Gods do not need believers, but believers need gods.
——Onn(bushi)
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Lissandra almost never rested, especially after Aslan came to the north, she became particularly alert and sensitive.
Standing in her private room, she looked up at the circular ceiling of the sky, which had many windows. The runes engraved on the windows could control the energy of many celestial bodies.
With great effort, Lissandra pressed the black sun that had swallowed up countless clones of her to the horizon in the dream, and Lissandra's last bit of consciousness returned. In this way, she had contained the sleeping void for many years.
She also gradually became lonely and numb!
However, as Aslan grew older, and as her connection with Aslan deepened through dreams, Lissandra found that her spiritual world infected by black ice seemed to be slowly changing.
She felt an even greater light from the sun on Aslan, which seemed to be gradually suppressing the black sun in her dream.
Twenty years ago, she followed the vision that appeared from the starry sky, and thousands of incarnations searched for it again and again from south to north, using war and death to extend all the attention she could.
Finally, she found Aslan in Noxus in the south ten years ago, who caused the sudden change in the starry sky that year, and has been quietly planning since then.
She was wondering if this spirit could penetrate a certain layer of obstacles and come to this world, then would it be any different or similar to the Void Monitor, and could she find a way to control the void from this aspect?
Therefore, ever since Aslan can remember, Lissandra has tried again and again to enter his dreams and slowly influence him, first preparing to contain him, then becoming understanding, until now Lissandra has gradually changed her thinking,
She prepares to raise Aslan.
Perhaps, she admitted in her heart that she saw some hope.
Through her own sight, Lissandra felt the slight anxiety in Aslan's heart, and she knew it was time for her to show up.
The influence of ten years, the cultivation of dreams for ten years, she really wanted to see the changes in the human being she had watched grow up.
Soon, thousands of coffin-shaped black icicles protruded from the snowy ground in the mountains. They were like giant black teeth, growing out of the snow. A surge appeared under Lissandra's feet.
The black ice led her to walk slowly in this unique formation of ice and stones.
Under the frosty moon and cold stars, under the dim blue auroral sky, although she was completely blind, the scene she saw in her heart was extremely clear. As long as she thought about it, nothing in the Freljord could escape her gaze and observation.
The snowstorm got worse, and Aslan also felt the strange movement of the totem pole in front of him.
Then, he saw what a woman looked like.
In other words, it is the shadow of a woman.
Light and shadow rose up from the black ice, converging on the top of the totem pole to form an extremely beautiful woman. The inexplicable fragrance gradually filled his nostrils along with the black ice.
Looking down at Aslan, Lissandra took off her hood, her gorgeous robe swept over her bare ankles and fell to the ground. Yurun's lovely feet gently stepped forward in the void, going down step by step, and then stood
in front of him.
The snowy hair covered her face and hid the lines of time on her face. However, she still showed no scruples about the scars and holes in her eyes, just like what she had done countless times in Aslan's dream.
as it appears.
The woman in front of her, who seemed to be formed by some kind of power, had a delicate face. Although her eyes were empty, when she looked down, Aslan could clearly see her slender, white neck that was as exquisite as porcelain.
In other words, although the unknown black robe on Lissandra's body conceals her whole body, you can feel her beauty just by looking at this beautiful neck. Continuing downward, the word "evidence" can describe the uniqueness of her body.
of fullness.
Obviously, Lissandra's clothes also had special powers, but while they tightly wrapped her slender figure, Aslan still saw the hem of her mage robe being blown by the strong wind.
A hint of scenery.
Due to the special angle, he even saw the black silk lining flashing through the white snow.
Obviously, Lissandra knew some of his preferences in his dream.
Silk stockings are also an epoch-making invention of great significance in Valoran.
The beautiful scenery only lasted for a moment. Aslan just raised his eyes and saw Lissandra's slender thighs were immediately covered by the hem of her skirt. The little sweetness disappeared in the playfulness, leaving only the wriggling black ice and nothing more.
Beautiful scenery too.
Although the real Lissandra is inside the fortress, the figure transformed by her magic seems to be no different from the real her. The field of magic is very broad. After living for such a long time, she has already become proficient in the use of magic.
Aslan calmed down and looked seriously at the Frost Witch who had affected his dreams for ten years.
Her skin looked a little pale, as if she had not seen the sun for many years.
Skinny, thin, lonely.
Her pale skin and hollow eyes completely reveal a strange, morbid and fragile beauty. At first glance, there is an urge to hold her in your arms.
However, Aslan, who traveled through time and understood the background, knew that Lissandra was not as simple as she seemed.
"I have been paying attention to you for a long time, and this is not the first time you have seen me, but your expression still looks a little surprised."
"Yes, your grace is frightening." Aslan knelt down on one knee and held Lissandra's hand stretched out to him, "But your beauty also makes Freljord's most sacred Ai
Nevia is eclipsed."
"In ten years, you have learned this kind of sweet talk?"
Lissandra felt the burning heat on her fingertips, and she took her frost shadow hand away from Aslan's palm without leaving any trace.
"All my glory goes to you, my lady."
Aslan looked at Lissandra, he did not hide that he came here to gain power, and Lissandra guided him to the north through dreams, so she definitely did not simply want to take a look at herself.
If you want to see it, she has seen it clearly enough and often enough in her dream.
Two people are each other.
Now, she must have a purpose in calling herself to Freljord.
Just like Naga Kapoulos, Iroh helped her preach, Nautilus helped her collect tithes, and even Volibear needed believers. Aslan felt that Lissandra had called him here, maybe he was
For some needs.
The faith of her followers gave the ancient gods endless faith. Lissandra had used various methods to control everything in the Freljord for so many years, and perhaps this was what she wanted to do.
"It seems you already know what I want to do, my dear Aslan?"
Lissandra looked at Aslan. Although she had seen many things in her dreams, in reality, the child in front of her seemed to have grown up.
Involuntarily, her tone became slightly more intimate. This chapter has been completed!