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It can be said that this is the first time in his life that the Noxian ambassador has seen such an autistic messenger.

Even though he had prepared a wealth of response plans in advance, when he actually faced the "Frost Guard Messenger", the Noxian ambassador still had a very difficult time communicating, trying to turn some suggestive language into something that would not fall into place.

Directly asking questions about the truth... This can be considered a novel diplomatic experience.

However, just as the Noxian ambassador was using this method to seek his answers bit by bit, outlining the overall image of the solid ice in front of him, and asking questions, the Frostguard envoy suddenly stood up.

The Noxian ambassador, who had no idea what was going on, only felt that the temperature in the box dropped sharply, and even before he could take a breath, floating snowflakes appeared in front of him.

The Frost Guard envoy activated her ice bloodline, and from her feet, a streak of frost spread at an alarming speed, heading straight for the stage.

"This is a shameful blasphemy!" The Frost Guard messenger lost his previous calmness and shouted loudly, "Despicable warm-blooded people, you are blaspheming the great Frost Witch!"

The screams and magic caused a burst of chaos, and stunned the Noxian ambassador in the box who had no idea what was going on.

Then, before he could figure out what was going on, the frost of the Frost Guardian had spread to the stage. Above the stage, a blizzard seemed to be taking shape. It was about to turn into the power of destructive frost, sweeping away the people on the stage.

everything.

Why is the Frostguard so angry?

The reason is simple.
Chapter completed!