Void Beetle Evolution Guide

But as they went deeper into the cave, the entrance became wider, and the howling wind did not weaken at all. She put her arms in front of her face, and the silver hair behind her seemed to have escaped gravity and was almost blown parallel.

The ice crystal fragments hit his face, and it was as sharp as a thousand knives. However, this difficulty was not worth the Wild Hunter's effort. He was very comfortable watching the strong wind show the beautiful curves of several followers.

While climbing, Portier was careless for a moment and failed to control his body's center of gravity. He was blown backwards by the strong wind.

At the critical moment, a strong hand firmly supported her back. Portier turned his head and saw that it was Sephy who lent a helping hand in time.

This made Portier feel mixed emotions, as her pride as a dragon did not allow her to bow her head to express her gratitude, especially since the other party was the evil dragon that almost ate her.

So she chose to express her feelings in a proud way, shouting at the top of her lungs, the sound almost drowning out the raging wind.

"Watch your step! We are going up a slope. If you fall here, you will have to roll down the mountain and start climbing again!"

"Don't worry, just lead the way."

Kassadin behind her also shouted in response. She had encountered stronger wind resistance than this when running at high speed, but it was nothing to her.

She opened a void barrier in front of her to block the oncoming strong wind, and the wind resistance disappeared almost completely in an instant, as if she was walking on flat ground.

"Ahhh! Kaisa, help me! I can't walk anymore!"

Someone behind her grabbed Kassadin's arm tightly. She turned around and found that it was Ahri who was asking for help.

Her nine fluffy tails acted like a parachute, dragging down her steps. This made it difficult for her to overcome wind resistance that was several times greater than that of an ordinary person in order to move forward.

Kai'Sa couldn't bear it any more, so she could only ask her to follow closely and expand the barrier to cover her as well. Then Kai'Sa asked, "Talia, Ashe, do you need help?"

"No, climbing mountains is the easiest for me! Just have Ash come with me."

"It's troublesome."

Talia confidently guaranteed that there was no mountain she could not conquer, as long as it was not an iceberg.

She used her innate magic to create a stone bridge that continued to extend upwards, allowing herself and Ashe to lie on the bridge. They didn't even need to walk, and they easily caught up with Kassadin and the others.

Seeing this, Kassa couldn't help laughing, and then continued to concentrate on climbing this hollow mountain that looked like a horn.

Chapter 263: Ice Basement

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Kasa and her group walked forward along the slope with difficulty. The strong wind was like a surging tide, continuously washing over them, trying to knock them off the slope and roll them back to the foot of the mountain.

But they gritted their teeth, supported each other, and fought against the strong wind step by step. Finally, they successfully overcame the terrifying strong wind in the hollow mountain and came to a large open pit.

As soon as they entered the pit, everyone clearly felt that the wind was much weaker, which made their tense nerves relax a little.

They slowly opened their eyes that were stung by the wind and began to look around. They saw that they were surrounded by steep snow peaks. Except for the wind vent they had just entered, the entire pit was like a natural cage, and it was impossible to escape even with wings.

Snowflakes fluttered down and the sound of birds could be heard overhead. Kasa looked up and saw an unknown giant white bird standing on the rock wall. It looked like a falcon, but its legs were as slender as a white crane, and its sharp eyes were staring at them, the outsiders.

"These are the watchers of the vault. They make their nest in Horn Peak," said Portier.

"Oh." Kassa responded softly, tidied her hair, and then looked at the building embedded in the ground in front of her.

This is a huge basement, and the part exposed above the ground is just the tip of the iceberg. A flat stone corridor was built in front of the palace door, and ice was frozen on the rocks, reflecting the white light from the sky.

On both sides of the stone corridor, there are large burning braziers and guardian statues holding swords in both hands. Some brave giant birds fly over and land on the shoulders of the statues or the sharp corners of the stone pillars, tilting their heads to observe the people walking on the stone corridor.

But Kasha didn't welcome the giant birds' presence, because the strong wind from their wings when they landed blew her hair around, which was very annoying. She moved away from the giant birds and placed it on the majestic stone gate in front of her, which was like a city wall. There was snow in front of the gate, but there was no guard.

Portier walked slowly to the door, her eyes fell on the eye-catching one-eye mark on the door. She reached out and gently touched it. The eyeball part of the one-eye mark was carefully carved from a large piece of black ice, and it felt cold to the touch.

However, the expected scene of the door opening did not occur, and the surroundings were still silent. Only the touch of her hand on the black ice reminded her of the reality of all this.

So she turned around and said to the others, "This basement door recognizes people. I have to change back to my original form to open it."

As the Wild Hunt lifted the restrictions in her mind, Portier's body immediately changed dramatically. Her bones creaked, her muscles expanded rapidly, and her scales grew out from under her skin like solid ice. In the blink of an eye, she had completely transformed into a majestic ice dragon under the strong call of the wild.

She spread her huge wings and flapped them vigorously. The air around her was instantly stirred and whistled. Then there was a deafening roar. The sound waves spread out like a substance, as if to shatter the entire space.

The giant birds that were living nearby were frightened by this sudden change. Their feathers stood up and they flapped their wings and fled the area in panic.

Portier pressed his claws onto the black ice again, and the heavy door rumbled.

The door opened, and an extremely cold wind from the polar regions blew in their faces, like the ice phoenix Anivia flapping its wings on their faces, and almost in an instant a layer of frost and painful mask covered their faces.

Several people stood there as if they were frozen stupidly. After a long time, they shook their heads, and the frost on their faces fell off. They felt that they were finally sober.

"All of you step back, I want to drive these slave demons in." Portier said coldly.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? My face is almost numb from the cold." Ali couldn't help but mutter, her tone full of complaints. As she spoke, she rubbed her red cheeks.

"I don't feel any coldness, so I naturally didn't think about these things." Portier said as a matter of course, and then commanded the army of demon slaves to line up in an orderly manner and walk into the basement.

The others couldn't hold back their curiosity, and they all moved forward and looked into the basement. They saw a wide staircase winding down and extending into the deep recesses.

Each step was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the ice surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the blurry figure. The visible cold air rose up along the steps, and if you were not careful, your feet would slip.

The walls on both sides of the steps are also covered with ice. Under the ice, ancient runes and mysterious patterns can be vaguely seen, as if telling a story from long ago, but the extremely cold temperature makes it impossible to get close to explore carefully.

The deeper you look into the basement, the dimmer the light becomes, and the colder the air becomes.

In the darkness, there seemed to be something lurking. Occasionally, there were faint whistling sounds of wind, like low sobs coming from deep in the basement, which made people feel a chill in their spines and awe in their hearts.

When the last slave demon stepped into the basement, a sharp chill suddenly surged through Portier's body.Mei didn't sing about you, you and I sing about nothing, Lin didn't sing about...

She lowered her head and put it into the entrance of the basement. The scales on her neck flashed a cold light. Then she suddenly opened her mouth and a breath of biting cold air rushed out.

A pillar of frosty breath swept through the basement. Wherever it passed, the air instantly condensed into ice, making a rustling sound, and instantly enveloped the neatly arranged army of demon slaves.

Under the powerful force of cold, the bodies of the slave demons were gradually wrapped in ice, and in the blink of an eye they were all transformed into ice sculptures, standing silently in the basement. They were firmly imprisoned by the ice and entered a state of standby, waiting for the order to act again.

When she pulled her head out, the heavy door slowly closed, making a rumbling sound of history and isolating the howling cold wind in the valley from outside.

"I have frozen all the slave demons. All I have to do next is to take you to the Frostguard Fortress to fulfill my promise." Portier had an arrogant look on his face, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. The chill emanating from his body made the air around him tremble slightly, as if he didn't want anyone to come near him.

"Since we are no longer burdened by the Slave Demon Army, you can just take us directly to the Frostguard Fortress." Kaisa didn't buy it and stepped forward to add, "This is what the Wild Hunt wants."

Time was running out, as they still had to go to Hearthland, and the Winter Claw seemed likely to seize the urn at any time. If Ashe was interested in helping Sejuani, she really shouldn't spend too much time on the journey.

"No, don't even think about attacking me!" Portier was instantly furious, his huge body twisting angrily, and his deafening roar echoed in the basement, stirring up layers of chills.

In her proud dragon bloodline, carrying a human being is an unbearable humiliation.

"It's okay if you don't accept it, then come down and go with us." Kassa said without question, with no room for negotiation in her eyes.

Being stared at like that, Boti immediately twisted his slender neck behind his back, muttering to himself.

She didn't want to measure the earth with her feet anymore. Every step she took felt like torture. The friction between her feet and the cold ground made her extremely painful.

"Just this once, after bringing you to Lissandra, we will say goodbye!" Portier said fiercely, suppressing his displeasure.

The end is near. Even if this humiliation will only happen this once, I finally choose to endure it.

"Okay." Kassa agreed immediately. After the ice dragon lowered its huge body, she grabbed her hair and climbed onto its back, then reached out to help the others.

"It would have been over if you had done this earlier." Saifei climbed onto the dragon's back and patted Portier's back heavily as she spoke.

This slap made all the scales on Portier's body stand up instantly. She couldn't help but grunt through her teeth. The voice was low and angry, as if warning Sephy not to provoke her again.

"We are really successful. We can sit on the back of a dragon in our lifetime." Taliyah's face flushed with excitement. Her eyes were shining with excitement. She shared her feelings with Kassadin happily, completely unaware of what she would face next.

"Keep your body low, hold on to your hair, and be careful not to be thrown off. Also, remember to breathe deeply, it's normal to feel dizzy." Kassa reminded everyone with a serious face. She knew very well how strong the wind resistance was when moving at high speed.

Chapter 264: Frostguard Fortress

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After everyone climbed onto the dragon's back and held on firmly, Portier took a deep breath, and with a low and powerful dragon roar, he suddenly exerted force with his wings and lifted his huge body from the ground.

"Ahhhhhh!" The moment they took off, a strong inertia caused everyone's bodies to lean back suddenly.

Kassa grabbed Portil's hair tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and at the same time freed one hand to hold Talia beside her tightly.

Portier left the crater of Horn Peak and flew higher and higher. Every time he flapped his wings, a strong air current was created, which dispersed the surrounding clouds. The figure of the ice dragon looked particularly huge against the backdrop of the snow-capped peaks, and the shadow cast by its huge wings quickly swept across the white snow.

The turbulence of the flight made it difficult for those who were riding a flying dragon for the first time to adapt. Their bodies swayed from side to side with Portier's movements, and they looked like they might be thrown out at any time.

The howling wind blew in my face, like a sharp blade cutting across my cheek. I couldn't control my breathing at all. Endless cold air forced its way into my lungs. I could only mobilize my whole body to resist, let alone speak.

The Wild Hunt let the skin armor cover the helmet to protect several people from the cold air. Up to now, only Kaisa would cover the helmet regularly. Others seemed to have forgotten that there was such a thing because they had never used it. It was really worrying.

The situation was much better after the helmet was put on. He had no problem breathing, and the strong inertia also allowed him to firmly grasp the hair on the dragon's back and resist with force thanks to the reinforcement of the skin armor.

Talia, who had been hiding in the ice dragon's hair because of fear and nervousness, was able to stick her head out and overlook the endless snow-capped peaks and vast ice fields below. The magnificent scenery made her temporarily forget her fear.

In less than two hours, Portier had brought several people to the Frostguard Fortress.

The snow stopped, and under the clear night sky, the Frostguard Fortress looked like a treasure embedded in a huge glacier. Almost no one knew how to find this hidden fortress.

Spires rose from the ice field. The magical aurora was colorful, with green, pink and blue waves dancing in the nearly eternal night sky.

The Freljord has great magical power, and the magic contained here is stronger than any other land in the Freljord.

The stars here are always twinkling, shining through the coldest and cleanest air, casting their starlight on the castle.

Under the watchful eyes of the huge guardian statues on both sides, the ice dragon carried them over the city walls and the long stairs. The magical stone pillars on both sides of the road emitted brilliant light, as if freezing the night sky in them.

Finally, Portier landed slowly in front of the main castle gate with a few people. On the way, she wanted to throw Kasa and the others off several times and then leave, but when she thought about the destination was so close, she suppressed her excitement again and again.

"We're here, hurry down!"

Portier drove them to the ground with undisguised disgust. Before they could say anything, a line of Frost Guards quickly ran over from the front of the gate. The serious atmosphere forced them to shrink their formation and stand with their backs to each other.

These frost guards wore ancient heavy black armor, carried shields, and had swords on their waists. They stood on the ice in an orderly manner, blocking the way forward for several people. The most special thing was that the helmets they wore on their heads had two horns growing out.

It was not a bull's horn, but a pair of straight and sharp horns, like a replica of Lissandra's hood, but not as heavy and exaggerated. The front of the helmet was also completely sealed, leaving only three slits for vision and breathing, and a single eye was carved on the forehead.

The first thought that came to Kaisa's mind was that such a helmet would not only be heavy on the head, but would the blind spot in the field of vision also be very large?

"Frostguard, these are all Iceborn warriors." Ashe leaned slightly closer to Kaisa and spoke in a low voice.

She stared at the Frost Guards in front of her, with a look of vigilance and disgust. She subconsciously clenched her fists, but the subtle movement betrayed her inner nervousness. After all, the various disputes in the past made it difficult for her to have a good impression of the Frost Guards.

"Don't worry, we will definitely be able to protect you." Kaisa felt Ashe's uneasiness, reached out and patted her shoulder gently, and whispered to comfort her.

The Frost Guards in front of them stood there motionless like sculptures born from the ice. They exuded a cold aura, like an indestructible barrier, fearlessly blocking everyone.

In the silent atmosphere, only the sound of the cold wind whistling past was heard, making this silent confrontation seem even more depressing.

"We are the people Lissandra is looking for. Take us to see her quickly!" Kassadin couldn't stand the suffocating silence. She took a step forward and shouted loudly to the Frost Guards.

Her voice echoed in front of the empty fortress, breaking the original silence.

At this moment, the Frost Guards separated neatly to the sides, their movements were uniform, like well-trained machines. Three Frost Priests walked out from among them steadily, their steps were steady and solemn. They came in front of everyone and stood in a triangle shape, as if forming a mysterious magic circle.

Kassa frowned. She could tell at a glance that these three Frost Priests were of extraordinary status. They wore armor heavier than that of the Frost Guards, and dragged heavy cloaks behind them. The cloaks were connected to their shoulders and arms. Their hands were clasped in front of their bodies, and the cloaks covered their entire parts below the waist.

The most bizarre thing is that their heads are tightly covered by double-horned iron helmets of different styles but equally exaggerated and heavy, leaving only the nose and mouth exposed. These horned helmets, which look like torture instruments, all have a one-eye symbol engraved on the forehead, as if this one eye can replace their eyes to see the road ahead clearly.

Obviously, the three priests were dressed so exaggeratedly, completely imitating Lissandra. To be able to wear such clothes, they must be of high rank under Lissandra.

"Drakrond." The Wild Hunt reminded them in their minds, "This is the highest level of frost priest. He is only responsible to Lissandra herself and can almost speak for her."

"Welcome to the Frostguard Fortress," one of the priests said, his voice low and hoarse, as if coming from under the ancient ice. Then another one said, "Unfortunately, our chieftain is sleeping and it may take some time for him to wake up. During this time, we will take the guests to visit the fortress. You can stay in the fortress first and wait for the chieftain to wake up."

"We've come from afar but she's sleeping? How do you treat guests like this? Can't you just wake her up?" Kassadin said loudly with an unhappy look on her face, as if she wanted to use her voice to wake up Lissandra, who was not sure whether she was really asleep or not.

Lissandra had been so anxious before, sending people to ask for her, but now that they were at her house, she fell asleep, which clearly indicated something was up. Moreover, she had asked them to stay in the fortress, so who knew if this was a disguised form of house arrest.

"The matter is of great importance. Please be patient and wait for some time." The three priests remained neither humble nor arrogant, and responded calmly, not caring about Kassa's anger.Mei didn't sing you, you have time to sing, Lin has no time to sing...

"We'll come back when she wakes up!" Kassadin made a move to leave, but the Wild Hunter reminded her again.

"They may not be lying." The Wild Hunt said, "True Ice alone can no longer trap the Watcher. Lissandra must continue to create dreams to delay the Watcher's awakening. This is more important to her than anything else."

So this is what is called "sleeping"? Kai'Sa thought to herself that the Watcher was of great importance and should be given priority, so she temporarily forgave Lissandra's neglect in her heart.

"Forget it, then take us on a tour of the fortress first." Kasa added in a voice that only the three people in front of her could hear: "I want to see what kind of fortress is capable of trapping the Void Watcher."

As soon as these words came out, the three priests were shocked, and a trace of panic flashed in their eyes under their helmets. After a brief panic, they quickly adjusted their state, regained their previous composure, and led the way, saying, "Please follow me."

"My mission is completed. You don't need me to accompany you anymore." Portier turned his face away, handed a few people over to the Frost Priest, then flapped his wings and flew into the air, returning to his nest without looking back.

Chapter 265: The Fate of Portier

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After parting ways with Kassadin and the others, Portier did not fly directly to her lair, but instead crossed the main fortress of the Frostguard Fortress and came to the stone bridge across the Howling Abyss.

She landed in front of the holy black ice statue of the three sisters on the bridge. The ice spikes on the ground supported a tall figure. The man stood gracefully in the cold wind, with his hands on his abdomen, allowing the ice crystal fragments to hit his body.