Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"It's now!" Nami raised the Tidecaller's staff and rolled them up before the water in the lake evaporated. The Burning Man devoured it.

Nami soaked her lower body in the lake, watching the lake slowly calm down.

Several more breaths passed, but the lake water did not evaporate or heat up, it was icy cold.

"Huh..." Nami patted her chest, "Looks like I won."

As soon as the tension of the battle eased, Nami raised her eyebrows: "Help Miss Syndra let out a sigh of relief, and Mr. Lothar will reward me with a hehe..."

Nami was not happy for long, her fish tail suddenly sensed the strangeness of the lake.

The water temperature is rising sharply.

Nami was startled, she hurriedly plucked the water, stepped on the waves and left the big lake, just a blink of an eye after she left the lake, the whole lake began to gurgling dense blisters.

A scarlet figure emerged from the lake, and Brand was still burning with flames, as if water could not extinguish him at all.

"Volibear's big feet!" Olaf was completely fascinated, "Why is that guy on fire so fierce!"

Lothar's eyes were locked on Brand, and he probably understood where Brand came from such exaggerated power.

"So that's how it is..." Lothar watched Brand's body burn, without any weakening of the flames, "No wonder Lissandra can't handle him..."

Lothar touched the shoulder of Syndra, who was resting on the side: "Nami lost, I'll come when I go."

"Can you beat him?" Syndra's head rested on Rosa Coco's chest. Although she hated Elise, Elise's **** were indeed soft and more suitable than Nami's bouncy breast balls. Use it as a pillow.

Syndra was not injured at all. It was just the first time that he suffered such a big setback in the battle and felt very frustrated. Now his mind has stabilized.

"Of course." Lothar laughed, "your man is very powerful."

"Well..." Syndra knew that Lothar had many secrets. For example, she had never seen his ability to teleport back to the air fortress, but Syndra didn't really care about Lothar's secrets. , As long as he is by his side, and loves her and satisfies her requests, Syndra feels very happy, "Then be careful."

"Okay." Lothar kissed Syndra lightly, and his figure once again turned into a beam of light that was almost invisible at all, and shot in the direction of the Great Lake.

Nami was still looking at Brand, thinking about what to do next, but she had already lost her sight and returned to the air fortress.

"Mr. Lothar!" Nami was surprised to see Lothar hugging herself, "How can I..."

Lothar put Nami down: "You've done a good job, that guy is really strong, it's too bad not to hit you in the sea."

Nami was very frustrated, and the fins on her body dropped: "But I don't seem to have even consumed him..."

"No, you've already helped a lot," said Lothar.

"Really" Nami felt that Lothar was comforting her.

"Really, thanks to you, I have fully understood why he is so strong." Lothar laughed, "Look, I will beat him."

"Yeah!" Nami regained her energy, "Mr. Lothar, come on!"

Lothar smiled, this time he didn't turn into a flash to the big lake, but jumped directly from the air fortress.

"The bird in the tomb is still eager to fly." The Ouchen spell made a black mist around Lothar, and he was supported to fly slowly to the vicinity of the big lake.

Brand walked out of the lake unhurriedly. Even though his body had left the lake, the water was still boiling, and the heat was rolling up.

"The third mage." Brand's dry voice said to Lothar, "It's the same as many times as you come."

Lothar stepped on the ice and said to Brand, "You speak the language west of the Freljord? Where are you from?"

"Hehehe...that's not important..." Brand always gave a weird laugh, "A mage with excess magic, a mage favored by water... Then what are you?"

"You'll know in a while." Rosa said.

"Hehehe..." Brand walked slowly towards Lothar, and every step he took would leave a flaming footprint on the ice, "You better call those two female mages over, three-on-one. You still have a chance."

"I can't see how arrogant you are."

"My strength and knowledge are beyond your reach." Brand grinned, revealing his burnt orange teeth, "Call those two female mages over, and I'll give you a chance to challenge me. ."

Lothar was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Do you know something like 'qi'?"

Brand's expression changed.

"'Qi' is a kind of magic originating from the human body, and it has nothing to do with nature, so it is difficult to create elements such as flame, ice, etc." Lothar began to explain, "But 'Qi' is still a kind of interesting stuff."

"I know what 'chi' is." Brand spit out sparks from his mouth, "The earliest records of 'chi' come from ancient Shurima, where 'chi' was thought to be the force that unifies the mind and the body in Ionia. "

"You really know a lot." Lothar looked at Brand curiously, "You are a research mage who taught you knowledge"

"Hehehe..." Brand didn't answer.

Lothar shrugged: "Anyway, I just happen to have a sense of anger."

"You don't feel angry, so you can defeat me, right?" Brand's voice was too hoarse and dry, and he couldn't tell whether he was sarcastic.

"My qi function is very unique." Lothar touched his chin and said, "In most cases, it cannot be triggered. It will only be triggered when facing a powerful enemy that I absolutely cannot defeat."

"Oh that's quite interesting." Brand's body was full of flames, "Then let me see if your qi can defeat me."

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." Lothar spread his hands, "I mean, when I faced you, my anger didn't mean to be activated at all."

Brand suddenly burst into flames that seemed to burn through the entire sky.

"You can't beat me." Rosa said.

"Then try." Brand threw the flames to the ground.

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"A fire! A fire destroyed an entire village! Not a volcano! Not Ornn! A fire from the sky! A fire from the earth! All dead! All dead! All dead!"

— Survivor of the Freljord, a slain tribe

Five hundred and seventieth chapters life and death arrow

The flames seeped into the ice, cracking the ground, and from the cracks spewed out tongues of flame like worms full of life, engulfing Lothar wherever he was.

"Life is only fleeting." Lothar uttered the curse of Ouchen's language in a low voice, his body dissipated into a black mist, and the flames flew into the air.

Now Lothar can use most of the necromancers freely, but some stronger necromantic magic still needs the assistance of "Book of the Dead", but this time facing Brand's battle, Lothar does not intend to use the dead In fact, the use of necromantic magic in places without black fog is very restricted, and Lothar may not necessarily be cheap to use.

What Lothar intends to use is another power similar to, but not identical to, necromancy.

Kindred's power.

Lothar's figure was condensed by the black mist behind Brand, that is, above the boiling lake. At the same time, a strange stringless longbow of pure white, textured like wood, stone and jade appeared in his hand.

It was an artifact forged by Orn'lothar, the forging **** of the Freljord, with the only flaw being that it had no bowstring.

Lothar held the black mist in his hand, and continued the faint mist at both ends of the bow, turning it into a black mist string.

The string is a substitute for use, not to mention that there is no arrow to use, no matter how you look at this bow, it will not have any power.

This is indeed the case. In the hands of other people, this bow is a waste, but in the hands of Lothar, it is a very unique thing.

Just like the bow in the hands of Qianjue Yangling, arrows and arrows only hunt for life.

Lothar tries to imitate Kindred and hunts for Brand's life.

Lothar emptied his thoughts and drew the bow instinctively, just as he unleashed the "Lamb's Breath" effortlessly in Bilgewater.

Just like the ice bloodline is not afraid of the cold, Lothar, the son of Kindred, has the ability to master life and death, but he was unable to master it due to his incomplete soul at a young age.

Now, Lothar wants to get back what he lost.

In Lothar's eyes, permafrost, snowflakes, flames... everything disappeared, leaving only Brand.

And Brand's body—if the burning lava-like body could still be called flesh—also disappeared from Lothar's eyes, leaving only a heart-beating, but in fact quite ethereal and hard to detect. get something.

Brand's life.

Lothar opened the bowstring, and the string made by the black mist was very fragile. Lothar estimated that it would only be enough to shoot once, but it should be enough.

A black and white arrow - or it shouldn't be called an arrow, because to outsiders, Lothar's bow has nothing on it, he is just a hunting bow, but in Lothar's eyes, there is indeed a power in it. Born in the hunting bow.

The power of life and death.

God of Forge, Ornn the Ram, once said that the longbow he forged for Lothar was a living longbow, that Lothar did feel its life, and the black mist of death wrapped around it.

The interweaving of life and death is the Arrow of Kindness.

Lothar released his hand, and the arrow shot out and sank into Brand's back.

Brand didn't react, the flames on him were still burning, but he stopped all his movements.

The black mist bowstring in Lothar's hand was broken and turned back into a stringless bow. Lothar took it and walked to Brand's side. At this time, Brand was no longer tyrannical and arrogant, just like a bow. The stone statue on fire remained motionless.

"Well... I couldn't kill him..." Lothar scratched his head, he originally estimated that this arrow with the power of life and death could directly send Brand to see the wolf spirit, "It seems to be a problem with hunting bows, using The temporary bowstring created by the black fog still fails to achieve the expected effect..."

Lothar has a headache now.

He didn't technically defeat Brand, because Lothar never attacked him, and Lothar simply took his life to avoid confrontation with Brand's terrifying elemental forces.

But Lothar failed, and the incompleteness of the bow hunt prevented him from letting Brand die, but made him fall into a state of immortality, similar to a vegetative state.

"What can I do..." Lothar felt that this was a bit tricky, this state was very strange, Brand might continue like this forever, or it might change into one of two states of life or death at any time.

But the trouble is, Lothar can't kill Brand by hurting his body, otherwise the massive flame element in Brand's body will lose its container, and the power of the sudden burst is unpredictable, maybe it can be Completely destroy this permafrost river.

"It would be miserable if the tribe of Avarossa was destroyed..." Lothar found that Brand was a hot potato at this time, and he couldn't handle it at all.

Lothar's eyes turned to the big lake behind Brand, and he suddenly had an idea.

"Withered," said Lothar, several bony hands emerged from the ground, grabbed Brand's body, and threw him into the lake before the bones were roasted into charcoal.

"I hope the Freljord's cold can slowly wear away the fire element in his body." Lothar shook his head with a wry smile, "This should be considered to have fulfilled Lissandra's request... It seems that he was found for the hunting bow. Don't use this trick until I have the right bowstring, it will cause trouble for myself..."

Lothar rode the black fog back to the air fortress, and when he came back, he was confronted with intense inquiries from Syndra, Nami, and Olaf.

Syndra: "What did you do? Why did he suddenly lose?"

Nami: "Mr. Lothar is amazing! I don't understand how you fight at all."

Olaf: "Stinky boy, you fight a little more fiercely. Your two mother-in-laws are shaking the world. Why did you pull your hips when you got here?"

Lothar slowly explained to everyone: "In short, the Burning Man was defeated by us, but his body was difficult to handle, so he could only be thrown into the big lake for the time being and wait for his fire to slowly die out, turning him into an ordinary corpse. "

"How long will it take?" Nami looked down at the big lake on the ground. Although the lake was no longer boiling, it was still billowing white smoke.

"I don't know. With his magical power... it will take hundreds of years to say the least." Lothar said, "But it has nothing to do with us. Okay, pack up your mood and continue to set off for Lakstark."

As soon as I heard that I was going to Rakstaksindra, I pouted dissatisfiedly: "I just wanted to go back to see your Ashe..."

Lothar sighed, and when Syndra made this gesture, she was asking Lothar to go over and coax her.

Lothar put his arms around Syndra's waist and whispered in her ear: "We will continue to create people at night, okay?"

Syndra leaned against Lothar awkwardly and nodded quietly.

The air fortress slowly drove away from the big lake. No one else saw the earth-shattering fierce battle that took place here. The Freljord was sparsely populated, and no one knew that the body of a terrifying burning man had been abandoned here.

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"I heard that there is a big hot spring lake in the east of Heyuan."

"There are no volcanoes around the hot spring lake, right?"

"It's not on the mountain, it's a hot spring lake on the flat ground. I heard that it's so big that you can't see the other side, and it's been steaming hot all the time!"

"Nonsense! How could there be a hot spring in Heyuan, where hail has been falling for most of the year."

"What are you doing! I heard that seven or eight tribes have already migrated to the hot spring lake and won't leave, and I heard that no one will freeze to death there for a whole year during the winter!"

"There really is such a good thing, but why haven't I heard of such a big lake before?"

"How do I know, or let's take a look and hear that many wild animals like to go there to soak in hot springs, and there are a lot of hunting catches in one year!"

"Then... go and see"

The five hundred and seventieth chapter of the story of the world rune

More than half of the air fortress was frozen.

The huge fortress is now covered in silver, and the ice on the ground is condensed. If you step on it, you will accidentally slip. Fortunately, Syndra likes to float in the air, and Nami travels with water under her tail, so Lothar just helps [ The Brides of the Islands] put nails in the soles of their boots to keep them from falling.

"Master." Today is Rosa Lanqin who lives in Elise's body. She sits on a chair and looks blushing as Rosa helps her put on her shoes, "Thank you."

"Thank you, it's all family." Lothar helped Rosa Lanqin button up and asked by the way, "How is Elise?"

"It's still the same as before, screaming all day long and wanting to see you hysterically, but it has stopped a bit recently." Rosa Lanqin said, "Master, do you want to see her?"

"No, let her keep her locked up." Rosa instructed, standing up, "Be careful when you torture her, I know you hate her, but don't lose her soul, she still it works."