Two Cities, I build mecha in Picheng

Chapter 509 Wild and extremely cold land

Planck's execution took place as scheduled, and there were no twists and turns like in the original world line.

With the hatred of her parents being killed, Sarah pulled the trigger with her own hands, using the pistols they had built for Planck, but he intended to snatch them, and finally broke down in anger, knowing the life of her enemy with her own hands.

Ten years later, the big revenge was avenged, but Sarah only felt endless emptiness and restlessness, and she couldn't even enjoy the fun of holding a banquet and carnival.

The whole night, she sat by the window sill of her room, holding a glass of wine in her hand, staring at the crescent moon in the sky in a daze, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

Li Lin did not attend the banquet that Sarah wanted to keep him, and returned to Piltover.

On the next day, he rushed to the Freljord without stopping, the last destination of the trip.

There was only one week left before the League of Legends conference held at the War College, and he couldn't wait to stop.

If it weren't for the fact that ordinary people had to rest, he would have gone to the northern border overnight.

The location that Li Lin sent was the icy lake in the central part of the Freljord—the Raxstark area, and it was also the new capital where the Avarosa tribe lived all the year round.

Here is the center of the harsh northern region, the largest freshwater ice lake in the entire Freljord.

However, compared to the former gathering place in the north of Avarosa, the Ornkar Rock, the climate of Rakstark is much more normal.

Many herders graze on the pastures of the ice field south of the glacier lake, and many others abandon the tradition of plundering and start farming and planting crops that are strong enough to survive the severe cold.

Under the leadership of Warmother Ashe, the Avarosa tribe united many tribes in the southern valley, upholding the concept of peace, which just happened to conflict with the concept of Warmother Sejuani of Winter's Claw, another large tribe.

Although the two were good sisters who talked about everything when they were young, but now they are enemies who must earn a "life and death".

At least for Sejuani.

It's November, and the weather in the Freljord has already begun to be harsh.

The annual harvest season has passed, and the fertile fields have been covered with ice and snow.

The docile Ernuk cattle and curly-haired greathorn goats that the Freljordians favored are long gone.

They have long been moved back to the tribe and kept in fences.

If there is no attack from the Winter's Claw or other tribal bandits, Avarosa and the local sheltered people will easily spend the winter again.

Li Lin stood on the top of the mountain on the west side, looking at the towns and settlements that were as small as black spots in the distance. The only thing visible was a huge statue of Avarosa with its back against the iceberg and holding up the shining ice.

The Avarosa used ice and stone to cast a city wall several meters high in Lakstark, which was taller than any other tribe, mainly to prevent the attack of the Winter's Claw from the south.

The anti-gravity device lifted Li Lin and the battle armor, and then the pulse thruster sprayed flames, allowing him to reach outside the walls of Lak Stark in a short time.

"stop!"

A warrior on the city wall noticed the stranger suddenly appearing below, and immediately tightened his bowstring.

But before Li Lin could introduce himself, another older and stronger man next to him quickly stopped him.

"Stop, this is not an enemy." Then, his eyes turned to Li Lin, "Are you the guest Li Lin that the war mother said?"

"It's real." Li Lin responded in the Freljord language.

This wild land respects strength. In order not to be hostile by some people in the tribe, he deliberately changed into a suit of animal skin, revealing his strong arms and chest.

The two people on the city wall were stunned, completely unaware of what happened.

"You, you are not afraid of the cold... Are you a shaman or an Iceborn?" The man who had drawn his bow just now asked in amazement.

"It's Mrs. Piltover!"

The other strong man was obviously more educated than the stunned young man next to him, and he had even heard of Piltover's name.

"Hurry up and report to Warmother that Li Lin is here!"

After dismissing the young people around him, the strong man on the city wall apologized, "Sorry, I don't have the authority to open the city gate for you."

Li Lin gave him a kind smile, "This is your duty to protect the tribe, I can understand."

The strong man was obviously relieved, and began to chat with Li Lin casually, but mainly asked about things other than the ice field.

Li Lin could tell that he seemed to be longing for the outside world.

More than ten minutes later, with the muffled sound of horns in the city, the heavy city gates were slowly pushed open.

A group of Avarosans in different clothes poured out from the city gate. Most of them wrapped themselves tightly in leather armor made of animal skins, except for a few scantily clad men and women.

They are Iceborn, not afraid of the severe cold, they are the blood of magic inherited from ancient times, and they have been connected with the magic of this wild land since their birth.

Some of them are even more gifted, capable of mastering the magic ice created by the demigod Anivia, which is fatal enough for normal people to come into contact with.

But Li Lin knew very well that these iceborn were all the result of the void touching this world.

Lissandra the Frost Witch made a deal with the Watchers of the Void, trading Runeterra for great power, and this is how the Frostblood came about.

Li Lin quickly withdrew his gaze and focused on the leading man and woman.

The woman with fluttering white hair was wearing a dark blue hooded dress with gold stitching and a white cloth belt around her waist. Almost half of her skin was exposed to the ice and snow.

Especially the Zhenbing longbow behind her, made entirely of Zhenbing and exuding azure blue light, is even more eye-catching.

She is the war mother of the Avarosa tribe——Ashe.

Standing next to her, wearing a pointed helmet, gray hair hanging down casually behind her, bare upper body, only half of the shoulder armor on the left arm, and the man wearing the silver-gray armguard on the left arm is her only blood ally, Teda of the Mountain Clan Mill.

"Welcome, Li Lin of Piltover!" Ashe smiled.

Ashe still welcomes a foreigner who promises to give them supplies and provides free crop seeds that can withstand the severe cold.

And the price to pay is to join his so-called "League of Legends".

Tryndamere was silent.

Although he is the only blood alliance of the war mother, that is, a married couple, he has the power to govern the tribe.

But the Freljord is a matriarchal society, and men are inferior to fertile women.

When the war mother is in the tribe, she still has full authority to handle all matters.

"May the three ice sisters protect you, Warmother Ashe."

Li Lin didn't bow to salute. The Freljord didn't know such etiquette, and doing so would only embarrass both parties.

"You too."

As soon as Ashe turned her head, the people from various tribes behind her gave way tacitly to a path.

Since following the Avarosa war mother to the southern valley a few years ago, basically everyone has been able to fill their stomachs in the severe winter, proving that their original choice was not wrong.

Now Ashe enjoys a high reputation throughout the Freljord, and it can be said that there is a lot of response, and many desperate tribes will choose to join her.

"Please come in, let's go to the hall to talk in detail."

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