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"Those houses were built for you." Chen Ce responded with a smile, "In other words, they were built for you - including other Winter's Claw warriors."

"Build it for us? Why?"

"Because I hope you will also move to the south after winning the position of War Mother."

"Ah...?" Sejuani was even more confused.

"Because the north will no longer be safe after that." Chen Ce turned to look at Ai Xi, signaling her to listen, and then patiently explained to Sejuani:

"As I said before, the Frost Priests will not let you take away the Claw of Winter from them. They will prepare a series of plots."

"In order to get rid of these little tricks, save time and ensure complete safety, I will directly help you get rid of all the frost priests who secretly control the Winter's Claw - just like I promised you before. "

"This is very convenient and efficient, but it will inevitably cause another trouble——"

"From now on, Winter's Claw will definitely be regarded as a thorn in the side of the entire Frost Guard, and even the terrifying Frost Witch may come to trouble you."

"And the Winter's Claw when you first became the new War Mother must have been very divided and contradictory. It is still too difficult to resist the malice from the entire Frost Guard."

"So... I hope you can also move to the south together."

As he spoke, Chen Ce took the initiative to extend his hand to the unrestrained girl - not to shake hands, but to put his hand on the other person's hand.

"Just think of it as my request, okay?"

"..." Sejuani suddenly fell silent.

Not only because this issue deserves her careful consideration, but also because of the hand that reached out.

What a proactive young man... Not bad, not bad, Ai Xi was almost furious.

"This question... um... I will think about it carefully."

In the end, Sejuani still didn't give a clear answer.

But it’s not a rejection at all: “I only have one request for the house—to live with you.”

"Sejuani!" Ai Xi on the side couldn't stand it anymore, "Chen Ce is still an innocent boy, please pay attention to your wording!"

"Then I am still an innocent woman." Sejuani rolled her eyes disdainfully, "Is there any problem with an innocent little man matching an innocent woman?"

"It's not like that!"

"What do you mean if you don't say this? Could it be that you are not clear-minded and are using your villain's heart to judge my lady's belly? No way, no?"

"You...! Of course I am innocent!"

"Oh~ you are quite proud of being a young girl?"

"Sejuani!!"

The two former good sisters were quarreling again.

In desperation, Chen Ce had no choice but to use his trump card——

"Don't argue, you two. Do you know what happened the night before yesterday? It was the night we drank."

After the words fell, the two girls shut up decisively - although they had almost forgotten it after being hungover, they still had a vague impression.

so awkward.

They were so embarrassed that they wanted to push their toes out of the three rooms and one living room on the spot, so they couldn't think of continuing to quarrel.

But Chen Ce didn't intend to let them go just to keep his ears clean:

"First of all, Miss Ashe, who committed the crime of gluttony - you overestimated your drinking capacity and cried on me all night after you were drunk. In the end, I sent you back to bed to sleep - oh yes, you still He touched me several times during the chaos, and there were many witnesses at the time."

"Yeah, I'm sorry..." Ai Xi immediately blushed and lowered his head, feeling ashamed of his crime and a little regretful at the same time.

Why do I have no impression after being hungover...I touched it several times but I can't remember the wonderful feeling...

it's a pity……!

"If you can't drink enough, drink less." Sejuani mocked, adding insult to injury.

But she seemed to have forgotten that she was also drunk at the time.

"The second is Miss Sejuani who committed the crime of arrogance -" Chen Ce continued, "When you were drunk, you bluntly said that the entire Freljord was yours, and you promised to take over the entire northern area of ​​Freljord. He gave it to me as a betrothal gift, and also said that he would throw Miss Ai Xi into the most remote corner of the south to pick up garbage and eat it."

"..." Sejuani also blushed - but maybe those words were not drunken nonsense.

As the saying goes, I belong to the Freljord before I drink, and the Freljord belongs to me after drinking.

Ashe responded in time: "I also heard that that pervert Sejuani wanted to have sex with you while you were drunk...!"

The conversation between the three people became more and more unrestrained.

The female warriors behind them all had complicated expressions.

"It's quite fun to have fun..."

Lissandra circled the watcher beneath the ice worriedly.She could see that there was only ice between her small body and them.Her skin was as cold as a corpse and as white as fresh snow.

The monster was barely aware of her arrival.It was like some weird new life was crying.

In the monitor's dream, there is only nothingness.

Just like its purpose.As bewitching as it once was.

Yes, nothingness... and beyond nothingness there is only more nothingness.The horizon in the distance is nothingness, the mountains covered with wind and snow are nothingness, the dark clouds above the dome are still nothingness...

Everything is nothingness.

But is this world real?The physical world...also has what some ancient mages call "realms."But they are all dead, dead in the passage of countless centuries and dynasties, leaving only decaying bones and obscure stone tablets flowing in the long river of time...

Maybe it's true.

All this...the cold and the darkness, are all real.

But in the midst of all this nothingness or reality, Lissandra must fight to maintain her...existence.

The abyss opened around her.She saw the black sun swallowing up her memory and existence, but no matter how much that huge mouth swallowed, there was always more to eat.

Greed...Gluttony...Bewitchment...Depravity...

She stared down at the one eye, its appearance reflected in the eternal darkness by her long-gone vision.Terrifying, twisted, and almost without a fixed shape; she staggered slowly on the ice, but the endless coldness pushed her forward... She realized that the one eye was also watching her.

She felt fear—again.

Like every time for tens of thousands of years.

She waved her hand forward, summoning countless ice spikes with the evil power given to her by One Eye.Her body suddenly appeared on the other side of the ice as if teleporting.

She climbed up the ancient steps.

The moment a burst of noise rushed into her eardrums again, she finally regained her perception of the world - she truly felt the existence of this world.

The crown made of pure ice covered her long-blind eyes, but she still clearly knew that a Frost Guard was kneeling in the center of the hall.She was waiting for her.

She returned to her throne, her uneasiness fading.She is still the king of the Freljord.

"What is it?" Her voice was calm and majestic, and the coldness without any emotion made the question sound like an unquestionable statement.

"We failed." Frost Guard's voice was filled with almost blind respect, which overshadowed the natural fear of the superior. "We failed to lead the demon southward, and it remains near Nerzayag."

"Are you still killing villages?" Lissandra asked again.

"Yes... it was slaughtering a village when we arrived. He... seemed to have no purpose. All our people died, and I was the only one who escaped by chance."

"It's not an escape, it's just that it let you go deliberately." Lissandra leaned back gently, her elegant demeanor seemed to tell her calmness and confidence.

"It dreamed that I would send more Frost Guards to surround it so that it could stay in place and destroy everything... Then, the plan changed."

"I will obey the will." Shuangwei understood and bowed respectfully.

"If that outsider can survive, bring him to see me." Lissandra's upper body leaned completely on the back of the chair, her voice became smaller and smaller - her body seemed to be gradually sinking into the throne.

"There are also the successors of Avarosa...and the descendants of Serelda..."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Freljord.

In an unknown village near Nerzayag.

A huge, bright red figure stood on the snow, and corpses were already covered at his feet.

He is several meters tall, and his whole body is covered with a black hard carapace, with scarlet liquid like blood flowing between the gaps in the carapace; he has horns on his head, a pair of narrow and sharp eyes extending upward diagonally, and there is a block of eyes under his slightly thin face. A terrible muscle.

He held a huge dark red sword in his hand.

In other words... it was the sword holding him.

That sword is the real him.

And this body is just a poor imitation pieced together from countless pieces of corpse flesh.

His soul has been imprisoned in the darkin sword.

His soul... yes, a soul that was once filled with glory.

People once called him the Celestial Warrior, but now he has another name...an insulting one.

Darkborn.

He is a Darkin.

Darkin Aatrox.

He doesn't like his current title... Maybe some people still remember his previous title, but he now prefers to call himself——

Destroyer.

Aatrox the Destroyer.

The end of the world, the destroyer who brings everything to destruction and death.

He doesn't hate anyone, and he doesn't want to kill anyone, he just... just wants to kill himself.

But he can't.

Countless centuries ago, the gods could not kill him...and now, he could not kill himself.

He hated his current lowly and ugly form, but he couldn't even commit suicide...

Despair and shame grew in him.The divine power he once represented and all his memories have been erased.Despair and shame grew in him.And the solution he finally came up with was completely out of the deep despair of a prisoner——

[If he cannot destroy this sword and cannot free himself, then he will embrace annihilation. 】

There was only one blind hope left in his mind: if he could drag all creation into a final apocalyptic battle - in which everything would be destroyed - then maybe he and this sword would cease to exist forever.

"Now, the end of the world is coming..."

Chapter 24 Sword Demon: Raast, I am Reiner!

After several days of traveling, Chen Ce finally arrived at the Winter's Claw tribe.

It was much smaller here than he had imagined - or much smaller than what he had in mind.

In his opinion, this tribe, which can be said to be the orthodox descendants of Serelda, one of the three sisters, should be very large, at least in terms of numbers, it will definitely be much larger than the average tribe.

But the fact is that the Winter's Claw tribe only has a pitiful few hundred people.

Even if we add the dozens of warriors brought back by Sejuani, the total number is only over 150.

Such a scale... can only be said to have nothing to do with the word "huge".

Even some nameless tribes have this many people.

Winter's Claw is really in decline.

"There are few people and poor people, right?" Walking on the main road of the tribe, Sejuani ignored the greetings from the tribesmen coming and going, but noticed the subtle changes in the expression on Chen Ce's face.

"But don't worry, no matter how poor we are, we will never treat you as a distinguished guest badly."

As she said that, she turned to glance at Ai Xi again. "Of course, someone is not a distinguished guest."

"Anyway, Mr. Chen Ce and I will always stay together - don't forget, he is from my Avarosa tribe." Ai Xi rolled his eyes at the other person indifferently.

"Haha." Sejuani did not argue with her, and focused on Chen Ce again - she stopped joking, and her voice and tone became a little deeper:

"But... the Winter's Claw was not like this in the past... From now on, this place will have strong troops and rich resources. All tribes within a few hundred miles will bow to the Winter's Claw."

"I can imagine such a scene." Chen Ce nodded, "I have heard a little bit about it."