Although they have been rooted in the Freljord for many years, when the three sisters rose up, they had already missed the wild age when the ancient gods really fought against each other. Lissandra did not recognize this ancient evil god who possessed Ashe at all.
The chaos of the Freljord pantheon also makes it very troublesome for them to study it themselves.
Especially when it comes to secrets from ancient times, those old antiques that have survived from ancient times to the present are very secretive and will not share them with others at all.
Therefore, apart from knowing some ancient gods such as Ornn, Lissandra's knowledge of the fallen gods in ancient times is quite limited.
After all, He always believed that the opportunity for him to achieve godhood lay in the Howling Abyss, otherwise he would not be so dedicated to guarding this land.
But at this moment, he especially hated that his barren history could not allow him to analyze the identity of people.
The key point is that these penetrating eyes can almost see through the entire soul of a person. That kind of creepy feeling puts tremendous pressure on the last god of the "Three Sisters Cult". More importantly... can you just say a damn thing?
?!
Lissandra's face was stiff, trying not to show her fear.
The entire snowfield fell into an eerie silence. Chai Anping began to gloat as he watched this scene. He ignored the atmosphere and explained to Lux in a low voice: "Did you see that over there is Lisang from the Three Sisters Cult?"
Zhuo, have you heard of it? He is probably the one who initiated this blood sacrifice. If he dares to kill mortal lives so wantonly, I guess he will suffer a serious blow this time.
The big boss flying from the sky should be a lawful person like Anivia. He must have been lured out because of the blood sacrifice... But his state is a bit strange. He borrowed it from the Avarosa War Mother.
Ai Xi’s body, tsk.”
Lux listened to his explanation, revealed her little head and whispered "Oh~", and she didn't look so scared anymore.
Sejuani, who was being carried carelessly by Chai Anping and struggling in vain, was a little dumbfounded when she heard the conversation between the two. Who is this? This tone sounds very arrogant!
But when he said this, Chai Anping remembered her. He kicked Sejuani on the back and asked, "What are your two tribes fighting for?"
At first, the War Mother of Winter's Claw had quite a personality and refused to say a word.
Later, Chai Anping also let her experience the experience of dehydration in the snowfield, and she quickly confessed honestly:
"According to the divine revelations received by those witches, Avarosa stole the vital 'Eye of Rakstark' from the Freljord."
"Eye of Rakstark?!"
A flash of light flashed across Chai Anping's mind, and he remembered the legend he had heard...
The Creation of the Freljord!
One of the Frost Mother's eyes turned into Rakstark!
"Guigui...it turns out to be this big boss!"
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The higher you reach the altitude, the thinner the air becomes, and the strong and wild magical energy on the land also becomes scarce.
There are very few creatures that can break out of the sky of Rune Continent and come to the outside world.
This has something to do with the strangeness of this land and the restrictions set by the Dragon King.
This is a unique paradise for cosmic creatures and star spirits. After the arrival of heavenly beings, the local gods are dormant and will not come to such a place in a ostentatious manner.
But at this time, a huge transformed bird was flapping its wings and fighting towards the sky.
The strong wind continued to blow off the ice crystals on his body, grinding them into nothingness.
But at this time, Anivia had no emotion at all about the physical pain. He just stared at the huge fireball in the distance that provided light for Rune Continent——
sun!
"Mother, I'm here to bring back your other eye..."