In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

Chapter 85: Three Sisters in Memories

The devil was sealed.

There was a dead silence on the ruined battlefield. No one made any noisy sounds. A silent shock pierced their hearts.

Everyone remained stunned for a long moment. No one cleaned up the battlefield, and no one went to check on the situation. They simply took the wounded back to the camp for treatment and continued to gaze out at the battlefield of the gods.

Even Volibear's people - the Lost Ones - suppressed their bloodthirsty will at this moment and curled up like frightened bears - the voices in their heads disappeared, the will of the gods disappeared, and they were at a loss.

After a long time, the God of Smelting took action first.

He dragged his injured body to his feet with difficulty. The big hammer that could be used to forge iron and hit demons had been thrown aside by him. The "soul flame" he had released earlier burned him so much that there was no intact skin on his body.

He walked slowly toward Volibear. The giant bear lay on the ground for a long time, without saying a word or moving a muscle.

But no one knows his brother better than he does himself, and Ornn knew full well that Volibear was not dead.

For demigods like them, the birth and death of life cannot be compared with that of ordinary humans - they do not need a mother's gestation to be born, and the way they face death is naturally not as simple as cutting off their heads or breaking their hearts.

Volibear was seriously injured, but he was not dead. He lay there motionless, not because he was completely unable to stand up.

But... he was scared after being beaten.

His will to fight...his so-called Savage Path, was all gone when he faced Aatrox.

"madness."

Ornn gave a pertinent comment to Volibear, who was lying on the ground.

The latter did not refute nor dare to refute, and his rotten body moved slightly.

The battle was over, the danger was over... He finally recovered from the fear, followed by a moment of extreme humiliation.

He had spent his entire life pursuing the ancient paths of the wilderness...but he actually felt fear during the battle.

He was actually afraid...

Finally, Ornn is needed to save...

Volibear never made a sound, but his huge body seemed to be trembling.

Seeing this, Ornn shook his head and stopped attacking the poor little bear. After this incident, Volibear would probably not do anything bad for a long time. He would curl up in his little quilt to reflect, and then he would not be able to sleep for several days.

Well... even if he wanted to commit a sin, his followers probably didn't want to - their god was defeated and subdued in public, and this shame was contrary to the ancient barbaric path they believed in.

"Just take care of yourself."

After teaching his brother a lesson, Ornn turned and looked at the mortals he protected.

And... the three mortals who protected him in the end.

One of them was someone he once hated immensely—Lissandra had deceived him.

But now... all the past grudges have been written off.

The sight of the three mortals standing together actually gave him a trance-like feeling... He seemed to be witnessing a scene from thousands of years ago, when three mortals had also led the Freljord towards unity and peace.

If Lissandra's greed hadn't led to its destruction, the Freljord would probably be well-developed today...

Well, let the past be the past.

"It was your True Ice magic that sealed the demon. You have made an invaluable contribution." Ornn took the initiative to speak to a human, a rare occurrence. "If you need any help in the future, you can come to me."

His words were brief and his tone was calm, but Lissandra, who had known him for thousands of years, knew that this was a promise that stood firm.

If there is a need for this demigod's help in the future, he will do his best even if it means risking his life.

If the "Tao" of the Bear Spirit is the way of the wilderness, then the "Tao" of the God of Forging is keeping promises and being kind.

"Thank you," the three sisters said in unison, looking up at the towering demigod. This scene was so similar to what the three sisters had experienced before.

"I don't understand your True Ice Magic, so I'll leave the task of maintaining the seal to you."

Ornn picked up his sledgehammer and gently placed the heavy ice sculpture in front of the three people.

Then, his figure began to dissipate, transforming into a burst of bright light like a raging fire.

The Forge God was about to leave. He left behind his last words:

"Volibear... I apologize for his foolishness. I will teach him a lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ornn and Volibear disappeared together.

Those who had lost their faith all ran away screaming.

Everyone knew that Ornn said he took Volibear away to teach him a lesson, but in fact he did so to save him.

But it didn't matter. It was Ornn's presence that sealed the demon, and as long as he could keep the already weakened Volibear in check, why not let him take it?

The Freljord has seen enough strife, chaos, and disaster. It is time for peace and quiet.

The two demigods left, and people began to clean up the battlefield or tidy up the buildings that collapsed in the battle.

Only the three sisters fell silent as they looked at the ice sculpture that sealed the devil.

It was obvious that the three of them wanted to keep the ice sculpture - it could be considered a commemoration of Cheng Xiao.

But... the reality is obvious. Lissandra is the only one who truly masters the magic of icy ice, and she is the only one who can supervise it.

"Cheng... I'll take this ice sculpture away." This time, Lissandra's tone was no longer a queen-like command, but a statement with an inquiring meaning.

Although Ashe was reluctant, she had to face reality.

Just like Cheng Xiao said... she has grown into a leader who can stand on her own and can no longer be so willful. She needs to walk her own path from now on.

She can miss him and even yearn for him, but she can't be stuck in the same place anymore.

The Freljord Alliance needs her... a leader who can lead them forward.

"If it is possible, please allow me to visit you in your castle when I am free."

Ash's tears had long since stopped, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"We can discuss the prospects and plans for the development of Freljord."

This surprised Lissandra a little - she knew that the other party had always disliked her.

But soon, she reacted.

"Please." Lissandra said softly:

"You and Sejuani can come anytime. The Frostguard welcomes you."

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The Frost Castle collection has been expanded to include one more item.

Compared to those ice sculptures of trolls, challengers or so-called heroes, this ice sculpture that seals two souls is the most special and powerful.

But Lissandra didn't place it in the "treasure house" behind the main keep, nor did she throw it directly into the abyss where the Void Watchers could absorb dreams. She placed it in the hallway of the old keep, where every Frostguard or visitor who came would see it.

First see the ice sculpture, then see the queen.

Lissandra once wanted to freeze Cheng Xiao completely, and then use his eternal dreams to feed the Void Watchers, but now because of the coexistence of Aatrox, this plan is impossible - the familiar breath of Aatrox will not only not make the watchers sleep better, but may also wake them up.

This was a huge waste, but Lissandra didn't feel any regret... She was even a little relieved. She was relieved that Cheng Xiao wouldn't be used as an object.

She had survived countless centuries and wouldn't be as indecisive as Ashe. Her reason would always prevail over her emotions. If she could, no matter how reluctant she was, she would not hesitate to use Cheng Xiao to suppress the observers, but not now.

She can then "keep" Cheng Xiao with peace of mind.

Leaving him in the corridors of Frost Castle, letting his scent permeate every corner of the castle. No matter where she was, she could feel the treasure she once regarded as her greatest hope.

"future……"

Lissandra sat wearily on her throne, reaching out her hand in the darkness.

She wanted to grab something, but there was nothing in front of her; she wanted to see the way forward, but all she got in response was darkness in her eyes.

Cheng Xiao and the devil were trapped in an eternal seal, and she herself became extremely weak... Regarding the future, regarding the threat of world destruction under the abyss, she no longer knew what to do.

Ashe and Sejuani might grow up soon... Should we pin our hopes on them? Lissandra doesn't know. There are too many uncertainties in the future.

She only knew that she could no longer hold on.

She sacrificed herself to unleash the True Ice magic. If Ashe hadn't awakened her powerful powers at the last moment, it's doubtful she would have returned today.

Now she has overdrawn her future life, the magic power in her body has become disordered, and her strength has been greatly reduced... If the Void Watchers wake up one day, she will no longer have the ability to seal them.

"Avarosa, Serilda... How do I move forward..."

Lissandra leaned back in her chair, a wisp of magic released from her fingertips. She tried to re-condense the icy shield that covered her eyes, a symbol of her status, but the chaotic magic lasted only a moment before dissipating into the air.

She only managed to create a shabby ice shield, just like her current predicament.

She shook her head, shattered the ice shield, and exposed her blind eyes to the air.

The True Ice shield on her body had melted away, and the "blue skin" rumored to be hers had returned to the whiteness of a normal human. This body, barely exposed to the sun for millennia, appeared pale, devoid of much color.

The ice robe gradually melted away, and she had to change into real clothes. She picked up the "crown" that the Frost Guard had made for her and used it as an ice shield temporarily.

This outfit better highlights her exquisite figure. The dress-like garment covering her waist and hips is not as hard and straight as the ice crystal robe, but is very close-fitting. The folds that fall into the gaps almost reveal all of her perfect curves.

She lacks some of the majesty and cruelty of a queen, but has more of the elegance and beauty of a noble lady.

The present her is the real her, and also the weak her... In her endless life, she doesn't trust anyone, and the only one who can protect her is herself, so she always lets the ice cover herself to get some insignificant sense of security.

Now her fair skin was unprotected, and even the chill wind that blew in through the cracks in the main keep's gate made her uneasy. This fragile human body... perhaps beautiful enough, but useless.

The skin that has not been exposed to the wind and rain is fair and delicate, and the body that has not been tempered in battle is slender and delicate, beautiful and fragile.

After a thousand years, the cruel and ruthless Frost Witch felt helpless again.

She waved her hand and closed the main gate of the castle.

She will use the rest of her life to continue guarding the secrets beneath the abyss and not let anyone get close.

This fragile look...will no longer be seen by others.

But if...if that person is still there...

"We haven't really met yet..."

Lissandra felt her fragile body and suddenly wanted Cheng Xiao to see it.

As equals, as friends... treat each other honestly.

If there's still a chance...

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All members of the Freljord Alliance have been busy with one task recently - rebuilding the camp.

The battle between Volibear, Aatrox, and Ornn was devastating. Even though the fight didn't take place inside the camp, the terrifying power would have spread across thousands of meters and reached here, razing half of the camp to the ground.

But this isn't entirely a bad thing.

The "War of the Gods" couldn't be concealed. The Freljord Alliance didn't even need to tell anyone about the massive scene; the outside world had already discovered it. The dark clouds that day, the earth-shaking phenomenon, were nearly universally known.

For a time, many people came to the scene, wanting to know what happened that day and who won the final victory.

The people of the Alliance told the truth, but some bards or drunkards liked to "add fuel to the fire" and directly exaggerated the battle into a great victory of "mortals defeating gods."

The names of Ashe, Sejuani, and Lissandra spread throughout the Freljord, and they became extremely popular. Some even called them the "New Three Sisters of Freljord," insisting that Ashe and Sejuani were the reincarnations of Avarosa and Serylda, respectively.

This explosive news spread like wildfire across the ice field.