LOL: Kaisa's correct evolution manual

Hearing this voice, Volibear finally raised his head. A complex look seemed to flash in his eyes, but soon, he snorted disdainfully again.

The moment Ornn saw Volibear, his mind involuntarily went back to the past, thousands of years ago.

Ornn thought of the craftsmen who lived at the foot of the mountain. They claimed that their faith was Ornn. Although Ornn did not consider himself to be their faith, and he himself had never had any believers. However, they did build a town, and the people living in it all hoped that they could make the best tools in the world.

There were thousands of them. They made tools, plowshares, carts, armor, and saddles. They built furnaces and homes, calling themselves the Hearth People, because they had never felt the biting cold of the Freljord, and could walk barefoot on the slopes of the Hearthland, enduring the boiling heat under their feet. They became the best craftsmen in the world, creating objects that only Ornn could match.

Owen would sometimes taste their work, and if he liked the work of a Lu family member, he would simply say "It's OK." This was the highest praise Owen could give, because he learned a long time ago that good things don't need praise at all.

The Lu family would be overjoyed to receive praise from Ornn. They were willing to do so and were happy to live here. If nothing unexpected happened, this place would gradually develop until it attracted more people and created more tools.

Ornn would never admit that he admired the Hearthmen, but deep within his fiery heart stirred a respect for his craft. They did not need to kneel or offer sacrifices. They did not write down his words and spread them to those who did not want to hear them. Instead, they kept silent and focused on the task at hand. These people were full of imagination, boundless energy, and extremely hardworking. The Hearthmen made Ornn smile - although no one could be sure, because his huge beard blocked the smile.

Although Ornn did not admit it, he had already recognized this group of people in his heart.

Then, Volibear came to visit.

The person who came had bad intentions, and Ornn was well aware of that.

Although he and his brother had a fairly harmonious relationship, he never believed that his brother's ideas were correct.

Volibear hoped that he could make some weapons for him to equip his army.

Ornn had seen his army, all of them grotesque creatures, who had deformed themselves to please Volibear. These people were simple-minded and violent, and would get angry at the slightest disagreement.

Ornn flatly rejected Volibear's request and also refused to let the Lu family make weapons for Volibear.

Volibear's words completely infuriated him, or perhaps Volibear did it on purpose - the selfless respect and love of the Lu family for Ornn had already deeply aroused his jealousy.

They fought for eight days.

The battle between the two was so fierce that the base of the mountain shook. Molten ore burst from the hearth's peak. Lightning struck the mountain in dense bursts, and fountains of fire erupted from the cracks in the cliffs. The sky was red and black. The earth trembled, and the blood in the heart of the world flowed freely on the highlands. People all over the Freljord witnessed the battle between Volibear and Ornn.

When the smoke cleared, the mountain's peak was gone. But worse than that, all the Lu people were dead. Their town was gone, only a pile of smoldering ruins and a fading past.

That battle not only took away the friendship between Ornn and Volibear, and everything of the Lu family, but also took away the Ornn who once walked the world.

In the memory, Ornn has appeared in front of Volibear. He is much taller than the current Volibear, just tall enough to look down at him.

"Valhal, you should wake up."

"Ah..."

Volibear sneered sarcastically, without giving in at all, and instead responded tit-for-tat:

"You walked out of that shabby house of yours... I thought you would never come back and were ready to die in there. Why? Did those mortals make you so miserable?"

"I'm really sorry, Ornn, but it was you who killed them, wasn't it?"

"Shut up! Valhal! I'll beat the hell out of you!"

Ornn was enraged by Volibear's obviously provocative words, and his horns first turned red, burned red, and then gradually turned white hot.

"Are you angry again? It seems that you don't care as much as you do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ornn lowered his head, and his pair of horns hit Volibear hard.

The long-lost pain brought back Volibear's memories of the past. The pain felt the same as it had thousands of years ago, but this time, he no longer had any room to resist.

Centuries after the battle, the Hearth of the Mountain has stood silent without a mountaintop. Smoke billows from the crater that once was the mountaintop. Some say that Ornn is still watching over his forge, keeping the fire from the ground from spreading to the world. Others say that he is forging a great weapon that will be used one day.

Some even believe that Ornn was killed by Volibear, as he has not been seen in the Freljord since then.

But only Volibear himself knew that he had lost. Although he was known for his strength and fighting, Ornn, as the first god born in Runeterra, possessed the power of the First Flame and gained the power of the earth.

Volibear lost, although he only lost one point, but Volibear still felt humiliated. He angrily took off the rune armor made by his brother and decided to fight with his own strength.

But now, facing his angry brother, Volibear had no room for resistance.

He could only passively be knocked into a deep pit by Ornn, and was controlled by Ornn's angry power and pressed into the dust.

The long-lost humiliation surged into Volibear's heart, a humiliation even greater than all the scars on his body!

Since when did my strength begin to weaken so obviously?

Although Ornn was hitting him with one punch after another, Volibear was thinking about another question. Perhaps this slightly empty look further angered Ornn, and Ornn's actions did not stop, but became more violent.

Even Zhang Xu, who was standing right beside him, couldn't help but smack his lips.

By the way, the relationship between the brothers in Runeterra... seems a bit weird, huh?