Void Beetle Evolution Guide

"Finally some fun!" Olaf fell heavily on the rock, laughing wildly, and a thick blood mist began to emanate from his body.

"Come on! Take my axe!" He got up indomitable and attacked from behind like a reckless man, but was kicked away by the mammoth and flew backwards like a broken sandbag. The scene was so intense that the others closed their eyes.

Even if this guy wanted to die, he wouldn't be so hasty, right?

Olaf fell into the snow and almost slipped off the cliff. He hooked the lower edge of the axe on the rugged rocks to stop his fall, and climbed up with gritted teeth.

"It said you didn't eat, Olaf."

The mammoth grunted, and Udyr translated its words in a very down-to-earth manner. Although it was a bit exaggerated, it was basically the same meaning.

Olaf's eyes instantly turned red after being mocked by a beast.

"Very good!" Blood foam flew out from between his lips and teeth. Olaf laughed in anger, his eyes were dull, and his body exuded a blood mist of crazy fighting.

"You've angered Olaf, and it won't be easy to calm him down." Sejuani frowned, as if she was worried about how to end the situation. Only her command could make Olaf stop being furious, but it didn't work every time.

"The mammoth still has some strength left. It's better for him to contribute more than for us to lose a few more people." Udyr replied.

Olaf raised his two axes high, his legs bulged with muscles, and he jumped onto the mammoth's back as if he was equipped with springs. The axe blades fell like a violent storm, and Olaf's red eyes were wide open, his eyelids did not blink, and every swing was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, like a woodcutter chopping off a stubborn tree root.

The mammoth's back was immediately chopped open, and it raised its head and struggled, shaking its body to throw the berserker off, but Olaf had ridden wilder monsters before, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter what he did. The mammoth roared in pain and retreated repeatedly, about to fall into the icy lake below the cliff.

"Damn it! Olaf, stop it, you idiot! It's going to fall!" Sejuani rushed forward dragging the flail. If the mammoth sank into the lake, all their efforts over the past few days would be in vain!

However, Olaf's mind was already immersed in the bloody mist of the battle. He shook his body and bit his cheek, and scarlet foam appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't feel any pain. He immersed himself in the boiling blood, allowing the rising anger to break through and overwhelm his reason.

"What's wrong with that guy? They're going to fail."

In the pine forest not far away, Ashe appeared from thin air, took out the Avarosa Bow from the Hive Space and pulled the bowstring to the full moon. She wanted to help Sejuani and stop the mammoth.

Nearby, Sejuani rushed past and swung her flail with all her strength, and the head of Zhenbing's hammer hit the mammoth's hind leg.

In an instant, extremely cold fog exploded, and rapidly growing ice crystals froze the struggling mammoth's entire head!

Sejuani was startled and quickly stepped back. Her flail didn't have this kind of power, and she was full of doubts, and then she remembered the sound of breaking air when she swung the flail just now.

The sound of breaking through the air was extremely sharp, and could not be produced by a blunt instrument like a flail.

But now is not the time to think about these things. As an Iceborn, Olaf cannot be frozen. Having lost his mind, he has turned into a ferocious killing machine. He broke free from the restraints with his own strength, roaring and swinging the axe like a madman.

At a certain moment, a hint of cold blue flame ignited in Olaf's blood-red eyes. A more ancient and primitive Olaf, naked with bloodstained hands, covered in mud and associating with wild beasts.

Olaf leaped up with all his might, his battle axe roaring and tearing through the air, swinging a fatal blow. A thick bolt of lightning instantly broke through the wind and snow, illuminating the dark shadow of the jagged mountain peak, like a bloody mouth with jagged teeth, seeming to tear the earth apart.

The double axes struck the mammoth's head fiercely with lightning. The ice crystals around the mammoth shattered in the dazzling sparks, and the huge body fell down just a few steps away from the cliff.

"Olav, come down! It's dead."

Sejuani's voice pierced through the blood mist in Olaf's mind. He stopped his frantic swinging and whipping, shook his head and jumped off the mammoth.

The hunters gathered around, spears drawn, and Sejuani ordered them to stop.

As early as when the ice crystals burst, the mammoth's heart had been frozen in its chest, its blood had frozen into ice and pierced its blood vessels, its eyes were filled with cloudy white like a blizzard, and it was about to die. Olaf's chopping accelerated this process and ended its suffering.

Sejuani paid tribute to the mammoth that stood until the last moment, thanking it for sharpening her warriors, and thanking the earth for its gifts. This hunt is over, and the wolf spirit will arrive soon.

"It was almost a wasted trip. Fortunately, the War Mother burst out with powerful bloodline power at the last moment, otherwise the mammoth would have fallen." Urkas sighed, with a hint of relief in his tone.

"Isn't it because I cut it down?" Olaf grunted in anger.

"You are also very strong. You are the bravest warrior in the entire Winter Claw. Ahahahaha!"

No one dared to provoke Olaf in this state. Urkas laughed it off and did not notice Sejuani's gloomy expression.

She already had a guess in her mind. She had seen a True Ice weapon that could unleash such powerful elemental power a long time ago, and its owner lived nearby.

"Ashe..." Sejuani turned back suddenly, searching the surrounding forest with sharp eyes, but found nothing.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Sejuani's abnormality, Udyr pretended to know nothing: "I checked and there are no wolves following nearby who want to come and share a piece of the pie."

"It's okay." Sejuani shook her head. "Hurry up and unload it and take it back. This place is on the edge of Rakstak. Those Avarosans may come here at any time."

"The harvest this time is good. It should be enough for our tribe to eat for a week, right?" Udyr asked.

"Maybe more than that, but it's still far from enough for Winter's Claw to survive the long winter." Sejuani frowned and said worriedly, "I don't know how many more people will die this winter. It's better to suffer a short pain than a long one. After we go back and rest for a while, we will go to the Lost Territory to take back Ornn's jar. If we succeed, we won't have to keep running around to fill our stomachs."

"The territory of the Lost...those bearmen are not easy opponents, and doing this will only anger Volibear." Udyr said worriedly. No one knew the horror of the bearmen better than him.

"It's better to die in battle than to starve to death. I've made up my mind, don't mention it again." Sejuani's eyes were firm and her tone was unquestionable.

"What? There are still bearmen to fight?" Olaf became excited when he heard there was still a big battle, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

"What? Don't you love seeking death the most? Are you scared?" Sejuani looked at Olaf and asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"No," Olaf answered loudly without hesitation, "I love it to death."

That expression was as if he couldn't wait to engage in a fierce fight to the death with the powerful bears.

In the air not far away, Ashe, who was hiding, heard the loud conspiracy of Winter Claw, and her heart was filled with shock.

Chapter 259: Wild Hunt Olive Branch

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"What exactly is Ornn's vat? Is it worth it for Sejuani to go to the bear's territory to snatch it?" On the way back, Ashe kept thinking about this question.

A long time ago, Ashe accidentally entered the hunting grounds of the bear people.

At that time, she had just suffered a severe blow and lost everything. She was like a walking corpse, wandering in a daze on the vast ice field.

She was so filled with pain and confusion that she didn't realize that she was moving step by step towards the horrific abyss of death.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Sejuani, who had not been seen for several years during the tribe's migration, appeared in time, and Ashe was able to escape by chance.

Sejuani explained to Ashe that due to the shortage of food in the tribe, survival faced severe challenges, so she had to risk crossing the ice sea and come to the bear people's hunting grounds to steal food.

Afterwards, the two worked together to obtain enough food to sustain their survival, and then fled the forbidden area without stopping.

However, just as they left, the originally clear sky was instantly covered by dark clouds. As the dark clouds rolled, they faintly transformed into a huge bear shadow, majestic and terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, a raging thunderstorm raged, and the deafening thunder was overwhelming, instantly drowning out the minds of the two.

At that moment, they seemed to be in a world with only thunder, and any other sound was ruthlessly covered up. It was not until the two of them tried their best to cross the icy sea that the terrifying situation gradually returned to normal.

Even now, whenever Ashe thinks back to that experience, she still feels deeply shocked and scared, as if the dark clouds and the thunderstorm are still ringing in her ears.

The territory of the Lost is so terrifying, and this is before encountering the bear people. Ashe really doesn't know what that big jar is, and whether it is worth Sejuani taking such a risk.

"Want to know Sejuani's plan? I can tell you." The Wild Hunter had long seen that Ashe was absent-minded, and deliberately let the doubts ferment in her mind for a while, until the time was right, he spoke slowly.

"This... can I say that?" There was a hint of hesitation and surprise in Ashe's eyes. She was not sure about the intention behind the Wild Hunt's move.

"What's not allowed?"

"What I mean is, you deliberately arranged for me to see what happened just now, right? Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence." As a leader, Ashe has an extremely sharp mind and is not a naive person.

During this time, through getting along with Kai'Sa, she has gradually realized that the Wild Hunt wanted her to know about Lissandra, not Kai'Sa's original intention. The purpose is to make Lissandra pay attention to her and promote the expedition.

However, it is not entirely true to say that the Wild Hunt was harming her. Although the Wild Hunt told the truth, which led to Lissandra taking direct action, she was originally the focus of Lissandra's attention. Even if the Wild Hunt did not say anything, Lissandra would have taken action against her sooner or later.

To be precise, the Wild Hunt should have used her, but this was normal, otherwise why would they help her? The Wild Hunt had solved all the thorny problems she couldn't solve. Although they had been led by the nose, they had helped her a lot overall.

"Yes. It was not a coincidence, but something I did on purpose." The Wild Hunter admitted this frankly.

"I want to know what you want?"

"People will pursue beautiful things and take them for themselves, and I am the same, just doing what I want to do." The Wild Hunt paused slightly and asked, "What plans do you have for the Blood Alliance?"

A blood oath means a husband. When Ashe heard the Wild Hunt ask this, she vaguely realized his purpose but couldn't believe it.

"No, I'm too busy every day to think about that. No matter which big tribe I choose my husband from, it will anger the other tribes, and the bloody battles that will follow will only cause the alliance I worked so hard to build to collapse."

"What is worrying is the scarcity of wealth and the inequality of distribution. In this case, forget about the blood alliance and become my follower." The Wild Hunter said bluntly.

"This..." Ashe suspected that she had heard wrongly. She didn't expect that the Wild Hunt really came to her for this purpose. But it's good to speak frankly. Suspicion is tiring.Mei has no Lin, no Lin, no Kongyong, no Lin, no Yong...

Speaking of favorable impressions, Ashe still had some favorable impressions towards the mysterious but generous Wild Hunt, but before that she didn't regard him as a man... or even as a human being, and suddenly this happened, and she was completely at a loss.

No matter what, Ashe is still a war mother. In her traditional concept, women are the ones who are in charge. Asking her to be someone else's concubine is undoubtedly a huge challenge to the moral concepts she has followed for a long time, and she subconsciously wants to refuse.

"I am truly sorry, but I cannot accept your kindness. As the Warmother of Avarosa, I shoulder the fate of the entire tribe. The well-being of my people is the criterion for all my actions, so I can only let you down."

"Don't rush to refuse. I'm just extending an olive branch. I don't mean to ask you to give an answer immediately. You can treat it as an ordinary pursuit. I don't mind sharing intelligence and power with you, and I don't mean to ask you to return it. But I believe in your character and you won't let me lose this investment."

There was a slight smile in the Wild Hunt's voice, as well as a kind of confidence that seemed to see through the essence of things. His words made Ashe feel uneasy. In her eyes, the Wild Hunt was a god-like existence, and being favored by a god was not ordinary at all.

"In addition, there is one more thing I must solemnly declare. Ashe, becoming my follower will not hinder your ambitions in any way. On the contrary, it will add a lot of help to you. I know you don't want to fight to the death with Sejuani, and you know how to achieve an outcome that satisfies everyone. You might as well regard this relationship as a kind of cooperation, but with more physical exchanges."

"Finally, I'll tell you one thing in secret. In fact, Lissandra is also on my list, and I will never allow my followers to kill each other, just like when I saved Portier from Sephy's mouth before..."

The Wild Hunt didn't finish his words, but Ashe understood what he meant.

Since he also has feelings for Lissandra, as long as she agrees to become his follower, he will help mediate and ensure her safety. She and Lissandra don't have to be enemies. It's not impossible for the Avarosans and the Frostguard Fortress to coexist peacefully? Even with Sejuani, there seems to be an opportunity for reconciliation...

If the three forces could really cease fighting, wouldn't this be the peaceful scene she had always dreamed of?

So, without so much pain and sacrifice, she could take a shortcut to peace at a small price?

But then again, can the Wild Hunt really make a figure like Lissandra humble herself and become his follower?

Chapter 260: Orne’s Great Urn

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"I'm sorry to spoil your fun. Please allow me some time to think about it."

Ashe held her longbow tightly, using the cold of the True Ice to keep herself sane and not be dazzled by the promise of the Wild Hunt.

Words are not enough, and it is hard to convince people with just a few words. Even if she is an emotional person, as a ruler, it is safest to not release the eagle until the rabbit is seen.

"It's okay, just talk it out." The Wild Hunter smiled. Based on his understanding of Ashe, she would be able to convince herself after a while.

This woman is actually very opinionated, and traditional concepts are unlikely to influence her choices.

"By the way, I haven't told you Sejuani's plan yet. But I can't guarantee it's 100% correct, so just treat it as a story."

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago... Oh, not long ago. It happened a while ago, so it's normal that you haven't heard of it." The Wild Hunt made a joke, coughed twice and said seriously: "Ahem, it all started with Lissandra..."

Lissandra has long been trying to delay the time for the Watcher to be unsealed. She racked her brains, tried various methods, and finally placed all her hopes on a magical item called Frozen Heart.

The Heart of Frost is a rare treasure bestowed by the Ice Phoenix Anivia to the Snowman tribe.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Yeti tribe was extremely ferocious, comparable to the most brutal beasts in the world. Even among the same tribe, they would often fight to the death for territory, without any friendship at all.

However, the gears of fate turned quietly one day. After a fierce fight, a pair of snowmen did not kill each other as usual, but made an unexpected move - they shook hands and made peace.

This scene full of warmth and miracles happened to be seen by the Ice Phoenix Anivia. Anivia was touched by this rare scene and generously gave her heart.

Since then, the Yeti tribe has gained wisdom and the mysterious power to generate true ice and repair. Their appearance has also changed wonderfully, from the original ferocious appearance to a furry and cute shape with four hands.

The magic snowmen created a city and lived in peace with humans, which was extremely prosperous for a time. Later, they participated in the war against the monitors as allies.

However, the friendly yeti tribe was cruelly sacrificed by Lissandra, turning into True Frozen to seal the Watchers under the Howling Abyss. Those yetis who did not participate in the war also returned to their original ferocious and crazy appearance due to the loss of magic.

There is only one exception. Because it is responsible for keeping the Frost Heart, it is lucky enough to retain its sanity. This guardian is named Willump.

After so many years that people almost forgot about time, Willump met the best partner in his life - a little boy from the Notai clan named Nunu.

The two hit it off right away, as if destined to embark on an adventure together. Together, they set out on a difficult journey to find Nunu's missing mother.

On the way to Fengyi Mountain, they encountered a huge obstacle. The destination was surrounded by a powerful and terrifying blizzard. The raging snow and wind seemed to be an insurmountable chasm, blocking their progress. No matter how they tried, they could not break through this barrier.

Just when they felt desperate, Freljord's legendary hero Braum appeared. Braum was also a child king. He told Nunu that as long as he made a pot of "hero stew" to fill his stomach, he would be able to lead Nunu through the blockade of the blizzard.

Nunu grew up listening to the legendary stories of Braum. He worships this great hero so much that he talks about him every other sentence and implements Braum's suggestions with 200% enthusiasm.

So, Braum was responsible for going out hunting to find the ingredients needed for the stew, while Nunu took on the task of finding a cooking pot.

Nunu walked up the mountain path, and on the way he found an enormous shovel.

Curiosity drove him to reach out and touch the shovel. In an instant, a strange light flashed, and he was transported to a mysterious place full of boiling magma. There, he met a huge goat that breathed fire.

It turned out that Nunu was accidentally teleported to the legendary Hearthland, and the giant goat in front of him was none other than Ornn, the god of forging. Nunu suddenly had an idea and asked Ornn to help him build a big pot for stewing.

But Ornn had vowed a long time ago that he would no longer work for others easily. Before that, the three sisters had asked Ornn to dig out the Howling Abyss for them, and Ornn regretted it deeply afterwards.

In order to prevent something like this from happening again, he deliberately threw his fork to the east and his shovel to the north, leaving only the hammer to continue doing his favorite handicraft.

However, when Ornn saw that Willump was carrying the Frozen Heart, considering his friendship with his sister Anivia, he decided to give her a favor and agreed to make a pot for Nunu and Willump.

After all, Ornn is the god of forging, and the pot he forged, no matter how casually, is an extraordinary artifact. It is said that a sip of the soup in the pot can help people survive the change of seasons without having to worry about going hungry.

After Braum and Nunu had a full meal from the pot, Ornn took the pot back. Since then, Ornn occasionally took in some displaced poor people, feeding them with the broth in the big jar, giving these people in distress a glimmer of warmth and hope.There is no plum blossom in the forest, no sky, no forest, no sky......