League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Chapter 464: Another way to escape

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"We have to get around the village of outcasts. Lissandra has decent people looking for us everywhere, presumably trying to get me back. It seems that I'm quite important in that woman's eyes."

Behind the hidden snow hill, Lester briefly described what he had discovered to Soraka, who was squatting on the ground.

"In addition to the necessary patrolling guards, I also found a lot of Frostguard clan warriors hidden in trees and snow bushes. Obviously, the mages of the Frostguard clan have passed the news everywhere, and the warriors of the Frostguard clan already know our In this case, even if we have the Frost Guard Pass that Zuo Yin stole, we cannot easily leave the sphere of influence of the Shuang Guard clan, we must change our original action plan."

Rubbing her hands together, Soraka breathed two hot breaths into the somewhat stiff palms, her eyes were shining, she seemed to be in love with adventure.

"Then what should we do?"

A northeast-southwest wavy line was drawn on the snow, and Leicester clicked a point on the right side of the line, and then clicked a point on the left and lower position of the line, which looks like [÷] on the top.

"The west and south side of the Hanluo Mountains is the territory of the Avarosa Clan. We will directly cross the Hanluo Mountains, bypassing the Frostguard Clan's outposts and gathering places."

Looking up at the cliff that is not far away, the cliff is the Freljord's largest mountain range that separates the Freljord inland from the sea of ​​ice. , Except for the pilgrims and ascetic who are desperate for ice burial, no one wants to go up the mountain to die in vain.

There are four major dangers on the Freljord's icefields, the savage bearmen tribe, the believers of thunder bears, the wild Behemoth, the frost giants who are invulnerable and immune to frost magic, and the legendary yeti, whoever they may be. Such dangers are enough to keep mortals buried under the ice, even murderous robbers.

On the Coldfall Mountains, there are the above four kinds of dangers that may be encountered, in addition to these troublesome carnivorous hunters such as the Ironback Frostwolf and the Frost Spider, which makes Soraka doubt whether Lester's decision is correct. , You must know that although he has the ability to recover, the current Lester is only the strength level of ordinary mortals, and he only has a Demacian sword and a simple repaired iron spear in his hand.

"Is it really safer for us to go straight over the mountains than to take a detour? I've heard long ago that there are a lot of scary things in the Coldfall Mountains, maybe we should move further north to bypass the village of the outcasts and follow the Going down to the Sea of ​​Frozen?"

Seeing that Soraka was still rubbing his hands and breathing, Lester opened his fur cloak and put the woman's cold and soft hands inside.

His heart was suddenly frozen, Lester shivered and his teeth chattered.

"Hey...isn't it better?"

"Well, very, very warm."

The blushing Soraka nodded. The man's warm chest made her a little shy. Speaking of which, the man in front of her always did some shy things seriously, as if she really regarded herself as someone who knew nothing. Just like a baby, Soraka is not without suspicion that the man is deliberately playing with his feelings, but the emotional feedback of the astral magic is that the man has no evil desire for himself, only pure care and love. That's why she didn't refuse.

She didn't hate this pure kindness.

"In fact, I have also considered the risk of this matter, but I heard that there is an ancient ruin on the nearby Hanluo Mountains that can cross the Hanluo Mountains. Maybe we can try to find information about the ancient ruins in the nearby villages. , it is better to have a clear path than to act aimlessly, if it is too dangerous, we choose to detour."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

...

At the foot of the eastern foothills of the Hanluo Mountains, a small village of only a hundred people took root in this icy land. The villagers lived on herding and hunting, and were sheltered by the Frostguard clan on weekdays.

At sunset, two unknown guests came to the village. Under the call of the village chief, twelve young and middle-aged warriors armed with hunting spears and short bows gathered at the entrance of the village, using weapons and vigilance to stop the two foreigners. down.

"Who are you! What are you doing in our village!"

The young warrior got a signal from the village chief and asked the two of them rudely. On the Freljord's ice field, any carelessness will lead to fatal disasters, including unknown visitors.

Putting down his hood, Lester stood in front of Soraka and responded in skilled Freljord.

"We are from the Dalmo Plain and have no hostility towards you. While purchasing some food, we also inquired about news. If the news is valuable, we will not treat you badly."

He waved to the young warrior, and the strongest village chief stood up.

"Gentiles, what can you give us?"

"You are not far from Enx Town. I think you should need these things. These money can be exchanged for a lot of good things in Enx Town."

Throwing the heavy bag of money into the air, Lester smiled.

"Of course, in order to avoid unpleasant things, our transactions are carried out at the entrance of the village, so that my fellow mage can also have a relatively safe environment~www.readwn.com~ What do you think?"

Suppressing the greed in his heart, after observing the two people at the entrance of the village again, the village chief said solemnly.

"Young man, what do you want?"

"Some easy-to-store food, and news about the ruins above the Coldfall Mountains."

Frowning his brows, the village chief summoned someone.

"Call Nugeta, the village has raised him for so long, and it's time to contribute to the village. I hope what he said is true."

...

By the time they left the village, the two had become three, and the old Freljord named 'Nugeta' joined the team, and the team's goal was the Hanfall Mountains.

To Lester, the old Freljord guide was a little crazy.

"Master, you said you know about the ruins, have you really been there?"

Nugeta was wearing a stinky long coat of animal skin, and her hair was messy like a bird's nest on the top of a tree.

"Nothing to say, nothing to say, nothing to say, I can hear, the yeti calling, they are waiting for us, back to silence... Until we arrive, nothing to say..."

Hearing Nugeta's words, the corners of Lester's mouth slightly curved.

"Lest, this old man may be crazy. He's not pretending, which also means that his words have low credibility."

"Soraka, if a kind-hearted and innocent little boy can pass the ruins smoothly, do you think we can pass it smoothly?"

Soraka was stunned, then nodded.

"That's all right, you can be me as a prophet, just like you, a prophet who knows everything but can't do anything."

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