Twin Cities: I am the man of many myths

Chapter 220 The Demigods' Restlessness in Freljord
Frost covered Janna's hair, and her already fair face became even paler, a deathly white from exhaustion. But Janna pursed her lips and continued to increase her magic output, assisting Lissandra in dealing with Volibear.

The Bear Mountain has completely collapsed because Volibear summoned his true form.

Thunder roared, and Volibear's size increased to hundreds of meters. With a wave of his hand, he altered the landscape. Lissandra also stopped holding back, continuously striking Volibear's massive body with Dark True Ice. She even summoned a black crystal ice mountain nearly a thousand meters in size as a coffin, attempting to seal Volibear away.

But Volibear used both his teeth and hands to tear apart the massive ice coffin.

"Are you alright?" After floating thousands of meters away, Lissandra raised her hand, with Dark Ice swirling around her fingertips, and looked at Janna to ask.

Janna nodded vigorously, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm fine. How about you?"

She was merely a support, restraining Volibear's actions and providing shields for Lissandra, without having to directly confront Volibear. Lissandra, on the other hand, faced Volibear directly, putting her under much more pressure than Janna.

But now, it seems that Lissandra is in better condition than he is.
Good heavens, what's going on in Freljord?!
Janna felt frustrated. After her battle with Nagakapolos, she thought she was strong enough, but now she realized she wasn't strong at all.
Why is this place full of powerful monsters?!

The power of the gods of Freljord reminded Janna of Shurima. No wonder the mighty ancient Shurima Empire couldn't conquer Freljord. Right now, Janna sensed about eight divine auras in this place that were no weaker than hers, and several that were much stronger.

Among these, one was naturally Volibear in front of them. The other auras included Lissandra, who exuded a dark chill; a gentle aura like the vast ocean; two auras that were colder than Lissandra's but had a sacred feel; and the last one, which seemed to be even stronger than Volibear's and had a fiery energy.

“It’s alright, we can hold on for a while longer, but if Swain, whom you mentioned, doesn’t come, then things will get complicated,” Lissandra said quietly.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hands forward, and her fair, jade-like palms struck out, forming an ice crystal shield in front of Lissandra with surging icy magic, blocking the lightning that Volibear was unleashing.

The bear spirit is fierce and grows stronger with each battle. Volibear is a typical god who becomes stronger the more he fights. In this respect, even someone as powerful as Ornn is inferior to him.

Janna sighed after hearing Lissandra's words. She had only told Swain that Rick hoped she could come, but Janna didn't know if Swain could come.

As for Karma, who is far away in Ionia, Janna did go to talk to her, but Karma's attitude was colder than Swain's. She seemed to have some concerns about leaving Ionia.

Actually, beings as strong as Janna and Karma can sense high-intensity battles taking place in Runeterra.

After all, as gods of Runeterra, they are inevitably connected to the laws of Runeterra. Battles between demigods involve the use of these laws, and when two demigods fight, the fluctuations in the laws of Runeterra are impossible for them to miss.

But Swain and Kalma haven't arrived yet.
This left Janna somewhat helpless, but she was gentle and kind-hearted, and if Karma and Swain didn't come, Janna couldn't blame them. After all, if it weren't for Rick, Janna wouldn't have come to this battle either.

This is such a blow to God's confidence!
Waaaaah, I finally felt like I had become stronger, but now I'm being humiliated and beaten to a pulp. It's so hard to accept this kind of drastic change!
Lissandra had no idea what Janna was thinking. She simply said quietly, "Let's see if Udyr can come over in a little while. If he doesn't, then this matter is over."

"I won't fight Volibear to the death for the Winter's Claw. I can't get hurt," Lissandra said earnestly to Janna, practically telling her that if no one came soon, she was going to run away.

Upon hearing Lissandra's words, Janna's eyes flashed with a strange light. In fact, she had noticed from the very beginning that Lissandra seemed to be deliberately holding back during her fight with Volibear.
It's not that Lissandra isn't serious, but rather that Lissandra gives Janna a feeling of restraint. And now, with Lissandra saying she can't get hurt, Janna immediately understands why she found Lissandra strange.

"You pathetic coward, where else are you going to hide?"

Volibear's sudden sarcastic remark left Janna utterly speechless.

Volibear continued his mockery, letting out a strange cry followed by something like "Thunder is calling," before leaping up from Bearman Mountain to a corner of the Frozen Sea. His body grew considerably larger in mid-air, lightning crackling around his fur. He plucked a bolt of lightning from a dark cloud and landed heavily on the Frozen Sea.

The ice layer of the Frozen Sea, stretching for miles, shattered instantly, and cracks that spread like a spider web across the ice surface extended to an unknown distance in all directions.

Its body had sunk deep into the icy sea, reaching the waist of Volibear. The bear's body had now swelled to a size several thousand meters.
From tens of meters to hundreds of meters and then to thousands of meters, it seemed that every time he absorbed lightning, his body would continuously grow larger, as if he had swallowed the lightning and increased his size.

This sight made Janna feel uneasy. She, too, could grow larger; in fact, every demigod possessed the ability to grow larger.

It's just a matter of how big she can grow. Janna can only grow to a few hundred meters at most, while Volibear's several thousand meters is something she wouldn't even dare to dream of!
The most troublesome thing is not only that Volibear is becoming more and more powerful, but also the restless auras that Janna senses approaching from all around.

"Hey, what's going on with those guys?"

They got closer and closer, so close that Janna couldn't help but ask Lissandra about it.

“Those guys,” Lissandra narrowed her eyes, then replied, “Jana, that’s the trouble I was talking about.”

"Among these gods, some were those who fought alongside Volibear, while others came to cause me trouble."

The three sisters ruled an era, and if Lissandra hadn't sacrificed her two older sisters, their legend might have continued to this day.

Back in the era of the Three Sisters, Freljord was teeming with demigods, but they were broadly divided into two factions: one led by the three sisters, the humans, and the other led by Volibear, the Ancient Path. The Giant-Toothed Boar King was also a deity in that faction.

In the end, the faction led by the three sisters won and split the Ancient Path apart. This was because the Old God Alliance led by Volibear was very powerful, but the three sisters also had many gods helping them.

For example, Anivia, the Seal Sister, and the Snow Fox White.

Therefore, the feud between the two factions cannot be explained in just a few words, and besides, Lissandra had no intention of making things clear to Janna.

All Janna needs to know is that if this continues and no one comes to help subdue Volibear, then not only will Lissandra have to run away, but Janna will also have to run away.

As for Winter's Claw and Sejuani
Lissandra hesitated briefly, but quickly regained her composure.

"Voliber, that guy, hasn't shown up for a thousand years, and when he does, he causes such a commotion. Has he been sleeping for too long? This is no longer our time."

"The times, huh? Tell me, what are you thinking?"

"What I think? In short, the witch is very powerful. Although I don't know what went wrong with her to come out of the fortress and dare to cause trouble for Volibear, I can see that she is no weaker than the two of us now than she was eight thousand years ago. In fact, she is much stronger than the two of us."

"But even so, the witch is no match for Volibear."

Yes, I know what you're trying to say.

In one part of Freljord, two powerful spirits approached each other and communicated telepathically.

One of the spirits was entirely black, emanating an evil power, while the other was a chilling white.

“Show yourself, Rilfin,” the icy spirit said, revealing its true form: a snow-white snake with a slender, well-proportioned body covered in beautiful scales. Its head was oval-shaped, and a pair of eyes, like dark green gemstones, stared at the black spirit.

"Are you really sure about this?" the black spirit asked hesitantly.

The white snake flicked its tongue, its voice a pleasant female voice, and said, "What else? I've had enough of being ignored by humans. Because of Anivia, my range of activity has been reduced to this small place. Look at my current size. Without the power of faith from my followers, I can no longer grow stronger. In fact, as the hunting grounds shrink, I'm even starting to get weaker!"

"I've had enough of this life!" The White Snake's tone was full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

“Alright, Jie, you’re right, we did lose, but now, Volibear has stepped up again. With him leading us, even without Anivia, Avarosa, and the humans of Serilda, we won’t lose again.” After examining the area, Rilfin looked towards the northeast, where a vast expanse of thunderclouds stretched for miles, dark and terrifying.

Seeing this, Rilfin agreed with the white snake's words.

He and Jie once belonged to the Ancient Path camp and were members of the Ancient God Alliance, which was an enemy of the three sisters.

They did lose, but now, Volibear has stepped forward again, seemingly to start a new war. Could the ancient road also return?
Freljord once belonged to the Old Gods. Now, humans have taken over Freljord, a disgrace to them. For humans, thousands of years is history, a bygone era. But for Rilfin and Je, the primordial demigods, thousands of years ago is their past. "Alright, let's go help Volibear!" Seeing Fenrir agree, Je excitedly nodded her snake head, then opened her mouth, revealing a pair of sharp white teeth, and said fiercely, "I'm going to bite through Lissandra's neck and pour my venom into her body, so she can feel my pain too!"

“But the two of us alone are not enough.” Rilfin shook his head, then dispelled the black light and stepped out of his spirit form.

Since humans began to be active on a large scale, they, as demigods, chose to exist in Freljord as spirits, rarely revealing their true forms.

Rilfin's true form is a giant wolf with pure black fur. The mane around its neck resembles that of a lion, and also burns and trembles like black flames.

Rilfin looked at Jie with her red eyes.

To put it nicely, they don't want to have contact with humans; to put it bluntly, they are the losers in the war, and they can only avoid humans.

“Sister Seal and the Fox are still alive. Volibear has the power to break the agreement, so they won’t dare do anything to Volibear. But what about us? If we break the agreement, they will come out too,” Rilfin said seriously to Jie.

The war was lost, and many gods of the Ancient Gods Alliance died due to a lack of followers. Some demigods from the Three Sisters faction also died in that war, but two of them still survive to this day.

Those are Sister Seal and White Snow Fox.

"Don't talk to me about white!" Upon hearing the name Snow Fox, Jie's eyes narrowed, and a human-like resentment flashed in her small, dark green pupils.

Rilfin listened and shook his head, saying, "I'm just stating a fact."

Bai and Jie were mortal enemies in the past war. Jie cannot grow to a gigantic size now because Bai has sealed a trace of her power of law.

Snowfox White, a powerful primordial demigod of Freljord, is the deity who appeared in Freljord after the three gods. Therefore, in a sense, she is the sister of Ornn, Volibear, and Anivia.

Although the three gods never acknowledged this, because Bai wasn't born with them after all, Bai's strength was undeniable.

This creature has lived for tens of thousands of years; it is an even older deity than Ja and Fenrir.

She inherited a portion of the power of True Ice from Anivia, and could use True Ice to seal. For the Ancient Path Alliance, Bai was a very troublesome god back then, because although she was not good at attacking enemies, many ancient gods had suffered at Bai's hands because of her sealing techniques.

Therefore, if that guy comes out, the battle situation will become even more complicated.

Just then, a giant snow eagle appeared in the sky above where Jie and Fenrir were.

"Heh, you two really did end up together," the snow eagle said loudly in an ancient language.

"Jin'er, what are you doing here?" Rilfin asked.

"Alright, Rilfin, stop pretending," Jin said in a deep voice. He then looked at Jie and asked, "What are your thoughts on Volibear?"

Jie avoided Jin'er's gaze and remained silent.

Even within the same alliance, the relationships between gods can be good or bad. As a god whose true form is a snake, Naje naturally dislikes Jin'er, whose true form is an eagle, just as she fears the phoenix Anivia.

Snakes are afraid of birds; it's in their nature.

Even demigods cannot escape it.

This is because it is the result of the power of the laws.

"And what about you?" Rilfin countered.

Jin snorted and said, "I've already contacted Fang and Dodd; they're both willing to fight for Volibear."

"I think you and Jie must have made the same choice as us, right?"

"After all, you must have had enough of this kind of life."

“Anivia is immortal. Her existence forces us to keep our oath because no one knows when she will be resurrected and then go and cause trouble for us because we broke the agreement. But now, Volibear is at war. With him around, Anivia can do nothing.”

"How to say?"

"Then let's get started."

Rilfin tapped the wolf's head hard and shouted.

"it is good!"

Jin'er flapped its wings, spiraled into the air, and transformed into a giant snow sculpture hundreds of meters high in the sky.

Rilfin also instantly grew larger, transforming into a giant wolf hundreds of meters tall, its feet planted on mountain ranges, its dark fur the size of trees.

Only Jie, because of her whiteness, can only maintain a body a few meters long.

As Rilfin and Gin revealed their true forms, a savage aura emerged from the south, followed by an enormous wild boar with tusks pointing skyward. Then, from the west, an enormous sable appeared, emitting a piercing scream.

At the same time, Lissandra sensed all of this.

Then, a hint of worry appeared in her pale pupils.

Volibear, however, burst into wild laughter.

"Alright, follow me, crush Freljord, and bring the ancient road back to Freljord!" he roared.

On the frozen sea, the black-haired youth, covered in wounds and blood, also sensed these terrifying forces. At this moment, not a single piece of his flesh was intact; his chest and abdomen were charred and crackled with lightning, the bones in his left arm were shattered, and half of his shoulder blade was crooked and protruded from his body.

Seeing this, he pulled the sword formed from the wind from the head of a bear-man.

He wiped the blood from his face and eyes, then looked ahead. More than a hundred bear-men stared at him in horror, their eyes filled with fear.

Behind him lay the corpses of dozens of bear-men.

Li Ke took a deep breath. One head, two heads, how many demigods are there?

Even if Swain and Karma came, could the number of gods on our side be enough to defeat these demigods?
Li Ke hesitated, feeling that he had gone a bit too far.

No, how could Freljord be hiding so many demigods from the Volibear faction?
The designer never mentioned this!

Furthermore, shouldn't the Boar God be on Winter's Claw's side? Shouldn't he be helping Sejuani and Udyr?
Why would he side with Volibear?
Fuck!
(End of this chapter)