Three days ago, Sejuani and her forces had not been repulsed by Ash's forces.

With the Avarosa army trying not to fight them hard, she had already realized that their reserves were insufficient, and if they continued to fight the Alvarosa tribe, they would definitely be defeated.

In order to cope with the shortage of war materials, Sejuani sent messengers back to the rear to ask for support, and at the same time sent people to the camp where the Ash front line was located, hoping to burn all the food, grass and supplies in the border camp of Avarosa.

Several of Sejuani's best stealthy warriors sneaked out at night, and after evading multiple patrolling Avarosa sentinels, they managed to infiltrate Avarossa's camp.

After some search and exploration, they also found a place to store grain, grass and supplies.

They expected it to be patrolled as well, but they found it a bit too quiet, not even a single Avarosa soldier.

Out of caution, they wandered around the neighborhood. They hadn't walked a few steps when they faintly heard strange noises.

Following the direction from which the sound came, they came to a slightly remote location where the grain and grass were stored. Here, they see a terrifying picture that makes them creepy away.

Next to the grain and grass, a woman in a black evening dress prostrates on the body of an Avarosa soldier and uses a knife to cut off the flesh of the soldier.

The blood stained the snow black and red against the bright moonlight, the frightened look of the soldier alive, the sickly smiling face stained with blood, and the shadow of the spider behind her, all sent them into an endless panic.

Their eyes widened, and they wanted to look away and get out of here quickly, but for some reason their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they just wouldn't listen to them.

The sight of bones and flesh being carefully carved and separated by knives struck their senses deeply, and they never imagined that one day they would see such a terrifying image.

The shadow of terror spread out under the snowy night, hanging over the hearts of these warriors and the soldiers whose flesh and blood had been cut apart by the mysterious woman.

The soldier whose flesh had been cut by the woman had a distorted face with pain and mouth wide open to scream, but nothing could come out.

The same was true of the Winterclaw warriors who witnessed this terrifying scene, and fear took over almost all of their emotions.

Time seemed to stand still, and they felt that everything in front of them had become extremely long and long, and the black horror made every minute and every second very painful for them.

Seeing a living person being cut with a knife in front of them by a seemingly harmless woman with a knife, they were eager to pass out.

But they seemed to have been cursed, and the more they resisted to see all this, the more awake their consciousness became, and they couldn't get rid of this terrible "nightmare".

Immersed in her own sick hobby, the woman pinched the soldier's detached heart on the spot. The blood lipids exploded and splashed all over the ground, and even the woman's body and face were more or less stained with the blood stains of the soldier's heart.

"Tut-tut...... I haven't tasted it in a long time, but it's still so delicious! ”

Stretching out the tip of her tongue and tasting the bloody stains at the corners of her mouth, the woman's face flushed with a strange flush, revealing an intoxicated look.

After savoring the smell of blood for a while, the woman turned her gaze to the Winterclaw warriors who were paralyzed in place.

Seeing the woman's gaze at them, they didn't have the intention of admiring the woman's beautiful face at all, but were so frightened by her that they trembled.

"It's really distressing to kill a human who witnessed me coming to Freljord, and here are a few more witnesses, this is not good, if Anivia knows, she may have to deal with me first and then Nirvana!"

The woman walked leisurely towards the Winterclaw Warrior as she muttered to herself something that was incomprehensible.

The spider phantom behind her disappeared from time to time, and with a wave of the woman's right hand, the Winter Claw warriors in front of her all rolled their eyes and fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

Looking at the lifeless Winterclaw warriors on the snow, the woman applauded playfully.

"Now no one knows that the Spider Queen of Shadow Island has arrived, giggle......"

……

Glancing at the demoralized Winterclaw warriors from time to time, Sejuani walked in front with a heavy heart, and couldn't help but slow down the movement of the ice boar beneath her seat.

The howling cold wind whistled in her ears, and Sejuani couldn't help but feel unwilling in her heart.

Her warriors are better than Avarosa's cowards in all physical qualities, and their combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of Avarosa's ordinary soldiers. But that's it, she still lost at the hands of Ash this time. At the end of the day, Ash was too cunning to drag her clan to death with their constant supply of supplies.

If it weren't for the fact that her tribe lived in the worst part of Freljord, she wouldn't have been so consumed by Ash.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and Sejuani had already thought about it, and when she went back to mobilize more troops, she would directly defeat the Avarosa tribe. As long as she didn't give Avarosa time to waste supplies, she would surely be able to capture Ash, whom she hated to the extreme.

Just as Sejuani was denouncing Ash in her heart, Olaf beside her suddenly exclaimed: "Sejuani, a dry corpse has been found in front of you, and it looks like it is dressed as a member of our clan!"

"What!"

Hearing this, Sejuani immediately jumped off her mount and ran to the dry corpse in the snow in front of her.

After confirming that it was indeed the Winterclaw Clan, Sejuani searched around by herself, and found the corpses of many of her people.

Her face grew darker and darker as the corpses of her people grew, and Sejuani looked at the camp not far away, and rushed over the next moment.

Seeing that she rushed straight to the camp of Winter's Claws not far away without saying a word to them, Olaf immediately said to the soldiers behind him: "Keep up, if something happens in a while, you must protect Sejuani!"

Serjuani, who was at the forefront, soon came to the camp, and the corpses everywhere made her feel a pain in her heart, and one of them stumbled into the snow.

Anger, sadness, resentment......

All kinds of negative emotions began to sprout and grow in the bottom of her heart, and Sejuani's eyes gradually became moist and hot, and hot tears began to flow down her face, which rarely cried.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

A faint gasp suddenly sounded in her ears, and Sejuani's heart trembled. As if seeing a glimmer of hope, she turned around and began to dig into the nearby snow following the sound's location.

After some digging, a thin boy of about fourteen years old caught her eye in the snow.

"What's going on here? Who did it? Tell me, I'm going to make him pay! ”

Picking up the frail boy from the snow, Sejuani let out her grief and anger in a hoarse voice.

The boy's vitality was passing little by little, and he was weak as if his original blood had been drained, and he could only wait for death silently. Knowing that his time was running out, he squirmed his parched lips, which were purple from the cold, as if he wanted to say something to Sejuani before he died.

Crying silently, she lowered her head, and Sejuani said in a hoarse voice: "Say, I will definitely avenge you!"

The boy squirmed his lips for a long time, and finally spat out two words before he lost his breath.

"Quick...... Run......"

The moment the boy's life faded with those two words, a huge crack broke out in the snow near Sejuani.

Heart-pounding polar ice magic erupted, and then an ice-blue creepy tentacle rushed out of the ground.

"Ice bloodlines, dedicate your bodies to your greatest watchman!"

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(End of chapter)