More and more Freljordian resistance armies began to gather towards Rakstak.
Ice Queen Ashe presides over the frontal battlefield of the Freljord army, and in the absence of Lin Luo, Hero Anton acts as the overall commander and backbone among the players. Someone always has to stand up at critical moments.
In fact, Hero Anton's palms were covered in cold sweat at the moment. He had never experienced a plane-level battle of this scale and level. The eyes and pressure of all the players fell on him, making him feel breathless.
But this is the task given to him by Lin Luo. In fact, even if Lin Luo doesn't say it, this task can only be placed on him. Since he has the ambition to be the leader of the Freljord region, he has to bear a considerable price.
It means that if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
Fortunately, the final plane battle involves the life and death of the entire Freljord, so all the tribes and forces, large and small, that can fight are here.
The tribes of the Troll Kingdom that Hero Anton and the others met at first turned into a bustling tide and rushed over. The long-separated Gragas Gragas returned to the battlefield, as well as Frelzo with different appearances and sizes.
The large and small tribes in southern Germany.
"This battle has used all the strength of the Freljord..."
Ice Queen Ashe stands on the top of the Ice-Free Holy Peak, commanding the overall situation like a beacon.
She has fully activated the saint's ice bloodline and can naturally transmit sound through the wind and snow. Each of her orders and every command can be clearly and steadily transmitted to anyone's ears.
And she only needs to observe the overall situation of the entire war from the highest place to make judgments about the war. At the same time, her hands are not idle. The ice arrows of Saint Zhenbing are like a sky net, and each arrow bursts out with terrifying energy.
the power of.
But even so, it still cannot change the defeat. Although her attack is powerful, it is like facing an endless overwhelming tsunami. No matter how powerful the single point of her attack is, even if it deeply penetrates and destroys all resistance lines,
After the enemy troops are dead and annihilated, there will still be a steady stream of ice demons that continue to replenish them, as if they are never ending.
All people in wars feel this sense of powerlessness, and a sense of despair that they are about to be crushed, submerged, and eroded by the enemy's tide.
"What should we do, Master Anton? Where is Arlo? What should we do now!"
Mao Tou was already extremely anxious. Logically speaking, the power unleashed by an elemental mage like him in such a large-scale war situation was extremely powerful. But the more this happened, the more powerless he felt, because every time he released a high-level magic
After defeating some enemy troops, more or even several times more enemy troops will be continuously replenished.
In this situation in the past, Lin Luo was present every time. It can be said that he is used to the existence of this backbone. Today, Lin Luo is gone and Anton Daxia is replaced, and Mao Tou feels uneasy.
The feeling that Hero Anton gave him was much worse than that of Lin Luo. At most, he was only on the same level as him.
"Yes, where did Lin go... This battlefield cannot be without him!"
Not only players like Cathead and Anton, but even legendary heroes from the southern Freljord such as Gragas and Trundle whom we met at the beginning came here.
After the outbreak of the general war, they had no place to stay.
It fits the old saying.
Under the cover of the nest, are there any eggs?
So they migrated through the night and could only come to Laxtaq, the last holy land.
To be precise, all the tribes and residents of Freljord with fighting capabilities are now here, and their number has already exceeded hundreds of thousands, reaching the level of a million troops.
The huge ancient main city of Lakstaq, which was originally so spacious, was now packed to the brim.
As for more ordinary Freljordians, their fate is particularly miserable, and many have long since fled to the refuge areas in the southern Freljord.
It can be said that the entire central region of Freljord has become a hell on earth, and now only the Rax Tank is still alive.
"This war is too tragic, but we can still win!"
A familiar voice sounded.
It turned out to be the shaman Ge'an who had not appeared for a long time, but now he has changed completely.
If there is anything that can make a man strong and brave in the fastest and greatest way.
Then don’t think about it, it’s definitely a war, no matter what.
From the beginning as a shy and timid young priest, he experienced the battle in the troll kingdom, crossed over to the top ten tribes in the middle of the Freljord, and finally joined the final battle that became stronger day by day.
This month's high-intensity fighting during the Ice and Snow Festival was enough to turn Ge'an into a different person.
While saying this, he walked from the crowd.
It can be seen that his expression is very calm now, and his tone has become more energetic, but there are several deep or shallow scars on his fair face.
In fact, as a shaman, Ge'an didn't have to fight personally, but he still did it. This was his responsibility.
In fact, people don't have to take responsibility at all, but you actively choose to take it. This is the so-called sense of responsibility, and it is also the most precious trait of a man.
Now Ge'an has completed his growth from a boy to a man.
"The divine power of Freljord... is already exploding, I can feel it."
Ge An walked into the crowd holding the drawing board.
These words were naturally intended to inspire and boost the morale of the army. He knew that he must not let this feeling of despair and failure spread among the army.
"My compatriots, comrades-in-arms, and dear friends!"
As a shaman, he has the responsibility to inspire the soldiers. Ge An cheered loudly:
"We must resist tenaciously, because it is not us who really determine the victory of the war. All we have to do is protect ourselves, guard, and tenaciously save our lives in the tide of demons, that's all!"
After a whole month of fighting, Ge'an has now reached level 50 and is an epic-level sacrificial NPC.
He is now the chief priest of the Winter Solstice Alliance and has a very high voice.
"You mean...this war can be won?"
Mao Tou and Da Xia Anton looked at each other, their surprises palpable.
"It must be possible, what we have to do now is resist!"
Ge An said in a deep voice:
"Unite together and form an indestructible shield. The sword that really determines the victory of the war is not here, but it has obviously been unsheathed!"
…
Time has come to the last twenty minutes.
Lissandra on the sacred mountain in Luxiang has condensed the black ice into a towering fortress, and the dense light of death is like a heavy rain hitting the defense of the ice.
Now Lin Luo felt that the time had come. Now it was time for him to launch a fatal blow, the final blow to complete the Ice and Snow Festival plane war that took a total of one month, and the outcome of this war must be decided.
If the war in Freljord had nothing to do with him from the beginning, but as he gradually left a fetter on this land, with the formation of the Winter Solstice Alliance, the joining of the Longbao Group, and the Legion of Heroes branch, as the Vietnam War
More and more players are pouring in, and they are concerned about the success or failure of the final mission of his own fifth ring legend.
This battle is not only for the Freljord, but also for myself.
You can only win, not lose!
"Lissandra, is it now?"
Lin Luo stared into the Howling Abyss. He had no combat experience. In this situation, it was obviously more rational to listen to Lissandra's judgment.
"Don't be impatient!"
Lissandra's voice was cold and solemn, telling Lin Luo not to worry.
"I will remind you at the critical moment. When the time comes, you remember what I said before. No matter what... you must not let the Demon of Destruction officially come to Freljord, that is, escape from the Howling Abyss, otherwise even if
The war can be won, but the Freljord will still be destroyed!"
Lin Luo took a deep breath, activated the Eye of Perfect Ice, and stared intently at the Howling Abyss. The Ice Saint's Bow in his hand was already ready to go, and the Freljord's divine storm power was ready to be fully activated!
Time passes by in a blink of an eye.
At the final moment of life and death in the war, it seemed extremely painful.
Lin Luo stared at the countdown to the final war above his sight. The last five seconds before the hour had arrived silently, just like the silent footsteps of death.
"——Listen to my countdown!!!"
Lissandra's voice suddenly became sharp, which was exactly the same as the countdown to the task that Lin Luo saw!
Not even a minute or a second missing!
Valley
"Only you can wield the power of the Divine Storm, activate it like Avarosa, and hear my voice!"
Lissandra's sharp and loud voice was simply creepy, but her mind was unusually clear.
Lin Luo suddenly felt blessed!
The whole person fell into a state of high mental concentration!
Everything in his mind was now empty, only Lissandra's final countdown voice echoed!
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
Lissandra suddenly raised her hands, and the tsunami-like black ice blasted away all the ice demons in front of her, temporarily creating an unobstructed line of sight for Lin Luo.
She let out a shrill scream:
"——It's now!!!"
Lin Luo's brain suddenly roared, but he did not lose his mind, but became completely empty in an instant!
In fact, there is no need for Lissandra to remind you, the countdown to the mission is already the best proof!
Lin Luo's already prepared Saint's Perfect Ice Bow suddenly raised and opened it!
At this moment, he directly activated all the skills of Stud, and the colorful dragon phantom rose into the sky. The ice-blue extreme cold storm of the bloodline of the Ice Saint completely erupted, and the technological light enhanced by the future warrior flowed throughout his body...
Lin Luo has used all the ultimate trump cards from the first version to the present, and his goal is to win the final battle!
But these are not the core trump cards that are related to the victory of the war at the moment. These are just appropriate strengthening of one's combat effectiveness to make the fault tolerance rate higher.
There is only one key that truly determines the outcome of the war!
Lin Luo opened the mission backpack, and the power of the divine storm of ice blue divine light began to bloom with extremely dazzling brilliance!
[Tip: You have activated Freljord’s exclusive power: the power of the divine storm!]
[Tip: This power can only be used in the Freljord region. If you meet this condition, you will temporarily enter the divine storm state!]
Lin Luo felt that his panel properties had undergone extremely terrifying changes.
From a visual point of view, this scene seemed even more exaggerated. Even Silas stared at it with eyes wide open in disbelief. Lissandra's eternally cold expression finally showed a trace of indescribable excitement:
"This... this is the power of demigods... the power of the divine storm given by Freljord. This is the ultimate power used to defeat Gundla, the demon of destruction!!"
At this moment, Lin Luo's appearance changed dramatically.
Before this, Lin Luo changed his appearance many times due to changing bloodline rituals, but even the final Ice Saint bloodline did not really change Lin Luo's own temperament.
To put it simply, no matter how much the appearance changes, Lin Luo’s own temperament and appearance are still the main ones.
But this time after the power of the divine storm was activated, Lin Luo felt for the first time that his temperament no longer took the initiative, but turned into a completely strange, cold, powerful, but majestic feeling that cared about all living beings.
His originally tall and strong figure became slimmer, and his facial appearance and facial features that had never changed even changed, becoming a completely unfamiliar but perfect face.
If anyone who had seen the angel god Kyle was present, they would definitely be able to see that Lin Luo at this time has many similarities with him!
That is when Lin Luo's overall appearance and body shape became almost perfect.
The reason why I use perfect instead of handsome is because it is an attribute.
Perfect, this is a unique attribute that belongs to the level of divine creatures!
It is undeniable that humans cannot be perfect, but the gods of Runeterra can, because by design, the gods are perfect creatures.
Although Lin Luo is still a player now, he is more of a divine player than a human player.
"This is... the power of the gods in Rune Land..."
Lin Luo realized that he had temporarily become a god-level existence.
From an attack point of view, all his attacks will now have the priority of a demigod. From an appearance point of view, regardless of appearance, body shape, temperament, his demigod body is enough to be called perfect.
Of course, the setting that gods can never escape also appears in Lin Luo.
That is, at this time, Lin Luo's temperament was already full of him, and he already had a strong sense of indifference, a kind of indifference that regarded all things as dust.
Even if he didn't want to show this expression and demeanor at all, he could not get rid of this indifferent and arrogant nature no matter what.
"When I gain something, I may lose something."
Lin Luo thought this way, he who activated the power of the divine storm had acquired demigod-level abilities that could only be used by demigods.
This skill is what Lissandra said, and it is also the final blow that Lin Luo knows very well.
This blow is the key to determining the final victory of the war, and is the last trump card to defeat Gundla, the demon of destruction under the abyss!
However, Lin Luo, who activated the power of the divine storm, did not exactly activate a certain skill, but gave him the power of the godhead, allowing all his current skills to gain demigod priority, ranging from the initial concentrated blow to the big one.
Varosa's exclusive bow skills, these skills will be strengthened by the godhead and their power will increase countless times!
And right now Lin Luo has the strongest attack...
This conclusion only lingered in Lin Luo's mind for a moment, and then he had the answer instantly!
The strongest attack he possesses can fully exert its powerful power under the current circumstances, and there are no restrictions at all!
Lin Luo took a deep breath. The enhanced flying ability of the Future Warrior and the flying ability of the Glory of God allowed him to slowly fly into the sky, and the speed was getting faster and faster!
"After waiting for so long... now it's finally time to use you!"
Lin Luo showed a long-lost smile, and his memory suddenly returned to the dragon-slaying battle in the heroic city-state long ago.
Everything is where the dream begins. Although it seems now that I was very weak at the beginning, many persistence and so-called hard work were superficial at all. The enemies I thought I could destroy the world at the beginning can actually kill them easily now.
But what has never changed is his adventurous spirit that he has never given up, and he will never be discouraged, admit defeat, or compromise in a war, even until the last moment of defeat.
"This is the power of my own source plan!"
Lin Luo was like a brilliant firework rushing towards the sky, like a powerful arrow piercing the sky. The icy blue divine brilliance hung down like the setting sun, piercing towards the endless sky, just like the chasing arrow back then.
The Eternal Arrow of the Ash King!
"Now that I have become a god, I will launch my never-ending arrow again!"
Lin Luo suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the semi-god-level power containing the wrath of the gods exploded, blasting away the endless dark clouds and smoke, revealing only himself, or the ice god who belonged to him in the god state.
Light!
"--lets go!"
Lin Luo drew her bow like the moon, and the endless ice field divine light condensed towards the bow string!
This is not an ordinary force of nature, nor is it an ordinary force of wind and snow.
Instead, he activated Lin Luo under the storm of the gods and used the power of the godhead to condense the ultimate power of the gods!
The dazzling and extreme ice-blue divine brilliance gathering at the moment, the power of each divine light in it far exceeds the highest power of the legendary burst skill.
And this gleaming divine arrow, which is condensed from thousands of divine brilliance particles, is the strongest, strongest, and most powerful ultimate world that Lin Luo can send out at this moment when he completely empties himself.
One hit!
At this moment, Lin Luo felt a hearty sense of transparency spreading through every cell in his body, every pore, and every bit of his soul, because now he was truly releasing himself completely, unreservedly.
He struck the strongest blow that he had ever done with his own hands from the bottom of his soul and heart!
The unparalleled sense of satisfaction, the kind of trying his best, getting ready to go, and then delivering a blow without reservation at the last moment, regardless of the final failure or success, made Lin Luo gushing from the bottom of his heart.
There is a strong sense of accomplishment and pride!
"——Run wildly!"
Lin Luo stood in the distant sky. He was a god with ice-colored divine light all over his body. His hearty and exciting shouts echoed in the vast and deep sky of gods:
"The final blow with the power of the divine storm! - My never-ending arrow!!!"
