A New Challenge

Lili has been very weak ever since we escaped from the ruins. I was a little worried when I heard she wanted to help. "Are you alright?"

"This is nothing, I'd be happy to help Avarosa."

Lili seems to enjoy helping others. She mentioned to her two older sisters in the ruins that she once helped eliminate a threat to Freljord and even all of humanity, much like Darius now.

At first, I thought she had the same dream as us, but after asking her, she had no recollection of it. She only said something that really bothered me:

"Evil eyes, I have seen them before."

I asked her where she saw it, and her answer was the same: she couldn't remember. She's always so unreliable when it comes to crucial questions.

I don't know if she genuinely can't remember or is deliberately hiding it, but judging from her expression, it's more likely she's hiding it.

Lili walked up to the giant, but instead of helping him stop the bleeding, she took a dagger and plunged it directly into his heart!

The Avarosa were furious and tried to stop him, but Tryndamere stopped them. "This is a near-godlike being. Please show him some respect."

Even the King of the Barbarians said so, so there was no reason for anyone not to believe him. At the same time, everyone was puzzled: what kind of person could command such respect from the King of the Barbarians?

The giant's blood gushed out in large spurts, initially a deep reddish-purple color. After it returned to normal, Lili squeezed a drop of Blue Blood from her fingertip into the wound before stopping the bleeding.

Her method of stopping the bleeding was simple and brutal; she simply summoned a burst of frost and forcibly froze the bleeding.

The effect was immediate; the giant's swollen body gradually returned to normal, and he shrank considerably, soon being able to move again.

He hurriedly scrambled to his feet and knelt before Lili, his voice hoarse. "It's amazing! Thank you for restoring me to my former self!"

"Uh... no need to be so polite. I heard you're the most valiant warrior in Avarosa, it's such a shame you've always looked like this. But your body has just undergone a transformation, you'll need to rest for a while."

Her blood is truly omnipotent. Back then, it could summon magic circles and undead in the ruins, and now it can be used to cure this strange disease. Although using too much will weaken the body, a drop or two is no problem at all.

Ashe was also very moved. After thanking Lili, she said to Kled, "You've finally recovered. Welcome back to the team, great warrior!"

"My Queen, I'm so glad to continue serving you! I was so angry when you told me I couldn't fight anymore!" Now the big guy could finally speak his mind; he had been so anxious that he could only open his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Tryndamere apologized to Kled: "I'm sorry, I thought you had fallen into depravity for power, but things turned out differently. You're not dirty; it was my thinking that was dirty."

"Once I recover, I'll settle the score with you! But for now, I'm willing to acknowledge you!" Kled said with a smile.

Seeing his former companion return to his original form, everyone congratulated him, but some, like Bernie, were not so happy.

His smile looked fake, the kind that's not genuine. I suspect that Kled's transformation into that person was related to him.

After Kled went back to rest, people changed their attitude towards Tryndamere. He had just proven with his actions that the King of the Barbarians was not only handsome and eloquent, but also exceptionally strong, and absolutely worthy of Queen Ashe!

But the troublemakers didn't stop there. Bernie continued, "Although Kled is known as the strongest warrior, I recently took in someone who truly deserves the title. I wonder if the Barbarian King would be interested in experiencing his skills?"

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"If defeating him can silence all doubts, then I'm willing to fight!"

Bernie knew those words were meant for him. "If you can defeat him, I'll surrender immediately!"

Everyone was curious: who could be stronger than Kled? When the warrior Bernie mentioned entered the arena, everyone laughed.

This soldier was a stark contrast to Kled; he was so small that people had to look down to see him.

He was covered in orange fur, and his two big eyes looked adorable. This appearance could fool others, but it couldn't fool me, because I knew him: Gnar.

"Who is my enemy?" Not only was Gnar cute, but his voice was also as sweet and childlike as a child's.

"It's him. If we can win this battle, I'll find you a big house to demolish."

"A big house? I think this place is quite nice."

"This won't do, let's go somewhere else."

"No, I want it here! It's a deal, I'm going!"

Gnar acted like a child, but it was unclear what his conversation with Bernie meant.

He charged toward Tryndamere, occasionally picking up pebbles from the ground and throwing them— Kled's recent destruction had provided him with a wealth of pebbles.

The laughter turned into groans as Gnar threw stones, because after Tryndamere dodged them, the stones hit bystanders.

Ordinary throwing would be one thing, but Gnar's strength was extraordinary, and those hit by the rubble were severely injured!

Fortunately, he was relatively small, and the stones he grabbed were also small; otherwise, it would have been a disaster.

People retreated far back, hiding at a distance where they could react and watch the fight. I was fine with Wind Wall protecting me, but Tryndamere was in a very bad situation.

Gnar was incredibly fast, moving up and down, left and right in a dizzying fashion. Even Tryndamere, with his superior martial arts skills, was helpless against him and was soon smashed to pieces, his head bleeding profusely.

"Little guy, you've made me lose my patience! Frozen North!"

Tryndamere roared, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, but it was nothing compared to the Storm Ruins, so it didn't stop me from continuing to watch the battle.

The drop in temperature slowed Gnar's movements, Tryndamere seized the opportunity to pin him to the ground. "Now you'll behave, won't you? I didn't want to use this trick, but you're just too fast."

Gnar wasn't afraid; he roared angrily, "Trying to freeze me again? I won't fall for it this time!"

He seemed to have recalled some unpleasant memories, his anger rising steadily, and his body swelled up accordingly. I knew this was another form of Gnar, growing from a small and cute child into a tall and mighty one!

When his transformation ended, his body had grown dozens of times larger, and a ferocious beast with fangs suddenly appeared before the people!

Tryndamere quickly retreated to avoid Gnar's attack. His Frozen North was no match for the beast, and the attacks barely scratched him.

In contrast, Gnar's attacks were completely different; he simply swung his claws, and sand and stones flew everywhere!

The palace was in complete chaos, and Bernie was not happy at all; the situation had clearly taken him by surprise.

Ashe also began to worry; this was no longer a battle between humans, and she didn't need to follow customs.

"Guards, subdue this beast!"