In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

"How did you get up here?"

The demigod's voice was as resonant as a bell, yet deep enough. He was very frugal with his words, but his single question contained two questions: How did you find this place, and How did you climb up the volcano?

Cheng Xiao answered truthfully: "My body cannot withstand the high temperature of the furnace, but it can recover quickly after being burned..."

"Oh."

Ornn responded and turned his huge body back.

He resumed swinging his hammer. Everything other than forging had no interest in him and no business with him.

Cheng Xiao didn't beat around the bush when faced with such a straightforward character. She simply said loudly, "Voliber is destroying the Freljord... We hope to get your help..."

Ornn didn't respond, and the hammer continued to strike.

"Millions of years have passed since the days of the Three Sisters...No one in the Freljord can stand against him now...Only you can stop him..."

clang--!

The loud sound of the hammer fell and stopped.

Orne seemed to have thought of something—something about the "Three Sisters."

This brought back long-dormant memories... or rather, memories he had almost forgotten. He was so engrossed in his forging, wielding his hammer for countless centuries that he had no idea how long it had been since he last spoke with the three sisters.

But in any case, he still had some impression of the "Three Sisters".

There are bad ones, but there are also good ones.

That was also a mortal he admired - of course, he was far inferior to the people of Luxiang.

The massive demigod turned his body around again, his goat-like head looking behind his furnace.

He caught a glimpse of two human girls, almost fainting from the intense heat.

Only two people? Ornn was very familiar with Ashe and Sejuani, as if he had seen them many years ago. His two huge eyes searched continuously, but he could not find the third human woman.

That was one of the people he hated most. She had cheated on him.

Fortunately, she wasn't there.

Only two honest men were left among the three, which made Ornn very satisfied.

So he put down the hammer and bent his slightly hunched back even lower.

He lowered his eyes to the lowest level, and the hot air from his nose almost roasted Cheng Xiao in front of him.

As a demigod, he could sense the unusualness of the person before him... Those strange energies should not appear in the same individual. This was simply a miracle.

Those energies that should have conflicted with each other now coexisted peacefully, presenting a perfect balance.

As perfect as the crafts he forged.

He is satisfied.

He was very satisfied with the fact that the three sisters had finally abandoned the lying black sheep, and with the ability of the human in front of him to balance energy like a perfectly forged product.

Then he waved his hand and said:

"No help, leave."

Chapter 71 Goat: First cry, then make a fuss, then hang yourself, right?

Ornn's character has always been like this.

He was the first born among all his brothers and sisters, but also the laziest one.

Most of the other demigods are keen to interfere in the human world - they regard the Freljord as their territory, and the humans living on the Freljord are their believers.

Gentle and friendly demigods like Avinia were generous with their guidance and gave the ancient people many skills and abilities to help them gain a foothold in this cold continent more quickly.

Even a demigod as ferocious and brutal as Volibear actually provided a lot of help to humans in ancient times - at least to his followers. He taught his followers to follow the ancient ways and survive with their own strength, rather than violently changing nature and living a cowardly life.

He would even directly grant the power of gods to some believers whom he thought had potential - those were the original hunting lords.

Compared with these demigods who "get along well" with humans, Ornn seems to be a complete otaku.

He is very frugal with words and is too lazy to say even half a word to humans; he has his own pursuits and interests and turns a deaf ear to the changes in the human world; he is the elder brother of all demigods, but does not regard himself as a high and mighty god and never needs any worship, following or tribute from believers.

He built a home on the volcano - although legend has it that the house was reduced to ruins by Avinia's mischievous "revenge." He has never left the volcano since then, and remains indifferent to the requests of humans.

In his endless life, apart from some bets, he only helped humans three times: the first time was when he promised the three sisters to dig the deepest abyss to resist the attack of monsters, the second time was when he tacitly allowed the people of Furnace Village to "steal" the forging skills from under his feet, and the third time was when he resisted the bear army of Volibear.

but……

Those Luxiang people, the only humans he didn't dislike... were exterminated during his third helping.

He never drove them away, even quietly lowering the temperature of the volcano so they could settle at its foot. He was too lazy to talk to them, but he also allowed them to learn from him. They were his only "human companions."

But in that battle with Volibear, they all died.

The battle lasted for eight days. The divine power of moving mountains and filling the sea was not something that mortals could endure... The people of Luxiang all died in the aftermath, leaving only the artifacts they forged in the form of fragments.

After that battle, Ornn completely ignored the human world.

Perhaps he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, or perhaps he didn't want the emotions he invested to go to waste - after all, human lifespan is only a few hundred years, and even the inheritance of a tribe is just a blink of an eye in his endless lifespan.

When you pour your feelings into something, you will always experience loss.

So he only put his feelings on the forged products.

After all, these perfect crafts will never disappear.

"I won't help you, go away."

The God of Forging threw himself back into forging, his cold back showing no mercy.

"If you stay here any longer, don't blame me if you get burned to death in the furnace."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiao did not immediately take the two girls away.

It wasn't that he was shameless, nor that he didn't care about the danger the two girls might not be able to withstand the high temperature of the furnace, it was just...

He saw hope.

Although Ornn's words were heartless, the temperature of the furnace dropped significantly after he finished speaking.

He was still swinging the hammer and forging, as if he didn't want to pay attention to anyone, but his well-intentioned behavior revealed his kind heart.

Maybe... he is not actually forging anything now. After all, if the furnace temperature is lowered, it will affect the finished product, and a "master" like him will not tolerate himself creating imperfect things.

"After thousands of years of turmoil, the Freljord has finally seen a sufficiently outstanding leader." The fire temperature dropped, and Cheng Xiao's self-healing ability was able to fully catch up, so his voice was naturally no longer hoarse.

"Ashe and Sejuani, perhaps they are the reincarnations of Avarosa and Serilda. They established the Freljord Alliance, ending the constant conflict on this icy plain. People began to understand the value of unity and peace."

"But the Volibear would not allow this to happen. His stubborn ideals remained the same as they had been thousands of years before, so he sent his followers—the bearmen—to attack the tribes, vowing to kill all those he considered 'cowards.'"

"While Ashe and Sejuani are incredibly talented, they had so little time... From the union, to the establishment of the Freljord Alliance, to today's achievements, it took only a few months."

"They were powerless against the Volibear. As their companion, so was I."

While Cheng Xiao was speaking, Ornn didn't respond or turn around, but his tone became more respectful.

“So, I plead for your aid—only you have the power to stop the Volibear and prevent the collapse of the Freljord Alliance. Peace will prevail, but until then, I need your help.”

After saying that, Cheng Xiao bowed respectfully again. The two girls behind him gradually recovered from their dizziness and followed suit.

Ornn remained silent, but the frequency of his swings of the hammer became slower and slower, and the force became weaker and weaker. It was obvious that he was thinking about something.

Finally, when the hammer came to a complete stop, he realized his "gaffe".

So he turned around, his red eyes filled with impatience.

"What does this have to do with me? Whether the human world is in chaos or peace, even if it is destroyed by Volibear, what does it have to do with me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, both Ashe and Sejuani looked disappointed - indeed, there was no reason why Ornn had to help them.

For thousands of years, Volibear had followers, and the legendary Ice Phoenix had followers, but Ornn had none—since the extinction of the Hearthlanders, no one worshipped the smelting god anymore.

Now that they come to ask for help, why should others help them?

As for rewards... what would Ornn love most? Forged goods? But how could there be any forged goods in the world that would satisfy him? He had already reached the pinnacle of his craft.

The two girls were already considering retreating. Since Ornn wouldn't help, they were wasting their time here. They might as well return to the Alliance camp and prepare for war.

Even though they knew that mortals could never resist Volibear, they were unwilling to sit and wait for death.

Fight to the death!

The two girls thought so, but Cheng Xiao on the side had other ideas.

He did not leave in a hurry, but instead slowly approached Ornn.

The latter became even more displeased when he saw this.

The huge sheep's head lowered again, and then Ornn blew a breath.

It was a very light breath for him, but for a mortal...

This was even more terrifying than a tornado. Cheng Xiao was instantly blown away dozens of meters and almost fell off a cliff.

"If you don't leave now, I'm going to open the furnace."

As he spoke, the temperature in the air instantly rose by nearly ten degrees.

The two girls looked worried, but Cheng Xiao stood up from the edge of the cliff and walked straight towards Ornn.

Just as the latter was about to resort to further threats, he finally spoke:

"If you don't want to help, just kill me."

As soon as the words fell, there was dead silence all around.

Ornn was stunned and even forgot to put down the hammer he had raised high.

Cheng Xiao continued to move closer, looking like she really wanted to die.

Hmm... okay, it's true.

Since we are here now, even if we can't call Ornn, we should at least get something from him.

He was a little unsure of Ornn's thoughts... The demigod was kind and compassionate, but the tragedy of the Hearthlanders might have completely closed his heart. It was hard to say exactly how.

Therefore, "seeking death" is the safest option now.

If Ornn is moved by this determination and agrees, that would naturally be the best outcome.

Even if he still refuses to help, giving him your head will still give you considerable power.

Ornn's power is even more terrifying than Volibear's.

In terms of comprehensive combat effectiveness, Volibear, who goes out to fight every day and has extremely rich combat experience, is no match for Ornn. The gap is even greater when it comes to pure strength.

Volibear's 5% is so powerful, and Ornn's...

Needless to say, it can at least make you much stronger.

It is even possible that the combat effectiveness can be doubled.

"Go ahead." Cheng Xiao stopped in front of Ornn and said firmly, "I've offended Volibear. If he catches me, I'll be subjected to inhuman torture... Since we're all going to die, I hope you can give me a quick death."

"..."

Ornn was silent.

This development... really caught him off guard.

Chapter 72: The Gift of the Autistic Goat

Ornn would never kill anyone.

Although he never said in his long life that he would not kill, and in fact he had killed people, he was unwilling to kill in his heart.

His indifference to the Freljord actually stems largely from his simple and kind nature.

None of the people he had killed had been his intention—in that battle with the Volibear, he had killed many people by mistake.

And it was precisely because of that accidental killing that he felt extremely guilty... He was unwilling to come out again, just to prevent himself from accidentally affecting vulnerable mortals again.