The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: Bearman’s Purpose

Volibear growled.

His angry gaze swept across the entire bear hunting ground thousands of miles away.

“My brother, what weapons did you make for the weak mortals?” Volibear’s huge figure lurks in the darkness, among the dark mountains of the Freljord, with dark clouds and thunderstorms circling and dancing around him.

Volibear’s back was filled with all kinds of weapons, including knives, guns, swords and axes.

The giant bear’s body was dilapidated, covered with all kinds of terrible wounds, some wounds were not caused by humans at all, the flesh was hanging down, and the dirty blood dyed Volibear’s hair black.

“Weak mortals, do you think that the weapons made by my stupid brother can resist me? Even if you have that strange starlight to protect you.” Volibear sneered, and he felt more and more how stupid mortals are, ” My disciples will find you, I just need a hunting lord to manage that hunting ground…”

Volibear’s broken body squirmed, and he was giving an order to all the bearmen near the hunting ground—find the mortal with the artifact, destroy his mind, and make him wear a bearskin.

“Come on, let’s fight, follow the ancient path, and keep fighting until the last blood is shed.” Volibear growled, the voice he spoke was not the current Freljord mortal language, but this land oldest language.

In this original language, Volibear’s real name is Valhal.

“Valhal… Valhal…” Volibear looked at a certain place on the mountain, and dozens of eyes on his body were staring at it, with hatred and disdain in their eyes.

On the mountain, stood a woman in an ice blue dress.

She is tall and tall, with a two-horned crown on her head, covering her eyesEye.

“The Frost Witch…do you still want to hinder me…” Volibear’s eyes showed fighting intent, even though his body was broken, he didn’t flinch in the slightest.

A bolt of lightning struck the woman, and the light of the lightning dissipated. There was no corpse of the witch on the ground, only a pile of shattered ice.

“Hehe…” Volibear noticed something, “The witch was also injured, interesting…was she injured by something under the abyss…”

Volibear is a little ready to move, he hasn’t had the chance to confront the terrifying existence under the abyss sealed by the ten thousand miles of ice, this is what he wants to do the most besides killing his brother Ornn and the frost witch matter.

But now is not the time. Volibear respects the opponents he thinks about, and he wants to restore himself to his prime first.

“Soon…soon…” The giant bear’s growl was mixed with thunder, or his growl was thunder, “Valhal…Valhal…”

…

Lothar shot an arrow.

The bright starlight illuminated the darkness in the large hunting grounds, and a large number of bears died under the impact of the starlight before they could even wailed.

“The thing my sister gave me is too fierce…” Lothar swallowed, and looked at the star string on the pure white hunting bow.

Lothar had the habit of plucking the bowstring after shooting an arrow to check the elasticity, but this time he didn’t dare to pluck the mighty bowstring randomly.

Lothar noticed that the color of the Star String was a little darker: “It seems that it really won’t be used too many times, try to save as much as possible.”

Lothar heard a gunshot. It was Kled who shot a bear in the head.

“Are you okay!” Lothar ran to Kret, held up the ordinary hunting bow, and shot a bearman blind.

“Who are you! A support soldier?” Kret didn’t even look at Lothar, speaking fluent Freljord, and cut off a bearman’s ass with his tomahawk, “You were the one who shot that shot just now.” Good job! Recruit! When we go back, I will definitely let you be promoted to the rank of artillery captain!”

“Why do these bearmen attack you?” Lothar knew how difficult it was to communicate with this strange yordle, so he simply asked the key question directly.

“How the hell did I know! Don’t ask the officer every time you have a question! Fight your battle, recruit! If you dare to run away, I will kill you with one shot!” Kled became more and more courageous in the battle, and the tomahawk and short gun crazily harvested the leftovers. Seeing the lives of dozens of bears under him, Lothar was dumbfounded.

“How can such a small body have such great strength?” Lothar felt more and more that the yordle was a kind of magical creature. “Why does he have to cut off the buttocks of every bear man?”

Lothar thought about it, but decided not to ask further questions.

After Lothar wiped out more than half of the bearmen with his Star Arrow, the remaining ones were not Kled’s opponents at all. This guy had long been used to fighting with one enemy on the battlefield, and he was unmatched in killing.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Who else!” Standing on the severed ass of the last bearman, Kled roared to the sky.

“K…sir.” Lothar tried to talk to him in Kled’s way, “Where’s your dragon lizard mount?”

Klein was furious: “Don’t fucking mention that coward to me! I don’t have a mount like her! Next time I see her, I will make lizard soup with her!”

“So that dragon lizard is a female?” Lothar thought when he heard Kret use “she”.

“He doesn’t seem to be affected by the bear man’s whispers, he is obviously wearing a bear skin.” Lothar looked at Kled’s furious appearance, “Is the bear man’s bewitching effect on the yordles? Or does it matter whether he bewitches or not?” no difference?”

Lothar is more inclined to the second inference.

“Sir!” Lothar imitated the appearance of a Noxus soldier, and performed a rather non-standard [resource; source’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5,,8 “5.;6 military salute, “I have received orders! All bears in this area must be completely wiped out! And find the key target! ”

“Command” Kled finally stopped his fury, and stared at Lothar with one-eyed coldness.

Lothar swallowed his saliva.

“If you have an order, don’t fucking say it earlier!” Kelie used a tomahawk to pick up a piece of bear man’s butt meat, and carried it on his shoulder. “Lead the way! Finish the work and accompany me to hunt down that stinky lizard!”

“Yes!” Seeing that he had succeeded in fooling around, Lothar felt relieved, and sensed Udyr’s position with a pure white hunting bow, “Go over there!”

Lothar led Kled to the bear hunting grounds. Anyway, they had already fought, and they didn’t care about making any noise to attract the bears.

After running for a while, Lothar found footprints on the ground.

“Sir! Wait!”

“Recruit boy, what did you find?” Kelie had short legs, but he ran much faster than Lothar, and Lothar almost didn’t keep up.

“I found the footprints of the bear man!” Lothar gasped, pointing to the footprints on the ground that were about to be completely covered by snow.

“Good job!” Kled praised, “So what’s the use of these footprints?”

“Bearmen…there are a lot of them.” Lothar looked forward. There were so many bear footprints. Although most of them were blurred by the snow, they could already estimate that the number of bearmen was absolutely terrifying. “They are Act with purpose!”

“What purpose”

Lothar looked at the direction guided by the pure white hunting bow, and then at the direction of the bear footprints, his face changed: “No, the bears are really chasing and killing Udyr and Nazak!”

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very scary! very scary!those bears! very scary!

Run! run!

You can’t go back! Can’t go back!

——Skaar