There is a corridor in the door.

A corridor that is as beautiful as the gate does not belong to any style on the mainland. It does not have the extremely exquisite hollow windows on the west coast of Demacia and the open zenith that can accept the invincible sunlight, nor does it have the barbaric aesthetic of hanging axes and swords on the walls like Noxus, nor does it have the magical and technological design that is represented by Piltwolf, which is a habit of decorating mechanical parts on the corridor walls.

It is rough and simple like a natural deep cave eroded by time. It has nothing except that it has not been disturbed by others for hundreds of years and has accumulated thick dust like snow here.

The cave is very long.

Chen Senran and Lao Du walked for five minutes, but still did not see the exit. Through the little fire light in their fingertips, they saw nothing but the endless darkness in the distance, and there was only dust in the sky and the earth.

The cave is very stuffy.

In the deep cave, there was no other sound except for the slight sound of stepping on the thick dust underground. It was dull and weird, as if walking in a decayed tomb that had been sleeping for hundreds of years. If an ordinary person had been walking in it for a long time, he would probably have some psychological problems.

I have to say that this is really a bad enough place. It is hard for Chen Senran to imagine what the little girl would be like if she didn't have her here without her.

The only thing that is fortunate is that the footprints were not lost. Although there was no snow in the cave, those footprints could continue to spread forward on the heavy dust.

"Did you find it?" At this time, Lao Du, who had been walking side by side with him, suddenly spoke, breaking the dullness and silence of the entire cave.

"The footprints are starting to be irregular." Although Chen Senran was worried about Little Annie, his observation ability did not weaken, but instead became more detailed.

In fact, he discovered this situation from a breath before. The footprints in front were originally very neat. Except for the small footprints that obviously belonged to Little Annie, the other footprints were closely connected together, with one footprint overlapping one footprint. Except for the different sizes of the feet, it was like a person stepped on it.

This fully demonstrated the well-trained training of the thousand Demacia elites, but also indirectly told Chen Senran that their condition was normal, so little Annie should be safe.

But just a moment ago, he found that the footprints were no longer neat, and all the footprints were mixed together, like a group of people walking aimlessly. And judging from the messy range of the footprints, the people were staggering inexplicably.

This is an extremely dangerous signal, which means they encountered an unknown attack. Chen Senran believed that the swords and swords could not make the group of Demacian men chaotic.

Only spiritual attacks can make them mess up.

After all, no matter how strong their will is, they are human beings.

Under the curse of the legendary Frost Queen...

Thinking of this, Chen Senran didn't dare to think about it anymore. He just wanted to go faster. His breath was completely messed up. His barely suppressed mania erupted again. He growled and ran wildly. The flames in his body condensed on his legs again. The sudden burst of power brought a raging storm in the dull tomb.

He could no longer hold back his anger. He had to rush out of this damn place in the shortest time and shout out Little Anne's name.

He had no choice but to care about so much. He had previously considered the unknown danger that shouting might cause in the darkness, but instead put Little Anne in danger.

Now, he just wants the girl to hear her voice and tell her that I'm here.

Lao Du didn't say a word, he also ran with Chen Senran. His previously consumed energy has recovered a little at this moment. His speed is enough to keep up with Chen Senran. His hand quietly clasped the sheathless knife hidden in his arms.

Beauty under the moon.

A bloody battle.

In the dull and long cave, two men ran forward towards the boundless darkness that could lead to hell.

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The end of the corridor finally appeared in Chen Senran's eyes. The flame at his fingertips had already been extinguished, so he could clearly see the dim moonlight leaking in the boundless darkness ahead.

It was as bright as the first wool light when the world first opened, breaking through all the haze and fear, which made Chen Senran breathe a sigh of relief.

But before his breath completely dissipated from his throat, he swallowed the remaining half of the breath back.

Because he saw a man, a man wearing blue and white armor lying in that only moonlight, the pale moonlight shone out his dead face, pale like a statue.

Demacia's fearless stormtroopers, who should have protected Little Anne.

Chen Senran's footsteps stopped before the statue. He squatted down and stared at the face that was originally cold and sharp as a knife, which was now without any vitality. "Where is Anne?"

The other party did not respond. Although he opened his eyes, he seemed to have not seen himself at all. His eyes were full of blank spaces. He looked straight at the dusty wall opposite, as if there was some truth there.

Chen Senran grabbed the other party's armor without hesitation and slapped hard at the other party's face. The force was an unreserved and full force, even causing the other party's face to make a slight shattering sound.

This blow started to bleed on the corner of his mouth. He finally had a slight reaction. He seemed to feel no pain, but just looked at Chen Senran with his empty eyes.

"Cold..." A long time later, he finally squeezed out a cold word from his throat. The tremor that was dry and painful to the extreme made the air around him three more cold.

Chen Senran was not satisfied with the answer at all. He raised his hand again. He didn't care whether his slap would kill the Demacian man in front of him. He just wanted to use greater force to stimulate his nerves and make him awake even for a moment.

Just as his palm was about to bombard the Demacian's face again, Chen Senran felt a cold inexplicably. He subconsciously threw the Demacian on the ground, as if he was throwing a poisonous snake that could jump up and bite him at any time.

The next moment, a layer of frost surged out from the empty eyes of the Demacian man, spreading and frozen his entire body.

He hit the wall behind him heavily, shaking off the dust on the wall, revealing a corner of the wall carved with frost. In the broken moonlight, the frost on the wall was hideous like the teeth of a devil.

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