Monster Hunter from League of Legends

Although Serilda and Avarosa disagreed, believing that humans would be enslaved, Lissandra didn't care - the material realm is ultimately the domain of material creatures. If you, a bunch of outsiders, can help me, I'm willing to support you. If not, I'll just take advantage of my power for free and send you back.

But when the Void Lords were about to descend, Lissandra suddenly realized that she and her sisters had been too naive, thinking that these creatures would at most rule the Freljord and enslave the creatures there. In reality, the Void Lords' purpose was not to rule the world, but to destroy the entire material realm.

Because the void is inherently peaceful, it's only through contact with the material realm that chaos and thoughts arise. To restore peace, the sole purpose of these conscious "Void Watchers" is to destroy the material realm, freeing the void from interference and returning it to tranquility.

Because at most they had attracted a big bad wolf. But after a closer look, it turned out that it was not a big bad wolf, but the King of the West.

"I think you guys in Runeterra are in need of Tutu!"

Finally, a great war broke out between Freljord and the Void, a battle that forced not only the Ice Sisters and humans, but even many primitive demigods from Runeterra to lend a hand.

At the crucial moment, as the Void Watchers were about to burst into the material realm, Lissandra drained the magic from all nearby allies and Iceborn—including her two sisters—and sealed the Void Watchers with the ever-unmelting True Ice magic at the border between the Void and the material realm.

But Lissandra didn't rest for long. She soon discovered that even the might of True Ice wasn't enough. The monsters frozen between the void and matter were merely dormant, their very presence tainting the surrounding True Ice, transforming it into something darker.

Although their physical bodies were sealed, their spirits remained active and could easily wander into Lissandra's dreams, allowing Lissandra to master the same ability, that is, to enter the dreams of everyone in the Freljord.

In her dreams, Lissandra studied with the Void Watchers, pledging them eternal loyalty. But each time, she woke in fear, then worked overtime to collect True Ice and strengthen the seal.

Because of her experience of being bewitched and deceived by the Void, Lissandra was unwilling to trust anyone. Together with her followers, she destroyed all the information and history about the Void War, deciding to fight alone and silently.

In order to ensure that things about the Void will never be known to outsiders, not to mention other people, even Lissandra's own followers have their souls taken away by Lissandra. This is one of the reasons why every Ice Priest is loyal to Lissandra.

"Others may not know this, but you certainly know that True Ice is not forever."

Faan's words made Lissandra's whole body tense up. The magic balance car stopped spinning and stood still, staring at Faan.

Her voice filled with indifference, Lissandra demanded, "What do you want to say? What do you know?"

"I know a lot, but we can talk slowly." Faan was not affected by Lissandra, but said:

"The ram's primordial fire can melt the True Ice and shape it. Similarly, the Void Watchers can corrupt the True Ice. However, the True Ice in the material realm is limited. If Anivia is not resurrected, it is only a matter of time before the Void Watchers break free and enter the Freljord."

"And this time, there won't be that many demigods in the Freljord who can help you."

After hearing what Faan said, Lissandra fell silent.

Just as Faan said, there are not so many demigods in Freljord nowadays... Even among those who are still alive, except for neutral beings like Ornn the Ram who are indifferent to everything, most of the others are suffering from the poison of faith.

Not to mention helping me, if they really have the chance, they will attack me the first time they have the chance... or in other words, seek revenge.

"Cooperate!"

"...Cooperation?" Lissandra narrowed her eyes and said noncommittally.

"How can we cooperate? I know nothing about you, and you know so much. I don't think any cooperation can be based on such distrust."

"Then don't bother me." Fane said bluntly, "What you've done over the past few thousand years has proven that your methods are ineffective in curbing the spread of the void."

"It's even aiding the enemy."

"Impossible!" Lissandra denied it vehemently, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"It's true that I trusted those monsters, but I will never aid the enemy!"

"Then what are those corrupted True Ices?"

20. Magical Boar

Listening to Lissandra's intense reaction, Fane felt that the noise was a bit too noisy.

As expected of someone called the Screaming Woman in the bar, her screams were different. While not as shrill as in the game where she would unleash a skill, it was still quite scary at first.

But no matter how big the reaction is, doesn’t Fan know about it even if others don’t know it?

"Let's put aside for now whether you're aiding the enemy or not. After all, everyone has different perspectives, and I respect you." Fine said:

"But you gave up all your efforts to protect the situation. The only thing you did was delay the arrival of the Void, turning destruction into a stalemate, correct?"

"……Um."

Lissandra nodded noncommittally.

"That's all," said Fane.

"You don't have enough True Ice anymore. Anivia hasn't revived yet, so there's nothing you can do. Just let go and at least stop interfering with my hunting."

Regarding Lissandra's handling of the Void, Farn didn't want to comment too much. Farn's thoughts were pure: there must be plenty of powerful prey in the Void, right?

After hearing what Faan said, Lissandra was silent for a moment and then shook her head and said:

"This is a deadlock I created myself. I can't just ignore it... I won't stop you, but I will watch you."

Lissandra said coldly, "Don't be bewitched by the Void. If you are bewitched by the Void, I will immediately wipe you out of this icy plain!"

"I know, I know. Go play somewhere else and don't disturb me while I'm hunting!"

"..."

Looking at Faan's indifferent expression, Lissandra nodded after a brief silence. Then the ice priest's skin gradually returned to its original color, and he fell unconscious on the snow and fell into a coma.

Looking at the unconscious Frost Priest, Fane didn't take it to heart. Because the Frost Priest's soul had long been taken away by Lissandra, and with the ice magic given to them by Lissandra, they would not freeze to death even in the harsh environment of Freljord.

Without being disturbed by others, Faan could finally be a happy swordsman.

They didn't actually use the Frost Priest corpses to build nests—mainly because they were disgusting. Their intestines and internal organs were all over the ground. It wasn't summer in the Freljord yet, and the Frost Priests, after death, lost the protection of their icy magic. Their bodies were quickly frozen to the ground, and anyone trying to use them would have to pick them off piece by piece.

Given Fane's ability, there was no need for him to make himself so embarrassed just to make a nest.

Standing atop the mountain, Faan inhaled sharply, taking in the wildness of the icy plains. The male Rathalos's keen sense of smell allowed Faan to detect most nearby life through scent. Even if he couldn't pinpoint the location, he could still determine its path and direction through the pheromones in the air.

With this ability, Fane doesn't even need the guidance of a guide insect when performing hunting missions. He can determine the location and escape direction of the prey just by breathing freely.

After determining a direction, Fane opened his eyes, then put the Flying Dragon Sword into the scabbard on the back of his armor, took out a smooth one-handed shield, threw it, jumped, and then quickly slashed down the mountain.

Soon, a group of foraging wild boars came into Faan's sight. Hearing the sound of skiing, the boars looked up. Seeing Faan approaching quickly, they didn't flee. Instead, they turned their heads toward him fiercely. Their four sharp tusks and cheekbones sprouting spikes gave them an undeniably ferocious look.

The skin is dark brown and covered with thick fur. The most noticeable thing, apart from the sharp spines growing on the face, is the sharp spines that run down the spine like a porcupine.

Hunting boars, one of the Freljord's unique creatures, are omnivorous. Their thick fur effectively keeps them warm and reduces heat dissipation, making them a favorite prey of Freljord hunters. However, because they often move in groups, they are also the most lethal wild animal in the Freljord, second only to the Frostfang Snow Wolf.

Aiming at Faan, these wild boars lowered their heads, rubbed their front hooves like bulls, and then rushed towards Faan collectively with a snorting sound.

Seeing this, Faan's eyes lit up with excitement. Without saying anything, he grabbed the Flying Dragon Blade and slid rapidly towards the boar. As he approached, he exerted force with his legs, and the shield beneath his feet suddenly flew up, as if it had understood Faan's command.

In mid-air, Fane turned to one side at the moment of the strike, and the Flying Dragon Sword in his hand turned into a swift white light along with Fane's movement, slashing through the two largest wild boars. The air blade spun wildly - blood splattered. Before landing, Fane had directly retracted the shield into the system warehouse. When he fell to the ground, his straight legs sank down, and the high-speed friction left two deep snow marks on the snow.

With the death of their relatives, the hunting boars not only did not flee, but instead let out even more intense nasal and throat-blistering grunts. Seeing the boars' reactions, Faan's eyes were filled with surprise.

To be honest, he was already prepared for the wild boars to scatter like birds and beasts after the death of their leader, and then he would chase them with a grappling hook.

I've put my shield in my backpack to avoid getting stuck on the slope. But it seems like the Freljord is incredibly aggressive, whether it's people or animals.

Wild boars charged toward him, a pale blue light emanating from one of them. Faan didn't dodge, thrusting his sword forward. The blade sank into the silhouetted boar's skull, piercing through the meter-long animal without a trace of resistance. He slashed upward, splitting the corpse in two.

The raised blade drew an arc in the air, leaped back and slashed to the side. Instantly, another wild boar that attempted to attack Faan was killed on the spot.

But just then, a sudden gust of cold wind blew, and from Faan's blind spot, a wild boar, covered in icy light, burst forth, enveloped in snow and wind. Unlike other hunting boars, this one's tusks and mane were festooned with icy blue frost. Accompanied by a high-pitched grunt, surging magic energy clung to its silhouetted fur like a small tank barreling down the road.

Magical wild boar? Noticing this, Faan's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

However, Fane didn't show any mercy. On the contrary, the moment the magical boar approached Fane, Fane, unable to swing his sword in defense due to his posture, stretched out his right hand and grasped the boar's sharp and cold tusks.

A slight chill came over him, but the cold wind that was enough to freeze a person blew on Faan's body. Before it could take effect, it was reduced to a harmless cool breeze by the ice-resistant beads.

He suddenly pulled the pig's head in front of him and raised his head high - the iron head of the crown dragon moved.

boom! ! !

A simple headbutt landed, and the wild boar's forehead cracked with a teeth-grinding sound the moment it collided with Fane's head.

The head exploded, perhaps because the pig's brain was smaller, otherwise it would have burst out of the body by now. He was still wearing a helmet, and the Fire Dragon Helmet, covered in phosphorus armor and hard horns, was like an angular hammer, shattering the boar's skull and flesh with it!

21

As the wild boar that had awakened its magical power was killed by a headbutt, the entry, [Deterrence of the Great Ferocious Jackal Dragon] was activated, and invisible pressure spread in all directions. The wild boars that were originally fearless of death were stunned in place at first, and after a moment, a hint of fear appeared in their eyes, and then one after another rushed away from Faan.

Watching the remaining wild boars fleeing, Fane calmly took out a piece of paper from the system warehouse and wiped the blood off his head.

Aura-type items like the Deterrence of the Great Fierce Jackal Dragon will continue to be effective even if they are not triggered. Although they can be turned off, Faan does not intend to turn them off because it can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

For example, some extremely aggressive small animals, as well as mosquitoes, insects, flies and the like will be deterred and dare not approach.

But judging from the current situation, it seems that it is useless in Freljord... Take the temperature in Freljord, even in the summer here, it is not an environment where mosquitoes can survive.

Taking out his hunting dagger, Fane prepared to dissect the wild boar.

This also made Fane feel a little emotional - in Monster Hunter World, if you do not get the approval of the union, then even if you defeat the dragon beast, you cannot kill it at will. Instead, after completing the collection of materials and recording of information, you must release it to a safe place to allow it to return to nature.

It's not that all Hunter Guilds are extreme animal conservationists, but rather that large dragon beasts are closely linked to the local ecology. This is especially true for regional dominant high-niche monsters, which often play an irreplaceable and important role in the food chain.

Like the Corpse Hazak, it carries the entire New World's metabolism and energy cycle. If it truly dies, the entire New World's ecological cycle will be rapidly unbalanced in a short period of time.

Although they are hunters, they actually respect the natural environment very much and will not hunt continuously for the sake of momentary pleasure.

Even now, after hunting down the part of the tribe's survival supplies that Sejuani was responsible for, Fane looked at the remaining piglets and did not kill them all but let them escape and reproduce.

As for helping Sejuani solve these problems...what's wrong with being a good wife? It's not for nothing. Anyway, Fane is already looking forward to how to spend the wonderful nights in the next few days.

Come to think of it, Monster Hunter women's gear also includes stockings and brides, right? I need to find a way to get a few more sets... Well, there's some in Noxus next door too, so if I can run into a Noxian, I'll have to find a way to get some.

As we all know, stockings are consumables.

Hey hey hey.

In Faan's hands, the seemingly ordinary hunting knife felt incredibly deft. The wild boar's flesh was obviously tougher than that of ordinary animals, but in Faan's hands, it was as soft as a sheet of white paper. He shaved it with ease in a matter of seconds. In just two or three minutes, Faan had shaved off all the flesh from the wild boar, which measured 1.3 meters long and weighed over 300 kilograms, leaving only the bare bones on the ground.

In ancient times, there was the butcher Ding who butchered an ox, and today there is Fanen who butchers a pig.

I can only say that the [Slutty Bird Gets] entry is truly amazing. Before acquiring this entry, even shaving the meat along the bones, let alone dismembering a wild boar, required considerable effort. Now, even the boar's spine can be shaved cleanly, leaving not a single scrap of meat behind—even the cartilage and spinal cord can be shaved off bit by bit, following the grain!

If this entry had been in Zhen Guanxi back then, how could Lu Da have had the opportunity to cause trouble?

Also, Sao Bird's hands are really useful. Not only for gathering resources and dissecting prey, but also for doing handicrafts.

And more importantly, when Faan was arm wrestling with Sejuani, these magic hands could allow him to make Sejuani sweat profusely and exhausted while reading the CD, leaving her with no time to recover.

The pigs are not very big. Firstly, they are not domestic pigs. Secondly, these wild boars have just survived the blizzard season and have been hungry for several months, so they are now out looking for food.

The fact that they are still so heavy now shows that they are one of the more powerful groups in the lower ecological niche of Freljord.

According to the Hunter Guild, ecological niches are divided into upper, middle, and lower levels. Lower-level creatures are the most numerous, such as small creatures like Herbivorous Dragons, Crested Dragons, and Wild Boars. Intermediate-level creatures include the Great Fierce Jackal Dragons, Flying Birds, Flame Thief Dragons, and Mudfish Dragons. And upper-level creatures include the Fire Dragons and Wind Dragons.

Further up are ancient dragons, taboos, and other ancient creatures that mostly exist only in legends.

Three wild boars were dissected in succession, and it was only when it came to the last wild boar that it was the turn of the one that could use magic.

The dissection process was no different from that of other wild boars, but as a professional hunter, Fane still discovered that there were some extra things in the body of this magical wild boar.

I don't know him, but that doesn't matter. Fann immediately demonstrated his academic spirit and professionalism as a professional hunter, and conducted scientific research that required a very high level of knowledge for a hunter.

After pretending to look at it for a few times, he silently said "identification" in his heart.

Name: Wild Boar Spirit Gem

Rarity: 3

Effect: The Boar Spirit, the magical crystallization of the Freljord's wrath, is a precious spiritual object that is loved and needed by the Spirit Walkers.

Note: Evolution points are detected. Do you want to collect samples?

"Yes."

A moment later, the evolution points in Fane's system panel increased by thirty-eight points.

This made Fane very happy, because killing these wild boars would give him thirteen evolution points, and this gem directly provided thirty-eight points.

It now seems that hunting unique creatures that have mastered magical elements provides more evolution points than simply indiscriminate hunting.

As for the so-called wild boar spirit... Fan didn't care much about it.

He is one of the few remaining primitive demigods of the Freljord, on par with Ornn and Volibear. In the card game Legends of Runeterra, he is revered as the "Wrath of the Freljord." He is a massive boar, tens of meters tall, with five or six pairs of eyes, blue-white fur, and icy blue tusks and sharp horns.

The concept associated with it is revenge.

Although the boar he hunted had awakened the frost magic of the Wrath of the Freljord, similar animals were rare throughout the Freljord, but if one were to search diligently, they would be countless. Faan wasn't worried about incurring the Wrath of the Freljord's vengeance and hunting him down—because he had so many sons. If one died, revenge would be unstoppable.

The entry [Male Rathalos Essence] requires 50 evolution points to upgrade. I originally thought I'd need to hunt for a while, but I ended up finding an SSR right away and graduated straight away.

After clicking the upgrade button, Faan felt an immense heat build up within him. The armor covering him began to melt. Even the flying dragon sword on his back melted into his flesh. As the armor and weapon melted, Faan's skin also began to melt, fusing with the fire dragon material of the armor, becoming one flesh and blood...

From the outside, Fane looked no different from the dragon-human form he had in his previous battle with Kojiya. But after enduring for a moment, Fane felt an itchy and tight sensation on his back, followed by a roar—Hua La La!