The Monster Attacks

Gnar originally had many more ferocious moves, especially his two front claws, which were incredibly powerful!

But seeing Gragas struggling against him, he didn't swing his claws, but instead, on all fours, he pressed his head against Gragas's belly. 🍬☠ Claws 🐟♠

Even so, Gragas slowly couldn't hold on any longer, because after Gnar grew larger, he had two upward-protruding fangs in his mouth.

Every time he exerted force, his fangs would pierce his belly, which made him very uncomfortable.

"I think I should lend a hand, otherwise my belly will be pierced with two holes in it."

"Do you feel a familiar presence?"

Hearing Riven say that, I began to sense things more carefully and felt a strong force in the wind getting closer and closer—the aura of a gale.

"It seems we don't need to intervene. Yordle can sense each other, Kled is already on his way."

Sure enough, just when Gragas was about to give up, a strong gust of wind swept in and blew the two of them apart.

"Stop!" Kled was alone; he wasn't with his men.

Gnar's anger hadn't subsided, and he had no intention of stopping until he saw that the Yordle, at which point he calmed down.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Kled. I've heard my people talk about you, the Destroyer who can grow bigger. You must be Gnar, right?"

"I'm older than you, you have to call me Gnar. You look pretty tough, so hurry up and teach this big-bellied woman a lesson!"

"Alright, stop fooling around. You've lived for thousands of years and you're still acting like a child. You want me to call you 'brother'? You need to mature a bit, okay?"

"Me, me, thousands of years old?" Gnar was a little incredulous.

"What do you think? You were born before me; I'm over three thousand years old."

"I came here when I was in my fifties, and not long after, I was frozen by a big bird. How did so much time pass?"

"Oh? You can freeze me for so long? Looks like you're a pro. But you're not my brother in this state. Be my underling and follow me."

"I'm not going with you, they're taking me to a nice place." Gnar pointed at me and Riven.

"Hi, we meet again." I greeted Kled.

"You guys are something else! I heard from Darius that you went traveling in Freljord, but you actually brought Gnar back with you. Quickly, bring him with me."

"Actually, I was planning to send him to your place, but I didn't expect to meet him here."

"Oh, that's perfect. Did you hear that? Come with me, Gnar."

"What fun things do you have there?"

"Tell me, what do you want? I'll do whatever you ask!"

"Wow, you're so kind!" Gnar was initially delighted, but then he quickly remembered Lili: "You're not lying to me, are you? Someone tricked me into going to an ice cellar before; the houses there are impossible to demolish!"

"How could I lie to you? I am the embodiment of battle, not the embodiment of lies."

"Alright, we can trust our own people. Let's go!"

The two short people left together without even saying goodbye. Even after they were far away, you could still hear them arguing about who should be the older brother.

Gragas walked over, catching his breath. "This is my first time fighting Yordle, their power is truly terrifying!"

"You're not bad either, managing to hold your own against an existence of that level for so long with your mortal body."

"That's all thanks to the strong liquor I brewed using a secret recipe, but that little guy who came later was even more terrifying; he separated us with the Wind Force. He said he was Kled?"

"That's right, he is Great General Kled of the Sandstorm Legion."

"Now that he's here, the Noxus army will probably arrive soon. It seems we can't stay here any longer."

What are your plans?

"I'm going to find my best buddy, Hris. I don't like fighting, but I can't help it. No one can stop his stubbornness, and I can't just watch him die."

"Is that Hris, the chieftain of the Berserker tribe?"

"The former chieftain has already handed over the position to a kid named Jeram. He was supposed to come and travel the ice plains with me, but he went back as soon as the war started."

"The Ice Age isn't suitable for your age anymore; Ionia would be better."

"Haha, that's a good idea indeed. I still have an old friend in Ionia. I wonder if that guy is still alive."

He must still be alive.

Although I said that, I didn't really think so. When I parted ways with Buck, I was still Zhao Xin. Six years have passed, and he still hasn't found those two people. I'm afraid he's in grave danger.

Back in town, we loaded the liquor into the car, intending to deliver it to Darius, ask him about his current plans, and discuss the Void Creatures with him.

Even if the Mutated Eye did not originate from them, the impending disaster must be closely related to them.

Just as we were about to leave, Twisted Fate suddenly returned, looking somewhat flustered.

Gragas was packing his things when he saw him like this and was surprised. "What's wrong with you? I've never seen you like this in all the time I've known you. Has your trick been exposed?"

"Perhaps it's even more terrifying than that! I've encountered something troublesome; first, give me a drink."

Gragas untied the flask from his waist and handed it to Twisted Fate, who took it and gulped down several mouthfuls. Gragas, feeling sorry for him, quickly snatched it back.

"Enough! Tell me what you saw! If it's something trivial, I'll pour all the alcohol down your throat!"

"A monster? Or a legendary ancient god? No, I have to tell Darius this right away."

"Explain more clearly, what monsters or ancient gods?"

"A gigantic Bearman, bigger than this town. If I hadn't heard him speak, I would have thought it was a mountain."

Is your information reliable?

"This isn't news, I saw it with my own eyes! Run for your lives! If I heard correctly, it's coming this way!"

"Wait, you just said you were going to tell Darius? When did you start hooking up with him?"

"If there's money to be made, what difference does it make who I hook up with?"

When Twisted Fate first mentioned monsters, my heart skipped a beat, thinking he'd seen Void Creatures. But it turned out to be Bearman. What kind of Bearman could be so big?

Gragas put down his luggage and went out to tell the people the news, but no one believed him. Finally, he got angry, gulped down several mouthfuls of wine, and forcibly drove the people away.

Twisted Fate, unable to teleport due to excessive use of magic, hitched a ride with us when he learned we were going to find Darius.

"Actually, I was lying to him; the Bearman didn't come to town."

"Your joke went too far; people were forced to leave."

"If I don't say it like that, he'll hold me accountable for the drinks, haha."

Twisted Fate was very funny. After calming down, he talked to us a lot, but most of it was about his hobby—gambling.