Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Reassuring.

"Thank you."

Lilia thanked her in a low voice. During this time, Gragas has been half drunk and half awake.

Looks like an alcoholic.

However, Lilia had entered his dream, it was a dream about wine, Gragas' dream, very lively.Many people in different clothes sat and drank fine wine together.

In the noisy atmosphere, full of joy.

This is Lilia, the simplest dream she has ever seen, and also the happiest dream, with almost no trace of sadness.

Through the dream, Lilia knew that Gragas was a simple person.

"Dude."

Gragas took the lead to come to the Frost Priest, "Do you know how the Frostguard Tribe went?"

The six frost priests looked icy.

"The land you are stepping on now belongs to the Frostguard tribe. You better just get lost."

said the Frost Priest.

This is their territory, there are almost no outsiders here, and they don't need to be hypocritical.

"Huh? Here we are."

Gragas looked surprised, "We didn't get lost, we came towards the Frost Guard."

"you're drunk?"

"No."

Gragas patted his belly, "I want to get drunk, but unfortunately these wines are too weak..."

"Come back if you're not drunk."

The staff in the hands of a Frost Priest overflowed with a chilly dark aura, "The Frost Guards do not welcome foreigners. Before our master finds out, you can go home safely now. Don't make your family sad."

Ahri gently pushed Dongtan out of the scabbard with his thumb, "It is your master, Frost Witch Lissandra, who summoned us. We are here to find your master."

The six frost priests got together and whispered.

"Where did you see her?"

asked the Frost Priest.

"In a dream."

Ari walked forward, "Your master has entered our dreamland. In the dreamland, she is in a dark space where endless pure ice is frozen into an ocean. Your master is here to patrol."

When Ahri answered, a frost priest stared firmly into her eyes, trying to expose her lie.

But he couldn't smell the lie.

"What she said was true."

The Frost Priest let out a cold voice, "Our master, summon them here."

The other Frost Priests were full of doubts and surprised.This kind of thing is really too rare.

Their owners rarely do this.

Ahri let go of the thumb that was pressing on the hilt, slightly pulled out an inch of the snow-white blade, and slid it back into the sheath.

The sharp coldness disappeared.

The Frost Priests can see through people's lies, which makes Ahri and the others no need to fight these Frost Priests.

Although Ahri really wanted to try his True Ice Weapon.

But it's best if you don't fight.

All Ari wants is a calmer, youthful, sweet harem-oriented life.

"Take us to meet your master?"

Ali said.

"No...you keep walking along this glacier, and the ice and snow will guide you. We have no right to enter Frostguard Castle, let alone meet the master."

After the Frost Priest finished speaking, he leaned on his staff and walked up the snow mountain, gradually disappearing into the snow mountain.

It was like being eaten by a mountain.

In front of the endless ice and snow, these people are too small.

Serving Lissandra is different from serving other gods. Lissandra is a real entity of faith.

Old gods like Ornn, Volibear, and Avinia.

now.

Has gradually been forgotten.

Although people still recite the prayers of the old gods when they are in desperation, when they are harvesting, and when they are fighting.

But there are not many people who really believe in them.

Most people now believe in the Three Sisters.

Lissandra's believers are the most mysterious and powerful existence among all believers.

Their master, bestowed upon them power, knowledge and magic...

Chapter 479 Howling Abyss

The frost priest disappeared into the snow mountain.

Ari and the others continued to move towards the north, and they had entered the territory of the Frost Guard tribe.

It is getting closer and closer to Lissandra's main castle.

The blood of ice allows them to resist the cold winds of the extreme north and the sharp and biting frost.

Gragas has been walking in front, using his rough-skinned and thick body to shield Ahri and Lilia from the icy wind.Even though... Ahri and Lilia didn't need him to do it, he still did it.

This is a bold and rough man with a simple heart.

"It's really desolate here."

Gragas' feet were on the frozen hard snow, "It's hard to imagine that someone lives here."

"really."

When Ahri spoke, the breath he exhaled immediately froze into hoarfrost.But her eyes can still be opened.

The body of the ice blood will never be frozen by ice and snow.

"Ahri, now I think Mother Tree is right. If I hadn't left Ionia with you, I would never have imagined that there would be such a land of ice and snow, nor would I have imagined that human life could be so tenacious. "

Lilia said in awe.

Simple dream born deer, don't care about many things, but Ari walked into her world.

She became interested in the outside world.

kill.

sin.

Far from being just a synonym for the outside world, behind these terrible nightmares, there are often some desires hidden.

And sometimes, you just have to.

after all.

Everyone wants to live.

Walking along the glacier, Ahri and the others came to an ancient fortress at the seventh time of day and night.

The sentry tower erected by the ice towered into the sky.

The stone gate, engraved with ancient patterns, is like a solid rock that stands still, blocking the way.

Giant iron chains shuttle through the sentry tower.

Looking up, all he could see was the bluish-white sky and wisps of blue magical energy.

This is the Frostguard Fortress.

"Not even a ghost..."

Gragas bumped his head against the stone door, and the ground trembled, but the stone door remained motionless.

"How do we get in?"

Gragas said.

"This…"

Ari walked to the stone door, sliding his fingertips on the cold stone door, trying to find the mechanism to open the door.

But there is a "one-eyed" totem on it.

Nothing at all.

"Swish—"

Inside the stone gate, there was a strange sound of footsteps, like the sound of "dragging" or "creeping".

Ari raised her fox ears, her footsteps were extremely soft, approaching...

At the same time, it was accompanied by a faint chill and dark blue magic that overflowed in the air.

"someone is coming."

Ari pulled Gragas away to prevent him from knocking on the door, "Don't use force, we are here by invitation."

Gragas' belly could easily knock down the walls of a tavern.

But this is no tavern.

Brute force doesn't do much here.

"Boom--"

The stone door opened with a heavy sound, and a frost priest in a black robe appeared in front of them.

The arm protruding from the sleeve looks like a dry branch, with blood vessels protruding from the old skin.

In the shadow of the cloak was a face full of ravines.

Crumpled like crumpled paper.

"I am Loraka, Frostfather of the Guardians, come with me, children of summons."

The voice of the old priest was dry and hoarse, like rusty iron rubbing against the ground, it was very uncomfortable to listen to.

His eyes were in the shadow of the cloak.

can not see clearly.

However, there is absolutely no trace of kindness.

In the Frostguard tribe, it is impossible to see such a thing as kindness, and their beliefs are cruel.

And every servant of the Frost Guard has undergone a bloody screening.

"Did the witch send you here?"

Ali asked.

The old priest leaned on his staff and walked slowly, with his black robe dragging on the ground, the only answer to Ahri was the dull echo of the staff being tapped to the ground.

Lilia followed closely behind Ahri.

Some timid.

However, Lilia held the dream branch and cheered herself up in her heart, without showing any fear.

"clatter…"