Few people know what sacrifices the Queen made in order to gain strength. Her ambitions cannot be restrained by mere flesh.
Now her body can finally be freed from the shackles, and her soul can be sublimated and repaired. When her majesty will return, frost will flood the world.
——Ren Rui Judgment Sacrifice
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"Have you got your blood?"
After a brief silence, Lissandra, who had skipped the topic, looked at Aslan and asked. She was now eager to strengthen his physical fitness through rituals.
Only the stronger the power of Aslan, the more soul power will be fed back to her through the contract. This will have a greater impact on the time when it comes to Tonya and allow her to restore her body's activity earlier.
"Yes." Aslan took out the dragon blood he got from Elise and put it in her hand.
"Oh - the strength is pretty good, you are such a lucky little guy."
The corners of Lissandra's mouth tilted up in a slight arc, and she very cleverly performed some charming and sultry moves. She played with the small bottle of blue crystal blood in her hand, and felt a power from the deep sea: "Where did you get it from?
Coming?"
"In the hands of a spider." Aslan looked into her eyes and spoke in an understatement, but what he said made Lissandra even more interested.
"Noxus is really a magical place. There are so many strange things. This is the blood of the Immortal. It is good for you and that girl."
"Compared to this, Witch Queen, I have a question." She pinched the foot of "Donia" stretched out on her leg very naturally. The hidden message in Aslan's words and his demeanor made Lissandra
His demeanor also became serious.
"Oh, this is the first time you have asked me for an explanation~"
Lissandra glanced at Aslan and did not refuse her gift to him.
"The power of immortality, I need a medium to let the leader of Noxus know the power of immortality." Aslan looked at the possessed Lissandra and said in a serious tone, "This may be related to what I am visiting today.
Success, failure and results.”
The carriage rushed down the driveway at high speed. He described the information he knew about Darkwill to Lissandra, and also told her his plan.
"You mean, you want to take advantage of his desire for immortality to prescribe the right medicine?" The warm fragrance filled the carriage, the curtains of the carriage were lowered, and the dragon lizards wearing armor brought up a large amount of cold air as they ran freely, [Ice Vein]
Lissandra used the power of "Control" herself and immediately controlled the bodies and consciousness instincts of these creatures.
She was very satisfied with her current experience and was leaning quietly in Aslan's arms. "Donia's" plump and excessive body shook out in dizzying arcs with the movement of the carriage, like a round wheel.
The full moon in the night sky makes people unable to help but admire its crystal beauty when looking up.
"Aslan, do you want to taste the rich and sweet fruit? This is a gift from the Queen." She couldn't make any further movements in the carriage, and Lissandra didn't want to mess up Aslan's clothes and go there.
It's not troublesome to help him take care of it, but your precious time is more important. "I don't think you can refuse."
"Tonia" is very big, the biggest big sister Aslan has ever seen, both in age and size.
The plump and heavy flesh may be due to his regular exercise. He stands tall and has a perfect posture without falling at all, like a finely carved work of art.
Aslan's appreciative gaze made Lissandra feel more satisfied. She groaned comfortably, then straightened up and put the delicious cherry into the eyes of her swearer. "Do you need to taste it?
She looks so delicious."
"Of course, I never refuse your gift to me."
...
"You have been in Freljord for such a long time, I think you have some research on this aspect of magic."
After a while, Aslan, who was holding Tonya in his arms, tried his best to consider his tone so as not to let Lissandra feel that his words were talking about her age, "Of course, I'm not talking about your age, you know
, I like those who are more mature, especially those who are overly mature like you, who always make people feel the kind of deep and precipitated beauty."
"Smooth words and seductive words..."
The crimson color on "Donia's" face was mixed with some beads of sweat. Aslan didn't understand why she was sweating even though she was possessed by Lissandra. It was really strange.
"You know, this meeting is very important to me. I need a winning bargaining chip." Aslan hugged "Donia"'s waist, his tone was extremely serious, "If what I predict is good,
Next, Noxus may launch a war against the Freljord."
"Where did you get all this information?"
Lissandra was becoming more and more interested in Aslan. Although she had been staying by his side and he had not had contact with many people, he knew so many unknown secrets and information. She was thinking, is it?
There is someone like her who is also influencing Aslan.
Just like Mrs. Lestana, who is always shrouded in a layer of fog.
Lissandra, who felt more and more like this was a possibility, thought about it for a moment, then she raised her hands to hold Aslan's face, her eyes full of curiosity.
"What's wrong with you?" Aslan was confused by Lissandra's action.
"A little ritual, my little Aslan." After Lissandra finished speaking, she chanted a spell and left a hidden blue lip mark on his forehead.
After doing this, she took out a trapezoidal hexahedron from somewhere and placed it in the palm of her hand.
The small trapezoidal hexahedron is almost entirely made of perfect ice. It not only exudes a huge chill, but also shines with purple luster, and there are Valhalla runes on each side.
"?,?,?,?,?,?"
Six runes form a ritual language, "A surge transformed by frost."
"What is this?" Aslan asked, holding the small rune stone in his hand. He felt the strong aura of mana on this small piece of rune stone.
"A simple version of a transformation ritual jewelry, or a degraded version of a catalytic rune, which uses the surge of magic to heal the body at all times." Tonya, who was possessed by Lissandra, pouted her red lips slightly as she spoke, "According to
From your description, I think this is what you need?"
"Yes, it doesn't take long, it just needs to be able to maintain the stability of the body."
Aslan already knew that Lissandra understood what he meant, and he kept this "gift". This would be his best bargaining chip to visit Darkwill, and more importantly, the next step for Noxus
Possibly using troops against the Freljord would be his best chance to increase his strength.
The chess piece of Sejuani has been buried long ago. Noxus's conquest of the Freljord will of course fail, and this failure will tear off the thread of the straw.
As the carriage moved forward along the road, the silhouette of the black hall of the Everlasting Fortress gradually became visible.
With one more chip in his hand, Aslan was even more looking forward to today's meeting. He raised his riding whip high, then lowered it at high speed, sending the carriage forward quickly amid the exploding whips.
Ignoring the guards who were checking along the way, he was not much hindered by the badge hanging on the carriage pulled by the dragon lizard. Apparently the guards on duty today seemed to have heard something, and they all paid attention to the carriage passing in front of them.
The order issued by Darkwill was conveyed through the hands of General Du Cacao, and a character appeared again in the family of Lady Lestana, the bloody baroness, and he was also a prince.
Although some people speculated on the relationship after seeing the carriage, most of the nobles chose to keep silent.
Slowing down the speed of the carriage, Aslan let it slowly pass through three huge three-hole arches, and then stopped in front of the steps of the Immortal Fortress.
A thousand steps, more than 300 steps, the spiral staircase winding upward is called the Path of Glory.
The black tone makes the fortress mysterious and majestic, and the walls on both sides of the stairs are covered with reliefs and spikes, showing the cruelty of the rise of the ancient Noxians, as well as the hardships of adhering to brave strategies and keeping the legacy of future generations.
The sharp claws of the dragon lizard scratched the ground with a sharp sound, breaking the solemnity and silence in front of the Immortal Fortress. The upright guards standing under the black stone wall were attracted by the cold carriage, and they all stared at it.
Aslan stepped out of the carriage with a smile, and Tonya stopped in the carriage to wait for him.
He held the letter in his hand and moved forward. After checking it, an officer with the rank of major immediately mounted his mount and went in to report.
He stood straight on the spot, quietly waiting for Darkwill's summons.
The soldiers around looked at this young and outrageous guy and curled their lips, feeling that he didn't look like a pure Noxian man at all.
Not only did he not have an axe, he didn't even have much of a beard. This chapter has been completed!