Deep in the dark ice, Yasuo felt the call from Lisangrao.

Just like when facing the void, the voice of the Frost Witch appeared in Yasuo's heart. However, what surprised Yasuo was that Lisangrao's voice was not the usual cold voice, nor was it the tempting voice like the whisper of the void.

In the dark ice, Yasuo heard the ethereal singing.

The crying and complaining songs seemed to come from a distant dream, and like the whispers of a close lover in his ears, the ancient Frellzow German was interpreted in a completely different way - as part of the dark ice gradually warmed, Yasuo seemed to be next to the fire, following the beat, listening to an ancient Frellzow ballad.

"Heavy snow falls all over the valley, frost flowers climb up the door, clear cry cuts through the long night, and above the glacier, Enivia's wings drooped low."

"Ancient songs are heard, accompanied by the flying dreams, the long night is about to end, and a deep kiss is coming to the morning glory."

"The Mother of War Summons the Hero, the Darkness ends its sleep, the Iceman takes up his weapons, ready to go, and the Shaman's blood smears the battle helmet."

"Under the howling abyss, the eyelids open the curtain, wherever you see, everything freezes, and the ice bloodlines are piled up."

"The snowman gave his world, and his sister said goodbye to her sister. Her flesh and blood body collapsed, her long bow and flail, and the nine monuments of eternal town's sins."

"The manger is filled with oats, and the furnace ashes are sprinkled outside the door. The tile kettle has already boiled. The wanderer is leaving home, and the frost guards are waiting for you to return."

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The ancient songs are sad but not hurt, and are painful but not afraid. With Freljord's unique openness, all grievances are turned into obsessions of waiting.

Through this way of telling the story, Lisangzhuo seemed to sing that history in a complete manner as a bystander, making people unable to help but believe that the past is in the song.

Even Yasuo could not help but sway after hearing this song, as if he had seen the warriors who received the call from the mother of war, saw them bid farewell to the tribe and walk onto the battlefield, saw them going deep into the abyss to fight with the surveillance, saw them dragging their terrible one-eyed eyes with their flesh and blood, and finally gave the snowman the opportunity to seal the surveillance with nine masters...

What a great heroic epic, these ice bloodlines are real heroes. They sacrificed themselves to seal the terrible watchers, and brought eternal peace and tranquility to Freljode - if Yasuo didn't know how the truth was, he might have almost believed Lisangor's ballad.

No, this is not a ballad chanted by Lisangro. Yasuo dares to say that this sound does not even belong to Lisangro!

Although the song is beautiful and the story is touching, it is a pity that it is not true.

Perhaps the ice-born warriors did receive the assembly of their mothers and did say goodbye to their tribes and set foot on the battlefield, but their battle under the abyss was probably not as heroic as in the songs - what they had to say was even a bit sad.

They handed their strength to the person they trust most, but they didn't know what her plan was until they died.

In the end, the power in their blood was controlled and extracted by the ice vein and turned into the power of sealing. Like the monitor, their will was dragged into the eternal ice, becoming an important part of the illusion that sealed the monitor's will.

And the person they trust the most did not sing the true story in the end.

This past event was erased many parts, and then filled the most despicable gap with the most heroic language, and finally made that past event completely buried in the wind and snow.

In ancient times, although Frelljord was cold, it was not like this all year round. After that battle, Frelljord's snow finally could not stop.

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Yasuo already understood what Lisangor meant.

She seemed to have noticed the relationship between the Dark Seed and the Void, and was trying to win over Yasuo with this hostile relationship, making Yasuo think that she was the mortal enemy of the Void.

After all... in the battle before, when Yasuo used the power of the Dark Seed, her attitude was so wrong that she sneered at him.

Although this fabrication is difficult to convince Yasuo directly, after all, he is in the seal at this time - just like Rekton was driven crazy by Zelas before, as long as the seal lasts long enough, Yasuo will eventually be brainwashed by this statement.

He may even embrace the power of Anbing, accept the blood of the ice, and completely become the target of Lisangzhuo's ice vein, and become a real tool man.

Is this how Lisangzhuo gathers his subordinates?

Yasuo, who was secretly amused in his heart, simply communicated with the power of the Dream Tree - although he was not sure how far from Wangyou Garden was, his origin could clearly feel the endless dreams.

In this case, Yasuo simply took advantage of Yatoks' memory and began to fabricate his own response.

Well, if you write a song about Shang Ge, I would just make up a dream response. Life is like a play, all depends on acting.

In this way, an interesting acting battle began.

While grasping the ancient IP adaptation rights of [Frellzowd Ancient Battle], he used the Frellzowd epic songs to tell the carefully modified and compiled stories.

On the one hand, he deliberately guided the madness of the dark people, allowing dissatisfaction and anger to fill the entire woven dream, as if he was always ready to do his best to break through the star realm and sweep away the void.

A person tries to pull the other party into his own camp and transforms it into his own subordinates through further brainwashing.

One responded with anger and irritability, pretending to be stupid and as if he had lost his mind.

In this case, Lisangzhuo's only doubts before finally disappeared - the dark people are the dark people. Even if they are deliberate in their daily lives, deep in their hearts, madness is the main theme!

Well, it is really worthy of being the existence of the Dark Seed War that completely cut off the Shurima civilization. The violent, distorted and bloody heart was even a little surprised and surprised even if he had seen Lisangzhuo, who was in the deepest darkness.

But... now this terrifying dark genealogy has fallen into his own trap.

Thinking of this, Lisangzhuo, who finally returned to the Frost Guard Fortress, finally raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

No matter how violent the Dark Seed is, he will eventually become his loyal subordinate. At that time, his violentness will only be his most reliable sharp-eyed - he is the final winner!

Controlling a dark family, even for Lisangrao, is something worth celebrating.
Chapter completed!