He Comes From the Void

The thing in the ice might have been a troll once, but it wasn't any more, but something more terrifying.

The troll's huge and ugly nose disappeared, and merged with the original eyes to become a huge blue one-eyed, deeply embedded above the mouth. This weird facial feature is completely beyond the scope of human appreciation, so the card Sha would be terrified.

Under the influence of some Void-like force, the hair of these trolls also grew long and turned a pale color. Huge ice horns grew on both sides of their heads, and their fangs were as long as bull horns, piercing out the black ice that sealed them. At the same time, glowing ice crystals are also growing inside their bodies, the contrast with the dark skin is very obvious.

"Are these really trolls?" Kai'Sa asked. It was hard for her to imagine how the troll had transformed into such a creature.

"Look over there, there is a troll that has just begun to transform." In the direction Kahn pointed, the thing sealed in the black stone still looks like a troll, but the nose is collapsed, and the eyeballs are deeply sunken into the eye sockets, mingled together .

If Kai'Sa saw it right, this was the group of northern trolls that Trundle had brought, their sallow skin hadn't completely darkened yet.

"These trolls have been eroded by the void, but not completely." The power Kahn feels from these things is similar to the void, but there is no hunger that devours everything, only the cold that wants to freeze everything .

That's what the spirit walker warned them to be careful about what's in the ice.

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Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from the only passage away from this place, echoing in the deep ice cellar.

"Someone is coming, quickly hide!"

The cold air here keeps gathering hoarfrost on their bodies, so the invisibility is invalid here, and they can only use the simplest method,

Kahn dragged Kai'Sa into the gloomy ice formation and hid behind one of the huge boulders. Layers of black ice firmly blocked their figures. As long as they don't make any noise, no one will be able to find out if they don't walk by them.

It's just that Kahn didn't want to let himself fall into a passive position. He took off a piece of skin armor from his body and stuck it on an icicle. The detached skin armor first grew stitches to hold the icicle tightly and fixed itself on it, then a crack was split in the middle, and one eye wriggled and opened, becoming a surveillance-like existence.

Just as Kahn and the others hid, the owner of the footsteps entered the ice cellar. He closed his eyes, and the third eye hidden in the dark immediately synchronized the scene he saw into his mind.

A total of three people, three Frost Priests, stepped into this frozen mausoleum.

"It's okay if it's not Lissandra." Kahn thought in his heart, and conveyed the news to Kai'Sa with hand gestures, while motioning her to keep quiet.

Because these three priests were very different from the Frost Priests they had seen before. They wore armor that was thicker than the Frost Guards, and dragged heavy cloaks behind them. The cloaks were connected to their shoulders and arms, and their hands were clasped in front of them. , the cloak covered all their parts below the waist.

The weirdest thing is that there is no black ink on the faces of these three people, because their heads are tightly covered by the same exaggerated and heavy double-horned iron helmets in different styles, only the nose and mouth are exposed. These horned helmets, which look like instruments of torture, are all engraved with a one-eyed logo on their foreheads, as if this one-eyed eye can replace their two eyes to see the way ahead.

Obviously, the exaggerated attire of these three priests was a fanatical imitation of Lissandra. To be able to wear such a look down, the rank of Lissandra's subordinates must not be low.

A thought suddenly flashed in Kahn's mind, maybe they don't need to hide, because wearing such horned helmets can't see people at all.

But such thoughts were immediately dispelled, and he couldn't use common sense to look at everything that happened here.

The three Frost Priests stepped into the unique Stonehenge, but they did not find Kahn and Kai'Sa hiding in the corner, nor did they find the surveillance eye he had placed.

Void creatures are frozen everywhere here, and it is difficult to detect their breath mixed in. Although the throbbing of hunger was constantly coming from the skin armor, no matter what, the two of them remained motionless, as still as dead objects, not even stirring the cold air.

The priests inspected around the icicle, carefully feeling the changes in the frozen things. Finally, they stopped at a distance of seventeen steps between the two of them, and there were only two icicles between them and Kahn, where they could directly observe with their own eyes. A palpable tension hangs in the air, like the menace of waiting for thunder after lightning.

The priests still didn't find them, and the three priests stood in a triangle and began to communicate with each other about their discoveries.

"The first batch of experimental subjects sent has matured." An old voice said.

"Their consciousness has been wiped out and turned into skins without souls. Even the ice crystals in their bodies are constantly growing, and the power they can't contain wants to break through the body." Another hoarse female voice explained.

"Have you failed?" The third voice sounded much younger than the first two.

"No, on the contrary, the transformation was successful, and the trolls resisted the erosion of this dark force. When these corrupted trolls were released from the frozen tomb, they only knew one thing and that was the only thing they could do to our dark queen. Fate is obedience. As long as the frozen servant is obedient, it doesn't matter if the body is broken."

"Clumsy trolls are not qualified to be the queen's pawns. They only have a strong body worth using. After transformation, their loyalty to the queen is unquestionable, not even inferior to those who have the strongest belief in the patriarch. Frostguard."

"Hurry up and report the news to the patriarch before she falls asleep." The old priest coughed lightly twice, raised his chin, and lightly removed the black ice on the top of the cane hidden in the cloak and the holy black ice hanging around his neck. light bump.

He stretched out a finger to lightly tap the one eye on his forehead, and said, "The darkness is calling, and Lissandra's eye is watching us, and we will never leave."

"Never blink." The other two priests also chanted and replied.

Then the three stood in a row, just as they had come, and left the frozen mausoleum at a perfectly synchronized pace.

After they left, Kahn stepped out of the darkness and took back the armor he had placed.

Kaisha looked at the black icicles around and said to him: "These are all made by Lissandra. She turned all the trolls brought by Trundle into this ghostly appearance. She used her dark and cold magic to turn These trolls twisted into her minions."

"What is she trying to do? On the one hand, she wants to prevent the watcher from waking up, and on the other hand, she continues to borrow the power of the watcher."

"I don't know what she is thinking, but I know who these three frost priests are. They are Dracron, the highest-ranking clergyman here, and they receive direct orders from Lissandra himself. It is impossible for these three people to be absent from the meeting , their appearance here means that Lissandra's meeting is over, and we have to go back quickly."