"Because the void is about to invade this world."

Ezreal doesn't know what happened in the ancient times, just like the man in front of him doesn't know what happened after the ancient times.

"Impossible! We have sealed the void! It is impossible for them to enter the Freljord. Your Highness has blocked the void. You can't even try to deceive me."

The purple-skinned man's anger almost turned into substance... No, that's not anger, that's the void material preparing to hunt.

A ball of purple flame-like substance flew towards Ezreal. There was an aura of decay and decay in the air. The purple flame opened its big mouth, trying to swallow Ezreal.

into it.

"Behave."

Yi casually flew a sword energy, and the flames shrank away in front of Ezreal, as if they had been cut off from the supply of courage.

"You have been swallowed by the void, how can you still have your own will?"

The power of the void can come in and out of this purple-skinned man at will. It is obvious that he can no longer be regarded as a human being. The void has gained control of his body, and everything on his body is made of void matter.

How were his thoughts preserved?

"...I am a frost priest. The ice maintains my will, but my body no longer belongs to me."

The purple-skinned man spoke, and he really opened his mouth, opening the mouth that did not belong to him.

"But you seem to be able to speak with this body?"

After Ezreal discovered that the purple-skinned man had been completely swallowed by the void, he became extremely wary of the purple-skinned man, just like he didn't trust Zha.

"Pure void matter does not need language. This part is useless to them. I can barely control it."

The purple-skinned man was also very wary now. Ezreal's "nonsense" made him firmly believe that these were guys who wanted to sneak into the Howling Abyss and do some shameful things.

"That's it, do you know what era it is now?"

Ezreal still didn't trust the purple-skinned man, but wrong information could also be used.

"How could I possibly know that since the void invaded my body, I have been sealed here. I once prayed for death, but His Highness insisted on doing so."

"Who is your highness?"

Yi suddenly asked, "His Royal Highness", as soon as he heard the word "Your Highness", he knew that it was unusual. Could he be a demigod? Is he still alive? Is he powerful?

"Of course it's the Frost Witch Lissandra. The Frostguard Fortress is her territory. She is the only one who can be called His Royal Highness by the Ice Guards."

Ezreal rushed to answer this question. He felt that this question was really irrelevant. Yi Ke didn't know these techniques of interrogating prisoners. If Yi was involved, they would waste a lot of time.

"Is that so? Is she dead?"

"Your Highness can't possibly die!"

Before Ezreal could answer, the purple-skinned man denied, his words containing anger, and his eyes that should not have been controlled by him seemed to be staring at Yi at this moment.

"Oh... I can trust what this person says."

Yi easily came to a conclusion and put away his sword.

"What's the meaning?"

Ezreal raised his eyebrows. What Yi said was so incomprehensible.

"Aren't you testing him? I've tested him. This man is worthy of trust."

Yi answered Ezreal's question in a very nonchalant tone. It sounded like Ezreal just wanted to slap Yi. Who wants to know this? He wanted to know the reason!

"Tell me how you came to the conclusion."

Although asking questions like this will lower his qualifications and make him inferior to Yi Yiyi in terms of torture, but if he doesn't know how this conclusion is reached, with his curiosity, he may not be able to sleep in the future.

.

"He has been sealed here, but his will still sticks to it. He sticks to it for the Frost Witch Lissandra. He wants to eliminate those who go to the Frostguard Fortress. Words can lie, but the will cannot."

Will the will not lie? Ezreal nodded. Every transcendent who has reached the ninth level is a veteran, but there is one thing about these veterans, which is the truth that they cannot hide even if they want to.

That is their will.

Will is a belief that most strong people cannot violate. Ezreal does not reach that level, but he has a little bit of relevant knowledge.

Yi, on the other hand, has been able to reverse reality with his will. He felt the purple-skinned man's will to sacrifice himself for Lissandra, so he would definitely not go wrong.

"...In this case, let me tell you the truth. Lissandra disappeared a long time ago, and no one knows whether she is dead or alive. But now, Frostguard Fortress and Howling Abyss are already among the Void Invasion Runes.

Lissandra's base may be in danger."

Ezreal was no longer interested in observing the purple-skinned man's expression. This body no longer belonged to him, so the expression he made might be deliberate and not worthy of trust.

"Nonsense! Your Highness is a saint walking in the world. She is everywhere. It is impossible to disappear, let alone let the void invade Freljord!"

The purple-skinned man still didn't believe what Ezreal said. This purple-skinned man must be in front of a ninth-level transcendent. Otherwise, even if he is an ice priest, the ice cannot preserve his will.

The ninth level extraordinary people believe in their own beliefs the most and are the most stubborn in their opinions. Others cannot persuade them with words alone. Even if they are just words, they may not be able to move them.

persuade.

Ezreal is helpless. Looking at Yi, Yi has the ninth-level nature. Maybe there can be some way.

"Can't you find a way to convince this man? With the information he provides, it will be easy for us to rescue the demigod."

In the Frostguard Fortress in ancient times, who would be corroded by the void? At that time, the void had not yet entered Runeterra. Those who wanted to corrode Runeterra could only infiltrate their own power bit by bit, and that little bit of power

, without roots or roots, it is easy to starve to death in Runeterra.

Only those who are closest to the void are likely to be eroded by the void. In other words, this purple-skinned man, this ice priest, must be one of the people guarding the Howling Abyss - he knows the way to the Howling Abyss.

Maybe it's a shortcut.

"We didn't lie. You should believe us, feel my will, and don't try to escape reality."

Yi showed his "will" for the first time, which was a very majestic spirit. Ezreal had learned swordsmanship for a few years, and his swordsmanship teacher had kendo.

At this moment, he discovered that Yi's swordsmanship was actually so powerful, reaching the heavens and the earth.

"The way of the sword is the will of you swordsmen?"

Ezreal has not studied the sword in depth and does not know how a swordsman can improve his strength after becoming a transcendent. However, if the sword is the swordsman's will, then it is no wonder that the swordsman will be respected by the world.

Compared with the knowledge accumulation that takes a long time in the way of literature, and compared with the aliens who have to constantly hone their blood and improve their strength, swordsmen can reach the sky in one step as long as they understand their own way of swordsmanship.

It's too exaggerated.

"Yes, the way of the sword is the swordsman's will, and the sword is the swordsman's heart. Priest, do you believe our words now?"

In the blink of an eye, Yi took back his sword. His sword was Wuji. This power was too powerful for him now.

Dolan said that it was a real force that could destroy the gods. Fiona's swordsmanship also had similar power. Because of this, Dolan asked these two people to continue to expand their horizons and grow.

My own experience, until one day, everything comes naturally, and without deliberately breaking through, I will become an extraordinary person.

"...I...believe it..."

Deep voices came out intermittently.

"He... seems to be crying?"

Ezreal was not sure, but he felt a kind of sadness. This was not because he could feel the will, but because the purple-skinned man's will inadvertently interfered with him.

"Well... Thousands of years of hard work and perseverance, but in the end it ended in failure."

Yi did not continue, but both Ezreal and Zha understood that the purple-skinned man in front of him had lost his will. The Frost Guard Fortress he wanted to guard had fallen, and the Frost Witch he wanted to follow had long since

Disappeared, leaving him alone as a remnant from the ancient times.

"Tell me, if you have any questions, I will answer them."

As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than death. Even Ezreal, a semi-supernatural person, felt a strong sense of sadness. This purple-skinned man may not die soon.

"Is there direct access to the Howling Abyss from here?"

Ezreal picked the most important question. He didn't know how long this person could last.

A person whose body has been completely eroded by the void can retain his will, partly because the ice is protecting him, and partly because he has ninth-level strength, which means he can use his own will to interfere with reality.

Now, his will is gone. One of the two pillars maintaining his existence has been broken and disappeared. This is an inevitable outcome.

"No, this can only lead to a dungeon in the Frostguard Fortress, the route to the Howling Abyss and some related information. I will use my own will to pass it on to this swordsman."

A bright light flew out from the purple-skinned man's head and landed in Yi's hand.

"May I have your name?"

Seeing that the information needed to go to the Howling Abyss had been obtained, Ezreal began to think about other things.

"I am an unknown person, so why bother asking."

In the eyes of the purple-skinned man, Lissandra's back appeared. He was an abandoned baby. Unlike other orphans, their parents were taken away by the cold, while he was abandoned by his parents and tribe.

It was Lissandra who saved him and often walked into his dreams. He never named himself because in his heart, this right was in Lissandra's hands.

"We want to save the world this time. You have played a very important role in saving the world. I don't want a hero like you to not even have his name recorded. You should be famous throughout the ages."

Where did it become famous throughout the ages? Of course it was in the Empire, and why was it known to everyone? It must be Ezreal's autobiography of an explorer.

"...No need, you have never met me before. It is His Highness who walked into your dreams and told you the route to the Howling Abyss."
To be continued...