Void Beetle Evolution Guide

...and so on

......Body

...it will get burned!

Finally, Portier could no longer suppress his itchy mood and broke free from the Wild Hunter's arms. He took a few small steps back and looked at him embarrassedly, biting his blood-red lips.

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry." The Wild Hunter frowned slightly. In his mind, he recalled Portier's restless and aroused posture in his arms just now, her slightly twisting body, and her rapid and trembling breathing, which made him more or less guess what she wanted.

She turned her head to the side with great difficulty, her pupils trembling slightly as she did not dare to look at the Wild Hunter. However, she grasped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white due to the force, and she looked as if she was having a fierce psychological struggle.

She slowly lifted the hem of her skirt, like lifting a mysterious and heavy curtain. Every inch of the skirt that was lifted seemed to be accompanied by the sound of her heartbeat as heavy as a drum.

A blood-red glow occupied the pretty and cold pale face, and the neck was also stained with crimson. The drooping eyelashes trembled constantly, as if trying to hide the panic in her heart.

As the hem of her skirt gradually rose, she finally bravely revealed the beautiful things she had hidden away, exposing them completely to the sight of the Wild Hunt.

The tightly wrapped tender white legs and pubic lower abdomen formed a beautifully contoured triangular area, on which there were still traces of the chaos left over from the previous fierce battle, which turned into a lingering red glow.

"I want... I also want..." Portier spread his legs while hesitating, and a sticky hot stream immediately flowed down along the base of his thighs. His shy innocence instantly turned into a lewd charm.

"Tsk tsk, you won't even let go of a place like this. Are you so afraid that I will break my promise and abandon you in this bitter cold abyss?" The Wild Hunter breathed teasingly into Portier's ears, "Or have you already determined that I am deceiving you and want to indulge yourself one last time and borrow some fire from me?"

"Hmm..." The Wild Hunter accurately pointed out the inner conflict of Portier. Not knowing the ending, she could only try her best to please the other party and satisfy herself. Maybe this would be the last happy time in her life.

Without further ado, the Wild Hunt understood what Portier wanted.

Taking advantage of the last bit of time before dawn, he picked up his mighty, red-hot steel gun and went forward to help Long Niang clear the deep and narrow pipe that was blocked by water.

The two bodies were like dry wood and raging fire, and they could be ignited at any time even in this extremely cold prison of ice.

Chapter 272: Ahri's Hypnosis Trick

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In the early morning of the next day, when the light of the polar night quietly shone through the snow-covered window of the spire, Kasha slowly woke up. She moved her body subconsciously, then slowly opened her eyes, with a hint of cold sharpness flashing in her eyes.

Ashe, who had been sitting by the fire without sleep all night, gave him an understanding look. She braided her hair into neat pigtails, just like those Freljord women, less elegant and more tough and capable.

The two men stood up slowly. The skin armor covering their bodies had not faded away last night. In a moment, their figures gradually became blurred in the air and finally disappeared.

After becoming invisible, the two men carefully left the room without even waking up their other sleeping companions.

They walked on the icy steps, and even though they were as light as cats, every step they took still made a slight sound of ice breaking.

Fortunately, they got up early enough and the sound was light enough that it did not wake up the female warrior sleeping downstairs.

The female warrior's bed was right next to the stairs, and on the bedside was a pair of her True Ice weapons, which had frozen the wall into a layer of ice shell.

The two of them walked past the bed, and every movement was as if they were fighting against the air, afraid to make the slightest sound.

Noticing that Kaisa reached straight for the door handle, Ashe quickly stopped her and shook her head at her.

"If you open the door like this, the cold wind outside will definitely rush in, and might even wake up the guards!" Ashe reminded Kaisa in a voice that only the two of them could hear, causing Kaisa's expression to suddenly become serious.

She didn't expect that just going out stealthily to gather intelligence would require so many details to pay attention to. She thought it was too simple.

But there is only this one exit in the spire. If you don't go through the door, you can only tear through the void to get out. However, the glowing crack that suddenly appears in the darkness is hard to escape the attention of the patrol outside.

What should we do?

"Don't worry, I'll call Ahri down." Just when the two were at a loss, the voice of the Wild Hunter sounded in their minds.

Not long after, the neatly dressed Ali poked his head out from above the stairs and waved at them from afar.

She tiptoed down the stairs and came to the guard's bed. She didn't hide herself, but when she passed by the two people, she did not forget to put her index finger in front of her lips, making a naughty gesture to silence them. She also patted her chest, indicating that she would take care of it.

The female guard who took off her black chain mail and horned helmet looked even more sturdy than when she put them on, with muscles as strong as those of men. The hair on the sides of her head was shaved, and the rest of her white hair was braided into an exquisite braid in the middle of her head, like a gorgeous crown.

Her left eye was a cloudy white, the attack that had blinded it leaving three feral scars on her face.

Ashe had never heard of the custom of blinding one's own eyes before joining the Frostguard, so these were most likely battle medals left by some wild beasts or bearmen.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, perhaps any of these Frost Guards had a more thrilling combat experience than her.Plum without plum forest in plum sky chant without forest has chant......

Ahri half-knelt down beside the bed and began to cast her innate charm magic, her pupils instantly turning into amber-gold.

Her magic originally required line of sight to be effective, but after communicating and sharing with Elise during the trip to the Shadow Isles, she gradually mastered the skill of casting spells with the help of smell and other media to make the target fall into the trap without realizing it.

Ahri leaned forward, her face only a few inches away from the guard. Then she opened her mouth slightly, but without making any sound, she exhaled a few wisps of orchid-like fragrance.

The fragrance penetrated her heart, and the female warrior who was originally asleep immediately opened her eyes, but her eyes had turned into the same amber color as Ahri.

The Frost Guardian in front of him turned into a rose that would not refuse and would give whatever he wanted. In this state, Ahri instinctively began to inhale, drawing out the woman's life essence along with her breath, exploring her memory.

Countless scenes flashed through Ahri's mind, and soon she knew the woman's name, how long she had served Lissandra, and what her position was in the fortress.

The woman's name was Hala Han Bingpo, and Ashe was right in her guess. The scar on her face was the medal of the bear hunting group.

She killed three of the Ursine and then sent the rest fleeing in terror. Had the Frostguard not welcomed her into their tribe as a child, Halla would no doubt have become a powerful Warmother, leading a tribe beyond the borders of the Keep.

Her pair of hatchets are named Bloodfang and Bloodclaw, a reward given to her by Lissandra herself.

In addition, this man has led expeditions to the Howling Abyss several times to check whether the seal of the Watcher has loosened.

Such an expedition takes place every year, on the day of the spring equinox, when the day and night are equal. Three people are chosen from the core members of the Guardian Lodge.

There is no portal leading directly to the Hall of Nine Saints. Humans who want to go down can only reach it after climbing for several days. There are only two bridges for rest on the way, and the same is true for the way back. It is an extremely difficult challenge for both willpower and physical strength.

Only the Iceborn can march for days and nights without sleep, and then hold their own against any enemy. Their unyielding endurance far exceeds the life limit of any Hearthborn.

Even so, falling to death was a common occurrence. Therefore, more than half of the long list of thousands of people on the stone tablet of the meeting place had death runes added to them.

As for what happened later, Ahri couldn't see it clearly. The images in her memory were very subjective, and she had never seen anything that the target couldn't see.

She noticed that after entering the Hall of Nine Saints, Hala tried her best to avoid looking at the ground, forcing herself to check whether the sealing runes on the icicles had melted, as if there was something extremely terrible on the ground.

The browsing of memories was almost over here. Ahri spoke softly to Hala who had opened her eyes, trying to soothe her heart.

"Hala Hanbingsoul, the brave frostguard, may the fearless mother Serilda bless you. You are very tired after the night patrol. No one will blame you if you sleep a little longer."

After Hala closed her eyes again, Ahri quickly told the two what she had seen, and also explained where Lissandra was.

"I saw in Hala's memory that Lissandra will hold a meeting in the audience hall later. If you go there now, you should be able to see her issuing a summons to a group of frost priests. Remember to be careful and don't clash with them when they outnumber you."

"We'll be careful."

"thanks for your reminder."

Kaisa nodded, and Ashe walked forward to hug Ahri, but she never expected that the other party secretly pinched the soft flesh of her knuckles with her index finger and thumb, and blinked.

"You're welcome. We are good sisters from the same clan."

Somehow, Ash felt a sense of panic for no reason when she heard this.

She hasn't even acknowledged this identity yet, but she feels like she owes more and more, and she's afraid it will be difficult to repay it all.

Chapter 273: Frost Witch Lissandra

With the help of Ahri, Kaisa and Ashe successfully slipped out of the spire from the surveillance of the guards.

Pushing open the door, the cool wind blows on your face, and the magnificent fortress comes into view. It is like a treasure inlaid in the vast glacier, and almost no one knows how to find this hidden fortress.

Even so, there are still patrols like endless ghosts, shuttling through every corner of the fortress around the clock.

They all have stern expressions and sharp eyes, because they are responsible for guarding the most terrible secrets in the world, and any movement cannot escape their keen perception.

In this world of ice and snow, Frostguard Fortress is not only a geographical barrier, but also the last line of defense against void invasion.

After what happened before, Kassadin now doesn't dare to underestimate these Frost Guards at all.

The ground was covered with snow left over from last night. She and Ashe waited until they had figured out the patrols' patterns of action before they followed their footprints and quietly moved toward the main castle.

Although it took some time, it was fine as long as we were able to enter the main castle smoothly.

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

Under the gaze of the huge guardian statues on both sides, they walked up the long stairs and entered the main castle. The magical stone pillars emitted brilliant light, as if freezing the night sky inside.

The two of them went straight to the audience hall, where a meeting was being held. From afar across the wide venue, Lissandra was sitting on a throne carved out of black ice, looking like a hostess, majestic and immovable, like an iceberg.

Compared with the Frost Priests before her, the Frost Witch was quite large, about three meters tall, like a giantess. No wonder her throne was built so spacious.

Her body was wrapped in a heavy robe, and the broad shoulder armor made her figure look particularly tall. Her exaggerated horned helmet covered her eyes, and she issued a cold call with her stern lips.

After continuous reshaping, her body no longer looked like flesh and blood. She looked like a living ice sculpture. Her bare hands glowed with an icy blue light, and threads of magic were wrapped around them like blood vessels, as if they contained powerful magical power.

"This physique is bigger than that of Bifei, a standard boss template." Wild Hunter suddenly sighed.

Lissandra was dressed so tightly that her human form was almost unrecognizable. He couldn't help but want to peel off her armor to see what was inside and whether she was still human.

"What do you mean?" Kasha asked.

"It means she looks evil."

"Hmm." Kai'Sa nodded slightly in agreement. If she didn't need Lissandra to continue suppressing the Void Watcher, she wouldn't want to cooperate with such a bad-looking character who was actually bad.

"There are too many of them. How can we get close to Lissandra?"

Ashe took a quick look and saw that in addition to the Frostguards on both sides, there were at least a hundred Frost Priests gathered in the audience hall, as if all the priests from the entire Freljord had come.

You should know that frost priests are not common. First of all, one must have ice blood to be qualified to become a priest of Lissandra. Not every tribe will have one.There is no plum, no plum, no me, no sky, no forest, no...

"We definitely can't show up here directly." Kai'Sa pondered for a while, and suddenly had an idea: "Oh, I remember those high-level priests said yesterday that Lissandra would go to see her collections before she fell asleep. Let's go to the collection room and wait for her."

"Okay, let's go there now."

The two then evacuated from the audience hall and headed for Lissandra's collection room. On the way, they passed a temple with two fully armed frost guards guarding the door.

But this did not pose a problem for them. They used their invisibility to sneak in successfully and entered the temple.

“Do not resist the embrace of cold, for there lies the truth. Become one with the ice and you will understand the truth.”

Inside the temple, several frost priests were chanting the same prayer in unison. Behind them was a huge stone tablet with a long list of thousands of people engraved on the wall.

"Guardian's Gathering." The name popped up in Ashe and Kai'Sa's minds at the same time.

They saw three Frostguards, who had taken off their helmets and armor, kneeling on one knee in front of the stone tablet, allowing a skinny, haggard old man to draw a one-eye symbol on their foreheads with a finger dipped in sea monster ink, and endure the pain.

The old man had a piece of holy black ice hanging around his neck, and the top of the staff in his hand was also inlaid with a piece of black ice. He seemed to be of high status.

"This should be the initiation ceremony of the gathering house, right?"

Ashe listened to those prayers and had a guess in her mind. Everything in the Frostguard Fortress existed to guard the seal.

They continued to come to the stone chamber that housed countless ice sculptures. Knowing that there was no one guarding inside, Kaisa tore through the void and pulled Ashe in.

As they walked through the door, they were immediately enveloped by an oppressive chill. A layer of white frost appeared on the surface of their skin armor, rendering their invisibility ineffective.

The two were mentally prepared for the cold here. Without saying a word, they went deep into the formation full of ice sculptures, waiting for Lissandra's arrival.

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After finishing the routine meeting, Lissandra went to the collection room to look for dream materials as usual.

Thousands of black icicles shaped like coffins protruded from the snow-covered ground. They were like giant black teeth growing out from the deep valley, as if they were going to swallow the sky.

Lissandra knew exactly how deep these pillars extended and where they were rooted. The illusions conveyed by dreams were transmitted through the ice crystals, allowing the monsters to sleep a little longer.

It's really exhausting to coax a monster to sleep.

She walked slowly in this unique ice and stone formation. There were many windows on the round ceiling, and the runes engraved on them could control the energy of many celestial bodies.

The sky was full of strange things tonight, and under the conjunction of the frost moon and the cold stars, her blind eyes saw a vision so clear that no one who dared to set foot in this sacred space could reach her vision.

Lissandra travels through cracks in the ice, seeking out a particularly rare hero from her collection.

Silence gives birth to secrets, and she loves to trick hidden secrets out of tightly sealed lips.

Suddenly, she felt a slight change in temperature compared to usual, and there was a warm halo hidden in the corner.

…There were other people around…uninvited guests had walked into her exhibition.

Her footsteps were like whispers on the snow. She did not leave silently, but followed the warmth.

"There is no place for frozen lips and tongues here," Lissandra shouted, and her voice cast a solemn chill over the entire hall.

"Aren't you blind?" The intruder muttered as he emerged from behind an ice sculpture, looking somewhat puzzled.

"It is not proper for a guest to enter without permission." Lissandra turned to face the invisible threat.

She only needed to think of one word, "rise", and knife-like ice flakes would burst out from the ground, blocking the invaders.