Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The design of the Frostguard Fortress is very grand. It is unknown how long this fortress has existed. It itself is almost as old as the Freljord, and even the ordinary stones used to build it were created by Lissandra's cold magic.

It took too long and turned into some kind of material with special magical properties.

Lissandra walked in front, she said nothing. The mage followed behind, hands behind his back, walking leisurely, as if he was here for an outing, rather than dealing with a problem that might threaten the entire Runeterra.

There was no one in the fortress. They walked through the cold corridors and there were no decorations, but they were not worthy of the history of the fortress. They came to a black and heavy door all the way, and Lissandra placed her hand on it.

, hesitated for a while.

"...I must remind you that doing this is extremely dangerous, and if you show even the slightest sign of being corrupted, I will freeze you immediately...Why are you laughing?"

He Shenyan said innocently: "Really? You heard wrong."

The Frost Witch took a deep breath, and she pushed open the door. There was nothing behind the door, and then Lissandra moved her fingers slightly.

Some kind of exquisite mechanism was immediately triggered. He Shenyan heard the sound of hinges and gears turning. After a while, an elevator that was obviously not a product of this era slowly rose up. They stood up, and the elevator moved in a kind of way.

Falling slowly.

In the process, the Frost Witch slowly spoke: "Some call them gods, some call them monsters... But no matter what kind they are, I must let them sleep in the perfect ice. You understand

Is this the point? Mage, maybe you are much stronger than me, but I have fulfilled my duty for tens of thousands of years... You'd better not come here to try to destroy it."

The mage smiled casually, looking very casual, and asked a strange question that had nothing to do with it: "Where do you usually sleep?"

Lissandra's fingers immediately tightened on the long skirt, pinching out wrinkles. Her light blue cheeks became a little pale at this moment.

"...You can see it."

"No, I knew it from the beginning."

The frivolous smile on He Shenyan's face finally disappeared. He looked at the Frost Witch's disappearing eyes and slowly spoke amidst the clicking sound of the descending elevator and the cold wind blowing from below.

"You never sleep, because you have more things to do when ordinary people need to rest. There is a price to pay for letting void creatures sleep, isn't it? But what is the price? You use the souls and illusions of mortals to make those

The monster is willing to sleep underground. But it is useless."

He began to do what he does best - laugh at others: "It's not easy to coax a monster to sleep. Let me guess, just before I arrived, you just brutally murdered a pair of sisters, right?

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"Their death and pain will be turned into painful memories under your magic, and finally they will be eaten by those monsters... It is so brave and stupid to put them to sleep in this way."

He almost ruthlessly destroyed Lissandra's tens of thousands of years of hard work: "What you did will only make them stronger, idiot. Do you think they are incapable of breaking free from your ridiculous ice?"

Lissandra's tone was a little weak: "...This is the only way."

"Yes, for you, this is indeed the only way." He Shenyan nodded calmly: "Otherwise, you would have been dead as early as the first time I saw you."

He put on that smile that Lissandra hated again: "But now, I'm here."

"Click-click."

The elevator made a noise and stopped. Without waiting for the Frost Witch to lead the way, He Shenyan walked out on his own. Everything he saw was black ice, and the cold air almost made the temperature here so high that it could freeze people to death in an instant.

, only Lissandra herself and the Iceborn who inherited the blood of the three sisters can move freely in such an environment.

Those huge Zhenbing are like intertwined fangs. They are growing wantonly everywhere in the cave below the fortress. A bright purple light radiates from the depths of the cave, accompanied by some kind of monotonous grunting sound.

Lissandra stood next to him with a pale face. Even though she had been here countless times, she still couldn't get used to this disgusting and disgusting smell. It was like gangrene attached to the bones, and like a terrible creature hiding in the gaps in the space.

Zhong looked at her with careful eyes, savoring whatever they needed.

"You fed them well." The mage's face has turned gloomy. The void sleeping in this cave is much more powerful than the one sleeping underground in Shurima. Everything has two sides. This woman's stupid behavior

Although it allowed the world to last for a long time, it also allowed them to grow a lot.

Footsteps began to sound in the cave, and together with the monotonous and repetitive grunting, they formed some kind of uncomfortable symphony. As they went deeper, He Shenyan's face gradually became calmer. At the end of the cave

, he stopped and looked down.

Looking down from his height, the abyss below seemed to be covered with some kind of greedy weeds or purple thorns - but this was impossible. No plant could survive in such an environment. It was ridiculous.

That's not life, that's the opposite of life. They climb step by step, twisting upward little by little, and the nearest one is almost at He Shenyan's feet.

"We're going down," Lissandra said.

But the mage ignored her and continued to look down. She frowned and looked at the mage, her heart suddenly filled with uneasiness, and she said again: "We want to go down."

This time, the mage finally reacted.

He turned his head stiffly, and an unknown purple light erupted from his eyes. Lissandra's heart suddenly tightened, and the power of ice that had been prepared was released in her hands, instantly surrounding the mage.

in.

But she didn't relax. Even with the power He Shenyan showed, the ice couldn't control him. Lissandra was filled with regret at the moment. She shouldn't have believed this warm-blooded man's statement that he could solve the void. He

Very strong, but now he has become the helper of the void.

But at this moment, He Shenyan saw another scene.

The Frost Witch lowered her head, her face lifeless. She was slowly pulled up like a rag doll. She was floating freely in the air, speaking an ancient language, and purple light radiated from her seven orifices.

Coming out, it faintly coincides with the purple light in the abyss below the cliff.

"It's my fault for expecting anything from you."

Shaking his head, a small piece of rock under him broke off from the main body, carrying him down slowly. The further he fell, the more obvious the malice became, but the mage had no reaction to it, and his face was calm.

When the rock completed its mission and brought the mage to the underground, the rock immediately transformed into some kind of life.

The originally rough and uneven surface has now become slippery and not full of mucus. Dozens of eyes are opened on it. They blink constantly, peeping at the mage who has his back turned to them, and their eyes keep turning. Dozens of them carry

Tentacles of frost magic stretched out from the rock, and they entangled each other to form four legs. At this moment, the mage turned his head.

A red light flashed by.

The evidence of the original existence of the rock was completely wiped out. He Shenyan turned his head. There was nothing in front of him, but the ground beneath his feet was shaking faintly.

He looked down and saw that the Zhenbing under his feet had changed from black to purple, and thick blood vessels were growing wantonly under it, covering the entire ground. A huge one-eyed eye was in the center of these blood vessels, looking at him motionless.

Concentrate.

"Are you looking at your mother?"

The mage used a rare curse word. The desire in this thing's eyes was really disgusting. He didn't have any hobbies for tentacles. He Shenyan believed that his aesthetics was very popular - that is, everyone loves beautiful things.

But the tentacles... Thank you for not being sensitive. Although he uses them very smoothly, human beings have double standards.

He snorted coldly and stamped his feet, and the ice shattered in an instant. At the same time, he slowly floated up, and those thick blood vessels burst out of the broken ice in an instant with bottomless desire.

, the frost magic from Lissandra shines with blue light at the top of the blood vessels.

The mage didn't even try to hide, and those vascular tentacles didn't even have the qualification to get close to him. However, they were chopped into charcoal by the golden thunder that emerged from behind him in just a moment. He glanced at the man who was still staring at him with disgust.

A huge one-eyed eye and countless golden thunder guns emerged from the shadows behind him.

"You like watching it, right?"

The golden thunder dyed his face the same color. Amidst the crackling sound of thunder and lightning, He Shenyan smiled maliciously: "I'll let you see enough!"

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finally reached.

Kedar's whole body ached, he was not an Iceborn. Although he killed countless Iceborn, Kedar was still a mortal. Without their extraordinary power, he could avoid the threat of wind and snow and physical fatigue.

This was inevitable. He sighed, stepped across the gap, and came to the valley.

The place where he is now is called Lake Stark, an inland island. The statue of Avarosa, one of the three sisters, stands on this island. After so many years, her statue still stands strong.

Here, facing a certain direction and staring.

Kedar remembers the story of Avarosa, and he remembers the stories of the three sisters very clearly. Lissandra, Serelda and Avarosa were born into a turbulent era, and each of them longed to master it.

The power of war has paid a heavy price.

Serelda tried to master the power of heaven, but lost her voice to the First Eyes, and Avarosa was deprived of her hearing in the face of the twisted darkness from under the world. As for the only remaining Lissandra

...Her disdain for mortals and ancient wild magic angered a primal god, who robbed her of her sight with his claws.

When people get old, they unconsciously recall the past. Kedar smiled silently, mocking his own sentimentality.

He didn't come here on a whim, but because he really had nowhere to go. Volibear has returned, which is a foregone conclusion. The cruel god never wanted to let his legend fade away easily, so he still lingers on the world, demanding

He brings sacrifices and blood to people and forces them to obey him. Those half-bears are the best example.

Which god would turn his followers into monsters like that?

Shaking his head, Kedar saw in front of him a long-abandoned village. This village had existed for a long time. He had been here when he was young, with the people of his tribe. At that time, they were chased by a huge direwolf.

Once here, Kedar and his brother found a cellar and hid in it, and survived.

The house may collapse, but the cellar will not. It will provide him with a shelter from the wind and rain, and with the ax in his hand, he can also melt the ice of the nearby lake. Use fish to survive the winter, and later

Make a plan. This is what he thinks. Kedar always takes it one step at a time.

With the ax swinging behind him, Kedar came to a collapsed abandoned house in the center of the village. He kicked the huge snowball in front of him with his feet. The snow slipped away in the shock, revealing the things covered by them.

The skull of a giant bear.

Staring into its empty eyes, Kedar nodded. Seeing this thing meant that he was on the right track. He continued to walk forward, but his eyes suddenly became serious.

He saw a line of small footprints stretching all the way to his destination.

Kedar tried to walk as gently as possible. He walked little by little to where someone's house once was. There was an obvious unnatural patch on the snow-covered ground. He stretched out his hand and pulled up the board. He let out a childish roar.

Erupting from the cellar, a little girl with white hair rushed out holding an ax that was obviously too big for her.

Her target was very clear, which was Kedar's neck. The soldier took a slight step back to avoid the sudden attack. He held the girl under his arm and took away her ax without mercy. The girl still

Refusing to give in, she yelled and cursed while trying to use her teeth to find the part of Kedar that was not wrapped in clothes.

Kedar looked at the one-handed ax in his hand, and there was a mark on the ax that he was very familiar with.

Winter's Claw.

Kedar's chest rose and fell twice, and his deep voice sounded: "Are you from Winter's Claw?"

The girl's resistance stopped for a moment, and then she began to struggle more violently.

Kedar put her on the ground and held her neck with one hand. He patiently exerted force to make her suffer and suffocate, but not to death. He whispered: "Answer the question."

The girl still didn't speak. She looked at Kedar with hatred in her eyes. There was nothing but hatred and anger on her immature face, without even a little bit of fear. Kedar loosened her fingers slightly so that she could speak.

A little bit of fresh air flowed through the girl's throat. She showed her small canine teeth and smiled disdainfully: "You can't get anything from me! The Frost Witch's dog!"

Kedar frowned and asked: "The Frost Guard attacked you?"

The girl will slowly come to her senses, yes. If this man was really a Frost Guard, he should have killed her the first moment they met, but he didn't. And he didn't wear the dark blue armor of those bastards.

"Aren't you a Frost Guard?"

Facing the girl's question, Kedar remained silent for a while before speaking: "...Kedar Lowe Darwell, have you ever heard of this name?"

The girl's eyes widened.

After a while.

She sat on the ground, devouring several fish that Kedar had caught. The scalding temperature did not dampen her enthusiasm for things at all, I have to say. Watching her eat reminded Kedar of the ice bear cubs.

.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Sejuani Winter's Claw." The girl raised her head and glanced at him, then immediately lowered her head and said vaguely: "Your name is wrong."

"What?"

"Your name is wrong." Sejuani swallowed the fish in her mouth and said, "You should be called Kedar Lo Darvill Winter's Claw. People in the tribe often mention you."

Kedar asked seemingly casually: "Oh? Really? What did they say about me?"

"Let me think about it...Uncle Skhir said you are his brother, but I don't believe it. If you are really that good at fighting, how could you have a younger brother who only drinks wine all day long? The best in the entire tribe

The inventory is all at his place, but he does have two brushes for fighting."

"Uncle Lindell, too. He and Uncle Schirker often talk about you when they are drunk, saying that you have never failed..."

Sejuani's narration gradually made Kedar fall into deep thought. A smile appeared on his lips inadvertently, and then quickly disappeared. When he came back to his senses, he happened to hear Sejuani's last words.

"...but why don't you come back?"

Kedar raised his head and looked into Sejuani's blue eyes, which were the proof of the Iceborn.

His lips trembled a few times, but fortunately the girl couldn't see it because of the beard. He said: "I once made an oath... A true warrior should not break his oath. This is why I left

s reason."

"What oath?"

Kedar avoided answering and asked another question: "Are you still following Volibear?"

"Are you talking about that bad-tempered god? No, we have not believed in him for a long time." Sejuani's expression became angry again, and she bared her teeth: "That abominable god requires us to go out even in a snowstorm.

He doesn't feel comfortable unless a few people die every day in battle. The priests in the tribe have been punished to death by him more than once."

"Yes, he is so cruel."

Kedar closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he seemed to have made up his mind: "Why were you separated from the tribe?"

"That night, the Frost Guard attacked us. I was sleeping in the tent, and then I heard the cry of killing. I rushed out with Xi Jian's grandmother's hand ax and wanted to help. But it was too dark and I couldn't see anyone. Then

It was just an explosion... When I woke up again, I only saw corpses everywhere."

Sejuani's eyes dimmed.

"Then you've been wandering alone until now?"

Sejuani didn't hear what he meant and thought he was laughing at her. The girl patted the snow beside her angrily and said, "I have to live!"