Because she was blinded by Wallybel, Lisandra began to walk in her dreams, and through other people's eyes, she could see clearly than before.

Because the Bingyan flows with the same bloodline that cannot be frozen, she can easily invade the Iceman's dreams. Previously, she had accumulated the number of Iceman for the Frost Guard tribe by appearing in her dreams. Now, through these eyes and ears scattered throughout Frelljod, the Iceman was firmly controlled in her hands, and people who were regarded as eyes and ears often did not know it.

Therefore, Geno began to feel that their transportation plan had been exposed. After all, there were a large number of ice descendants in the Avarosa tribe, which gave Lisanzhuo many goals to choose from. She has been watching Avarosa and Winter Claws, looking for opportunities to provoke the relationship between the two. I believe Lisanzhuo would never let go of such an excellent opportunity.

And Geno had no way of doing this.

Unless he goes to the Frost Guard Fortress now to raid Lisangzhuo's house and take her into his hands.

But will reality be so easy?

You should know that Lisangzhuo is very cautious. In order to prevent being assassinated by the enemy, she divided the entire tribe into three camps, and no one knows which tent she would fall asleep in.

However, the demon is one foot taller and one foot taller. With his familiarity with Lisanzhuo, Geno can first sneak into the Howling Abyss to wait for her. Because Lisanzhuo often goes to the Hall of Nine Lords in the Howling Abyss, sleeps on the ice sealed by the monitor, and goes alone.

She had no guards around her, which was a great opportunity.

However, even if she showed such a big flaw and lay on the ice and was slaughtered, Geno could not touch her.

Because at this moment she was sinking into the dream of the Void Monitor and associated it with it. She comforted it in the dream and made it fall asleep in a misty way. If Lisangzhuo was disturbed at this time, it might wake up the monitor.

The surveillance officer woke up and found that he had been deceived and was not something that the Runeland could bear, and now Jeno was obviously not ready to deal with it.

He couldn't move, and couldn't control it, Geno didn't have a good way to deal with Lisangzhuo for the time being. He knew that the other party would provoke discord and weaken the strength of both sides to reap the benefits, but he could not stop her from doing so, so he could only prevent everything.

At least, he couldn't tell Ashe about their plans too much. Because Ashe was an ice-born, the more he told her, the more Lisandra might know.

...

Just as Geno was thinking about countermeasures, Lisanzhuo had just woken up from his dream.

Where she lay down was a huge underground void, big enough to accommodate thousands of fortresses. An ice-filled ocean stretched from the end of one side to the end of the other. It was not the end of the noisy surface, but closer to a completely different madness.

The ice base in the center of the cave is a perfect plane, like a black mirror. The ice surface at Lisangrao's feet is much more transparent than the turbid ice surface in other places. If you stare down, through the depth of about twenty feet of ice, you can clearly see a huge one-eye looking back at her without blinking.

The giant eye was surrounded by dark, curly, tentacle-like limbs.

It is not dead. In that gaze, there is life and vast, unaware wisdom. Anyone who faces it will be penetrated in an instant, and then reason is stripped of its cocoon, and the body becomes an empty shell.

Lisangzhuo therefore feels that blindness is a blessing.

She stood up, her gorgeous robe slid across her shoulders and wrapped herself around her body. As she pulled her long hair, the lines of time appeared on her face, and scars and holes in her eyes were exposed. But as she put on a hood, all of these traces were hidden in the darkness.

On the empty field around Lisangzhuo, there are a circle of huge and abrupt Zhenyi, with a total of nine. It looks like pillars, distributed along the circle in the open space, giving the entire cave a sense of solemnity of a god of loss.

This underground cavity sealed by the Void Surveillance is the holy place in the hearts of the Frost Guards - the Hall of Nine Lords. These icicles are equivalent to huge shackles, bounding the things that live under them. These are Lisangrao's "masterpieces" and are cages made by her sacrifice to the magic snowman.

No, it is no longer suitable to call it a cage. Now the Hall of Nine Lords can no longer trap the Void Monitor. If Lisangor had not allowed him to sleep for a long time, then this place would have disappeared, so it would be more suitable to call it a "cradle" or "ice bed".

Zhenbing under her feet was biting cold. If it weren't for the Iceborn, most people would have been frozen the moment they came here. But in this extremely cold place, Lisangzhuo could fall asleep with his skin against the ice and ignore the coldness brought by Zhenbing.

This is due to her loss of eyes a long time ago, so she traces their sleeping bodies in her mind, which is clearer than seeing with her eyes.

The chills she saw were far more than her bones and blood, so when her skin was pressed against Zhenbing, her body no longer trembled.

After putting on her clothes, Lisanzhuo gracefully crossed her hands in front of her belly. A layer of ice that kept rising and falling kept lifting her up, allowing her to wander on this layer of fragile glass that isolates the two worlds, like walking on thin ice.

She just woke up from the surveillance dream, terrified and full of despair.

The monitor originally did not dream, but during the long period of time when it could not move, Lisandrao took advantage of the situation and exchanged his dream for it when his distinction between reality and illusion was blurred.

In the dream, she dedicated all creatures and magic to the watcher. The watcher who received the supplement has grown into a burning black sun, with long shadows casting on the mountains covered with gray frost. This land is the twisted Frelljord.

Then she created a beautiful goddess, which was her consciousness clone. The goddess's hair floated to the sky, her eyes were clear and bright, as blue as crystal, and shining with the energy of the heavens, which was the last dawn of this world.

The goddess struggled to press the sun back below the horizon. The sun resisted the invasion of the astral world, and the black flames were burning her fingers...

This dream cannot last long. Lisandrao must steal other people's dreams from other places, splice it into a complete dream world, and once again trap the dark thoughts of the monitor, so that it can continue to dream...

A crampon emerged from the ice surface and left Lisangrao's feet and passed through a narrow crack. This was the only passage to get out of this crypt. The width could only allow one person to pass through.

The sudden sound of water droplets made Lisangzhu stop casting. Instead of exchanging positions with the crampons, she turned to face one of the icicles.
Chapter completed!