Monster Hunter from League of Legends

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Seeing Fane entering combat mode, Glenna's eyes became more serious.

Although she looked relaxed while chatting with Fahn, Glenna was actually observing Fahn carefully.

His body was solid, his muscles strong. Standing still, even without any of the necessary activations for combat, his body in standby mode still radiated steaming energy like a furnace.

This kind of energy wasn't just ordinary blood or heat. It was something that only existed within a warrior's senses. In more common terms, it was danger.

There is no doubt that this is a dangerous guy.

As she thought about it, a hint of fighting spirit appeared in Glenna's eyes.

On this icy plain, there's no place for the weak. Fighting the strong and dying in battle is the most beautiful destiny, celebrated by countless warriors.

In silence, Glenna, clad in white animal skin, her white hair, braided from bones and iron rings, danced amidst the eruption of blood. With her hands outstretched, her broad, powerful palms held a short axe and a three-pronged spear.

"Come on, boy... I am a sharp spear, I am a sharp axe!"

"Of course!"

Fane drew his sword, and the fiery red leaves of the Flying Dragon Blade became part of Fane's body. The two-meter-long blade gradually turned red with the heat of the blood. On the blade's back, a layer of cold, hard frost formed on the jagged edges.

[Hua Jiao's Ice Bag] is a special mucus that can cover a large amount of armor and freeze into ice with high hardness.

If the literal meaning of "high-hardness ice" was difficult to understand, then Fane could now clearly understand its meaning. In terms of hardness, the ice armor frozen by this special mucus was lighter than steel, harder than ordinary steel, but also more brittle than steel.

But in any case, these ice layers greatly enhanced Fane's attack and defense without causing too much burden.

Lowering his center of gravity, Faan lunged forward and unleashed a swift slash. Without any fancy moves, the simple, unadorned slash ripped from top to bottom, the damage inflicted proportional to Faan's strength and speed. Now, partially transformed into a dragon, Faan transformed into a red and blue afterimage in the eyes of the crowd around him, then arrived in front of Glenna and slashed with his sword!

"Well done!"

Seeing Fane's slash, Glenna's eyes showed a hint of excitement.

An expert can tell a fighter's skill from the first strike—the more unpretentious such attacks are, the more they reveal a warrior's fundamental skills. And Faan, from the charge to the slash, performed the entire process in one smooth motion, channeling the full force of the charge into his arms and slashing with his blade.

Feeling the sharp force coming at her, Glenna swung her axe. Her simple battle axe was inlaid with True Ice. As Glenna's icy bloodline ignited, surging icy magic coalesced, forming a pale blue blade. Unflinching, the powerful blow collided with the axe, yet Faan felt a burst of cold energy erupt from the axe.

Quickly realizing something was amiss, Fane dodged and slashed with his sword. In an instant, a cloud of icy blue air exploded from above the battle axe, like an air cannon exploding right in his face. The surging cold air collided with the sharp edge of Mikiri's blade, creating a crack and shattering it. But even that blast of air... Unfortunately, the shattered winds failed to even penetrate Fane's outermost ice armor upon impact, losing all their energy and dissipating.

And the moment he endured these storms, Fane could feel a bone-chilling chill penetrating into his body, trying to take away the heat and freeze his active blood.

Unfortunately, before these shattered chills could penetrate into Fane's body to freeze the fiery fire dragon's blood, they were directly dispelled along with the buzzing of the ice-resistant beads.

"I'm Blizzard!" Glenna didn't hide her abilities. There was no need to, because Faan wasn't a true mortal enemy; he was Sejuani's first blood ally. After the battle, she could still ask Kokia directly, so she might as well be frank and speak directly.

Looking at Faan, Glenna's eyes were filled with surprise. "Even if Kojiya was caught off guard by the cold wind, he would lose a lot of heat, leaving his hands and feet cold... It seems your ice bloodline may be even stronger than I imagined."

No, it’s just because the three ice-resistant beads directly maxed out the ice resistance, and a little bit of wind couldn’t affect Fane at all.

Glancing at the axe in Glenna's hand, Fane more or less realized that the axe's power was the manipulation of ice magic. However, this chilling effect posed little threat to Fane. Therefore, Fane focused his attention on the True Ice Spear in Glenna's other hand, which was not much longer than the axe.

According to Fane's intuition, the short spear was more precious and more powerful than the short axe.

"Ha, did you notice that?"

Feeling Fahn's gaze, Glenna laughed and said, "Then come and try it yourself!"

As she spoke, Glenna's expression darkened, and she swung her battle axe fiercely. Though it was only a short axe, the wind it unleashed was like a giant palm-leaf fan. The blast of cold wind froze the atmosphere, mixing with the magic of ice to create a cloud of frost and snow that swept towards Faen like a wave.

Fain stared at the white wave rushing toward him, but he didn't move. Instead, he closed his eyes and sheathed his sword. Then, a fleeting glimmer of light flashed through the pitch-black perception—ding!!!

The moment the sword struck, Faan's muscles shifted from tense to relaxed. The immense force of this shift, initially generated from the ground, was supported by his stretched thighs. This allowed Faan's body to move almost instantly to the edge of the glimmer.

Clang! !

The blade and the axe collided, and two white rays of light suddenly rose up, one was the slashing sword energy, and the other was the slashing blade! !

"I am lightning!" At the moment the blade slashed down, Glenna's gaze was devoid of fear, instead filled with indifference. In Glenna's other hand, the three-pronged spear, gleaming with cold light and forged almost entirely from pure ice, had vanished.

Startled, Fan suddenly drew his sword, turned around, and raised his right arm to grab the flying cold light.

His palm felt icy cold, but before Fane could throw it out, a burst of cold light suddenly appeared from the short spear and rushed towards Fane.

"..."

After a brief silence, Fane shook his head and felt his mind became much clearer.

Glenna: "Huh?"

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Throwing the trident in his hand to Glenna, Fane shook his head and said, "Is this the power of this spear?"

"...It's just one of them." Glenna glanced at the short spear in her hand, then said with a strange expression, "But I have never seen even one Iceborn who could resist this freezing with his head."

"Isn't this already the case?"

Glancing at Glenna, Faan distanced himself again, lowering his center of gravity. "My resistance to cold far exceeds your imagination," he said. "Now that I know the capabilities of these two True Ice weapons... is this really a short spear, not an arrow? It's too thin and too short... Anyway, I'm getting started."

"Haha, come on!"

Glenna also smiled and nodded. Although she was smiling, everyone could clearly feel the solemnity in Glenna's eyes.

Equipped with three Ice Resistance Orbs, Faan wasn't completely immune to ice magic attacks, but effective damage was limited to physical collisions or highly compressed ice energy. Ordinary cold air and freezing wind, which were too distracting and only dealt damage by robbing heat, had little effect on Faan.

Facing Glenna's gaze, Fain raised his hand and launched a grappling hook. This caused Glenna's eyes to narrow slightly, and she dodged to the side, raising her arm and mercilessly slashing at the grappling hook with an axe.

However, the seemingly ordinary hook did not sever directly after colliding with the axe as Glenna had expected. Instead, it passed into Glenna's hand, and it felt as strong and tough as cowhide.

Before Glenna could react, the hook had already retracted rapidly. As if activating a three-dimensional maneuvering device, Faan's body was pulled forward by the hook. Unable to sever the hook, Glenna didn't hesitate, but instead swung her axe at Faan. At the same time, the trident in Glenna's other hand pierced the air, transforming into a translucent streak of cold light that streaked through the chill wind, appearing to have vanished almost instantly.

At the moment of approach, Fane also swung his sword fiercely. However, at this moment, the blood and energy surging in his body connected with the blade, bursting through Fane's hands and the blade of the Flying Dragon Sword. The crimson blade left a blazing tongue of fire as it cut through the air.

The Flying Dragon Blade - Red Leaf, forged from the claws, bone marrow, carapace, and flame sac of a fire dragon, might not unleash its true power if used alone. However, combined with the Fire Dragon Armor and Faun's own [Fire Dragon Essence], the surging waves of heat and fire erupted the moment they came into contact with Glenna.

The heavy blow erupted in a ball of flame, as if Fane had hidden a piece of gunpowder on the blade. It was engulfed in flames, but then a gust of cold wind arose to counter it. Unfortunately, the wind didn't last long before it was completely melted by the flames. Glenna retreated in the midst of it, but Fane didn't continue his attack. Instead, he looked back at the sky behind him and threw his flying knife.

With a clang, the three-pronged short spear, shrouded in ice and nearly invisible in the chill wind, was struck, its tip deflecting from its course. The sharp tip sank into the ground, instantly forming large lumps of ice on the already frozen ground!

Then, the ice cube exploded with a loud bang, and the frozen soil turned into loose dust.

"A sharp insight! But it's not over yet!"

The moment Faan turned and deflected the spear, Glenna, with her ample combat experience, had already quickly recovered. Like a gust of white wind, she rushed towards Faan, the short axe in her hand whipping the wind around, condensing a thick layer of ice on the blade.

Knowing that Fane was amazingly resistant to the frost wind, Glenna did not release the impact of the frost wind, but let the frost wind compress and push the battle axe, forming a more powerful heavy blow!

call--

As the storm blew, the short axe in Glenna's hand transformed into a breathtakingly cold light. Fain, with his back to Glenna, remained unfazed. His eyes transformed into dragon pupils, their fiery crimson pupils filled with cold indifference. With a slight flick of his wrist, the Flying Dragon Blade blocked the short axe's path. The moment of collision tilted to dissipate the force, but the heavy force also caused the Flying Dragon Blade to slip uncontrollably from his hand.

Unfortunately, before Glenna could seize the opportunity to attack, Fane rushed into Glenna's arms with a short and fast Iron Mountain Lean.

If it were just a normal collision, it would be fine, but the Iron Mountain Backstroke is a technique that uses all the strength of the body to explode at extremely close range, just like an inch punch. Combining the Fire Dragon Armor and the Shark Mucus formed an ice armor -

There was a solemn look in her eyes. Even though she was hit in the chest by Faan, Glenna did not pause at all despite the pain. Instead, she raised her battle axe and chopped down at Faan's back.

Unfortunately, the connection between Tieshan and Glenna's attack was interrupted, and the hastily launched counterattack was just a simple mobilization of the arm muscles. The weak force fell on Fane's back, and Fane didn't even feel much. The icy blade of the short axe lost all its strength with just a few crackling sounds of breaking ice armor!

At the moment of settling into Faan's arms, the liquid ice spikes condensed on Faan's armor continued to break as they collided with Glenna's armor. A few of them directly penetrated the armor and pierced into the flesh. It was because Glenna's body was extremely strong that she activated the power of her ice bloodline in an instant to tighten her flesh, thus avoiding the possibility of being pierced by the ice spikes and suffering further damage.

Even so, the flying ice fragments cut Glenna's exposed skin like knives, and the fine icy dust gave the impact a physical form. Nearly everyone around could see the invisible impact force, carrying the shattered ice in all directions, and Glenna, the target of Faan's attack, was directly knocked away.

The armor, also inlaid with True Ice, had blocked the penetration of the ice spikes, but it couldn't stop the impact of the armor. The armor surface, which was once so smooth, was now pitted with dents after a simple collision, as if it had been ravaged by an armored vehicle!

It landed on the ground with a dull thud, and Glenna felt her vision go dark. A gust of cold wind quickly sobered her up, but just as she was about to stand, she opened her eyes and saw Faan standing in front of her, reaching out to pull her up.

This caused Glenna to fall silent.

The time it took for Fine to regain consciousness to reach out and pull himself up, the same time it took him to swing the knife and end his own life.

There was no resentment or resentment. Glenna calmly extended her hand and let Fane pull her up.

Looking at Faan who looked only slightly tired, Glenna wasn't even sure if Faan was pretending to be tired to deceive her.

but……

Nodding thoughtfully, Glenna raised Fain's hand.

"He won."

People were silent.

"Ashe's first blood alliance won!"

“Oh oh oh oh~~”

People excitedly began to celebrate and cheer!

Fane showed a look of astonishment - did you mix up our bets?

In response, the exhausted Glenna panted and shrugged.

"That's the Freljord way."

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Facing Fane's shocked eyes, Glenna just smiled as usual.

He didn't say much, but just pointed to the corner room behind him and said, "Elbow, come in with me. Let's talk about the Throne of Avarosa."

"Oh."

Although I don’t know why Glenna suddenly lost her martial virtues, Fane is just passionate about hunting and is not really brainless.

After hearing Glenna's words "Faan won" and later "Ashe's first blood alliance", the Avarosans obviously cared more about the latter sentence.

The Freljord values ​​bravery and strength, with every person being a Parva. The War Mother's defeat wasn't unacceptable, but it would inevitably affect the tribe's cohesion and morale. The vast majority of Freljord's Hearthborn joined a tribe only when they had no other choice, while those with some ability joined for strength and stability.

And Fane's victory over Glenna undoubtedly shook Glenna's authority. Even if it was simply to stabilize people's hearts, Glenna would have said something like this...

"I hope you understand." After entering the corner room, Glenna said calmly:

"Although Avarosa and Winter's Claw are sister tribes, they ultimately broke off due to... some reasons. So I must stabilize the hearts of the Hearth dwellers. Otherwise, for the Hearth dwellers, they are all sister tribes anyway, so instead of staying in Avarosa, why not stay with the more powerful 'big sister', right?"

"Resources are limited. Even sisters have to compete with each other, let alone the relationship between two tribes."

After hearing Glenna's frank words, Fan nodded without denying it.

Although the Iceborn are the mainstream of the Freljord, their number is limited. A large tribe often has only about seventy or eighty Iceborn. Apart from fighting, you can't let the Iceborn do daily farming, fishing, hunting, gathering, and forging, right?

Iceborn are powerful, but these skills require experience. Therefore, skilled Hearthborn and even powerful Hearthborn warriors are highly sought after in the Freljord, sometimes even having a higher status than ordinary Iceborn.

What Glenna said at that time was indeed for the consideration of the tribe.

but……

"What you said makes sense."

Leaning on the animal hide mat behind him, Faan's face was filled with a dull expression: "But I still think you are greedy for my body."

"I want your body? No, I just need your bravery... This is the Freljord." Glenna took a sip of mead:

"Brave bloodlines make the tribe strong, while weak bloodlines will scatter the bravery inherited. The people of the tribe farm and hunt in my name. I need to provide them with physical and spiritual stability. You are not from the Freljord, so you may think this is barbarism? No. In our view, what outsiders call civilization is a bunch of nonsense. Because they are just compromises. When they can no longer tolerate it, they will only become more barbaric than us."

"At least, even if we plunder other tribes, it's for survival. We'll even leave them enough food to barely last a few days, giving them a fighting chance to survive. Whether that opportunity is plundering other tribes or taking the risk of attacking beasts. We won't be like the outsiders, who massacre everyone in city after city just for reputation or something else."

Hearing this, Fane smacked his lips, then spread his hands and said, "Okay, then, you've convinced me."

"..." Seeing Fann's indifferent look, Glenna raised her eyebrows with interest.

"Convinced you? I feel like you just don't want to talk about this anymore."

"What else? My academic performance isn't great." Fahn pulled a bottle of healing potion from his backpack and tossed it to Glenna. He then opened one for himself and said, "Sociology and philosophy? I'm just a hunter in the mountains. I'm not interested in governing tribes or cities."

There is no fun. Apart from those with vested interests, who cares about the US election?

You think I care about politics? Actually, I want to see the reckoning.

After hearing Faan's words, Glenna's face showed a touch of emotion. She opened the recovery potion and said:

"Your clarity is truly rare in the Freljord. Most Iceborn, even my own blood allies, are so stubborn they refuse to admit their mistakes out of sheer pride."

Hearing this, Faen was happy:

"Who wouldn't admit their mistakes when they're having fun? Can't they just stop when they see they're about to lose? Anyway, when it comes to verbal attacks, I'm always on the winning side. If I can't win, I'll just collapse and run away. That's the internet spirit, bro."

"Although I don't know what the Internet spirit you are talking about is, I am sure it is not what you said..." Sejuani on the side had a blank expression on her face.

On the other side, after taking a sip of the green recovery medicine, Glenna's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

It wasn't hard to drink; it was sweet, with a rich herbal aroma. What really concerned Glenna was its effect. Almost the moment it entered her stomach, she felt a surge of warmth surge through her body, rapidly replenishing her strength, which had been depleted from the battle. It revitalized the massive blood clots and even fractured bones caused by the Iron Mountain Lean attack, and even alleviated her aching muscles.