Void Beetle Evolution Guide

After the nuclear explosion-like light disappeared, the huge body of the ice dragon also disappeared. Kaisa and Ashe searched everywhere, and finally found a pale figure on a piece of floating ice.

Chapter 245 I, the Wild Hunter, love to punish those self-righteous women

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On the broken lake surface, a piece of floating ice was floating slowly, and on it lay Portier, who had turned into a human form.

Kassadin and Ashe walked side by side towards the ice floe and stood quietly on the shore, waiting for Sephyre to use her huge claws to stir the lake water so that the ice floe carrying Portier would slowly come ashore.

She had endured so long under Safi's torture without fainting, and now she was lying naked on her side on the ice. Snowflakes were floating on her perky buttocks and smooth back, making her look as tempting as if they were covered with icing sugar.

In Runeterra, when dragons transform into human form, they do not seem to be able to do as they please, but will instead reflect their original appearance characteristics to a certain extent.

Just like Portier in front of him, his original form was a giant dragon covered with white hair, but as expected, he turned into a white-haired queen.

The silver-white hair and Ashe's white hair dyed by the Avarosa Bow cannot be said to be exactly the same, but they can be said to be exactly the same.

The long silver-white hair, as bright as moonlight, was spread wantonly on the ice floes, and every strand of hair was sparkling with tiny light, as if it was woven by the ice and snow goddess herself.

Kasha squatted down and turned his body over. Her two soft and elastic white cotton balls trembled and shook, breaking the stagnation and silence around her. She moved her eyes away from his chest and abdomen with some displeasure and carefully examined Portier's face.

Her skin is whiter than snow, with a slight chill, as if carved from thousands of years of ice; her delicate eyebrows are like two light willow leaves, perfectly embedded in the smooth forehead; her eyes are tightly closed, and her long and thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her eyelids; her nose is high and straight with graceful lines, like the steep peak of a snow-capped mountain, revealing an innate pride; her lips are red without any makeup, and slightly pouted, as if telling a silent grievance.

As a dragon incarnation, her body shape is no different from that of an ordinary person. She is not as tall as Saifei, nor does she have that extraordinary physical strength. She is slender and tall, with smooth and soft lines. Although she is unconscious, there is still a hint of coldness and arrogance between her eyebrows.

"She's still an ice beauty. Someone is lucky enough to have her." Kassa curled her lips and rolled her eyes.

"She is quite pretty when she is not noisy." Ashe looked confused. She did not understand the deeper meaning of Kaisa's words. She just gave her own evaluation based purely on her appearance.

"Hmph." Suddenly, a deafening jet of air rang out, breaking the tranquility around.

Sephiroth lifted his huge paw from the lake and positioned it just above Portil.

The cold lake water cascaded down the thick fingertips of the sea dragon, like a small waterfall. Seeing this, Kassadin and Ashe quickly stood up and hid far away, fearing that they would be affected by the sudden "water curtain". The unconscious Portier was not so lucky. He was soaked from head to toe by the lake water and instantly became a drowned chicken.

As an ice dragon, Portier is not afraid of the cold at all, but now that she has turned into a human form, her resistance to cold has been greatly weakened.

What Saifei did really made her experience the feeling of winter swimming in the snow and ice. She had not felt the cold for a long time, and the shock of the cold lake water made her shiver violently and she woke up instantly.

"Who dares to throw cold water on me?! I'm so pissed! I'm going to make you into an ice sculpture to decorate my nest!!"

The iceberg beauty woke up with a scream, and yelled in shock and anger. As soon as she opened her mouth, it was like a glacier collapse. Her wet hair made her look extremely embarrassed, and her cold and arrogant temperament disappeared without a trace.

However, her voice suddenly stopped the next moment, just like a goose that was screaming at the top of its lungs but was strangled by the neck, and all the sounds were forcibly suppressed.

Because her sight met the incomparably huge dragon pupil without warning, the vertical pupil that was ready to devour anyone emitted a deep cold light, and did not conceal its disgust towards her at all.

Portier recognized that these were Sephy's eyes, and was frightened by the powerful sense of oppression for a moment, but she soon realized that something was wrong.

"Has the size of this dragon pupil increased?"

Full of doubt, she looked down and was immediately blinded by two large and plump balls. There was a drop of water hanging on the pink nipple, which was slowly freezing into ice in the sub-zero temperature.

She stood there in a daze, her mind in a mess, struggling to digest the fact that she was forced to become a human. Then a strong and unreasonable shame overwhelmed her like a surging tide. She hurriedly raised her arms to cover her chest tightly, trying to hide the unspeakable embarrassment and embarrassment.

"I am a majestic dragon! How dare you, lowly human, turn me into such a humiliating appearance?! Change me back now!!!"

Feeling both ashamed and angry, Portier lost all her composure in an instant. Her face flushed red with anger and embarrassment. She completely ignored the fact that she was under the gaze of Sephy's huge eyes like copper bells. She bared her teeth, roared, and waved her arms wildly in the air.

He kept kicking with his legs, rolling back and forth on the floating ice, splashing pieces of ice. His voice became sharp and hoarse due to his excitement, echoing in the empty ice lake, as if he wanted to roar out all the grievances and resentment in his heart.

"Plop" sound.

No one touched her. She rolled around on the ice and lost her balance, falling into the icy lake.

"Can you please be quiet?" The impatient voice of the Wild Hunt echoed in Portier's mind: "It's the same few words over and over again. My ears are getting callused from hearing them."

"Gurgle gurgle..." The aggrieved Portier was about to retort as if he had found an outlet to vent, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the cold lake water poured into his lungs madly, and the words he wanted to say turned into a series of swallowing sounds.

"As a dragon, you can still drown. Isn't that shameful?" The Wild Hunter showed no mercy. The sarcastic words once again drilled into Portier's mind, like sharp ice knives, piercing her self-esteem.

This time, Portier learned her lesson. She closed her mouth tightly, but in her heart she was frantically making excuses: she was in such a mess because she was not used to this fragile and unfamiliar human body.

The strong survival instinct was like a burning flame, igniting in her heart. To prove herself, she had to get back on the ice. So, she tried her best to tame her unfamiliar limbs and paddled hard, trying to swim towards the shore.

However, because she fell into the water too hastily, she did not have time to store much oxygen. After struggling a few times, the feeling of weakness due to lack of oxygen came like a tide. She felt dizzy, the light in front of her eyes became dimmer and dimmer, and her limbs gradually became extremely heavy.

A terrible thought was circling wildly in her mind: Was she really going to be the first dragon to drown?

At this moment, Portier felt something spreading along her body surface, and in a blink of an eye, it wrapped her from head to toe, isolating her from the cold and the lake water.

Portier felt that he could breathe again, and quickly grabbed this life-saving straw. He subconsciously covered the "protective layer" wrapped around his head with both hands, greedily taking in big gulps of precious oxygen.

"Although your mouth stinks, this body is very beautiful." The Wild Hunter's teasing and playful voice sounded in Portier's mind again.

As soon as she finished speaking, Portier began to feel the "skin" on her body begin to move, as if a pair of invisible hands were playing with the balls of suet on her chest, kneading them into various shapes.

"You bastard! How dare you humiliate me like this! When I turn back into a dragon, I will tear you into pieces!" Realizing that all this was the "masterpiece" of the Wild Hunt, Portier's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.

She was just feeling grateful for being rescued, but now she was roaring in anger, twisting her body wildly to try to get rid of the humiliating force, and her hands were constantly tearing at the skin armor on her body.

But I didn't expect that human nails are so useless. They can't even tear a hole in the skin nails. Instead, they break because of excessive force. Blood oozes from the fingertips, bringing waves of excruciating pain.

"If you don't want to live, I'll take off my helmet?" the Wild Hunt threatened.

"Damn it...change me back!" Portier didn't want to experience the feeling of choking on water again. This human body was so fragile that she could hardly imagine.Mei, I think Lin is not available, and Lin is available...

"What right do you, a prisoner of war, have to make demands? I'll let you go when I'm tired of playing with you."

Portier was angry and anxious, but she didn't dare to "fall out". She didn't know how to turn back into a dragon, so she could only let the Wild Hunt take advantage of her body.

She felt indescribable humiliation when she thought that her majestic and noble dragon had been forced to become the appearance of a lowly and fragile woman, and was being played with like a toy.

This feeling of falling from the top to the bottom of the valley, and having her dignity wantonly trampled upon, made her gnashing her teeth in hatred. But apart from silently cursing in her heart, she had no ability to resist at all and could only endure it all in humiliation.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Stop asking stupid questions like this, isn't this obvious? Or do you not even understand this kind of thing?"

Facing the dragon, Pothil, the Wild Hunt didn't think he had anything that could impress her. Unlike Sephy, this guy didn't have a strong desire to become a human. Becoming a human was only endless humiliation for her, so the Wild Hunt had no choice but to give her the humiliation.

The Wild Hunt hadn't tasted the dragon lady yet, so he didn't dare to easily take the lead with someone like Sephy, who was chasing after him and had a strong sexual desire. Otherwise, once Sephy got addicted, he wouldn't have enough time to exploit Lady Yashika even if he had endless stamina. As for someone like Portier who could be thrown away after use, he didn't have any psychological burden, so he tried it first.

He stretched out his tentacles and drilled into the dragon lady's vagina. Just as he was about to advance into the dragon palace, a huge claw suddenly grabbed Portil and took them away from the cold lake.

Saifei's move was really disappointing, so the Wild Hunt had no choice but to threaten Portier fiercely: "Portier, you are just an unarmed woman now. If you want to turn back into a dragon, you better bear it. No matter what I do to you, don't show any abnormality in front of others."

"Oh, you think I will cooperate with you? Don't even think about it! You disgusting monster, even if I die, I will never do what you ask! I will let everyone know how despicable and shameless you are, and you will have nowhere to hide!"

"That's fine. I love punishing self-righteous women the most." The Wild Hunter said indifferently. After all, he was not the one who was embarrassed.

Chapter 246 Let’s Tie Him Up

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Sephy used her claws to pull Portier out of the icy lake, and casually threw him on the ice, while changing back to human form. As the sea dragon's mountainous figure disappeared, the space of the icy lake suddenly became much wider.

Portier struggled to get up, her chest heaving violently with anger and humiliation, and every breath was filled with hatred.

The Wild Hunt untied his helmet, and the cold wind, carrying moisture, instantly engulfed Portier. As soon as her wet hair touched her face, the biting wind whistled past her, and she was so cold that her teeth chattered, and her whole body shivered in the cold wind.

She felt with horror that her hair began to freeze from the roots, and the fine ice quickly spread, and every strand of hair seemed to be soaked in frost. In the blink of an eye, her scalp seemed to be tightly imprisoned by a layer of cold iron armor, and she lost most of her consciousness, as if she no longer belonged to herself.

"Despicable human!" Portier cursed with gnashing teeth, his voice trembling with uncontrollable anger, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. "You dare to do this to me, aren't you afraid that Lissandra's army will flatten Rakstak?"

"You guy, even after turning into a human form you are still so noisy. I really want to slap you and make you faint." Sefi's tall figure slowly walked out of the wind and snow, looking down at Portier condescendingly. A pair of dark blue dragon eyes emitted a chilling and shocking light, as if they could see through every bit of Portier's fear.

As Sephy approached, Portier subconsciously took a half step back. The strong pressure from the depths of her soul was like an invisible mountain, which made her breathless and filled her heart with deep fear. Her mind told her that she should not be afraid of this seemingly human being in front of her, but her body seemed to be out of control and instinctively retreated, completely ignoring her orders.

Portier was convinced that only her own kind could understand the humiliation she was experiencing and share her pain. So, she gritted her teeth and summoned up the courage to ask back, "You! Why do you want to be a running dog for humans? Where is your pride as a dragon?!"

"You need to understand the situation first. You are the one who was fooled by a few humans and brought shame to the dragon race." Saifei responded coldly, her voice without a trace of warmth, as if Portier's questioning was just a joke. She lowered her head slightly, and the light in her eyes became colder and colder. "Don't attribute your incompetence to others. Face the reality. You are just a poor creature who is at the mercy of others."

"You dragon traitor! You are willing to stoop to be in the same boat with lowly humans. You are unworthy of being a dragon!!" After hearing this, Portier was so angry that he trembled all over.

"I won't give in like this!" she screamed, "No matter how you humiliate me, I will do everything I can to regain my strength and make you pay for what you did today!"

There was a gleam of determination in her eyes. Even though she was in a desperate situation, the pride and dignity of being a dragon still burned brightly in her heart and refused to go out.

However, this enthusiasm was immediately extinguished by the cold reality.

"Don't pay attention to her. I have sealed her ability to transform. She is not much stronger than an ordinary person. Let's all go back and continue our feast. It should be edible if we heat it up." The Wild Hunter gestured casually, not taking the angry Dragon Lady seriously at all.Mei I think Lin Youkong is not Lin Youyong......

Of course, it is impossible for a dragon to be transformed into a human and tortured to death, but as long as Portier is not forced into a desperate situation, generally speaking, she cannot break through the restrictions and transform back into a dragon, so she is not a threat.

Hearing what the Wild Hunt said, Portier immediately panicked. He knew that his isolated situation was becoming increasingly dangerous, so he shouted loudly: "Don't listen to him, he wants you to let your guard down so that he can torture me secretly!"

The panicked voice echoed across the ice field, trembling with a hint of despair.

"Oh, our Black Ice Queen is actually begging for mercy from humans. Where has your unparalleled pride gone?"

The cold and sarcastic voice of the Wild Hunt rang out like thunder in Portier's mind. At the same time, a pair of invisible hands fell on her sensitive body without any warning. Without any warning, her delicate buttocks were pinched fiercely, and the force seemed to squeeze out all the pride in her body.

Portier's body tensed up instantly, her eyes widened, filled with anger and disbelief. She could never have imagined that she would suffer such humiliation under the eyes of others.

"Why, does it hurt now? You can't even bear this little pain? You're a dragon. Where's the powerful strength you've always boasted about? Could it be that it disappeared without a trace along with your dignity?" The Wild Hunter continued to taunt, his voice becoming more and more harsh, as uncomfortable as fingernails scraping against glass.

But this sarcasm made her dare not make any sound.

She had to admit that the Wild Hunt was right. A proud dragon should not ask humans for help even if it was dying. Otherwise, what was the difference between this and the servile Saphi? She could never become a dragon traitor like Saphi!

Portier didn't realize that she had fallen into a self-proving trap. Just a few words from the Wild Hunt made her endure humiliation according to the high standards of a dragon. She didn't realize that she was just a fragile and sensitive woman and would never be able to hold on to the end.

Deep down in her heart, she still hoped that a few people would find their conscience and stop the Wild Hunt.

Unexpectedly, they all looked as if they were used to it, and Saifei, who was from the same tribe as her, even added insult to injury.

"This guy really needs to be disciplined. He is bringing shame to the dragon clan." Saifei took out a rusty anchor from somewhere. The iron chain was as thick as Portier's forearm. She gestured at her a few times and said eagerly, "Use this to tie him up. Even if something unexpected happens and he turns back into a dragon, he won't be able to break free for a while."

"You--" Portier was so furious that his words were choked by anger and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a while.

"That's not good." Ashe stopped her. A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in Potil's heart, and she immediately cast her hopeful eyes towards the war mother. She had also heard of Ashe's deeds, and it was said that the war mother could tolerate even her enemies and was a person of great love. However, Ashe's next words were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart again.

Ashley changed the subject, shook her head and said, "The anchor is still too heavy. It will suffocate her. When we get back, I'll have someone replace it with a new one. If one is not enough, we can add a few more."

"It must be freezing to death if it is tied with an iron chain in the middle of winter. If it hadn't been accidentally licked with the tongue, wouldn't it have stuck to it?" Kassa raised an eyebrow. Ever since coming to Freljord, she has been curious whether this was true.

"You are right, but considering that the opponent is a dragon, we should give him enough respect." Ashe said seriously.

After hearing what Ashe said, Portier immediately roared hysterically in his heart.

She doesn't want such "respect"! Why? !

What upset her the most was that Ashe was not teasing her on purpose, but she truly felt that tighter confinement was worthy of her status as a dragon.

Chapter 247: The Dragon Lady Who is Hated by Everyone and Dogs

Following the Wild Hunt's suggestion, several people turned around and left, ready to go back and continue enjoying the banquet that was not yet over.

Portier stood where he was, his feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, refusing to move an inch no matter what.

Sephy saw through her thoughts at a glance, knowing that she wanted to take this opportunity to slip away. Without saying a word, he held Portier under his arm like a chicken and strode towards the city.

Along the way, Portier kept making a fuss, clamoring to raze Lakstak to the ground and kill all the Avarosans to vent his hatred, and his curses were as harsh as they could be.

"This girl is too noisy. Does anyone of you have something to stuff in her mouth? Something like smelly socks will do." Halfway through the journey, Sephy couldn't stand Portier's noise anymore, so she stopped and turned to ask the people she was traveling with, her tone full of impatience.

Before anyone else could respond, Portier immediately yelled again like a tinderbox: "If you dare to stuff socks in my mouth, I will put all of you in a sack and throw you into the stinky troll den as snacks!"

"I don't have any smelly socks, but I do have some that have never been worn." Kasha answered expressionlessly. After all the trouble she had gone through, she had long been numb to Portier's fierce and harsh words, and there was no ripple in her heart.

At this time, the three of them were wearing Void Skin Armor, and they couldn't even put together a small piece of cloth, let alone socks. And how could a beautiful girl have stinky socks? If she did, she wouldn't be a beautiful girl.

However, she placed some spare clothes in the insect nest space, which she could take out for emergency use.

"I'd better let her shut up." Seeing that Kassadin really took out the socks, the Wild Hunter quickly stopped her. He didn't want to do anything to a mouth stuffed with socks, unless it was a ball of sexy stockings.

"Portier." The voice of the Wild Hunt sounded in Portier's mind, with an irresistible coldness.

"What do you want to do again?!" Portier responded vigilantly, his voice still full of anger and vigilance.

"We are about to enter the city. If you still care about your pitiful dignity, then shut up." The Wild Hunt said slowly, his tone full of threats, "Otherwise, I will tell everyone that you are the defeated and captured ice dragon. By then, people who come to see you will surely break through the door. It won't be long before the whole Freljord knows that the noble Black Ice Queen was captured by a few small humans and became a prisoner."

"You! You are so vicious—" Portier was so angry that she was shaking all over. She was choking back the words that came to her lips. She knew in her heart that the Wild Hunt would definitely do such a thing.

"If you don't believe me, let's wait and see." The Wild Hunt said this and ignored Portier.

Portier was filled with anger and resentment, realizing that if he continued to make such a fuss, he would really lose face and bring disgrace to the entire Freljord.

When she thought of the terrible consequences, she felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured on her, and her anger was instantly extinguished.