Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Ari turned sideways and gently hugged Lilia.

Ahri's face was tightly pressed against Lilia's, and she rubbed gently, "Lilia, thank you."

Lilia stretched out her hand, hugged Ahri, then got into bed, and buried her head in Ahri's arms.

She knew Ahri's decision all along.

Ahri felt a scorching liquid flowing in her abdomen, and Lilia was probably crying again.

Weep for the souls that will die in the future.

Ari gently stroked Lilia's head through the quilt, his heart was full of pity.

Lilia is a kind fawn.

However, there cannot be eternal peace among living beings, and death in nature cannot disappear forever.

In a utopian world, the ultimate is collective death.

Not one left!

Outside the house, the overwhelming sound, with the wind and snow gone, spread to every corner of the Freljord.

The blood soaked into the earth continued downward.

[咚——]

[咚——]

The bedrock of the earth kept shaking, and there was a heavy sound, as if a god was hitting the crust with a giant hammer.

The people in the sacrificial field suddenly stopped.

They looked up to the sky.

Breathing stopped at this moment, and the beating sound of the giant hammer became clearer, echoing in their minds.

[Ornn...]

The priest lay on the ground in admiration.

The others still stood silently.

……

The heavy beating, the shaking of the earth, and the clanging sound seemed to come from another world.

[咚——]

[咚——]

The spirit of all things is silent.

All kinds of magic between the heaven and the earth are flowing slowly, like rivers flowing in the air.

Lilia's crying stopped unconsciously.

Her heartbeat slowly synchronized with this voice, and complicated thoughts drifted out of her soul.

She felt harmony.

……

While Ari was half asleep and half awake, she also heard this sound, and her consciousness became erratic.

It was as if the soul had merged into the land.

Ari saw a majestic mountain, the scorching flames made the mountain red, and magma was flowing in the mountain.

"The black smoke exhales and fills the air in the middle of the mountain."

"The wind blows in the deep valley."

"The sky is clear, but it is getting darker."

"You should know that Ornn is not far away.

The girl's simple singing sounded in Ahri's mind, it was a ballad she had heard before.

"The river of fire, scorching the earth, covering his kingdom of stone, and the steel sings, as the king alone, O forging hand, that is Ornn."

Sparks shot.

The heavy hammer struck the anvil, the flames dripped down the anvil like flowing water, and black smoke rose from the ground.

A huge ram demigod, devoted to forging.

Ari saw Ornn in the mountains, her body was still lying on the bed, but she saw it.

Aoun suddenly looked up and took a look.

Ari saw his eyes, like hot iron, his eyes were emitting a hot light.

Ahri felt Ornn saw him.

but.

Aoun said nothing.

He lowered his head again, took the giant hammer in his hand, and struck a thick knife, as if he didn't see anything.

Again and again, as if it could last forever.

……

the next day.

When Ari woke up, Lilia's clear eyes were looking at her, Lilia looked very gentle.

Ari thought of Ornn last night.

like a dream.

She couldn't tell whether it was a dream or not, but in her heart, she believed that she had seen Ornn.

"Ari, what are you thinking?"

Lilia asked.

"I saw Ornn."

Ari hugged Lilia, and kissed her gently on her soft lips, "Do you believe it?"

"I saw it too."

Lilia had a smile on her face.

Ali laughed too.

They didn't discuss Ornn, though, and, like the rest of the Freljord, kept Ornn in their hearts.They don't need to prove anything, let alone tell others.

Just knowing Ornn was watching them was enough!

"Let's go."

Ari took Lilia's hand.

"Ah."

Lilia nodded obediently, and she picked up the broad sword "Winter Tan" hanging on the wall, and handed it to Ari.

Ari and Lilia walked out of the room together.

The warriors of the Freljord, gathered outside the hall, seemed confident of the battle.

"Ali!"

Wearing heavy armor, Sejuani walked towards Ahri, "Everyone is ready!"

Ash also came over.

She was wearing a light battle suit, the blue battle robe fluttering in the wind, her figure was slender and tall, "Ari, let's go."

"Ah."

Ali nodded and replied.

"Set off!!!"

Sejuani's deafening voice rang in Ahri's ears, like thunder rolling from the sky, mighty and majestic.

Hundreds of thousands of barbarians walked at an idle pace.

Get out of Rakstark.

Many old people and children are waiting silently at the tribal border, where they will say goodbye to their blood relatives.

In the days to come, they will, together with a small number of remaining fighters, persevere until the tribe triumphs.

They can't see each other for at least one winter.

And this winter.

Many, many old people and children will die. This is what every Northlander has to experience.

Many warriors who went out also lost their lives.

This is also inevitable.

"Mother."

A childish voice reached Ahri's ears, and her soft little hand grabbed Ahri's big hand.

Ah Li's heart trembled, and thousands of emotions surged.

"War mother."

Scar Girl followed behind the little fox, looking at Ai Xi and Ari with complicated expressions, she wanted to say something.

But nothing came out.

"Wait until we get back."

Ashe patted Scar Girl on the shoulder, then squatted down, and gently hugged her daughter.

"Little fox, you have to take good care of your clansmen when your mother is away, and your mother will miss you."

Aixi held back her tears, "Daughter, don't cry, you are more sensible than your peers, you should know that parting is inevitable, after another winter, you will be three winters, the war festival will protect you, listen to her .”

Ari stretched out his hand and patted the little fox's head.

The little fox's white hair is as soft as silk brocade, and its fluffy ears are drooping because of unhappiness.

Ari rubbed his face against the little fox.

"Mother…"

The little fox also rubbed against Ari's face, and Ari could smell the warm breath from her daughter's body, as well as the faint scent of milk.

"All right…"

Ashe looked at Scar Girl.

At this moment, Ashe's cheek felt soft, warm, and slightly wet.

The little fox's soft lips pressed against Ashe's face.

Ai Xi was stunned for a moment, but she soon came back to her senses, and her gentle eyes became determined.

"Scar girl, take her away!"

Chapter 535 Old Gods and Civilization

The mountains are heavy and the water is long.

The ancient ballads of Lokfar floated southwards over mountains and rivers.

Olaf followed Sejuani, his blood surging.

He was the first berserker who left the tribe on the Lokfar Peninsula, and he never thought that he could fight with his tribe.The iron-like muscles were exposed in the biting snow wind, and the trembling bodies let the blood flow to their heads. Every berserker had a glowing red face.