He Comes From the Void

"No one is allowed to see King Trundle, not even my brother," Big Sligu roared.

"Brother, can't you give me some face?"

"What is face? Can it be eaten?" Dasligu said with a hungry smile, "Unless there are tributes, I will let you in."

It turns out that trolls also take bribes. Kahn nodded and said to him: "There is no tribute, how about I give you two slaps?"

"Okay, I just like to eat hands. The claws are fresh and crisp."

Then Kahn swung his rounded arm and gave him two slaps, and the troll wearing a Vasque skull split open, revealing a stunned face. It was bloody, and some bone fragments stuck on the skin of the tumor.

"For your sake, I didn't try my best, otherwise your brother's head would be broken like this pig's bone." Kahn said to little Sligu.

"Should I thank you?" Little Sligu looked at him with half fear and half doubt, wondering why such a small person has so much strength.

"Let's keep going, think about it slowly on the way."

Kahn realized that the normal state of troll dementia is determined by their innate physiological structure, and their thinking often takes a long time. If the conversation is to go smoothly, he should speak more directly and try not to make a joke.

But he can also take advantage of this, and make them fall into hard thinking and brooding.

Little Sligu led him to the depths of the glacier, and the straight passages intertwined into a shiny net, extending continuously to the interior of the glacier. These passages could not have been dug by trolls, and contained unnatural magical powers.

Kahn suddenly felt that this place might have been a prison, and was later occupied by trolls.

They passed the ice cones hanging from the ceiling of the cave, and passed all kinds of trolls. As the smallest existence among them, it was hard for Kahn not to notice that the size of these trolls was almost from huge to even bigger, and soon he couldn't count how many trolls he saw.

"You trolls live in groups?"

Little Sligu nodded: "There are many monsters here, and they all want to eat trolls. Only the big troll can survive."

"For example?"

"Frost giant maggots, they drill out of the ice, and can swallow the whole troll in one bite. The ferocious snowmen will never allow any creatures to enter their territory, but they occupy places. There are also humans, who will form groups to crusade Trolls, if they can't beat the big trolls, they will attack the underage trolls, and when the trolls who live alone come back from hunting, they will often see a whole nest of little trolls being stabbed to death by spears one by one."

Little Sligu recalled that when he was a child, he was born in a dirty cave with more than a dozen other brothers and sisters, all named Sligu. Only five of them grew into strong warriors and joined the Patriarch's warband... And after a winter of raiding, only one survived, that is Great Sligu.

Because of his small size, the little Sligu did not participate in the robbery, so he has survived until now.

"And now, the king will bring a group of trolls to meet the Frost Witch every once in a while, as long as the big trolls are not needed."

"Oh? What are you doing?" Speaking of Lissandra, Kahn immediately became interested.

"I don't know, I only know that the trolls who went there never came back, so some trolls started to resist, and everyone didn't want to go."

Kahn nodded silently, thinking that he could ask Trundle himself about this later. Although Trundle is the king of the trolls, this title has no effect on Kahn. In the words of the trolls, it is Ernuk's fart.

Finally, little Sligu led the two of them to a huge hollow deep in the glacier. A ray of moonlight shone in through the hole in the ceiling, and reflected dancing lights and ghostly shadows on the ice wall.

"The king is here."

Many huge trolls stayed together, like a human wall, surrounding a throne in the middle made of rocks, thorns, and ice and snow mixed with bloody animal bones, horns, and antlers.

The blue-skinned Trundle sat carelessly on the throne of bones, revealing differences everywhere.

He is the only troll with blue skin, the texture of which is like leather that has been exposed to the hot desert sun. While the other trolls were naked, with rags wrapped around their bodies at most, he was wearing a cloak made of animal skins and messy red hair on top of his head.

His size is the smallest among this group of trolls, but the pressure on Kahn is stronger than other big trolls. He held a huge stick made of ice in his hand with only three fingers. This stick was a huge piece of pure ice embedded in the obsidian handle, exuding the killing power of pure ice.

Now he was sitting directly under the hole in the ceiling, squinting, sleeping soundly under the beating of the blizzard.

"He is also of ice blood!" Trundle was not afraid of the wind and snow and the pure ice weapon in his hand made Kai'Sa discover this, but at the same time he fell into doubt: "Isn't it only humans who have ice blood?"

"People in the world really think so, only humans have ice blood. But the reality is that the army following the three sisters was all given ice blood by Lissandra, and they and their descendants are all ice descendants. So , Trundlegang can only be a descendant of a troll in the army."

"Lissandra is so strong?"

"It's the power she got from the Overseer's trade."

"In other words, the Iceborn were all affected by the power of the watcher, so they became invulnerable to the severe cold. They were all corroded by the void, but to a lesser extent..."

Kahn stared at Kai'Sa in a daze. It turned out that he saw things from a different angle, which really caused such a big cognitive bias.

He originally thought that having icy blood was a kind of evolution, but looking at it now, it was actually a mutation caused by the pollution of the power of the watcher.

"What you said is equivalent to a conspiracy theory in the eyes of others." Kahn said to her in a low voice.

"What about the conspiracy theory?" Kai'Sa felt that this matter should be taken seriously.

"It's nothing, I like it." He turned his head and watched as little Sligu passed through the crowd of trolls and slowly approached Trundle.

Kaisha's words sparked his thinking. If the power of the monitor can be used reasonably, can human beings be equipped with various abilities and greatly shorten the evolutionary process? When the whole people are superhuman, can they no longer fear the void?

"My lord, someone is looking for you."

Little Sligu woke Trundle, who opened his eyelids to reveal a pair of ice blue eyes.

This pair of eyes is shocking, completely different from the wisdom eyes of other trolls with big white eyes and small black spots, full of cunning and thinking.

The king of trolls first yawned loudly, then raised his head and saw the two people at the entrance of the cave, his eyes suddenly filled with interest.