LOL: Kaisa's correct evolution manual

Freljord.

In a vast silver world, the ice and snow form the most magnificent picture in winter. The sky seems to be pressed down by heavy snow clouds, revealing a light lead gray, and occasionally a few rays of sunlight stubbornly penetrate the clouds and sprinkle on the white snow, flashing a dazzling and soft light.

The cold wind, with its biting chill, blows through the silent woods and the empty plains, making whimpering hums, as if nature is telling the loneliness and tenacity of winter.

Today, Freljord has become completely peaceful. The Winter Claw tribe led by Sejuani has completely left this ice field. Most areas of Freljord are now ruled by the Avarosa tribe, and only the Frost Fortress in the north is under the rule of Lissandra.

"Is this the Freljord? Such a cold place."

Gwen couldn't help but wrap her collar around herself, feeling the cold wind raging around her, and a look of bitterness appeared on her little face.

This damn place is too cold, isn't it? The cold wind blows straight into my throat when I say a few words!

Gwen coughed violently twice - she was used to mild climates in other places and couldn't adapt to this cold weather for a while.

But for Ahri and Annie, the environment here is not that bad.

The earliest memory in Ahri's mind, that is, not long after she was born, was running with a group of ice foxes in the north of Shangzan. Although it was located in the north of Ionia, the first land, it was also a cold ice field, perhaps not much different from Freljord.

So Ahri didn't feel any discomfort, but instead felt a familiar feeling.

As for Annie...she would not feel anything at all. Her talent for fire magic could even allow her to control the fire demon Tiberk. What's more, she was hugging Tiberk tightly. This kind of coldness was nothing to her.

"Just get used to it."

Zhang Xu yawned and looked up ahead: "We are getting closer and closer to the Frost Fortress. I hope Lissandra can bring me good news."

When he first came to Freljord, he reached a deal with Lissandra - he would be responsible for cleaning up the Void Watchers under the Howling Abyss, and Lissandra needed to agree to his conditions and help him find the ancient race of Freljord and then find the last rune.

After so much time has passed, I should be able to gain something, right?

Of course, it's unlikely.

Zhang Xu didn't have much hope for this, after all, Ryze had been wandering around Runeland for so long and couldn't find it...

"So, what is that Frost Fortress, is it fun?"

"Will there be all kinds of ice sculptures? Are there any interesting things?"

"As far as I know, there should be. You can check it out when you get there, right?"

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Freljord.

Lu Township.

Ornn's forge.

The fire burned extremely vigorously, and the bright flames were like gorgeous silk, almost dyeing the entire forging room with a faint red glow. The diligent Orne stood in front of the forging table, holding the heavy and huge hammer in his hand, hammering the hot metal on the table with all his strength every time, and every hammering was accompanied by a crisp and powerful echo of the metal.

His sturdy and strong figure cast a lifelike outline of a goat on the wall.

This is the sixtieth day that Ornn has been forging tirelessly. The glove that is destined to be the proudest work of his life has gradually taken shape, and it seems that only the final finishing work remains.

But it is precisely this final finishing work that is the most crucial.

"Owen, you should rest."

Hesdrok couldn't help but say, "If you keep going like this, you'll collapse before this weapon is even built."

As a fellow demigod, he could clearly see that Ornn was almost reaching his limit - even though he was the most skilled blacksmith on the continent, even though he was the most powerful demigod.

But the weapon he wanted to forge was also the most powerful weapon in the entire Rune Land. It took sixty days of continuous forging, so the consumption could be imagined!

But Ornn didn't even raise his head and continued his actions: "Every day that I'm not by the forge is a waste. Apart from forging, I have nothing else to do."

"Maybe you can come with us, leave here and go out for a walk to see the outside world."

Alola couldn't help but persuade him, "Maybe if you go out and change your mood, your forging work will be easier?"

Hearing this, Ornn suddenly stopped what he was doing, and the hammer in his hand fell onto the forging table.

Allura thought that her persuasion was effective, but what she didn't expect was that Ornn didn't look at her, but at the forging hall outside the forge.

Ornn just stared at that place without blinking!

Alora frowned and subconsciously looked towards Hesdrok.

Then, the space in the forging hall seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, like a broken mirror, fluctuating abruptly and strangely. At this dazzling moment, a figure appeared in the space of the forging hall out of thin air like a ghost without any warning!

"Brother, let's have a fight."

A low voice rang out in the forging hall and reached everyone's ears.

It was a very burly figure, much taller than Ornn, covered with lush and dense hair, like the most primitive symbol of power in nature. On his body, electric light could be seen faintly flowing, as if the wrath of thunder was brewing in the dark. His face was filled with wildness and unruliness, and every line revealed the desire and pursuit of freedom. His muscles were as strong as rocks, and every muscle contained amazing power!

The embodiment of storm and power, Volibear!

After seeing who was coming, a trace of fear flashed in Hesdrok's eyes, and then his body tensed up completely as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

He still remembered that the last time they parted, Volibear was in a very exhausted state, with wounds all over his body and his mind on the verge of collapse. He was afraid that he would follow in his footsteps.

But this time, Volibear's aura has undergone a drastic change!

Wild, natural, unrestrained...

Heszhuok felt as if he saw Volibear in his prime!

Why has Volibear changed so much in such a short period of time?

"Herstrow, long time no see."

Volibear's voice became louder from the low one at the beginning, and it echoed in the forge hall like thunder. His eyes fell on Hesdrok, and then quickly moved away and looked at his brother again.

"Brother."

"Valhal..."

Ornn was also somewhat surprised at the change in his brother. Although he and Isyan both believed that Volibear would be able to find himself and get back on his feet, he had not thought it would happen so quickly.

It seems that that battle completely woke up this brother of his?

Ornn lowered his eyelids, no longer looking at Volibear, and turned his head to the forging table: "It seems that you have found yourself again, which is a good thing. Valhal, I am very happy to see you now."

"But now, I have to continue forging my weapons."

Having said that, Ornn did not pick up the hammer on the stage.

"Brother, let's have a fight."

Volibear repeated himself, only this time, his voice was quieter.

Ornn turned his head and saw Volibear's wild eyes. However, there seemed to be something else hidden in these eyes.

"Okay, as you wish."

After a long while, Orne nodded dully. But Hesdrok shouted in shock:

"Ornn!"

Hestrok originally wanted to persuade Ornn again. After all, these two could be regarded as the two strongest newborn demigods in the entire Freljord and even in the entire Runeterra. If they fought, they could destroy the world!

The last time they fought, the entire Lu Township was destroyed. Are they going to fight again this time?

But soon, Hesdrok saw Orne's eyes.

Steady and peaceful.

Hestrok swallowed what he wanted to say, sighed, and left with Alora.

Outside the furnace.

Allura looked at Heszhuk in disbelief, unable to believe that He had left the forging hall like this:

"We...are we just going to leave like this? A fight between the two of them, wouldn't it destroy this place? Are we really not going to stop them?"

As a friend of Ornn, Alora did not want to see such a fight, but Hestrok saw the determination of both of them.

Volibear's determination is not something He can shake, not to mention that Ornn also showed rare determination.

The relationship between these two brothers is more complicated than that of any other demigod in the Freljord, and it is precisely because of this complicated relationship that Hestrok is unable to persuade them.

What's more, Hestrok also has to consider Allura's safety.

"I can't stop them both. Maybe... we need to find Isyaen. With her help, maybe it will be possible!"