LOL: The days of cultivating immortals in Rune Continent

Chapter 233: The Selection, the Future of the Freljord
"Don't waste your time on him! He's just a Darkin!"

Atreus' spear pierced Talya's chest and lifted her up, and Leona was about to take advantage of the situation to cut off the blood corpse's head.

Rowan said he wanted to capture them alive, and Leona and Atreus also supported that.

Because before they met Kayn, they didn't believe that any human could control the weapons of the Darkin, but Kayn slapped them in the face. Rhaast, the best among the Darkin, really turned into a sickle in his hands, a sickle that could curse and clamor, but could not resist Kayn's sickle.

Rhaast's agility had long been integrated with Kayn's. Now, he was like a part of Kayn's body. Of course, he had a way to cut off the connection at the beginning, but right now, Rhaast couldn't do it. After the souls were completely integrated, his unilateral severance of the connection would only damage himself, and he would go from a top-level Darkin weapon to a weaker Darkin weapon.

The arrogant Rhaast would certainly not accept that kind of result, and he really needed Kayn, because if he could win and control Kayn's body, then he would really become the most powerful Darkin, and at that time he would not be weaker than Yatrox!

Therefore, Leona and Atreus agreed to Rowan's request to capture a living, conscious Darkin weapon and bring it back.

Cutting off the blood corpse's head will not cause much damage to the body of the Darkin weapon. As long as the weapon itself is not shattered, the Darkin will exist forever.

"What a beautiful thought!"

Talya opened his mouth and spewed out thick blood. Two blood arrows pierced Leona's face. At the same time, he waved the dark red fork and stabbed Pantheon's arm.

Leona reacted quickly, her boots stepping on the sand. Under the splashing sand, Leona jumped back lightly, her armor skirt fluttering, her plump and powerful white thighs exerting force, and her body pressed downward. The Fiery Sun Shield was placed in front of her, blocking Talya's achievement.

"Puff--" The fork pierced Atreus' arm, but Atreus didn't care at all. He picked up Talya with the Star Spear, and the shield in his other hand smashed up hard, directly hitting Talya's head.

"Swish--" With a sudden shake of her neck and a flash of her head, Talya avoided Atreus' shield, but her shoulder was hit hard and was dented.

His combat experience far exceeds that of Leona and Atreus. After all, although Atreus and Leona grew up in the Solari and fought countless battles, they have never experienced real fighting. Talya is different. As a former Ascendant and a modern Darkin, Talya has been fighting for survival all his life, and the opponents he faces are also extremely powerful.

He had already mastered the fighting skills.

If his strength had not weakened, and if the blood energy of this blood corpse was not enough to support him to perform complex movements, then Talya would have been confident that he could escape.

beat?
There is no way they can be defeated in a fight. If these two Protoss fight hard, then even Talya in his Ascended stage will not be able to defeat them. But it is not difficult to run away!
At the same level, is it possible to be stopped from escaping? !

Therefore, Talya felt angry, this anger was directed at the Twilight Protoss and also at Rhaast.

Kayn noticed Talya's look, a smile appeared on his lips, he looked at Laast with contempt, and said, "Is this what you call a compatriot? Do you think you can abandon your compatriots at any time? Or are you doing this because of the emperor's order? Why don't you tell him the situation directly? Maybe he is as spineless as you? You betrayed the people you are loyal to but dare not betray them to the end, Laast, in my opinion, you are a coward."

“Hehe, it’s not my turn to be lectured by a child abandoned by his own country.” Rhaast hit back at Kayn. His soul was merged with Kayn’s, so of course he knew Kayn’s past.

It's tragic and desolate, but so what?

Isn't my life miserable and desolate?
This kid always thinks that everyone in the world is an idiot, including his master who taught him everything. He also has the idea of ​​returning to the Shadow Sect and inheriting the sect after getting the Ancient Scythe (Rhaast).

But in fact, in Rhaast's view, Kayn thinks he is a lone wolf and a beast, but in fact he is just a poor guy who has lost everything.

"What did you say?" Kayn narrowed his eyes and looked at Laast fiercely: "I told you not to probe my past, but you ignored me, didn't you?"

"Shut up, Kayn, you haven't won yet. It's not certain whether I will devour you in the future, or you will control me!"

"Heh, Rhaast, I will tell you who is the chosen one and who is the only one!"

Kayn said coldly.

In the front, although Talya is not weak and his strength is at the demigod level, he is really no match for two demigods, the Goddess of Dawn and the Star Spirit of War.

If Rowan hadn't said he wanted to live, Leona would have already shattered Talya, who had turned into a fork, with one sword.

"It looks like it won't take long." Laast said calmly as he watched the scene.

At the War College, Luo Wen was organizing documents as usual.

The academy has been in operation for several years and has produced its first batch of graduates, namely the group of students led by Orianna and Zeli. This group of students is called the first batch of students of the War College.

Now he is working in various fields around the world.

Zelie and Orianna returned to the Twin Cities, one of them applied for a combat job in Zaun, while Orianna received funding from the councilors and continued to study her own puppet science, conducting experiments continuously.

Some of the first-term students of the Knight Academy returned to Demacia and became real knights, while others joined merchant groups and became bodyguards.

Finance, magic... Anyway, there are students of all kinds. The War College has truly provided a large number of talents to the world.

And the person Rowan was looking at right now was the person he estimated to be a possible candidate to become the owner of the Darkin weapon.

Darkin weapons can be controlled, but they are definitely not something that ordinary people can control. Throughout the ages, only Kayn has truly controlled the Darkin weapons, and the other half is Varus.

But Varus's situation is different. Varus is a trinity, the souls of two men linked together with the Darkin weapon. They jointly dissolved the Darkin weapon and became the arrow of punishment.

But that situation is an exception. After all, the relationship between the two men is very different. Anyway, it cannot be used as a reference if we let Luo Wen say it.

Therefore, when it comes to finding a master for a Darkin weapon, one really needs to be well prepared.

You know, even a powerful person like Master Yi, his chief disciple was also controlled by the Darkin weapon. I remember that Lao Xu once guessed that Zolani would set off a main line and lead to a new story. Unexpectedly, Lao Xu's guess turned out to be correct.

Zolani devoured Master Yi's disciples and massacred the Wuji Sect.

Poor Master Yi. He finally survived the first collapse of his sect, but was immediately faced with the second collapse. Should we say that Master Yi was an unlucky guy?

Luo Wen reached out and touched his chin, feeling speechless about what had happened to Master Yi.

Yi is really miserable. When Luo Wen traveled through time, he didn't know how Yi would deal with the Wuji Sect's affairs later, but would he become evil? !

You have to know that the first time Wuji was destroyed, if it weren’t for Wukong’s guidance, Yi would have really collapsed. And the second time, damn.

Then, Rowan shook his head and smiled. This time, Master Yi's Wuji Sect would certainly not be destroyed, because just yesterday, Rowan had asked Li Qing and Karma to subdue Zolani.

Li Qing has the Dragon Realm behind him and is protected by the spirit of the dragon, while Karma is the Revelator, the modern incarnation of the Ionian spirit. Even if they touch the Bonesaw directly, it is unlikely that they will be affected by the Darkin.

The Darkin's corruption and the Void's corruption are not on the same level. The latter can even corrupt Ascendants, while the Darkin's corruption, after all, is actually about forcibly occupying the body and destroying the opponent's will and existence. It is simply incomparable to the Void's spiritual, san-value attack method.

And now, Karma and Li Qing have also set off to help Rowan go to the Wuji Sect to get the bone saw.

Luo Wen thought about it again, looking at the several names on the paper, he began to think carefully.

If you want to become a darkin master, a strong physique, a strong will, and an immeasurable future are essential.

These three points are all necessary, and Kayn is a good example of this. Although he was born in Noxus, he was hungry since childhood and was sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder when he was a child, but he was lucky enough to meet Zed, who took him back to the Shadow Sect for training. Zed also raised Kayn very well, and therefore, Kayn has a very strong physique, and his experiences since childhood also gave Kayn a strong heart.

As for the future upper limit, Rowan said that Kayn's upper limit is really immeasurable. If you refer to the skin universe, Kayn in Odyssey is the supreme existence, the king of kings, Emperor Kayn.

"So. Can I have a skin background for reference?"

Luo Wen narrowed his eyes and made a bold guess.

The only one related to the skin world that I have encountered so far is Dragon Realm, but the situation in Dragon Realm is obviously not the multiverse in Riot's official setting. Therefore, when referring to the background, I have to choose the one with a greater possibility.

After much deliberation, Luo Wen decided on the first candidate.

He picked up a pen and circled the name - Sett.

That’s right, it’s Sett.

Sett perfectly meets the first two points. As a vastaya, his physique is simply incomparable to that of ordinary people. And as a child who lost his father at a young age and was despised and rejected by the villagers, Sett is also very tough.

As for the future
You know, Sett has Soul Blossom as his background story!

You know, Spirit Blossom has been released in many series. At the beginning, everyone thought that Ahri was the protagonist of Spirit Blossom, or Yasuo was, but later, everyone found out that Sett was it!
That's right, in the Soul Blossom series, Sett's storyline is particularly long, and it can even be said to run through the main storyline. And the spiritual plane of Runeterra does have a place for souls to rest. During his time in Ionia, the Soul Blossom Festival that Rowan witnessed was the biggest proof.

Therefore, Sett can definitely be the first choice for the Darkin weapon.

"First, choose Sett. If possible, it would be best to find a Darkin with short weapons for him to use. Fist gloves would be the best." Rowan smiled and began to write under Sett's name.

But are the boxing gloves and Darkin weapons really something like this?
It feels like it will be difficult.

Rowan then chose, and for the second person, Rowan chose Akali.

She is now the dean of the War College. Although there are only dozens of students in her college now, Akali is now the dean and a teacher at the same time, but she is very satisfied with her current life.

The reason why Rowan chose Akali is of course because of Akali's extraordinary combat power.

Without the help of external forces, relying only on her own physical fitness, Akali, this skinny-looking girl, is actually not much weaker than Sett in strength. Without weapons, Fiona and Riven were both hung up and beaten by Akali.

Should we say that Akali is worthy of being the "sword" chosen by the Order of the Balance?

Well, we have already decided on two candidates.

As for the third one, Riven and Fiona are indeed good, but the upper limit of these two is at most the rule level, and they may not even be able to break through to the rule level. Therefore, Rowan does not intend to let Fiona and Riven take risks.

Conquering the Darkin weapons requires more than courage alone.

so.
"It's just you."

Rowan wrote a name on the paper.

Tryndamere.

Freljord, because of a previous epic war, the temperature in Freljord rose sharply and has not returned to normal until now. This is a good thing for the people of Freljord.

Especially for the Avarosa tribe which has many old and weak members.

Every winter, even if Avarosa tries his best with bonfires, hot soup, and comfortable quilts, there will always be people in the tribe who cannot survive the winter and will be stuck in this season forever.

Ashe felt distressed about this, and her kindness made her feel guilty about it, but just some time ago, Ashe used the rich seafood of Freljord to exchange for Hextech from a group of merchants.

She wasn’t a rigid person, not like Sejuani—Freljordans were meant to survive the winter in body and spirit.

Sejuani said that this was the gods' training for the people of Freljord. Haha, training?

What kind of training is this?

"Tryndamere, has the heater been installed in Grandpa Fran's tent?"

The house was built with wood, huge animal bones and some rubble. This was Ashe's house. She put her coat on the stand after entering the door. Her beautiful figure was revealed. Her snow-white belly was naked. She only wore a leather coat covering her chest on her upper body, and a leather skirt on her lower body. Her snow-white and slender legs were smooth and snowy. In the dim room with only the flickering firelight, she was as white as if glowing.

And Ashe looked at the man who was sitting by the campfire to keep warm.

He had disheveled hair and messy stubble on his chin, and a pair of green pupils on his rough and wild face. These eyes neutralized Tryndamere's wildness and made him look a little softer. He sat there expressionlessly. Judging from his appearance alone, this last warrior from the Mountain Clan actually looked very good.

"It's already installed, Warmother." Tryndamere looked at Ashe, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes, and answered casually.

"I've already said it, Tryndamere, we are husband and wife, you don't have to talk to me like that." Ashe said calmly to Tryndamere.

"." And Tryndamere looked at Ashe in silence, but after looking at Ashe for a moment, he took the initiative to turn his head away and nodded to the side.

This is a sign of compromise.

How could he, a street kid, marry the most beautiful woman in Freljord, the war mother of the largest clan in Freljord?
There was a hint of bitterness in Tryndamere's mouth. Once upon a time, he was taught by the elders of the Mountain Clan to respect the three ice sisters and regard them as gods, but now he married the gods he respected.

Every Avarosan firmly believes that their war mother, Ashe, is the reincarnation of Avarosan.

And Ashe's actions also prove this fact. She is indeed as great as Avarosa in the rumors.

"We need more heaters." Ashe thought for a moment and sat down next to Tryndamere.

This action made Tryndamere's heart speed up sharply.

He held his breath, but even so, the fragrance emanating from Ashe's delicate body would flood his nose, and the snow-white grooves under Ashe's leather armor when she bent down made Tryndamere feel dry in his mouth.

Yes, how could he be worthy enough to marry a war mother like Ashe!

Moreover, he is Ashley's only husband!
Although Tryndamere knew that Ashe married him for political reasons, Ashe was indeed very good to him. Except that they had not slept in the same bed until now, Ashe had given him everything she could.

The reason why they didn't sleep in the same bed was because Tryndamere couldn't get over that hurdle, not Ashe's problem.

The situation in the Freljord cannot be treated with common sense.

"Tryndamere, we need to cooperate with the Demacians, the Twin Cities, and even Noxus. Can you accept that situation?" Ashe looked at Tryndamere, a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes.

She learned about Tryndamere's past.

The Mountain Clan is a powerful clan, and the warriors in the tribe are savage and powerful, and Tryndamere, without using magic, may be the most powerful warrior in Avarosa.

The blood of gods flows in his body.

"I know what you're worried about, but it's not Noxus that has a grudge against me." Tryndamere said, looking at the stove.

There was a flash of violence in his eyes. His green pupils turned scarlet and the whites of his eyes also began to turn red. His bare arms were bulging with iron-like muscles like small hills. His whole body seemed to be burning.

Gritting his teeth, Tryndamere said coldly: "It was the devil who made me lose my tribe, not God or man."

"Besides, Ashe, you are the War Mother, you have the final say."

"But I still want your consent." Ash said. She paused and then said softly, "We are husband and wife."

"."

Ashe's answer was Tryndamere's silence.

He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

But Ashe didn't care and said with a smile:
"Then I will contact Demacia."

"We need their help, and I will agree to the Demacia Black Lion's request."

"The Freljord has to change, and I will make the Freljord change."

Ashe's eyes were filled with determination. She clenched her fists and whispered, "One tribe, one nation, one Avarosa."

“This can’t be a dream”

Tryndamere lowered his head, pursed his lips, bit his white teeth until they bled, and clenched his fists.

I will help you,

My queen.

(End of this chapter)