Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Instead, love.

"Anivia."

Ahri came out of Anivia's stomach, "You...you can go back to Avarosa with me."

Ahri knew that Anivia was afraid of being alone.

After being accompanied by a lover, it must be more difficult to adapt to a person's life.Leaving her alone would have been painful for Anivia, even if she was a powerful demigod.

"Don't worry about me, we will meet again. When humans need me, or..."

Anivia's voice faded, "I...I need your...shi...hou..."

Chapter 519 The Defeated Winter's Claw

[Hint: The special task has been completed! 】

[Please choose a summoner skill as a permanent summoner skill! 】

Anivia fluttered away, the system prompt sounded in Ahri's mind, and various summoner skills appeared on the system panel.

[Choice: Send! 】

Ahri chose to teleport without hesitation.

The practicability of teleportation is relatively strong, and Runeterra is too vast, relying on the legs, every trek is extremely difficult.

Ari and many wives are also separated by two places.

Stay alone every night.

With teleportation, it will be much more convenient in the future.

[Hint: Obtain Summoner Skill Teleportation—Permanent! 】

[Hint: The hidden mission has been completed! 】

[Reward: 5000 essence! 】

The mission of conquering Runeterra was completed, which also meant that Anivia had established a bond with herself.

The love between the two has also been established.

Ari looked up at the night sky, Anivia had long gone, the moonlight was like water, the stars were dotted, a little deserted.

Ahri teleports back to Rakstark.

Lilia was sleeping soundly, Ari hugged Lilia gently, wrapped her in nine tails, and fell asleep together.

……

half a month later.

A migrating tribe came to Rakstark.

They brought news of the Winter's Claw, which traveled to Demacia months ago.

War broke out on the border of the two countries.

It is said that a huge stone statue that fell from the sky blocked the invasion of Winter's Claw.

Sejuani was defeated.

Ahri knew that the colossus must be the Colossus of Justice—Galio!It absorbs all magic.

From the beginning of creation, Galio was used for war.

"Ali..."

Ashe glanced at Ahri. Before spring came, Ahri had said that he would lead Avarosa to Demacia.In that fertile land, seek long-term peace for the people of the Northland.

Ashe thought so too.

Sejuani's defeat made Ashe think a little more.Whether Demacia can really break through.

This is about Avarosa's fate.

"War mother!"

The leader of the Iceland tribe stepped out, "We should take this opportunity to occupy the pasture of Winter's Claw. As long as we take down the Ornkar Rock, we can annex all the land of Winter's Claw."

The strong leader knelt on one knee, with messy long hair and beard mixed together, like a lion.

His eyes sparkled with fire, "Warmother, you are wise, you will not miss this opportunity. Sejuani is ambitious, Winter's Claw and Avarosa will have a battle, this time we just need to win Their land. Build a high wall in the Orncar Rock, and wait for work. The winter's claws who have traveled thousands of miles are not to be feared at all. We don't even need to fight them. As long as we guard against them, we can trap them to death. In the tundra. Hunger and cold are far more dangerous than axes and swords!"

The ground leader carried a broadsword on his back, and the trembling of his body made the broadsword buzz excitedly in its sheath.

The soldiers in the hall gradually fidgeted, and the excitement passed in their hearts.The Winter's Claw, which once made the whole Northland fearful, seems to have turned into a wounded tiger, which can be killed as long as the opportunity is seized.

Ashe sat on the throne, her eyes swept over the warriors in the hall.Time passed by every minute and every second.

Ash watched them silently.

Not a word.

In the territory of Shandor, the tavern owner leaned on a wooden pillar, with a delicate waist, like a willow supporting the wind.

She glanced at Ashe, and said, "Winter's Claw is cruel and ferocious, and every revenge will be avenged. Sejuani is even more ferocious and invincible. If there is a battle, there will be no way out. This matter needs to be considered carefully. "

"Everyone in Avarosa is a warrior, so why be afraid?"

Another land leader stood up.

Others also stood up one after another. No one in the Northland is greedy for life and afraid of death, facing such a situation.

It's hard for them not to choose to fight.

outside the hall.

On the white snow, the stove households walked through the market, each of them was bent over by the weight of heavy clothes.

In a difficult environment, all they want is to survive.

That's it.

Ashe looked back, her expression was still calm, like stagnant water in a pool of abyss.

Faintly gloomy.

Ashe rarely gets angry, and rarely confides her displeasure to others.She has always given faith and hope to her people.

She knew the Northlanders needed hope.

Rather than complaining.

But Ai Xi is also a person, even just a girl who has not yet reached the age of eighteen, and at certain times, she has never had some dissatisfaction.Her tribe perished, her mother died in battle, and she was separated from her sisters.

Who does not yearn for happiness.

This land has been fighting endlessly, almost no one can have a stable home, and nearly half of the children will not survive their name day.Except for the war mother, almost all women, except for the occasional few times of nourishment, have to stay as widows for a lifetime.Almost all the people in the Northland could not end their lives, and all died of disease, hunger, cold, and war.

Happiness and beauty, this kind of thing, only exists in the hearts of some fantasy children and girls.

As he grew up, he was gradually swallowed by reality.

Northerners gradually forget about these

.

But Ashe never forgot, she always had hope in her heart, and that great ideal.

"Angus Treader."

Ashe's eyes fell on the leader of the Iceland tribe who was kneeling on one knee, the lion was raising its head.

He looked at Ashe excitedly

As the territory of the Iceland Tribe, he has been taking his tribe to migrate around the Freljord.

They have seen countless miserable things.

The Northlands should be unified!

"Do you remember your oath to me?"

Ashe watched him.

"remember."

"Say your oath again."

The leader of the Bingluo tribe drew out his broadsword, stuck it in front of him, knelt down on one knee, and put his right hand on his chest:

"I, Angus Treading, swear to follow Avarosa's reincarnation, the incarnation of wisdom and hope, the great war mother Ashe, I voluntarily join Avarosa, live and die together, and never give up!"

The loud and rough voice echoed in the hall.

"Do you remember how I answered you?"

"remember."

"Say."

"I will regard you as family, I will regard you as blood relatives, Angus Treading, I will protect you and your subordinates!"

"Do you still remember our ideal?"

Ashe continued to ask.

She united many tribes into Avarosa with kindness and faith, and her ideal has already become the ideal of Avarosa people.

"One tribe, one people, one Freljord!"

The man's voice was still loud.

"The people of the Freljord are all one family!" Ashe slowly walked down the steps covered with wolf fur, "Angus Treading, as you said, this is an opportunity. But, it's not about dying opportunities for people.”

Chapter 520 Unity

War Mother Hall.

Ashe walked to the territory where she knelt on one knee, her blue cloak dragging on the ground, passing him.

"Get up."

Ashe didn't reach out to help the territory, "I know that there are many people like you who are eager to use war to end the chaos in the Freljord for thousands of years. Everyone desires that this land will no longer bleed."

Ashe walked past the territory and came to the door of the Battle Mother Hall. She looked up at her people.

She is Avarosa's Warmother.

&【-!

She needs to give shelter to these people, and more importantly, she needs to lead them to the right path.She was tired of bloodshed and sacrifice.In every war, countless blood will be shed, turning the pure white snow into scarlet.

In the spectacular and miserable red snow, the dead heroes are told by people.But what is the point of these.All Ashe wants is to bring a stable life to the Northlanders.

"Look at this land. The war has lasted for thousands of years. How many great war mothers and heroic warriors have appeared? One after another, great battles have been sung among the tribes, but has this land changed? "

There was a little more pain in Ashe's eyes, "The fate of the Freljord is not as tragic as before. Maybe we can kill everyone in Winter's Claw, so that they can't take revenge."

"But is this the end?"

The cold wind blew Ashe's temples, and a few strands of silver fluttered gently, "No! The Frost Guards are always in the dark, and they will sow discord. Let the originally united tribe fall apart. Let blood and death cover us again .”

People's eyes fell on Ashe's slender back, this young war mother is respectable.

But it also hurts.

"War Mother means..." The leader of the Mountain Clan said: "The Frost Guards are our enemies? Should we form an alliance with the Winter's Claw and clean up the Frost Guards, the lingering black robes?"

Ahri knew that the Frostguard had always been an important reason for the Freljord's restlessness.It is not easy for Ashe to see through this point.However, it seems impossible to clear the Frostguard.

This tribe is so powerful that no one can pry into its secrets.

for thousands of years.

Frostguard has always been a mystery.

"Do not."

Ashe stood at the door, "I just want to say that the people of the Freljord are one family. We should unite instead of fighting each other. Have you ever heard that the Freljord in ancient times was once a The most powerful empire on this planet. We should seek development outward."