Back to the North

Chains of lightning reappeared on Volibear's body, his aura even more ferocious, his menacing face sending chills down one's spine. ♞👣 Claw ♔🐺

Lili was unfazed by his strong reaction. "Oh, how boring. I also have two sisters, but the world only knows my two older sisters. I'm not jealous of them at all; on the contrary, I'm very proud."

"I cannot bear the pain of being forgotten. Once, the name of the Thunder God resounded Freljord, but now they have forgotten, indulging only in the joy of a bountiful harvest and the comfort of the furnace."

"War only brings suffering. If you were a god of wealth instead of a war god, people would surely commemorate you."

"Hmph, when people lose their will to fight, they are unable to cope with disaster, just like the abyssal monsters you mentioned."

"You're too prejudiced. Gods seem to be all like that, becoming arrogant because of their great power. Just watch and see how the weak defeat powerful monsters!"

"Aren't you the same? You arrogantly believe in humanity, just like your mother."

"Do you know where my mother is? And your brother Ornn?"

"I have no idea where they are. If they haven't perished, they must be in the far north."

Are there only three of you as gods in Freljord? What about elsewhere?

"There are only the three of us here, at least the three of us before I was sealed. As for other places... I only know that there are many gods on Mount Targon, but I've never been there. You know, conflicts between gods aren't something that can be easily resolved."

"Others aren't as belligerent as you!"

"Annoying brat, get to the point, I'm disappearing."

"I've been listening to you ramble on about the past all day, but at the end you finally revealed some useful information, thank you."

Volibear lay prone on the ground, his figure slowly fading. As he disappeared, he uttered a final sentence. "If the abyssal monsters truly intend to devour this land, then release me with your blood, and I will tear them apart!"

"Must!"

Lili turned and left, a slight smile on her lips. Although she didn't want to use such power, it was still a kind of insurance.

Winter's Claw can set aside their hatred and unite with the Noxus in front of Volibear can also set aside his hatred in front of the Void Creatures.

From this perspective, humans and gods share a similar aspect!

Lili doesn't plan to go to the Noxus military camp with me. She was almost leaving Freljord, but was drawn back by the aura of Volibear. Now that she knows there are many gods on Mount Targon, she's going there to take a look.

"Oh no, I forgot to ask him how to get to Mount Targon!" Lili was about to leave when she suddenly realized she didn't know the way, and her adorable blank expression was quite funny.

I recalled the game's lore and remembered this mysterious place, "I've heard of it; it's on the westernmost edge of the Shurima Continent. You'll have to find out the exact location yourself."

"Not bad, quite knowledgeable. Alright, I'm off."

"But I should warn you, Shurima is very hot."

"Oh, that's terrible. I hope the scorching sun there doesn't melt me."

I could tell Lili was joking, but just to be on the safe side, I still gave her the Ice Dragon's Tooth, just in case. "It's not a treasure, but keep it; it might come in handy."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. I've been using too much power lately, and my body is a bit weak. Dragon Tooth will come in handy."

Lili was injured before she met us, and later she used up a lot of pure Frost Essence in the Storm Ruins. Although she never complained, I have always been grateful to her. It's good that I can help her now!

After Lili left, Riven and I returned to the camp. Darius and the others were discussing the attack on Avarosa. Ashe's forces were much stronger than Sejuani, so we needed to be cautious.

In addition to the three legions, Swain also sent his elite mages to provide support. They were known as the "Black Ravens" and were Noxus's strongest mage force.

In addition, Darius sent envoys to Demacia to request their assistance in sending troops. After this period of rest and recuperation, they should be able to send out a sizable army.

It's fair to say that Ashe is facing an unprecedentedly dire situation!

Originally, I didn't want to get involved in this war, but something has been weighing on my mind: the danger Riven and I encountered in the far north. So I've decided to go back and hear Uncle Wolf's explanation.

We didn't travel with the military, which made things easier for the two of us and also helped avoid misunderstandings.

Heading north again, the atmosphere in the villages along the way was noticeably different from before. Last time, when we traveled through western Freljord, the people were very welcoming, but this time they were quite wary.

Many tribes from the east continue to flock here, and the effects of the war on them persist.

However, as Darius said, the people who have united do not want to fight. The Freljord have not had such a peaceful and prosperous life for long, and they do not want to be displaced again. Riven also noticed this.

"It seems that Noxus's conquest of the western regions isn't as difficult as imagined; the people here don't want to fight."

"They only allied with Ashe because they didn't want to fight; they can't be considered true Avarosa. This war can only be won by conquering the Avarosa tribes and the barbarians."

"I think we can convince Ashe; she also hates war."

"She's just a little girl. I think Uncle Wolf is the one who holds the real power behind the scenes."

"When I suspected Uncle Wolf before, you didn't care, but now you're wary of him at every turn."

"I came back this time because of him, so we have to be careful, haha."

We traveled almost without stopping, and in just three days we arrived near the Avarosa tribe.

Instead of going in from the south, we took a detour to the north, pretending to have just returned from the far north.

The Avarosa tribe's security was much tighter than before, but the guards here were no strangers to us, after all, we were personally seen off by "big shots" like Uncle Wolf, Ashe, and Tryndamere when we left.

Upon hearing the news of our return, Ashe and her husband, along with their men, came out to greet us. Although the ceremony was simple, it was the most solemn welcome ceremony in Freljord.

I felt very uncomfortable with their enthusiasm. If they were just an ordinary couple, having a simple banquet at home, it would have been much more pleasant to eat there.

The people at the banquet all looked familiar, but Bernie wasn't there. It seemed that Uncle Wolf had indeed kept his promise and locked him up after the incident.

Next to Ashe is a big guy with very bad skin, who is none other than Kled, known as the first warrior of Avarosa. After being rescued by Lili and restored to his original appearance last time, his skin has not fully recovered, but he seems to be in good spirits.

"Did you two gain anything from your trip to the North?" Tryndamere asked us with a smile.

"We've gained a lot, but it would take too long to explain in detail. Let's look at the map."