Surrounded by a dozen tribal warriors and three dogs, Lester had to draw his sword to show friendship.
"Hey! Who are you! What are you doing in Avarosa? Where are you going? It's best not to play tricks, or you won't regret it!"
The leading female warrior holds a wooden ax with both hands, has a short haircut, and her right eye is covered with a sea urchin-shaped tattoo that looks like a ghost painting.
"Friends of Avarosa, we are travelers from Demacia. Now we want to go back to Demacia. We will not stay here for a long time, and we have no ill intentions towards Avarosa."
Soraka took the initiative to negotiate, while Lester stared coldly at the surrounding tribal warriors who were about to move. His cold murderous aura made the tribal warriors not dare to underestimate the man in front of them. The process of confronting the man reminded them of Xue.
The deadly frost wolves at night, but the threat they bring to themselves is exactly the same as those bear-men who like to sacrifice to the God of Thunder.
The female warrior looked at each other and threatened the other tribe warriors.
"Why are you telling the truth? Listen, you are not welcome here! If you don't want to die, you'd better leave Weskar!"
"But taking a boat is the best way to go to Demacia. We came to Weskar just to take a boat to go south..."
Soraka was holding her staff and trying to explain, but the female warrior waved her hands impatiently and glanced at the handsome Leicester.
"What does it have to do with us that you are going to Demacia! What's more, the Sea of Ice has long been blocked by the Ice Sons' wolf ship, and you can't go anywhere! If you are caught by the Ice Sons, you can only become slaves.
Or maybe he’s taken a liking to a certain war mother…”
After grabbing Soraka, who was a little overwhelmed, Lester took the initiative to put away the Demacian sword.
"We are not enemies, we can even be friends. Are you about to go to war with the Winter's Claws? I will join you in the offensive to defeat the Winter's Claws, and as a trade, I need to provide a naval vessel after the Winter's Claws retreat.
The ship takes us to Demacia."
"Just you? Man, how much do you think you are worth? How dare you say such big words? Haha, ah, ha."
The female warrior glanced sideways at Lester and laughed. The surrounding tribal warriors also wanted to cheer, but they couldn't help but recall the man's cold eyes just now. They grinned uglyly and couldn't laugh at all. This made one person embarrassed.
The smiling female warrior was a little embarrassed.
Lester smiled slightly, took off the sword and handed it to Soraka.
"I know that Freljord has always spoken with strength, so I will use the simplest way to prove my strength. In a one-on-one duel with bare hands, if any one of you can defeat me,
I will give the Demacian sword to the tribal warrior and withdraw from the territory of Avarosa. But if none of you can defeat me, then take me to see your war mother and let us complete the deal.
, how about it? No matter what, you Avarosa will not suffer."
Nodding with interest, the female warrior swung the ax on the ground and scratched her nose with her thumb.
"Interesting, who is going to teach this kid who doesn't know the heights of the world a lesson?"
Ten minutes later, there were people lying on the ground. The female warrior with a bruised nose and swollen face got up from the ground. The original sea urchin tattoo on her right eye and the purple and blue panda left eye complemented each other and were particularly harmonious.
"Ahem, kid, you are pretty good and you are indeed qualified to meet the Carlisle War Mother. What is your name?"
Shaking his numb right hand, Lester had to admit that these tribal warriors were quite tough-skinned.
"Lester, you will remember this name soon."
…
Noxian calendar, 256 AD, December 15th,
On the west coast of the Freljord Sea of Ice, on the ice sheet south of Weskar, a brutal fight is going on.
Thousands of Freljordians waved their weapons for their tribe and war mother, and their blood dyed the pure white snow red, seeping deeply into the land, continuing the blood feud for thousands of years.
At a later position, the Iceborn mage was hiding behind the battle formation and casting frightening spells. The spells exploded in dense areas, bringing huge destruction and deterrence to the living forces of both sides.
Carlisle was riding on the back of a pure-blooded Northland war horse. The war hammer made by Zhenbing was attached to the right side of the horse's belly. The woman's face was as cold as ice because she saw her mortal enemy, War Mother Mabel, riding on her.
The Vask Boar made a provocative action of slitting its throat, and even saw the Behemoth beast slowly advancing towards the battlefield.
After seeing the Behemoth, the ice wizards of Avarosa began to prioritize attacking the huge war beasts with claws and giant hands. However, the ice wizards of Winter's Claw were not idle either, using various weapons to attack them.
Various ice shields protected the Behemoth beast, and the gorgeous ice magic exploded on the shield, unable to harm the beast at all. Instead, the blindfolded beast began to restless, following the sound of its master's flute.
Keep getting closer to the main battlefield.
The beast handler of Winter's Claw rides on the back of the Behemoth. The beast handler's body is only wrapped in a thin layer of cloth, and is covered with garlands and horns that look like witchcraft. They are colorful and colorful.
His body stood out among the crowd, but the Ice Sons around him had expressions of reverence on their faces.
“Woooooo!
"
Putting down the bone flute, the beast master tore away the cloth blocking the view of the giant beast, stood high on the beast's back, and blew the war horn.
In an instant, the behemoth Behemoth gained sight, its eyes turned red, and it rushed into the battle formation like a heavy tank, tearing apart Avarosa's spear array easily, and its giant claws tore the tribal warriors' bodies into pieces.
Debris, Avarosa's morale plummeted.
There are three such giant war beasts.
"Peng!"
When the Behemoth was raging, two gorgeous blue streams of light flew from Avarosa's rear military formation towards the frontmost beast. The magic shells broke through the belated magic shield attack unexpectedly.
After landing on the behemoth's body, the magic ice crystals exploded at the impact point of the behemoth's body, piercing the behemoth's thick hide and stalling the attack of the Behemoth behemoth like an ice sea urchin.
"Kill them all!
"
Being accurately hit by the Ice Dragon Cannon, knowing that he was about to die soon, the stiff-bodied beast master broke the jar that had been prepared, and the specially prepared blood flowed from the head of the Behemoth into the mouth of the Behemoth.
, the man made a more fanatical sound and stabbed the dagger he had prepared into his chest.
"Baby! Do you smell my blood? Do you smell it!? Kill! Destroy! Trample everything you see!
"
The beast master took his last breath, climbed on the back of the giant beast, and completely lost his mind. The Behemoth beast charged into Avarosa's military formation with another round of Ice Dragon Cannon shells, giving Alvarosa
The Varosas inflicted heavy casualties.
“Ho ho ho!
"
The clamor of the giant beast made Carlisle's momentum stagnant. She never expected that Winter's Claw, which had always regarded the Behemoth Beast and the Beast Controller as its treasure, would actually resort to such desperate measures.
"Tell Lester that it's time for him to show his worth."
