Even after meeting Lissandra, Silas was still confused.
Even though he had "sufficient prison experience" in Demacia, when he actually woke up from the ice prison of the Frost Witch, his mind was still blank.
This feeling is completely different from being in a coma for a period of time or sleeping.
A more accurate description would be "a part of Silas's life is missing."
It's not a dream without trace.
But there is not even a dream.
Therefore, when Lissandra lowered her head, looked at Silas, and put forward her own conditions, Silas did not even react immediately.
He just stared at Lissandra blankly, watching the Frost Witch's mouth open and close, trying his best to recall everything in his past - when he regained consciousness, he had already walked through the world like a revolving lantern.
My own life over the past forty years.
After skipping the gap, he finally raised his head and looked at Lissandra.
"So, what did you just say?"
"I can give you a chance to be free." Lissandra didn't mind his previous disregard, or in other words, Lissandra seemed to have expected Silas's state, "Go and do something for me.
Do something you hope to achieve, and I will fully support you and then give you freedom."
"The only thing I hope for is revenge." Silas narrowed his eyes, "So, are the Frostguard tribe going to declare war on Demacia?"
"I support you more in finding the emperor of Demacia." Lissandra shook her head gently and proposed a different plan, "You will use the power of others, right?"
Silas nodded subconsciously.
"Then, I can lend you my power." Lissandra approached Silas and extended her right hand to him, "Use my power to complete your revenge."
Silas looked at Lissandra and did not reach out his hand immediately.
He just looked at Lissandra quietly, and after a long time, he finally nodded.
"good."
The next moment, Silas stretched out his right hand and took Lissandra's outstretched hand. A coldness that made his soul tremble uncontrollably poured in from the palm of his hand.
But unlike the last time he "stealed" this power, Lissandra obviously deliberately controlled the influx of power and gave Silas room to adapt.
A layer of fine white frost appeared on Silas's body. His body began to tremble, and his mind went blank again. Even after Lissandra let go of his hand, he was still as stiff as an ice sculpture.
, after a long while, he curled up on the ground as if he was electrocuted, twitching from time to time.
"Go." Lissandra looked at Silas calmly until he finally stood up, "Go and prove to those warm-blooded people that ice blood is the most powerful force - anyone who offends will be punished.
Pay the price for it."
Silas worked hard to digest this power. He wanted to stand up and leave, but he instinctively lowered his head and bowed respectfully to Lissandra.
"Yes." Silas gritted his teeth, but his voice still came out of his throat word by word, "For the blood of ice."
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When leaving the Frostguard Fortress, Silas had a perfect ice blade on his body.
This was his special weapon as a special envoy. When they obtained this dagger, the Frost Guard warriors looked at Silas with undisguised envy on their expressions.
Even the Frost Guard tribe has a lot of perfect ice weapons in their hands.
Even though Demacia's Ice Gold Coin material contains Zhen Ice, it is completely different from Zhen Ice that can be made into weapons.
Not only are complete Ice Weapons difficult to process, but the raw materials are extremely rare. It is said that peeled Ice can only be found in the depths of the Howling Abyss.
But the Howling Abyss has always been a restricted area guarded by the Frost Guard tribe. Even if the Frost Guard warriors were extremely greedy, they did not dare to disobey the witch's order and enter the Howling Abyss privately to find Zhenbing.
And considering the geographical environment of the Howling Abyss... if you enter it rashly, you are not looking for Zhenbing, but risking your life.
Those who have the ability to enter the Howling Abyss in search of Perfect Ice often have their own Perfect Ice weapons; while those of the Ice bloodline who do not have Perfect Ice weapons do not have the strength to support them entering the abyss - this is considered a
It's a closed loop.
However, Silas, who had been given the ultimate ice, did not feel even a trace of gratitude or relief in his heart. At this moment, he only felt pain and despair.
Because after accepting Lissandra's power, he found that he seemed to have become Lissandra's puppet.
Obviously he had no intention of saluting Lissandra, but he still bowed his head deeply when leaving.
Although Lissandra didn't make any movement, she seemed to be holding Silas' head!
This is not the most deadly.
What's even worse is that Silas feels as if he has been imprinted with an indelible mark. The thought of "killing the Emperor of Demacia" is always lingering in his mind and cannot be stopped at all.
No wonder the Frost Witch didn't worry about escaping at all.
In this situation, there is no way I can run away!
Seras, who was worried, left the Frostguard Fortress and walked blankly on the snowfield. After an unknown amount of time, the sky gradually dimmed. He looked around, and finally found his sight in the moment when the wind and snow subsided.
A cave.
Silas took the initiative to approach the cave. As the wind turned, a bloody, somewhat foul smell hit his face.
This cave... seems to be the lair of a white bear.
An unspeakable violence surged out of Silas's heart. He snorted softly, and then swaggered into the bear's den.
A quarter of an hour later, Silas took out the Perfect Ice Dagger and began to study the skinning technique.
The Zhenbing dagger is extremely sharp, and the white bear's fur is easily peeled off from its muscles wherever it goes. But the problem is that the cold effect of this dagger also freezes the white bear's fur and flesh instantly - the skinning goes smoothly.
But the peeled white bear skin is hard, while the white bear meat is frozen.
Fortunately, Silas didn't plan to get rid of the whole bear from the beginning. This kind of freezing was actually a good thing for him, at least the ground wouldn't be stained with blood.
Choosing the most plump piece of leg meat and grabbing it in his hand, Silas walked around the bear's den and finally found a relatively clean corner. After choosing the angle, he pressed one hand on the wall of the cave.
, pressed one hand on the ground, and two ice walls rose quickly, helping him isolate a relatively clean area in the bear's nest.
Then Silas finally sat down against the ice wall, cutting the bear meat into small strips and chewing it slowly.
