Zolani gradually calmed down and did not ask whether Jolal had deliberately concealed the matter. She looked at Jolal coldly, then turned around and left without looking back.

Shurima has reappeared, which means she must change her plans...

Looking at Zolani's figure without turning back, Jolal stared at the sun disk in the distance, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

But in an instant, Jorar hardened his heart and quickly followed Zolani. He didn't dare to look back, for he was afraid that he would be unable to resist and return to the embrace of Shurima.

But now, he has more important things to do.

......

In the frozen wasteland in the northernmost part of Freljord, a beast slowly opened his eyes. He felt as if he had taken a long nap, so long that the land had changed. There was snow everywhere, and a thick white blanket covered the entire area.

He finally came to, shrugged to shake off the frost on his shoulders, and breathed heavily - his body quietly shrank, from the original beast appearance to a small Yordle image, his short stature was just enough to leave footprints on the snow.

He looked around in a daze. There was no one here. The monster he remembered disappeared, and the people he wanted to protect also disappeared. It seemed as if he was the only one left in this world.

He felt small and alone again—until he saw the boomerang he had worked so hard to make, a Juvask boar jawbone that he had dug out of the cold earth.

His greatest pleasure is to throw this boomerang out and catch it again - as long as the boomerang is there, he will always feel happy.

The Yodel did not think deeply about what happened on that fateful day, nor did he think about where those guys had gone. He just threw the boomerang out and then caught it back with a loud shout.

The simple fun made him enjoy himself.

What he didn't notice was that next to him there was a butterfly emitting a faint fluorescent light and looking like sky blue crystals, constantly fluttering up and down. She was curiously observing every move of the Yodel.

In her long life, she had never seen such a creature.

After a while, the Yodel seemed to notice the butterfly next to him and cast a curious and scrutinizing look at it. Just as the butterfly had never seen a creature like him, he had never seen an animal as beautiful as this butterfly.

"Nar, quack!"

He uttered a few simple words incoherently. He hoped to become friends with this pretty little animal, just like the big white Yodel friends he had made before.

The butterfly just felt a little strange. She could sense a kind of peaceful kindness from this Yodel. Unfortunately...

She has more important things to do now.

She has existed on this land since the emergence of Freljord - to be precise, she is a newborn demigod born in Runeterra at the same time as Ornn, and is the oldest existence on this land.

Like Anivia, she is the nature god of the Freljord who is most willing to be close to mortals. She lives in the north of the Freljord, watching the human tribes here multiply and develop.

Until that day comes.

The ground began to shake, and a terrifying chasm appeared. Then, a monster rose from the abyss. It had huge horns, flapped its tentacles, opened one eye, and shone with a strange light that made her feel a great threat.

But before she could take any action, a chill colder than winter swept in from afar. This elemental magic froze everything here - both her and the monster.

She woke up from the True Ice much earlier than the little Yordle beside her. She could clearly feel the loss of strength in her body - the power in her body seemed to be contaminated by some dark matter. Under this pollution, her strength would gradually fade until it disappeared completely.

When that day comes, she will no longer exist.

She had to find a way to curb this situation.

"Xueling?"

A sudden voice suddenly rang out among the ice and snow. This voice was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.

She looked back subconsciously and saw a figure that surprised her greatly - Hesdrok.

She and Hestrok were born in the same batch of gods, but in fact, she did not have a close relationship with Hestrok - to be precise, among all the demigods of Freljord, she only had a good relationship with Anivia.

"Herstrow, long time no see."

Zhang Xu looked at the small butterfly in surprise. Just now, Alora conveyed Hesdrok's words to him. He had never expected that this seemingly inconspicuous butterfly that could almost perfectly blend into the environment was actually a demigod.

Xueling, Folconis.

A nature deity in charge of nature and healing.

Of course, what surprised Zhang Xu even more was the Yodel man standing on the snow with just his head showing.

Gnar, the Lost Fang.

"Yordles?"

Lulu soon sensed the presence of her own kind, but Gnar’s appearance was very different from that of the current Yodel people.

Nar didn't get a reply from Xueling, and he was a little angry, but when he saw Lulu, the resentment in his heart quickly disappeared.

He almost jumped in front of Lulu, his eyes revealing curiosity and excitement, and a vague tone came out of his mouth again.

"Nar, quack!"

"Uh..."

Lulu was sure that the guy in front of her was a Yodel, but she found that she couldn't understand what Gnar was saying. This should be... some kind of ancient language of the Yodel people?

Lulu had to seek help from the fairy Pix, and with a surge of magic, Lulu breathed a sigh of relief.

Now you can communicate without any obstacles!

"Hello, my name is Lulu."

"Quack! Naar, quack!"

Seeing that everyone around her had a puzzled look on their faces, Lulu kindly acted as a translator and explained, "He said he was very happy. His name is Nar, and he likes you new friends very much."

"Quack! Quack! Guluba!"

"Yeah, Nar said he was very lonely. Your arrival made him no longer lonely, and he was very happy."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like