He Comes From the Void

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This is a man dressed as a sacrificial priest, walking towards them from the stronghold, with bear skin on his shoulders, a helmet with parallel horns on his head, graffiti with strange ink on his face, and a one-eyed eye on his forehead.

"Priest of Frost?"

The man nodded without denying. "One-eyed is always watching you. I am the Frost Priest, and I am one of Lisandro's surrogates in the world."

"Is Li Sandra not in the world?" Kahn looked at the Frost Priest. The latter replied indifferently: "She walks in a dream, like walking on thin ice, maintaining a fragile balance."

Kahn moved his lips, and finally resisted the thought of rebuttal.

The Frost Priest had misled them from the moment he spoke, and Li Sandra was actually in the same world as them. Even if she is dreaming, her body must be lying somewhere in the fortress.

It's just that he didn't understand why Li Sangzhuo would enter Taliyah's dream, but not enter his dream to communicate with him. Are you busy weaving dreams? Still afraid to still observe them?

"Have you left Freljord?" Kai'Sa asked.

No one else in the tribe would say anything outside, just this priest would, which made her feel surprised.

"I have never left the ice field, but I have learned how to communicate with people outside the ice field from my teacher, Dra Klonn. He is one of the highest-ranking clergymen. He accepts direct orders from the Frost Witch deity, and he is all One of the most fanatical and knowledgeable members of the Frost Guard." The Frost Priest shook his head and chuckled, but the ink on his face made his smile look strange.

"He told me that there is land outside Freljord that has not been frozen by ice. The soil there is hot dust. No one knows what snow is. The sun is photographed without mercy. Even rain is rare. . So the earth longs for rain day after day."

"There is indeed such a place. It is called a desert. That's where we came from." Kai'Sa was holding his arm. The Frost Priest was a talkative person, and the conversation didn't seem to end in a few words.

The Frost Priest smiled and continued: "I used to think he was lying to me. There might be places in the world where there is no frost and snow and will not freeze. Some of them almost never set foot outside the fortress walls. How do you know what's outside of the ice field."

Kahn was silent and let the priest continue to speak.

"It wasn't until later that we became conscious that I knew that what he said was true, that there really is a land that has never been touched by Anivia. It is my short-sightedness, I have only experienced winter."

"I never thought I had heard of the existence of the Frost Priest in this land. The outsiders' perception of the Freljord is a group of uncivilized barbarians."

The Frost Priest was not angry. He said: "On the contrary, our history is longer than any civilization. Have you heard the legend of the Three Sisters?"

"I've heard it, don't bother you to repeat it." Kahn took out the black ice pendant, his face was solemn, and went straight to the subject: "We have something very important to find Lisantro."

The Frost Priest took the Black Ice Pendant, but his hands were not affected by the deadly power of ice like the War Mother. The frost did not appear in his palm and spread like a heart.

He realized that this priest was an ice descendant, of an ice bloodline, and was not afraid of reaching ice.

The priest said: "Since you have heard the legend of the Three Sisters, you must know that the mistress of Frostguard Fortress is not someone who wants to see her."

"What's the condition?" Kahn narrowed his eyes, his eyes sharpened. Generally speaking, it is to set a threshold for yourself, I am afraid it will not be too easy to meet Li Sang Zhuo.

His eyes met those of the Frost Priest, but the latter turned to look at the stronghold.

"The Frosthorn tribe is one of the hundreds of tribes in Freljord. I came here to spread the will of Lisandro, heal patients with magic, and solve doubts, and they support me in the tribe. , Provides three meals a day. Now the Frosthorn tribe is in trouble, I can’t just sit back and watch, but I can’t get out of it..."

"Do you want us to help?"

"Yes, the long winter is coming. The Frosthorn tribe needs more food to fill the granary to ensure that there is enough food to survive the long winter night."

"Didn't they just hunt a group of Enuk?" Kahn questioned looking at the busy riders.

"There are too many mouths that need to be eaten in the tribe. Not only people need to eat, but animals also need to eat, and this amount is far from enough. There should be no shortage of food, but the sea beasts harvested our one. The ship crashed and sank, and only then needed to re-collect food, but time is running out, and winter is coming."

"Then why didn't they bring Enuk all back? They let go so much."

"Killing half and putting half is the most reasonable choice. When the next harvest season, the Enuk group will become as many as before."

No matter how tricky the question Kahn raises, the priest can always find a reason to deal with it. Gradually, Kahn lost his patience.

"How much food can the two of us bring back unless we lend us those mounts."

During the week with the Frosthorn tribe, Kahn has seen the riders take off the giant horn protective gear to feed the mount more than once. The white beasts slowly became wolf-like creatures, but they were transformed into deer by their protective gear.

"Those mounts are called White Death, and the soldiers will never borrow them. But I can borrow a small boat from you. You only need to go out to the sea to the island on the other side, fill the boat with food and bring it back. ."

Kahn took a look, and there was indeed a small island covered with ice and snow about a day away from the other side of the sea. In the description of the Frost Priest ~www.readwn.com~ it is a rich place.

It's just that he is very strange, why don't they hunt in such a close place, but they don't go to the Winterthorn Mountain for hunting? It took at least half a month to go back and forth.

There must be something weird in this, he must be careful.

"As long as we bring back food, will you tell us how to get to Frostguard Fortress?" Kahn confirmed with the priest.

"That's right." The Frost priest nodded, "But you have to hurry up. Three days later, Anivia will flap her wings and swept in with a bone-to-earth wind. There will be endless snow, Northland. Everything about will be blocked by ice, including your way back."

Kahn pondered for a while, and finally decided to accept the offer of the Frost Priest.

"Then hurry up to prepare the boat, and we will set off right away."

Three days, except for the two-day journey back and forth, there is only one day left for them.

It must be as soon as possible, Kahn has no patience to waste most of the time waiting for the winter to pass.