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Chapter 298
But there is no doubt that these three women are the most outstanding people in ancient times.
In the barbaric years when humans were extremely eager for power, they relied on their keen insight to pick out the three strongest powers in the world at first sight and pursued them unremittingly.
Serilda firmly believed that the power from the heavens could help her, but unfortunately she lost her voice to the Twilight Star Spirit.
Avarosa saw through the twisted darkness deep in the earth. The wisdom she pursued made her appreciate the roaring silence, but she also saw the fear of darkness, and she forced herself to become deaf.
As for Lissandra, she was fascinated by the wild magic in the mortal world and the realm of gods.
The primitive natural god cruelly deprived her of her eyesight to punish her for her disrespect for the gods.
When the blind Lissandra heard the roar that had impressed her sister deeply.
Lissandra's mind was still immersed in the memories of the past, but her thoughts were forcibly dragged back to the cruel real world.
However, the memory fragments that emerged immediately afterwards were like sharp knives, mercilessly stabbing the most vulnerable part of her heart. It was a painful past that she could not bear to look back on.
"It's the same old problem again... I buried them myself! With such a hard heart, do I really have even a trace of emotion left?
Emotion? Ridiculous!"
Lissandra stood in front of the Howling Abyss, her lips moved slightly, she whispered softly, and her eyes stared quietly at the bottomless dark abyss.
With the increasingly strong uneasiness in her heart, thousands of huge black icicles like coffins suddenly broke out from the ground covered with white snow.
They were like hideous and terrifying black fangs, stretching out from the bottom of the endless and deep valley, as if to swallow up the entire sky.
These icicles extended downward until they disappeared at a depth that could not be reached by sight.
This strange formation composed of icicles is operating according to some mysterious and strange rules.
The frosty cold moon and the cold stars hanging high in the sky shine together, reflecting the strange celestial phenomenon.
At this moment, Lissandra, who has powerful magic and is blind, miraculously sees everything in front of her.
"Oh! Is it the explorer?"
Accompanied by a low and hoarse voice.
Suddenly, above the towering bridgehead of the Bridge of Sorrow, a ghost emitting a faint blue light slowly floated up like a ghost.
His empty eyes stared at Lissandra not far ahead.
The mysterious undead is the guardian of this bridge-Gregor.
At this moment, he held a watcher's horn in his hand, which had been eroded by endless years and had long been yellowed and dilapidated.
However, although this ancient relic has lost its former glory, the power it contains is still palpitating.
Gregor shouted to Lissandra excitedly:
"Explorer! I seem to feel that some powerful existence is returning.
Ah Queen Avarosa... She is finally back! Not only that, even the breath of Queen Serilda seems to..."
Before he finished speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Lissandra.
The tall woman covered with ice crystals had a gloomy face and responded coldly:
"Shut up! I am the only queen of Freljord today!
As for the two people you mentioned, they are just two little girls. Do you think they have the qualifications to compete with me?"
Although no one can see the real expression on Lissandra's face.
But from the sharp ice spikes that suddenly broke out of the ground under her feet and instantly pierced Gregor's body, it can be clearly seen that she is in a terrible mood at this time.
"Uh..."
Because he is a ghost body, Gregor is naturally not afraid of any harm from the real world.
However, when faced with Lissandra's words, he fell into silence.
That's right! Even if Avarosa and Serilda really return, what will happen?
Who can be the opponent of Lissandra, the powerful witch?
You know, she has survived since ancient times, and her terrifying strength is simply astonishing.
Not only that, the seemingly ordinary things around her are the terrifying True Ice that even the Iceborn dared not touch easily in ancient times!
It should be said that it is precisely because of the witch's profound knowledge and magical magic.
These already unsolvable terrifying True Ices were even eroded by her power, and twisted and mutated under her control.
Black ice? Dark ice?
Anyway, Lissandra can drive these terrifying substances at will.
Gregor fiddled with the horn in his hand with a heavy heart, his heartIn the middle, he sighed secretly:
"Yes, for Lissandra, the so-called reincarnation of the goddess is actually just a matter of whether she wants to continue playing this game."
Gregor couldn't help but start to have deep doubts. He really couldn't figure out why Lissandra hadn't chosen to overturn the card table until now. What kind of reason was hidden in it?
Could it be because of the feelings of a thousand years ago? Impossible, back then, Gregor saw Lissandra bury her two closest people with his own eyes.
...
Under the bottom of the Howling Abyss, which is bottomless and shrouded in endless haze.
The Hall of the Nine.
A thick and solid layer of ice condensed into shape.
It was extremely cold here, as if time had stopped.
Countless thick and sharp ice spikes stood here like a dense forest, crisscrossing and forming a daunting ice jungle.
However, many of the originally transparent and pure ices have become turbid and eroded by a layer of ominous black.
In the center of this world of ice, nine pillars of ice engraved with mysterious runes rise from the ground, like giant pillars that stand tall and firm, arranged in a strange pattern.
These pillars exude an ancient and powerful aura, as if carrying some unknown power.
In front of one of the most special pillars, three very fresh corpses were frozen into ice sculptures, kneeling on the ground.
The difference between this pillar and the others is that it is devastated and covered with countless tiny cracks.
A huge lavender eye flickered faintly under the broken pillar, looking around curiously.
Wherever its eyes went, the real matter would be distorted and deformed, as if affected by some mysterious power.
A low roar echoed in the air, but no sound could be heard, only an indescribable silence was communicating.
This weird atmosphere made people shudder and shudder.
It seemed that an agreement had been reached, and the endless void broke out of the ground at this moment.
The purple light illuminated the entire ice hell.
"Boom boom..."
(Don't alarm Him... They won't care... They only care about themselves... Let the betrayer die... Just occupy the upper part of here and stay put... A large number of sacrifices, lives, and unlock all seals...)
At this moment, all the terrifying creations in the void began to stir.
The ice crystals around those terrifying evil dragons in the north were cracking.