League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Chapter 234 Chapter 233 Sleepless Twilight Night, Winged Morning Star

"Myhira!!! Myhira!!!"

Sitting up suddenly from the bed, Zilam burst into tears, obviously not knowing why he was crying, but the man's tears could not be stopped.

He seemed to be dreaming of the woman he dared not dream of, and wanted to recall the beauty in the dream, but the man found that the more he recalled that woman, the more sad he felt.

"... woo woo woo..."

The crying middle-aged man was like a half-grown child who had lost something he cherished. He clenched his fists and his knuckles turned white. Affecting the two sleeping daughters upstairs.

But the man didn't know that when he was crying silently, his two daughters also woke up, their faces pale and ugly.

"elder sister……"

"younger sister……"

The two girls looked directly at each other and saw the tears flickering in the corners of the sister's eyes.

"Sister, why are you crying?"

"Sister, I'm so sad, really sad, I don't know, I just want to cry..."

"Me too, I've never felt like this before, like...like losing something precious."

Pressing her heart, the bewildered Misha tried to wipe away her tears, but soon found that such behavior was futile, and her stubborn behavior made herself cry.

"Woo woo woo..."

"Sister, don't let Dad hear him, he, he will be very sad..."

Hina, who was crying silently, hugged her older sister, who hugged her younger sister in turn, comforting each other in grief.

That night, three people lost sleep completely, immersed in unspeakable grief.

That night, there was a man standing by the map, staring at a majestic mountain in the west of the Shurima continent, with cold and serious eyes, thinking for a long time, the man sighed, and the candle was gradually extinguished.

Above the starry sky, a bright meteor flashed across, glanced at Runeterra indifferently, and returned to the constellation in the blink of an eye, still high above.

...

The Sun Also Rises.

In the endless Urus Mountains, heavy snow is flying, and dragons and birds are dancing.

More than a dozen trolls are entrenched in a warm cave and roasting a bonfire. Under the beautiful dancing posture of the "maul" dancing their legs at the entrance of the cave, they pull out the half-baked yak legs on the stick from the flames, and open their front teeth happily. , Bite down the bloody mouth, but the troll's yellow teeth were happily exposed.

A group of Freljordians who were eager to plunder in the south ran towards the helpless snowbuck. After the snowbuck was cornered, they took innocent lives with their spears and happily brought back half a day's worth of food. A rough camp. .

At the foot of the mountain, groups of snow wolves passed through the snow curtain, grinning their fangs and threatening a two-meter-tall white bear eating snow deer in the distance.

After the harassment, the wolves could no longer bear the hunger, so they swarmed up and harassed and attacked the white bear madly.

The white bear had no choice but to let go of its stinky mouth, and slapped the snow wolf's head with its heavy bear paw, causing the brains of the two snow wolves to avoid it to shoot out, but made the other snow wolves achieve their goal and took away the rest of the snow wolf. Halfway through the carcass of the snow deer, the snow wolf that succeeded ran away quickly with its tail between its legs amidst the angry roar of the white bear. A battle for food ended as quickly as lightning. The half-fed white bear roared a few times and turned around sullenly leave.

In this vast snow peak, a lone figure looms in the wind and snow, passes through one after another endless snow curtains, passes by the happy and happy troll cave, and escapes on the road to looting. The Freljord savages walked farther and farther away, bypassing the hunting snow wolves and raging white bears, and continued to climb up the ridge, climbing higher and higher, almost to the top of the mountain.

His path is different from that of any creature.

In the air outlet, let the strong snow wind on both sides of the body howl, the wandering mage's staggering but firm steps were just about to step into the knee-deep snow, the magical arcane magic instantly flattened the snow , so that the man's feet became a thick, flat and hard ground, avoiding the bad ending of falling from the edge of the cliff.

The wind and snow could not stop the figure's footsteps, but still oppressed the way forward with its own violent natural will,

The position of the ridge has been reduced from tens of meters to a few meters, with steep and precipitous ice cliffs on both sides. For ordinary climbers, walking through such a road is tantamount to stepping into death, but the figure walking all the way But he never stopped walking, until the suddenly intensified cold wind knocked off the hood, and the flying snowflakes scraped on his face like countless boning knives.

More than ten years of searching and searching have not brought any ruthless knife marks. The purple-blue skin has long been alienated by the magic brought by the runes, turning into immortal will and cold determination. For us, any obstacle is just a driving force to make the determination to move forward more condensed. .

Facing the wind and snow, the wandering mage carrying a big leather backpack looked at the end of the steep road. The higher road to the sky is the last dangerous peak in the Urus Mountains. As long as he climbs over the last dangerous peak, he will You can see the green plains to the south of the mountains, and leave this icy hell where countless bones are buried.

In order to save time, he chose to take a road that no one else can take.

"I heard that Demacia's forbidden magic stone has the magical effect of disrupting the magic essence and isolating the flow of magic power. Perhaps, such magical power is related to the world runes. I should go and see, maybe I can gain something."

Putting on the hood again, in order to prevent the strong mountain wind from tearing the lanyard of his backpack, the wandering mage directly activated the arcane shield to isolate the strong wind from the shield, and stepped over another dangerous peak. The first step is to walk slowly on the Wanren Ice Cliff.

His footsteps will never stop until his exhausted body collapses completely.

...

At daybreak, thousands of people surrounded each other, passed the inspection of the Black Iron Guard in curiosity and laughter, entered the outer city within the inner city, and came to the four circular trapezoidal entrances of the great building.

It took eight years, and the great building called "Arena" by the lord was rapidly formed under the participation of black rose soil mages. It covers an area of ​​20,000 square meters, with a circumference of 535 meters and can accommodate 100,000 spectators at the same time.

The auditorium is divided into two types. The open-air auditorium is less than half a meter apart from each other. It is a place for ordinary people to watch the battle. The closed auditorium above is specially designed for the rich and some nobles who like various extravagant games. In addition to the bed and low cabinet, there is a one-sided magic mirror in the closed room, which can be seen from the inside to the outside, but can block the jealous eyes of the outside world.

Above everyone else, the unique high platform seat with the most distinguished status belongs only to those in power in the Emerald Territory. It is the place with the best view of the entire arena, and it is also the only spectator seat with an independent escape route.

Thanks to [Zhi Yuji] book friend for the 5,000 point reward, and thanks to the two book friends [Seven Nights of the Sun] and [Absolute Forbidden] for the 500 point reward. I wanted to say that I am in a good mood today, but I thought about it I want to continue the training in the afternoon and tomorrow after the morning, so I won’t talk about it, just add an update for everyone

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