support from Zaun. Who knows what those crazy guys have invented. As for me, my request for help sent to Piltover some time ago has not been responded to yet. This is extremely bad news.

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"I do know some rumors about this snowy area." Ai Xi gave another answer that didn't seem very convincing.

"Rumors..." Galen's tone this time lacked the coldness and brevity he had used towards the soldiers before. Although the answer Ashe said was not in line with his usual taste, he knew that Ashe was not a person who liked to joke.

So he chose to listen.

"Rumors." Ai Xi nodded affirmatively. As she nodded, the big ice bow trembled slightly in the air. Light leaked in from the corner of the tent and shone on the bow, reflecting a threatening light.

"Although my tribe has been living in the middle of Freljord before, there are still some affiliated small tribes living on the edge, and small tribes living in this area often have some problems."

"Some situations...for example, some people disappeared mysteriously?" Galen frowned. If this situation has happened before, then it can be ruled out that the Snow Mountain Alliance broke in.

"Yes, people often disappear mysteriously in this area. The first time was ten years ago. They informed me of this situation, and I sent fifty of my elite men to check, but the result was that they never returned. Later.

Because of the battle in the central area, I forgot about it. When I thought about it later, they had all stopped living in this period. The last report was that this area seemed to be the territory of a powerful creature. After they spent many lives

After the experiment, the inaccessible range was finally roughly demarcated, and the area was named the Freljord's Last Pure Land to show respect." Ashe slowly told the story of the matter, and finally concluded, "

Therefore, we should have been targeted by it because we were walking unscrupulously in its territory... It's just..."

"Just what?" Galen probably believed this fact. After all, compared to the mad dog-like offensive of the Snow Mountain Alliance, a powerful individual was not too bad for him.

"In the past, after killing someone, that thing would leave a skull as a warning, but this time it left nothing behind...very strange." Ai Xi frowned, and she took off her big ice weapon with her backhand.

She stroked the bow, and ran her delicate fingers across the bow's body, trying to let the cold breath penetrate into her skin so that she could think better.

"Actually, you don't have to think so much." Galen interrupted Ashe's thinking, "Tonight, we will go to that place. From your description, it seems that the other party has a strong sense of territory. By then, everything will be clear."

Her words revealed strong self-confidence. He was fearless even in the face of thousands of troops, let alone a monster with its head hidden and its tail exposed.

"I hope so." Ai Xi was still touching her big bow in a daze, obviously still worried about that issue.

I always feel that something is not right.

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When it snowed again at night in the Freljord, the gray carriage that had been running on the vast dry land for a long time finally set foot on the snowy world.

When the first snowflake slowly fell on the ground, Galen stepped out of the camp gate with one foot.

At the same moment, two figures were speeding through the growing snow.

The night is getting dark.

The wind was getting louder and louder, and it was destined to be a sleepless night.

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Chapter completed!