Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

Ashe detailed the intelligence of the ethereal, which is the enemy they will encounter the most.

And Void Escape Beast, Void Marauder and other higher-level void creatures, she also mentioned it a little.

Seeing that the fighting spirit of several war mothers was not high, Ashe cheered:

"Although they are strong, we are not weak. Under our feet is the land left to us by our ancestors, and they will give us strength."

"Warmother Ashe, we need to know about Noxus' assistance to us." The original 2-meter-tall Warmother said in a loud voice.

She is Elanna, the warmother of the Ironfrost tribe, and she values ​​practical things more than false inspirations.

Ashe nodded and put a dark blue sword and a dark blue bow on the table. They have one thing in common, they are all inlaid with a magic cube:

"These two weapons are the first batch of funding that Noxus gave us. Almost everyone can handle them. They can directly kill Void Spirits."

Saying that, she pulled out the battle knife from the scabbard and slashed directly at Void Spirit.

Several War Mothers could clearly see that Ashe hardly used any force, but cut the Void Spirit in two very silky.

The Void Spirit, which was cut in two, did not tend to reunite. Instead, another purple gas disappeared into the magic cube on the battle knife, and the magic cube was stained with a purple dot.

Seeing the effect of the war knife, the eyes of the war mothers were bright.

But seeing the scene behind, Elana couldn't help but ask the question:

"What's the purple gas behind it?"

"This is also the foundation of our ability to defeat the void. After killing a void creature with this sword or bow, it will extract some of the opponent's energy to strengthen our body."

This is obviously a good thing, but as everyone can see, Ashe's face is ugly.

Needless to say, there are serious side effects here.

"What is the price? Vitality or mutation?" Elana said calmly.

"The price is to change in the direction of the void. If you have a strong will, you have the opportunity to maintain the original form and at the same time have a strong power."

Ashe's voice paused, pursed her lips and said:

"But as long as the will is shaken in the slightest, it will be swallowed by the void. Once that happens, the mechanism set in the sword will be activated and the host will be killed directly."

"Simply put, if you don't get stronger, you will die." The snow-white War Mother smiled.

She is Antoinette, the warmother of the Snow Fox tribe, known for her wisdom in Avarosa.

"You can say that." Ashe nodded in agreement.

"Is there any reason to think about it? If you go to fight like this, you will end up dead. If you take the sword, there is still hope for life."

As for the problem with blaming Noxus' weapons, none of the people in the room thought about it.

It is already a great affection for others to help them receive the old, young, women and children of the tribe.

In the beginning, it was they who chose to fight to the death and refused to even accept the request of Noxus to send troops.

Now that others are willing to give such good things, it is already a kindness that they cannot repay.

That's it, what's not to be satisfied with? .

"The Iron Frost Tribe is willing to equip all Noxus weapons." Elanna took the lead.

"Xuehu tribe, willing to accept." Antoinette did not hesitate.

"Ice Crocodile Tribe, agree!"

"Zhanhu tribe, agree!"

"..."

The rest of the war mothers also expressed their agreement.

In this situation, there is no point in being picky.

In other words, this batch of aid from Noxus is their only hope.

Seeing everyone agree, Ashe pursed his lips and nodded slightly:

"

That being the case, Avarosa, all dress up! "

At the end of the meeting, Ashe asked the war mothers to take people to the airship in Noxus to collect the weapons needed by the tribe.

How could she not know the danger of these weapons.

Even the Noxus side clearly gave detailed data on the pros and cons of this batch of weapons.

Even a battle-hardened warrior has a 30% chance of losing himself after breaking through the master level.

But as long as the will is strong enough, with the physique of the Iceborn and the will of the Avarossa warriors, there is also hope that several short-lived demigods will be born.

The lifespan of these demigods will not be very long, and they cannot escape the end of losing themselves in the end.

But it is enough to persevere in this battle.

From the beginning, in fact, they have no way out.

"Underfoot is the land given to us by our ancestors. When they faced all this 8,000 years ago, they did not choose to retreat. Then we today..."

Ashe looked at the far north, where the Frostguard Fortress was located.

"How can we escape easily today?"

The cold wind of the Freljord blew the silver hair on her forehead, revealing those sapphire eyes full of determination.

......

When Avarossa began to prepare for war.

Manzevi is a mountain range between Nerzayag and Lakstark.

In the past, this area was called the place where the gods slept.

Not long ago, the Void Army invaded this mountain range made of thousands of years of ice.

Thunder roared in the sky, and the ground seemed to be baptized by natural disasters.

The Void Army was stagnant here, stopped by the divine might, and was completely powerless to advance half a step.

In the mountains, a sturdy figure hundreds of meters tall slowly stood up, its thick arms spread out, and a bear roar was raised in the sky:

"Follow the old ways and restore the Freljord!

"

Following this thunderous roar of filial piety, a naked human being behind his feet simultaneously roared with filial piety. There was some kind of energy in his body, and there seemed to be a beast soul possessed behind him. .

They are the Freljord's beastwalkers, guardians who deeply resonate with the Freljord.

The fearless beast spirit walker, led by Lei Tingxiao-Volibear, one of the Freljord peak demigods, launched an attack on the Void army.

Volibear was a member of the Old Gods of the North, who defeated Lissandra with his own hands and made him pay for his eyes.

But in the end, under the general trend, he was reluctantly given up and chose to live in seclusion.

When he woke up again, what he saw was more cowardly humans and creatures.

This is completely different from the Freljord he expected, and he easily got in touch with those beast spirit walkers who still believed in ancient traditions, and reached an ideological consensus.

They want to overthrow the order created by the three sisters and bring the Freljord back to what it was.

But before that, Volibear knew in his heart that he needed to win the war against the Void.

In the beginning, it was the stupidity of the three sisters that attracted these enemies outside Runeterra.

And what they are doing now is just repeating what happened 8,000 years ago.

However, this time, as the old god Volibear, he did not think that he would fail again.