Runeterra: I actually know a little bit about everything

They have already left the valley, and now all they need to do is head to the center of Bearman Island to find traces of Big Weng!

Starting from the outer perimeter of Bearman Island, Sejuani and Olaf gradually approached the central area.

Along the way, the two encountered several patrolling groups of bear-men, but they easily evaded them all.

Similar to the Winterclaw's encampment, the Bearkin territory also has many tents, but the air here is filled with an extremely strong stench, and exposed skeletons can often be seen on the ground.

Finally, after carefully traveling for nearly half a day, Sejuani and Olaf arrived at the very center of the entire Bear Island.

Along the way, apart from the two bear-men at the valley's exit, Sejuani encountered no further obstacles, making her feel that things were going too smoothly for her to believe.

Sejuani attributed all of this to the Bearmen's absence from the Monster Ranch and the fact that Bearman Island had never encountered any invaders, thus neglecting its defenses.

After all, this is Volibear's home court. What fool would dare to come here and steal something? It's normal for the defense to be lax.

As Sejuani Olaf navigated through the dense tents in the center of the encampment, she kept searching for the Great King's whereabouts while avoiding the lazy bear-men guards.

Sejuani and Olaf had both heard the old shaman describe what the Great Elder looked like, so they were both certain that if they saw him, they would recognize him immediately.

After searching for a long time in the very center of Bearman Island, Sejuani suddenly stopped abruptly.

She grabbed Olaf's hand, her eyes fixed intently on the distance.

Olaf was initially puzzled, but when he followed Sejuani's gaze, his eyes widened in an instant.

"Big Brother!"

The moment Olaf uttered the words, he immediately covered his mouth, but the light in his eyes trembled violently.

Right in front of them, a huge, earthen-gray pot-shaped cauldron was placed on a blazing fire. The pot was filled with an enticing aroma of meat, and the rising bubbles spread the fragrance of the broth into the air.

This large pot is almost as tall as a person, and it takes three people to encircle it. It has a very ancient appearance, but it is engraved with many strange magical patterns.

Judging from its appearance, everything about this large pot matched the old shaman's description.

Sejuani's gaze was fixed on the giant beast in front of her, her hands clenched tightly. Whether Winter's Claw could survive the winter peacefully depended on this moment!

She suddenly lowered her body, and another group of bear guards walked past in front of her. At the same time, Sejuani also heard a conversation between several bears.

"That's enough for today. Let's rest for a while. Anyway, no one will be coming."

"That's right, what kind of fool wouldn't dare to run wild in the Bear Clan's territory?"

After watching the pair of bear-men guards leave, Sejuani exchanged another glance with Olaf and charged forward without hesitation.

Upon reaching the giant vessel, Sejuani grabbed its edge with both hands and pulled it down completely, spilling the golden meat and soup onto the ground.

After doing all this, Sejuani disregarded the intense heat emanating from the giant and carried it directly on her back.

She then jumped onto Steelmane's back, turned around without hesitation, and immediately headed back the way she came.

This entire operation was completed in a smooth and efficient manner, almost in the blink of an eye.

However, just as Sejuani had turned around and clamped her legs tightly around Steelmane's back, she suddenly realized that Steelmane beneath her was trembling violently!

"Steel bristles?"

"Crack! Boom!"

In an instant, a massive bolt of lightning, seemingly capable of splitting heaven and earth, shot from the sky to below the horizon, followed by a deafening roar.

Just as the lightning struck, a deep, mocking voice rang out.

"Daughter of Winter's Claw, are you leaving already? Should I have someone prepare some more meat for you to take with you?"

"!!!"

Sejuani's body trembled violently, and then she turned her head sharply to look at the sky behind her.

It was at this moment that Sejuani saw clearly the dark cloud and thunderstorm that was always shrouded in endless lightning, or more precisely, the towering shadow hidden within the thunderstorm!

Right there in the dark clouds, and then in the flash of lightning, Sejuani saw a war bear almost as tall as the sky, with many bear-men laughing mockingly beside him.

"My God was right! They really came! Hahahaha!"

Sejuani's body trembled violently, and a deep sense of death rose in her eyes.

She knew that she had lost.

Or perhaps Volibear was watching all her actions!

Sejuani jumped off Steelmane's back, her True Ice Chains hanging to the ground. She slowly raised her head to look at the towering shadow in the sky.

Central Freljord, Ornkar Rock.

This place was once a shared sanctuary for the Avarosan and Winter's Claw tribes, and Ashe and Sejuani often came here on pilgrimage.

The reason this place became a sanctuary is because it was once the place where Ornn and his demigod brethren gathered.

Although the ancient gods no longer come here, their powerful aura still lingers.

Before the Frost Altar, a figure who had been sitting cross-legged for an unknown period of time slowly stood up.

The moment he stood up, countless phantom images of beast spirits suddenly burst forth from his body.

The phantoms of the beast spirits collided and intertwined, and in the end, only four phantoms of the beast spirits floated around him.

These four illusory beast spirits are: a giant bear, a wild boar, a ram, and an ice phoenix!

After returning from Ionia, Udyr believed he had successfully mastered the beast spirit power within him and would use it to benefit the Claw of Winter.

However, the last battle in the Noxian city had severely damaged Udyr's confidence.

Despite having mastered the mixed beast spirits within him, he still could not resist Volibear's will.

When facing an ancient god, he was ultimately too weak. If Zuo Chi and Anivia hadn't arrived in time, Winter's Claw might have become a slave to the bear-men.

Upon arriving in the territory of the Winter's Claw, Udyr resolved to change everything; he needed to increase his power.

And all of this began with contact with even more powerful beast spirits!

Now, he has completely mastered the ancient god aura remaining in this place through his strong will, and has obtained some of their power.

It's time to go back.

Udyr left the Frost Altar in the Sanctuary of Ornkar Rock and rushed quickly toward the territory of the Winter's Claw.

However, shortly after Udyr set off, a large number of Frostwolf Riders of Winter's Claw appeared in front of him.

"Ok?"

Upon approaching, Fryna quickly went to Udyr's side and told him everything Olaf had told her.

"What!" Udyr grabbed Fryna's arm.

After forcibly calming himself down, Udir rushed north without hesitation.

"We must ask War Mother Ashe for help! We must get her and her blood allies to come!"

Udyr knows Volibear's cunning better than anyone, so he must stop Sejuani before she makes a terrible mistake.

A burst of icy blue energy suddenly erupted from his body, and the phantom of an ice phoenix flashed by on Olaf's body. A violent blizzard blew in, and his speed was pushed to its limit at this moment.

124. Chapter 123: A Sheep's Cry Opens the Heavenly Gate!

Luxiang Mountain.

The flames ignited by the fire of the earth's beginning have been gradually extinguished by the god of ice and snow, and the earth has once again returned to its former pitch-black state.

With the enhancement of cosmic iron, the power of Ornn's warhammer also experienced a leap forward.

Hammer of Ornn, the god of fire and forging.

Rank: Low-tier Mythical!

Special Note: The shovel, fork, and hammer were Ornn's three favorite creations. He discarded the shovel and fork, but kept the hammer. With the blessing of cosmic iron, Primal Flame, and True Ice, the hammer's quality was upgraded.

Orn twirled the hammer in his hand and cast a grateful glance at Zuo Chi, who was standing on his shoulder.

Zuo Chi kept examining the dark purple longsword in his hand, seemingly quite fond of it.

The long sword in his hand had a straight blade, and its dark purple surface contained countless stars. Whenever he gripped the hilt, he felt his inner strength receive a great boost.

Orn sank the furnace and anvil into the magma in the volcano, and then sat down beside the volcano with Zuo Chi and Anivia.

"Boom!"

Ornn sat on the ground like a small mountain, and even the earth seemed to let out a loud wail.

Anivia, who was being used as a tool bird by Ornn, stood on Ornn's ram's horn and said softly, "Brother, if it weren't for Zuo Chi, I don't know how many more years you would have stayed in your volcano."

Seemingly ignoring Anivia's words, Ornn's red-glowing eyes swept across every inch of land surrounding Mount Furnace, a complex emotion swirling within them.

On that dark land, countless ruins lie scattered about, the once bustling scene long since eroded away by time.

Once upon a time, like the followers of other ancient gods, a group of people from all over Runeterra came to Hearthmount, where Ornn resides.

They settled at the foot of Mount Furnace, where they established their own village and declared themselves followers of Orn, the god of fire and forging.

Although Orn often says that he doesn't need believers, he still wholeheartedly approves of these little people who call themselves "hearth people" when he sees them striving to forge a masterpiece that is unparalleled in the world.

Over time, the Hearth family became the world's finest artisans, creating works that rivaled only those of Ornn.

Among them, several craftsmen, led by "Master Dolan," forged precious objects worthy of being passed down through generations.