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

Of course, this kind of thing is something you never get tired of seeing - the two sisters have their own characteristics, one is gentle and ladylike with a delicate figure, the other is bold and generous with a strong body, giving two different styles while having the same curvy figure.

Ashe's legs, shoulders, and collarbones are superior, while Sejuani's advantage lies in her healthier muscle lines and fuller waist-to-hip ratio.

Cheng Xiao was very satisfied, but he couldn't keep staring at it - he stared too much and was almost beaten in mixed doubles.

If Sejuani keeps her eyes on Ashe, she will be unhappy. If she keeps her eyes on Sejuani, Ashe will be unhappy. Although she won't explode if she keeps looking at her for one more second, it may trigger the previous "Blood Alliance War", which is really troublesome.

I just regret that my eyes can’t look left and right at the same time.

"Please, look at me carefully." Ashe spoke the moment Cheng Xiao looked away.

"Won't it make others unhappy if you look at them randomly?" Sejuani also spoke at the moment when her abdominal muscles were not being noticed.

At the same time, the hostility between the two of them is also very "intense".

At this moment, Cheng Xiao realized the horror of the prophecy - even if Olaf went to find Volibear to die, he could not escape his fate and could not die in battle, let alone these two girls.

Maybe I can't change anything... The two sisters are destined to become enemies, but for different reasons.

"Ahem...it seems like it's about time. Shall I go up and take a look first?"

In the end, Cheng Xiao chose to look at the big goat's baby between looking at Ashe's legs and looking at Sejuani's abdominal muscles.

The two girls were not unreasonable people and would not mess around when it came to serious matters. They immediately said in unison, "Go quickly and don't let the God of Forge wait for you."

Cheng Xiao immediately fled the dangerous battlefield.

Returning along the same route, the air temperature became higher as we got closer to the top of the mountain, but Cheng Xiao could still bear it.

The flames of the furnace were dying out. Although this temperature would make him feel uncomfortable, it was not fatal at all, and the damage to his body would not exceed the speed of self-healing.

Half an hour later, Cheng Xiao saw the huge figure.

And a ray of light drawn from the furnace.

That's... reflection.

The light reflected by the sharp blade.

"You've arrived just in time." Ornn didn't turn around, his deep, resonant voice echoing through the valley. "It's ready. Take it."

Dang clang...

The sound of metal hitting the ground echoed. A peerless divine weapon, cherished by mortals, was a common forged artifact that the God of Forge could casually discard.

Cheng Xiao didn't hesitate and immediately trotted towards the light.

He had no idea what kind of weapon Ornn had forged for him, but it didn't matter—he had learned all sorts of weapons in those three years in Noxus, and he could master any of them.

As long as the weapon itself is a good weapon.

Cheng Xiao approached with anticipation, the outline of the peerless divine weapon becoming clearer and clearer… It was a sword. A long sword.

Weapons that can attack or defend are very well balanced.

Well, the type is good, and the quality is definitely -

Ok?

When Cheng Xiao saw the long sword on the ground clearly, he had to admit that he was stunned.

It wasn't because the perfection of this sword was beyond his imagination, but...

Yes……

So common?

Cheng Xiao stared at the sword on the ground with wide eyes, and for a moment she wondered if Ornn had picked up the wrong one.

The sword body is silver with a black background. The sword guard is a piece of yellow wood. There is a narrow groove in the middle of the sword spine. The sword body is a double-edged broadsword...

It's very ordinary, but in its ordinariness, it reveals a hint of familiarity...

This this……

"Isn't this Duolan Sword?!"

Cheng Xiao blurted out the name of the longsword - the sword in front of him was exactly the same as the Doran's Blade in his memory!

That is the starting outfit that sells for 450 yuan in the canyon!

In RPG games, this equipment is called the Village Sword!

"Huh?" Ornn was puzzled by Cheng Xiao's reaction - he hadn't even named the sword yet.

But as for the resemblance... indeed, this sword was made according to the shape of a sword in his memory. As for where that memory came from...

He forgot.

It was probably the sword that a human craftsman had shown him back then.

He thought the shape was good and the forging craftsmanship of the sword at that time was also good, so he simply made a similar one.

"Okay, here's your sword, go away."

Ornn waved his hands as if to shoo away a fly, and his mouth, hidden in his thick beard, pouted in an annoyed look.

"This sword can easily penetrate Volibear's defenses and cut through his bones. Take it, and leave me alone."

"No... this is not Duolan--" Cheng Xiao wanted to say something, but the strong wind blown by the other party interrupted him directly.

The strong wind was not as hot as the temperature in the furnace, but it was even stronger than a tornado. Even if he tried his best to grab the rocks next to him, it was useless - the rocks were blown down the mountain together.

The huge goat gradually disappeared into the volcano, leaving only one last sentence:

"If your sword breaks during the battle with Volibear, I'll come and fix it for you..."

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Cheng Xiao lay on the ground in confusion, with Doran's Blade falling beside him.

The sky in my vision was gradually blocked by two flawless faces, and the girl's sweet voice rang out:

"What's wrong? Did you fall and get hurt? This is the sword the God of Forge made for you. It looks pretty good."

Cheng Xiao didn't answer, but just continued to stare blankly at the sky.

After a long time, he sat up.

My thoughts suddenly became clear again.

He knew that Ornn was not the kind of person who would fool others... Even if the demigod did not want to help humans, he would definitely do what he promised.

He remembered that once an ugly troll cheated him and he admitted it. He actually built an indestructible secret vault door for the troll - although he also had some tricks to take revenge on the troll for the cheating.

But it is undeniable that the door is definitely the hardest door in the world, and nothing can destroy it.

That is the "shield" that Braum is holding in his hand now.

Even Volibear's thunder can be blocked perfectly.

It seems that... Ornn couldn't have really only equipped himself with the "starting equipment".

This sword...

Cheng Xiao picked up the sword and looked at it carefully. Although he still couldn't feel any magical power in it, he was sure that this Doran's Sword was definitely extraordinary.

Combined with Ornn's last words...

"Garbage is better, broken is better..." Cheng Xiao muttered to herself.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Sejuani reached out and grabbed Cheng Xiao's face. "Now that you've got the magic weapon, let's get going. Don't waste time here—the Frost Witch has already left."

"Gone? Where did she go?" Cheng Xiao rubbed her pinched cheek. It didn't hurt.

"She said she sensed danger... probably from the Ursine. She didn't seem to go directly there, but she has already notified the Frostguard to send reinforcements."

"She has to make sure it's safe under the abyss first." Ashe added.

Hearing this, Cheng Xiao finally stood up.

In his hand he held the Doran's Sword that Ornn had given him.

"In that case, let's go."

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The snow-covered army of the bear people stood out on the other side of the horizon.

A vast expanse of black spots, interspersed with some massive figures, came with such force that they disturbed the original creatures of this land.

Herds of animals were running wildly in the snow, frightened birds were screaming, and the tide was surging under the ice sea... It was a scene like the end of the world.

The Freljord Alliance's brief celebration ended, and people were forced to face reality again - the bears had not been repelled, and their legions were still behind.

That terrifying brute force still casts a shadow in everyone's heart.

Fortunately, there are also strong people on the human side.

"No one is allowed to go up!"

An excited shout rang out among the army, and a strong man with bare chest and holding two axes slowly walked out of the crowd.

Unlike everyone else's fear, caution or nervousness, there was only excitement in his red eyes.

The desire to kill and the anticipation of dying in battle turned into excitement.

"Olaf, don't be impulsive." Elder Winter Claw warned, but all he got in return was an even more excited howl.

Berserkers don't need strategy, nor do they need to care about other people's strategies.

Berserkers never follow orders.

"For the glory of Lockefar!!"

Before the leader could give the order, Olaf grabbed his axe and rushed out.

The only one who could and was willing to keep up with him was Braum, the tallest and strongest warrior in the entire Freljord Alliance.

"Hey, stand behind Braum!"

The bald strong man picked up the huge shield and rushed out. His back, like a little giant, gave great encouragement to the soldiers.

The battle, which should have been carefully planned, started in such a muddled way.

"Archers, don't be so anxious... Oh, forget it, shoot! Shoot! Shoot those beasts to death!" Even the usually calm and steady Winter Claw War Mother didn't bother to care.

A fierce clash broke out between the two sides with Olaf as the center.

The mortal army seemed extremely vulnerable in front of the bearmen, but they had the advantage of being numerous and well-prepared. The first round of shooting from the archers alone was enough to give the bearmen a hard time - in order to deal with the bearmen's tough fur, the warriors even specially used flaming arrows.

If I can't shoot through you, can't I burn you?

For a moment, roars, howls, and cries mixed together to compose a melody of war.

Olaf pressed forward, bravely clearing the way with his two axes, and single-handedly he killed more bearmen than an entire regiment of cavalry could have.

But the bearmen’s casualties will not be in vain.

Just when Olaf was enjoying the killing, a terrifying black thunder fell.

Immediately afterwards, a giant bear man over four meters tall walked out.

Its eyes are not as crazy and confused as those of other bearmen, but reveal wisdom; its actions are not aimless killing, but it will selectively attack humans who pose a greater threat.

Although its entire body is a monstrous, twisted structure, most people still recognize its identity at a glance—

"Hunter Lord!" a warrior shouted loudly before his neck was broken by a bear paw.

In an instant, the situation on the battlefield changed.

Everyone knows the terrifying power of the Hunting Lord. Last time, it was a Hunting Lord who instantly killed the powerful Olaf and Braum, causing the Alliance army to be quickly defeated. In the end, it was Cheng Xiao's timely arrival that ended the crisis.

But now... Cheng Xiao, Ashe, and Sejuani, the three strongest fighters of the Alliance are not present.

People have no confidence...

"Damn it... We have to consider whether we should go back to defend the city wall." Elder Winter Claw suddenly woke up.

Darwali War Mother standing by had the same opinion.

But before they could give any orders, a figure rushed towards the hunting lord.