Void Beetle Evolution Guide

The Hearth dwellers were abandoned because they could not keep up with the Iceborn, and when the enemy attacked, the remaining tribesmen were not enough to resist the attack of the Frost Priests.

Ashe's biological father was the first to die, and her mother also died heroically to cover her retreat. She kept running towards the glacier for four days, but the frost priest was chasing her and had no intention of letting her go.

With nowhere else to go, she came to Ancient Frost Mouth. The location of Avarosa's Tomb was marked on the map, but there was nothing here except a lonely grave.

The Frost Priest led the Sons of Ice to surround them. He took off his helmet, and Ashe discovered that the person who killed her mother was actually her childhood sweetheart, Marukolo, who was named the same as her.

Since returning from his pilgrimage to Iceguard Fortress, Marukolo, who has become a frost priest, has been completely loyal to Lissandra.

At that time, Ashe didn't understand why Marukolo did this, but after hearing about Lissandra's conspiracy from Kai'Sa, she understood everything.

It turned out that Lissandra didn't want the Bow of Avarosa to reappear in the world. No wonder Marukolo had been persuading Glenna to give up since she embarked on the journey, and finally killed them mother and daughter.

Seeing the Frost Priest approaching step by step, Ashe hurriedly rushed to the lonely grave.

She still remembered that she found her Avarosa bow in a lonely grave, and her hair was dyed silver-white by the powerful magic contained in the ice bow the moment she held it.

Ashe tried her best to find the Ice Bow. As long as she got it, she could kill Marukolo and end this painful dream...

However, she turned over several stones according to the locations she remembered, but could not find any trace of the ice bow, as if it did not exist at all.

"It's not here... It's not here either... Did I remember it wrong?!"

"Ashe, is this what you're looking for?"

"Marukolo" behind him suddenly asked, holding the Avarosa Bow that should have been in the lonely grave. Then he raised his axe and chopped it down in front of Ashe.

"No!" The dream was not in line with her memory, and Ashe screamed at the top of her lungs. Looking at the broken ice bow, she felt deep fear and murmured, "No, it shouldn't be like this! This is just a dream, this is just a dream..."

"Ashe, the Idealist, I see her shadow in you." A voice emerged from the darkness of the night, steady and cold.

The surroundings fell silent. The appearance of the sound made the Son of Ice still like a sculpture. Ashe tried hard to find the source of the sound and finally found it was above her head.

In the clean and clear night sky, the stars twinkle in the surging aurora, forming a huge and illusory half-length portrait.

She was a gorgeous goddess, her hair flying to the sky, her eyes clear and bright, as blue as crystal, sparkling with heavenly energy. It was the last dawn of this world.

"The darkness laughs," she said, "and it tells me 'Frost and lies are tools of desperation.' I clench my hand into a fist! I will pull out the eye that watches everything! I will stick it on the spear of ice! Otherwise, the howling and songs of the cold wind will only be sung to the collapsing abyss..."

This fable made Ashe tremble all over. Under the ice under her feet, there seemed to be some kind of darkness and emptiness...even hunger. She tried her best to hide her instinctive reaction, but Lissandra still saw her fear.

"You know everything." A strong sense of oppression came along with an extremely cold tone. When Ashe closed her eyes, her eyelashes had been frozen by the cold wind.

Ashe hated her own quick understanding, and Lissandra's anger caused cracks to appear in the sky.

Now, it hurts to break the ice and open her eyes. But she has to open her eyes. The longer it sticks, the harder it is to tear it apart.

She cried out in pain, feeling the warm blood running down her cheek. She exhaled a breath of hot air to thaw her fingers a little, then touched her cheek. The wound at the corner of her eye was not too serious.

Then Ashe raised her head, and in the cracked sky, Lissandra's face came much closer.

It changed from a bust to a full face, just like observing a bug trapped in a dream through a cracked glass jar.

"Ice does not bring pain, but submission." Lissandra recited the True Ice Prayer that Ashe was so familiar with. "Daughter of the Freljord, bring those outsiders to Frostguard Hold. I have something to tell you."

As soon as the words fell, the sky fell.Mei I I I you are in the air without Lin Youyong...

The night sky shattered into countless pieces along the cracks, and huge fragments collapsed and fell. Without the shield of the barrier, Lissandra also turned from a shadow into a solid entity.

She wore a huge hood, half of her face was hidden in shadow, and the horns-shaped hood completely covered her eyes. In the middle of the hood was a one-eyed symbol.

That doesn't mean seeing more and farther, but rather a surveillance eye.

Chapter 215 The Troll Attacks

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Ashe woke up from a nightmare and opened her eyes suddenly. What appeared before her was the pointed top of the leather tent.

The first thing she did was to grab the ice bow beside her. Holding it in her hand, and feeling the extreme cold pain coming from it, she felt some sense of being alive.

"Ice does not bring pain, but submission..."

With the cold touch, Ashe concentrated on recalling the dream, and suddenly found a strange memory in her mind.

The memory described a road leading to the Frostguard Fortress, but she had never been there before and had no idea how to find the hidden fortress.

In fact, the Frost Priests or Iceborn Warriors who returned from the pilgrimage to Frostguard Fortress were all inspired by Lissandra in their dreams to go to the fortress, and their experiences were similar to what Ashe dreamed.

There was a tearing pain in the corner of her eye. Ashe quickly reached out and touched the corner of her eye, and found that the damage she suffered in the dream had actually been brought to reality...

At this moment, she felt deeply afraid of Lissandra's power.

The other party could easily kill her in her dream. If she wanted to, she would have turned into a frozen corpse by now.

She even considered whether she should quietly change her route and bring the few people who were unfamiliar with the Freljord to the Frostguard Fortress, but after thinking it over, she decided not to.

Ashe hates betrayal. She knows how bad it feels, so she will never betray others. So she went to Kai'Sa and told him about it that day.

"What? You were in a dream?!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down. I don't want anyone to know."

"Does she have a spy in the tribe? Why did she react so quickly?" Kai'Sa was surprised at the swiftness of Lissandra's actions. Ashe was also surprised, as if she was under the other party's surveillance.

"At least there is no Frost Priest in this caravan." Ashe replied. She was reluctant to believe what Kaisa said, but Lissandra's actions undoubtedly confirmed her guilt, making those stories that she thought were just wild history more credible.

The carriage fell silent. Both of them knew that this was all because of the conversation yesterday. Lissandra knew that someone here knew her dark secrets. This ability to know everything was really terrifying, and they didn't even dare to speak easily.

"Ask Lissandra if she only looked for Ashe?" Fortunately, the communication between the Wild Hunt and his followers could not be heard, so he said this to Kaisa.

So Kaisa asked the others in the car if they had been dreamt of last night, but they all said no. Only Ashe's dream was affected, and the figure of the Frost Witch appeared.Mei I have you Mei Kong Yong has no Lin You Yong......

"It seems that Lissandra's ability to enter dreams is not easy to take effect on outsiders like us." Kai'Sa pondered: "We are not Iceborn, not even Freljordians, so she wants to convey it through Ashe's mouth and let us follow her to Frostguard Fortress."

She didn't know that this was actually a bait deliberately thrown by the Wild Hunt.

He asked Kai'Sa to tell Ashe about the conspiracy and secrets because he knew that Lissandra would definitely come to him after learning that the truth was revealed.

That way, they wouldn't have to go looking for her specifically.

"Ashe, are you going?" Kaisa asked Ashe. They both knew that this was a Hongmen Banquet.

"That depends on you. I won't force you to go with me... Besides, I have to lead the entire Avarosa tribe to welcome the cold winter. Asking me to abandon my compatriots and go to meet her is totally forcing me." Ashe frowned. She didn't dare to call Lissandra's name directly, so she used "she" instead.

"Then let's proceed normally and see what she will do."

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In the next few days, Lissandra appeared in Ashe's dream again and urged her to go to Frostguard Fortress to meet her as soon as possible.

Although it doesn't come every night, it comes quite frequently, making it difficult for Ashe to sleep well and look haggard.

If it weren't for the fact that the Iceborn possessed endurance far beyond that of ordinary people and was able to endure going without sleep for days and nights, he would have probably fallen ill after being affected like this.

The Frost Witch’s appearances in her dreams are always great.

She was wearing a gorgeous robe, as beautiful as the first snow, and walked out of a huge upright ice coffin.

Strictly speaking, that was not walking. The ice clusters under Lissandra's feet rose and fell. She just had to stand on them to keep her body steady and she would be pushed forward by the newly grown ice clusters.

Ashe couldn't see her legs under her gorgeous long dress, but the way Lissandra moved made it seem as if her legs were grown in the ice, and she walked very steadily.

This reminded her of Talia's way of moving. In order to practice magic, the girl often got off the car and used sliding rock boards instead of walking on her feet. The principles of the two were very similar.

Speaking of which, there were several particularly difficult sections of road on the way north, and it was Talia who volunteered to build bridges and roads to help the convoy pass.

The big family of Avarosa likes this little sparrow from Shurima very much. He is friendly, enthusiastic and loving, and no one can hate him.

In the dream, Lissandra has absolute initiative. She is the god in the dream, and she can change the world with just a wave of her hand.

Fortunately, she didn't do anything to Ashe. She just urged her and left in a hurry, as if she was in a hurry to go to the next dream.

The dreams after that became a little obscure. Once, Ashe dreamed that the frozen earth turned into mountains covered with gray frost. A black sun rose in the sky, like a huge eye watching, casting a long shadow on the earth.

This desolate land in the dream is a distorted Freljord that has lost all life and magic... and Lissandra has become an eternal and immortal being, towering behind a black sun and struggling to push it back below the horizon.

The black fireball resisted, burning the goddess' fingers.

Ashe was stunned. Lissandra was using this method to tell Ashe that she was trying her best to suppress the gradually awakening Watcher.

If she didn't know the whole story, Ashe might have regarded her as a savior, but now she just felt that she deserved it.

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Heading north, the convoy came to a village to rest for a while and avoid the increasingly severe snowstorm.

There were not enough houses in the village, so the caravan found a place nearby and started building mammoth skin tents.

Seeing that Ashe was having difficulty inserting a tusk spear into the frozen ground, Kai'Sa called for Sephy to help.

"Really? You have to wake me up when I am sleeping so well."

Yawning, Saifei pulled the crooked spear out of the soil and thrust it deep back in.

Ashe shook it and found that it was much more secure than the one he had inserted himself, and was more than enough to serve as an anchor point to fix the tent.

"Thank you. Actually, you just need to stay in the car. I can replace others to do this."

"If you hadn't freed up a carriage for us, we wouldn't have anywhere to live. It's only right that we help you."

Kaisa replied to Ashe politely, and suddenly a strange sound in the wind caught her attention.

"Did you hear anything?" Kasa asked vigilantly.

"The wind and snow are quite strong tonight. There is an ice lake nearby. Perhaps it's the sound of the cold wind whistling across the ice lake." Ashe had heard similar sounds before. On the ice field, the mountain wind often brought howling sounds.

"Not really. Listen carefully."

Seeing Kaisa being so persistent, Ashe listened carefully again.

This time she heard a "woooo" sound in the wind, which sounded like some kind of horn.

In order to check the surrounding situation, she put her finger into her mouth and blew a whistle. The trained whistle hawk immediately flew from the top of the eaves to her hand, then spread its wings and soared, observing every move in the dark from high in the sky.

Soon the sentinel eagle flew back, and Ashe called a spirit walker to translate the eagle language into human language.

"It's trolls!" The Beast Spirit Walker said in panic, "There are not just one or two, there are a lot of them, more than the Enuk herd!"

Chapter 216 Trundle

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The news of the trolls' attack made Ashe's heart skip a beat, and she quickly asked her people to put down their work, pick up weapons and prepare for the battle.

She was shocked as to why the trolls appeared here, considering that this was the heartland of the Avarosa tribe and she had not received any news from the front line.

It was as if he had dug a hole in the ground and got in by avoiding the outpost.

Although Ashe was shocked, she did not lose her composure. She released the sentinel eagle again to inform the front line of the situation here, asking them to come to support immediately if they were not attacked.

They certainly couldn't count on reinforcements as it took too long to get here from the front line. They had to rely on themselves.

Panic spread, and people all picked up their weapons tremblingly, looking vigilantly at the darkness around the village.

Once upon a time, the trolls, as the most brutal predators on the ice field, had deeply engraved fear into people's blood. Even the northern raiders could not bring them such a suffocating sense of urgency.

Ali and the others also got off the car, squinting their eyes to pay attention to the surrounding situation, and asked the elderly, the weak, women and children to hide behind the soldiers.

The trolls came from the route that the caravan had to take, but they had no intention of ambush and headed straight for the village where Ashe was.

When the sentinel eagle discovered them, the distance was only two or three miles. After a while, some sneaky shadows appeared in the darkness and surrounded the entire village.

Torches lit up one after another, lighting up the entire snow-covered path. There stood dozens or even hundreds of trolls, each of them huge and murderous.

This was the first time that Kassa and his companions saw a troll.

They are actually similar to humans, tall and strong, but only have three fingers. They either crawl on all fours or walk upright, each of them is at least as tall as two adults, with blue skin that glows coldly, with stone-hard protrusions, and dried blood forming a coating on it. Their red hair is furious, and they only wear a leather skirt, but they move without any sluggishness in the ice and snow.

The trolls are natural ice predators, and this isolated little village is their hunting ground.

"How can there be so many?! It would take several tribes to gather so many adult trolls!!"

There were many experienced hunters in the caravan, some of whom had glorious records of hunting trolls alone, but they were all panicked when they saw the scene before them.

Even they could barely kill a troll with the help of mounts, bows and traps.

Size is truth, and in a head-on confrontation, it is difficult for humans to defeat trolls that are much larger than themselves, let alone when so many trolls appear in groups.

Among the many trolls, one stood out.

It wore a crown on its head and held a massive mace made entirely of True Ice with an obsidian handle. The cold light of magic shone through it, making its skin as hard as stone.

"It also has the bloodline of ice!" The True Ice weapon in the troll's hand made Kassa confused: "Aren't humans the only ones with the bloodline of ice? Could it be that the troll is also the descendant of the three sisters?"