Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"Similar?"

"I think it should be the Freljords and the Ixtars who both want to understand the world, but they just recorded it in different forms." Lao Sa said, "The Axiom of the Yuan Dynasty brought me here, as long as I have mastered the rules, and if I push back, I should be able to return to the chaotic world at the beginning."

"You are quite knowledgeable."

"Hey, my master taught me." Lao Sa said proudly, "My master is amazing, he knows almost all the knowledge in this world, he also taught me how to use elements, I learned from him How should I draw runes for a long time?"

"Runes..." Zyra knew what the master of Lu Sa looked like. The man was covered with runes even on his body, and he was obviously a master among masters.

"Well, my master said that runes are the most direct way to explain the rules of this world, even more direct than Freljord's totems and Ixtar's axioms at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty." Lu Sa said, "I plan to use the master's Teach my knowledge to deduce the axioms of the early Yuan Dynasty and see if I can succeed."

"How long will that take?"

"I don't know, but we have to try, and...we have time."

"As long as you don't scare me by taking a bath in the magma, I have no problem."

Lisa is still lying in Annie's arms, although the small pink **** on top of the huge meat **** are so close that he can stick out his tongue, like a tender little grape, but he doesn't. What to do with Annie.

Lao Sa was taught from a young age that she should not be forced to go on when the girl did not agree. In the Freljord, the status of women is very high, and women are the guarantee of the continuation of the bloodline, and are respected and protected by men, even if It's a female Ernook, and it's also being milked as little as possible.

In addition, Annie is Lao Sa's friend, even now Annie is a very **** and beautiful big sister, Lao Sa will not do anything.

Just staring at Annie's **** with a perfectly rounded curve, Lu Sa couldn't help but have some associations.

"Round...round..." Lao Sa stared blankly at Annie's breast ball, gradually becoming fascinated. "What? Don't you want to think about how to calculate the laws of the world? Why did you start staring at your chest in a daze?" Zyra asked, "Are you in heat? Do you want me to use aphrodisiac pollen to make Annie go into heat?"

"No, no." Lao Sa quickly clarified, "I didn't mean that."

"You like **** so much, why don't you be tempted?" Zyra laughed, "If I tell you that you and Annie can mate directly, if you are worried about your body, I may try to use the kind you said. The magic that makes your body grow faster, so the problem is solved?"

"Let Annie and I love to love and can't save her, forget it." Lao Sa said, "I just thought about the circular ring blade in Sister Qiyana's hand."

"Ah, is that thing called Aletar? It's like a treasure."

Lao Sa looked at Annie's round **** and continued: "In the axioms of the early Yuan Dynasty, a circle should be regarded as a shape that can encompass and contain everything, so Sister Qiyana's Oretal can absorb all elements as Used by Sister Qiyana."

"You mean..." Zyra probably guessed what Roza wanted to do.

"That's right." Roza said, "I also want to make a ring similar to that one, so that after I return to the Chaos World, even if I don't have element arrows, I can absorb other elements, and then come back here to carry out Creation."

"This creation is really troublesome, how come there are more and more steps." Zyra complained, "Then what are you going to do?

Make that round thing? The ring in Qiyana's little girl's hand seems to be one for the entire Ixtar, right? "

"You can only make one yourself."

"Make it yourself? How to make it?"

"Sister Zyra, have you forgotten?" Roza raised his head, his eyes crossed the grandeur of Annie's chest, and looked at the even taller volcano, "My brother Aoun can't help but be the **** of volcanoes and the **** of casting. His younger brother, it should not be difficult to create an artifact."

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Aoun's old mountain.

The largest volcano in the Freljord, the holy mountain of Ornn.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a human tribe that lives here all the year round, the Horn of Ashes.

This tribe lives under an active volcano that could erupt at any time, not because they are crazy, but because they worship Ornn the ram.

So they lived here closest to Ornn, and although the ash made them never clean and could burn them, they saw it as a gift from Ornn the Ram, and embraced it wholeheartedly.

Today, the Ash Horn Tribe welcomed a guest from afar.

The chief of the tribe, Olgavana, a strong bald woman with multiple burns on her body, was looking at the man beside her with respect and curiosity.

He's human, that's absolutely true, but his skin is an eerie blue color, and he's got a lot of runes on it with paint.

He was shirtless and defenseless, save for a pair of tattered trousers and a scroll of unknown origin on his back.

Olgavana had never seen him, but his name had been heard long ago.

The Freljord has always had a legend of a wandering mage.

According to legend, his magic is powerful enough to rival the gods.

"Do you really want me to take you up the mountain to meet Ornn the Great Ram?" Olgavana asked cautiously, "Mage Ryze."

The mage named Ryze was exhausted, as if he had been weathered and would fall down at any time, but his hoarse and low voice was firm like a warrior: "Yes."

"For what?" Olgavana was a little worried, she guessed that the mage would not be here to challenge Ornn.

"For my apprentice." A smile appeared on Ryze's tired face, "My apprentice who is not at all worry-free."

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He is a mage that Qian Jue cannot take away.

He is a human being that the gods will look at.

He is a wanderer with no purpose or whereabouts.

He is Ryze.

- Freljord Ballad "Why He Walks"

Chapter nine hundred and ninety fourth artifact casting

Olgavana took Ryze up the volcano and stopped just before the summit.

"Master Ryze, I can only send you here." Olgavana said, "The great ram will not let us disturb him, and if we get closer, the ram will be displeased."

"It doesn't matter, that's enough." Ryze raised his head, facing the cold wind and snow of the mountains, and the fiery smoke and dust of the volcano, he resisted with the body of a mortal, but nothing happened, the snowflakes and volcanic ash stuck to his whiskers , added a touch of desolation to his tired look.

"Are you sure you're all right?" Olgavana asked worriedly, "You look... tired."

"Tired..." Ryze's mouth twitched, "I'm used to..."

After finishing speaking, Ryze walked to the top of the mountain under Olgavana's gaze.

"A wizard comparable to the gods...going to see the gods?" Olgavana prayed in her heart, "Great ram, please calm your anger."

Ryze climbed to the top of the mountain with difficulty. The top of the volcano was unexpectedly a large flat land. The crater was in the center of the flat land. The strange thing was that on the volcano, there were many strangely shaped carved stones. It was hard to tell. What are the shapes they are carved out of? They are very abstract, like fantasy works made by children.

Ryze looked at the statues made of volcanic rock, then walked to the crater.

In the lava lake, a huge, hill-like existence was beating something.

He is so huge that even in Ryze's experience, he has never seen a few beings bigger than him.

"The native **** of the Freljord." Ryze thought to himself, "Only this wild land can breed such an ancient, rough, and powerful god."

"You seem to be thinking of something rude, human." The mountain-like giant turned around, his eyes were as bright as a furnace, and on his head there were curved horns that were thicker than a tree, and his muscles were not so much Flesh, it is more like a dark red rock, and every time he breathes out a fiery flame.

At this moment, he was banging on a piece of iron that was burnt like the noon sun, and it was difficult to see directly.

"Can you read what's on my mind? Ornn the Ram," Ryze asked.

"I don't need to read it," Aoun replied, his voice thick and dull, more like muttering in dissatisfaction, "Most of the things you humans think are pretty much the same."

"Haha..." Ryze laughed dryly, "Then can you guess what I'm looking for you for?"

Ornn spit out a mouthful of flames in disdain. "Let me make something for you, right?"

"You guessed it right..." Ryze said.

Aoun turned around directly, no longer looking at Ryze, and continued to pick up his huge hammer and beat the iron block: "Aoun can build things, go to Aoun... Everyone said that, I can Not your blacksmith, I won't make anything for you."

"You misunderstood." Ryze continued, "I don't want you to make things with me, but for another person."

Ornn's gaze returned to Ryze a little.

He couldn't see the depth of this man.

To be able to climb up this old mountain should be considered a strong man among human beings, but Aoun could not feel the slightest breath of magic in the man-he was obviously dressed like a mage.

But somehow, Aoun always felt that this unremarkable man was very strong.

It's been a long, long time since Ornn felt "strong" against a human being.

"Who do you want me to make things for?" In the past, Aoun had long ignored him, but the strange feeling this man gave him still piqued his curiosity.

"A man you know," Ryze said, "your little brother."

Aoun's eyes narrowed: "Little wolf?"

Ryze nodded.

"Who are you?" Ornn asked.

"It's... his master, he just taught him something." Ryze sat down on the spot, he seemed really tired, and sighed weakly as soon as his **** hit the ground, "But I'm not qualified to teach one. God is what it is, after all, I am weak, and I have no power."

Aoun was noncommittal. He did feel that there was no power in this man, but he didn't feel that he was as weak as he said.

Aoun strikes iron again: "Even if it is a real brother, I will not make it."

"why?"

"I have too many younger brothers and sisters, with very different personalities. Some of them don't care about anything, and some... but they are difficult to get along with." Aoun picked up the red-hot iron block with his bare hands and spit on it, "I try my best to Stay away from them, and don't favor any one, if I hit the little wolf with something, then which of my brothers and sisters

A difficult person will also come over and ask me to build something for them. I don't want to do this because it's very troublesome, understand? "

Ryze understood.

If Ornn really didn't want to build something for the little wolf, he could just say no.

But he said so much at length, it shows that he is not unwilling to build something for the little wolf, but there must be a suitable reason.

A reason to keep his other siblings from coming to him.

"I remember, you used to build a set of arrows for the little wolf that could sense and absorb elements, right?"

Ryze asked.

"That's different," Aoun said. "The set of arrows is something I owe the little wolf's father. Later, he didn't want it, so I gave it to the little wolf. The set of arrows I made for him has already attracted my brother. My sister has a lot of jealousy and hatred, if I make things with the little wolf for free, then I will be waiting for their endless harassment, and I don't like to be disturbed."

"That's it." Ryze said.

He laughed suddenly.

Ornn looked at Ryze strangely: "What are you laughing at?"

"You seem to like the little wolf very much." Ryze said.

"Humph!" Aoun snorted. "Who likes that little **** who only makes trouble! Look what he's done to my place!"

Ryze knew that those strange and imaginative rock sculptures were the masterpieces of Little Wolf.

"But Little Wolf told me that only people who are very close to him will call him Little Wolf." Ryze said with a smile.

Aoun's huge body shuddered, and he didn't answer, just continued to strike.

"That's it." Ryze stopped teasing the **** in front of him, but said, "What do you want me to do to make something for the little wolf?"

Aoun muttered: "What I want you to do is very difficult. It is difficult for my brothers and sisters to do it. Are you sure you want to do it?"

"Let's talk about it first." Ryze said without changing his face.

Aoun stated his terms.

Ryze frowned, and then sighed: "As expected of the conditions stated by the gods, it is really difficult enough."

"You don't have to force it if you can't do it," Aoun said.

"It's okay, I'll find a way to do it." Ryze stood up on his knees, "Can I leave a coordinate on your mountain?"

"Whatever, just don't cause me trouble." Aoun said.

"That's good." Ryze said, and his hands began to move.

Around him, there are many esoteric runes.

Aoun's eyes showed surprise for the first time.

This man can actually use runes.

Ornn thought it was something only their gods could understand.

Even if a few humans occasionally can penetrate one or two runes, it is only a few, but the blue-skinned man in front of him is using hundreds of runes, many of which even Ornn does not know.

Aoun now understands why he has no magic power in his body.

Because he doesn't need to store magic power in his body at all.