Monster Hunter from League of Legends

Fain did not dodge, but directly revealed his identity.

After hearing what Faan said, Braum's face showed a hint of surprise:

"Ah! I was wondering why they sounded so familiar! It's you! Great! I saw the message you were playing in my head, and I was just about to go to the Holy City of Rakstak to find you! Speaking of which, Warmother Ashe, is it true what you said about having all the tribes live together like brothers and sisters, helping each other? If so, Braum will definitely do his best to provide all the support he can!"

As he spoke, Braum struck a strong and powerful pose.

Seeing this, Ashe seemed to recall some legends about Braum - mainly the shield that Braum stood beside him.

The massive shield felt like a heavy door panel. At first glance, it must have been at least twenty centimeters thick. A massive ram's head was carved into the shield. While it displayed the rugged aesthetic unique to the Freljord, it had become the spirit of Avarosa. Ashe could sense that this shield wasn't simply composed of True Ice, but was also blended with many similar, equally sublime powers. These forces, fused together through exceptional forging skill, created a 1+1 greater than 2 effect.

"I remember now! You're the big talker!"

Before Ashe could say anything, Sejuani jumped out curiously: "I heard that when the volcano erupted, you carried an entire farm to a higher ground to save it? Is that true? You're not kidding, are you?"

After hearing what Sejuani said, Braum also laughed.

"Haha! How could I be that strong? I just put the whole family on the door panel and carried them away! I don't know how it turned into carrying the entire farm!"

102

Chapter 102 The richest woman in Freljord.

After finding Bron, Fane and the others set out on their return journey.

When Braum was invited to join the United Horde, he had no objection at all. He was like a piece of butter dropped into a hot pan, and he blended in easily.

Ultimately, Braum has always been a believer in the idea that all Freljordians are brothers and sisters. Not just Braum, but Braum's mother as well.

"When I was little, my mother told me that we are all one family in the Freljord, so I have been waiting for someone who can bring peace to the Freljord."

As he walked down the street, Braum's muscles trembled. Although he looked tough, he had a bright and cheerful look. His eyes, in particular, were bright and passionate, as if they would never be lost.

"I didn't quite understand it before, until one day, the hateful ice giants attacked a tribe that made a living by raiding. I was so happy at the time, because they had raided our herds so often! But when my mother heard the news, she brought a large number of herds, fabrics, and firewood across the icy tundra to help them. I didn't understand why my mother did this... until later, that tribe became my mother's eternal ally."

Braum smiled, a smile that was incredibly healthy—yes, it was a smile that needed to be described as healthy. It was full of vitality and infectious energy, and even in the cold wind, it gave people a sense of security, like "Don't be afraid, Braum is here!" or the Freljord version of "I'm here to help you!"

"Since then, I know my mother was right! True courage lies not in using power to rule, but in protecting the helpless! One day, everyone will understand! We Freljordians are one family!"

“Woohoo! Woohoo!”

As if they felt the power in Braum's heart, the Poros that were originally lying on Braum's shoulders, shield, and even belt let out a happy cry.

Poros are not uncommon in Freljord. Because Poros have a strong learning ability, they have evolved in Freljord into a form that is very resistant to cold and has immense strength.

Poros are rare, however, as their fur is the same color as the snow. Even a falcon in the sky might not be able to see them clearly if they lie still. Their sense of good and evil is also extremely keen, and they will vanish at the slightest sign of ill will. For example, Braum, who is followed by a swarm of Poros wherever he goes, clearly demonstrates that his character is certified by Poros.

On the side, listening to Braum's story, Ashe nodded with emotion.

“Your mother was a great person.”

"I think so!"

Bron nodded excitedly.

It was obvious that he was proud of his mother.

Faan also likes this muscular, warm-hearted man. In the Freljord, Braum is also quite famous, considered by many to be a true "hero." This is because Braum always helps those in need without asking for anything in return. However, in most cases, the story gets distorted due to people's praise.

For example, Sejuani's earlier question about carrying the farm and running away actually meant carrying the people on the farm. It's just that people tend to exaggerate when telling heroic stories, which has led some to believe that Braum is just a big talker.

For example, Sejuani.

"Do you think what he said is true?"

Sejuani poked Faan's arm.

Sejuani's childhood experiences made it hard for her to believe that such a selfless person could be born in the land of Freljord.

"People are all different. Ignore the gossip and what the spreaders are saying, and just look at what they are doing."

"Wow, you said that like you didn't say anything."

Sejuani's face was full of disgust.

"Haha~"

Faan didn't care, and the group advanced in an orderly manner. Lissandra's frost cleared the way, saving them the trouble of taking a long detour. They continued downhill, and by evening, Faan and the others had returned to the Avarosa base.

There weren't many Avarosans left. The main force had already left for Winter's Claw, and those who remained were the young and strong, tasked with taking away whatever could be dismantled and taken away. This was primarily the corner houses—while the Freljord had no shortage of wood, the extreme cold made it difficult to cut.

For the Freljordians, firewood is as important as food. During a blizzard, if you don't have enough firewood, you might freeze to death before you starve. Going out to cut wood during a blizzard is essentially a gamble on whether you can cut enough firewood before freezing to death or being buried by ice and snow.

The Iceborn are primarily responsible for combat, but they also take charge of logging during blizzard season. Ordinary people would likely not be able to bring back the items alive, demonstrating the dangers of logging and the importance the Freljordans place on survival supplies.

Besides the young men who dismantled the important parts of the corner house and transported them to the pack animals, the Avarosa tribe also had a group of people—

"Child of Ice?"

Seeing the fully armed Drakron Soulless Knights and the Frost Priests wearing animal skins and bones and holding wooden or bone staffs, Sejuani narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly at Lissandra:

"What did you call them for?"

"Help me out and deliver some things."

Glancing at Sejuani, Lissandra remained calm, her voice still cold. But for some reason, Faan seemed to sense a faint... amusement?

After a moment's thought, Faan chose to sit on the sidelines and watch without saying anything. Ashe glanced at Faan, who looked amused, and also remained silent.

But Sejoniko didn't care about that. She sneered at Lissandra's words and said, "Sending something? Isn't it another thing made of contaminated True Ice? Only pathetic soulless slaves like you would be interested in such blasphemous things!"

"You're right, especially this aura of being decisive."

Seeing the cold expression on Sejuani's face, Lissandra waved her hand calmly, and then the Drakron Knight beside her lifted the fabric covering the trailer.

What caught my eye was some equipment.

When these equipment appeared in front of Sejuani and Ashe, they felt an inexplicable throbbing in their hearts.

"This is my eldest sister's cloak. Thousands of years ago, Avarosa wore this cloak while riding, shooting, hunting, and gathering intelligence on the icy plains."

Lissandra handed the cloak, along with the matching bracers and leather armor, to Ashe and said calmly, "Put them on. This will help you grasp and understand Avarosa's power and philosophy more quickly."

As she spoke, Lissandra stretched out her hand, and a beam of black ice rose from the ground, sending a sharp spear into the air.

"Although Serilda's armor was lost in the war, her weapons are still with me."

Looking at Sejuani whose face turned pale and blue, Fane was not surprised at all?

——As one of the three ice sisters, Lissandra, who has lived for thousands of years, is literally the richest woman in Freljord.

103

Chapter 103 Arrival at the Holy City - Lakstak.

Deduct one to receive the Serilda Spear.

"11111! Are you really giving it to me, bro?"

Looking at the Serilda Spear in front of her, Sejuani could clearly feel the icy magic coming from it.

Even though he didn't know much about forging, the martyr was still certain that the Serilda Spear in front of him was one of the top artifacts in the entire Freljord.

You have to remember, this was the weapon of Serilda, one of the three Ice Sisters. Putting its inherent quality aside, Sejuani, having already learned about the existence of the spiritual realm, knew that even a piece of broken wood, as long as Serilda had worn and used it regularly, could serve as a medium to mobilize vast amounts of spiritual energy, representing the prayers and faith that the Freljord people had held for the three sisters for thousands of years.

But now, this is not some broken piece of wood, but Serilda’s main weapon!

Back then, Serilda wore a horned helmet, wore armor, rode a mammoth, and wielded a spear like this, conquering all the tribes in the Freljord who refused to submit and establishing a unified icefield...

but.

This Serilda spear may be indestructible and unbreakable, but in the spiritual realm, nothing can be harder than Sejuani's words.

"Isn't it just Serilda's weapon? I don't care! I'm using a flail now! My husband designed it himself! Do you have one?"

Looking at Sejuani in front of him, Fane couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions.

Sejuani was still the Sejuani he knew. Her body was in tatters, every cell in her body was surrendering, but her mouth still refused to give up, fighting desperately to the end.

To be honest, if we can figure out the material of this mouth, we can definitely seal those Void Watchers in the Howling Abyss.

Lissandra didn't take the opportunity to ask for anything. She simply placed the Serilda Spear in front of Sejuani and said calmly:

"Cerilda possesses a strong sense of self. Unlike Avarosa, she will not pass on her power to anyone willing to save the Freljord, even if that person isn't her reincarnation or even Iceborn. Anyone recognized can wield the Holy Bow. Therefore, no one besides the three Ice Sisters can unleash the true power of this spear."

"Then why don't you use it yourself?"

Ashe asked doubtfully, "Aren't you also one of the three Ice Sisters? And in terms of strength, you are stronger than both Sejuani and me."

"Cerilda's hatred for the Void... and her dislike for me, are also placed on this spear."

As she spoke, Lissandra extended her hand. Even the ice, formed by Lissandra's spell, was a terrifying blue-black.

"This spear will have a strong effect when attacking the void and me. Similarly, I cannot use it."

"I see."

Everyone then turned their gaze to Sejuani, anticipating her next move. After a long hesitation, Sejuani refused to pick up the spear. Finally, Faan took it, waved it around twice, and, as Sejuani glared at him with "I want it, but I won't say it," and "Damn it, why did you take it from me?", he thrust it directly into Sejuani's hands.

"In that case, Sejuani, you should take it. Consider it a favor for uniting the Horde."

"That's right, it's all for the purpose of uniting the tribes."

Ashe beside him chuckled and said, "The reincarnation of Serilda holding a Serilda spear is much more convincing than the reincarnation of Serilda holding a flail!"

"Tsk, for the sake of the tribe."

Sejuani hummed a few times shyly, glanced at Lissandra, and said, "Thank you."

"I didn't hear that clearly."

Lissandra said calmly.

"If you didn't hear it clearly, then you didn't hear it clearly!"

Sejuani turned around angrily and rode on the Enuk buffalo, then began to figure out how to use the spear.

Seeing this, Lissandra didn't ask any further questions. Faan and Ashe exchanged a smile. Then, Ashe stepped forward, picked up Avarosa's cloak and wristguards, and began to ask Lissandra how to use them. After understanding the general idea, Ashe also inquired about the use of the war spear and the tricks to mastering it.

Ashe was obviously not interested in weapons like spears, and it was obvious who she was asking for.

Looking at the three happy Ice Sisters in front of him, Braum laughed happily: "Haha! It turned out that I was right to come to you! Freljord will surely usher in true peace!"

"Yeah, I think so too."

Faan nodded, then clapped his hands and said, "Girls! Now that we're almost ready, let's go! To the Winter's Claw!"

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly packed up their things and left behind anything they couldn't take away. With the addition of Lissandra, in addition to the ice magic bridge-building technique that turned the natural barrier into a thoroughfare, the Drakron Soulless Knights and Frost Priests greatly accelerated the efficiency of the journey.

The pack animals brought by the Drakronk Knights had been transformed with tainted True Ice, making them stronger and more brutal, yet succumbing to Lissandra's will. This expedited the transport of heavy supplies. Ice Priests also magically enhanced the endurance of the Hearthborn and Iceborn in the icy landscape, greatly improving their efficiency.

Originally, everyone was supposed to head to Winter's Claw to reunite with the main force, but upon arrival, they discovered only Ashe's sworn father, Ilu, and some Hearth-Hosts were waiting there. It turned out that Gorjiya and Glenna had already anticipated the upcoming journey and had headed to Rakstak ahead of time. After a brief rest, Faan and the others continued on their journey.

The Holy City of Rakstak is located on the largest plain in the western part of the Freljord. Although it is in the west, considering that the entire northeastern part of the Freljord, which accounts for nearly one-third of the land in the entire Freljord, is a sparsely populated and uninhabited land, the Holy City of Rakstak is actually located in the center of the Freljord.

Well, the main reason is that the Frozen Sea and the land east of Nelza'ag are all Lissandra's territory. The Howling Abyss, Frostguard Citadel, and the Ancient Icevein Vault are all located there. So, Lissandra has been cultivating this territory for millennia. However, in the future, the United Horde will undoubtedly develop it together.

After another three days of marching, Fane and his companions caught up with the main force. After another two days of marching, they arrived at the holy city of Lakstak.

Before Fane and others arrived, a large number of pilgrims had already gathered in the holy city of Lakstak.

104

Chapter 104 Garen, Lux, and the arrival of the three ice sisters.

The faith of the Ice Sisters has existed in the Freljord for a long time. So much so that after the advent of the Ice Sisters, all previous sources of faith were referred to as "Old Gods."

It can be seen how important it is for the people on this ice field that the three Ice Sisters unify the Freljord.

The holy city of Rakstak, once home to the Ice Sisters, naturally became a sacred site in the hearts of the people. The statue of Avarosa, perched atop the cliffs of the holy city, especially attracted countless pilgrims every spring and summer, praying for a sufficient harvest, for more Iceborn to emerge from the tribe, and for more newborns to survive until next spring...

The so-called Holy Land naturally became a place that many tribes wanted to occupy. Not only was it the Jerusalem of the Freljord people in terms of faith, but the area it was located in was also the warmest and most fertile land in the entire Freljord.

If remote areas only have three months of mild warmth each year, then in the holy city of Laxtak, that stretches to at least six. Aside from the three months of unwavering blizzard season, temperatures in spring and summer often reach above 10 degrees Celsius. Even in autumn, temperatures can hover around -5 degrees Celsius.

If you ignore the ubiquitous ice magic mixed in the Freljord wind, even ordinary people can endure it as long as they wear thicker clothes.

Although Laxtak was known as the Holy City, its former prosperity had vanished with the passage of time. At first glance, aside from the location of the Avarosa statue, the rest of the area looked like any other plain.

But precisely because the ice statue of Avarosa hadn't melted or disappeared with the passage of time, people worshipped this place even more, believing it to be the holy land of Avarosa. Coupled with the fertile land, this led to many tribes fighting each other. The constant fighting eventually became an annual event, and in the end, a strange peace fell...

After all, as long as other tribes are not allowed to obtain this land and become powerful, everyone will be equally bad. Overall, it is balanced and acceptable.