The cracks finally covered the entire lion's ice sculpture, and the ice sculpture began to collapse.

"Pu" The first piece of ice fell on the ground and made a crisp sound.

The crisp sound spread rapidly in the extremely cold wind, and finally reached his mind clearly through Garen's eardrum, and then spread throughout his body. The nerves in his body jumped, and his hands subconsciously grasped the hilt of the Great Sword of the Fearless Sword, but they loosened the moment they were about to hold it tightly.

Because he found that he had no strength to hold the sword in his hand anymore, he almost had no strength to raise his head and glance at the fierce god who slowly woke up.

Galen is not a person who likes to admit defeat, but at this moment he really feels powerless. It is the difference in absolute power. It does not mean that you want to die and roar with all the power of your last life to barely lift the sword. He also hopes that when he dies, he can shout at the hateful lion's face at the moment when the last drop of blood is drained: I'm not dead yet.

But, in that case, there will be regrets. I don’t have time to take a look at some things I can’t bear to leave.

So he tried to open his eyes and look at the dark sky as much as possible, and let the falling snowflakes start to bury him. After no more than a minute, he should not have any consciousness, because at that time, his head would be taken off.

He only hopes that at that time, his eyes will not be closed, so that he may be able to see the War Academy thousands of miles away through his soul that has not yet dissipated.

There are cicadas calling on the treetops constantly.

But Ashe...is really sorry.

In fact, Ashe didn't have time to feel Garen's apology. She listened to the sound of cracking ice that was so close that she had already pinched the big ice bow in her hand, and she tried to stand up.

The pride of the Avarosa prevented her from surrendering to the enemy's minions like this.

Even if the Avarosa people were broken with their hands and legs, they would crawl over with their last breath and fight with their teeth.

This is the law of survival in the snowy mountains, and it is also the belief of the Avarosa people, barbaric and full of faith in death and life. This is what Ash's father, the former King of Freljod, told her at her thirteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony that the man finally interpreted this sentence with his life, so she always remembered that she never dared to forget it for a moment.

Now, it is time for her to attain enlightenment.

The sound of ice cracks began to sparse, and a slight sound of snow stomping on it began. Ashe did not look up, but she knew that the monster had completely recovered.

However, before she could stand up, her feet were still slightly bent, and she couldn't even hold the bow and arrow.

The most important thing is that there are no arrows in the backpack.

The monster with a lion-faced movement slightly, stretching his hair that had been frozen to the point of being fixed. He moved his hands and feet, and then suddenly roared into the sky.

The roar was extremely abrupt, and a bright red light spread around with his roar, shaking the snow that nearly ten yards of around him boiled.

Ashe, who was halfway up, was directly shocked to the snow, covering her face and having difficulty breathing.

"Okay, okay." Rengar sniffed and clapped gently, "You really gave me a surprise, really, woman." He was not in a hurry to harvest the lives of two dying guys on the ground, but instead walked slowly on the snow. He walked towards Ashe step by step, as if enjoying the pleasure of watching his prey struggling.

"You, I have decided that your skull will enter my No. 4 Collection Room for your unyielding." Rengar smiled happily and bared his ugly mouth, stretched out a finger, pointing to Ashe, who was already holding the ice bow on the ground and trying to stand up again, "Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh what a wonderful word, I like it so much."

"But I don't like it." Ashe finally supported the ground with the ice bow again. She shook her hair and looked at Rengar who was very proud, with her eyes as calm and clear as ever.

"I have to say, you are too disobedient." Rengar's eyes turned cold. He rubbed his hands and raised his paws high again.

This time, no ice arrows would freeze him.

As for the old guy who had already raised his staff...

Our great Mr. Kalsas had already stopped his movements when Rengar roared into the sky. He seemed to have sniffed the smell of the air and once again showed the fanatical look that could penetrate the night.

The wind and snow continued to roar. Ashe was almost dead.

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During the snowstorm in Frelljod.

In the distant south, the war academy, the full moon is in the sky, and the cicadas are still chirping.

The ground was filled with people's voices and the lights were bright and wine. Underground, the institute was still cold walls, with cold and dazzling lights.

This is a large room full of magic crystals, with some pictures floating on those magic crystals.

Lalivash looked at the scenes silently with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

The other researchers in the room had been cleaned up, leaving Hudson who was still operating the complex programs in front of the magic crystals.

In the empty room, only the noisy button sounds were left.

"No, no, no, no, can't do this." Lalivash, who had been silent all the time, suddenly made a sound, "Stop him, Hudson."

Hudson, who had been lowering his head, was slightly stunned. Although he didn't know why Lalivash wanted to stop this, he intuitively said that this matter would definitely be unfavorable to him. "Speaker, we have been observing the seeds for so many years and have never interfered with him. You must know that he is very alert. Once it is interfered, you can only control it completely, otherwise..."

"I said to stop him." Lalivash repeated, not much emotion in his words, but it was cold to Hudson's bones for no reason.

"Yes." Hudson gave up his rebuttal and gently pressed a button.

The next moment.

A roar that was still snowing thousands of miles away sounded a more terrifying roar than before.

The sound directly destroyed Ashe's body, swept her more than ten yards away, and buried it in the snow that was raised again.

Rengar, who suddenly went crazy, hugged his head and rolled and roared wildly on the snow: "Who, what, is in my body?"

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I wrote it early today, and I still have time to watch a movie or something.
Chapter completed!