It turns out that shepherd is not a herding person, but an Ionian identity.

Since ancient times, in the mysterious continent of Ionia, there have always been gods who have conveyed oracles to mortals, and those who can receive oracles are called "apocalypse", and those who have excellent spiritual power are not able to speak or interpret oracles, but can only write them down for others to interpret, and those who can interpret oracles and convey them to the world are shepherds.

There are four Apocalypsees, located in Ionia, in the east, west, north, south, and north, and each side of the Apocalypse is guarded by three shepherds to interpret the oracles of the god of death, wood, and wind.

Whether it is the apocalypse or the shepherd, after death, the gods will choose a new person to replace them, and the chosen person is all twelve years old, so every time a priesthood dies, the children of the entire continent who reach the age of twelve will be verified: the one who looks at several different animals at close range, and can make the animals instinctively fearful, is the chosen one.

A few years ago, the invasion of Noxus had devastated the lives of western Ionia, the Western Apocalypse and two shepherds were killed, and the remaining shepherd was missing, and people thought that he was also killed in battle, so they conducted a selection throughout the territory, and only one apocalypse and two shepherds were selected, and the interpreter of the wind god was never found.

There is no doubt that the shepherd I didn't find was me, or Zhao Xin, I don't know what he had experienced before, but when Zhao Xin woke up, I was already in the gladiatorial arena of Tamu.

I suddenly remembered the duel with the man-eating bear before: it seemed to be the same situation at the time, when I was about to be killed by the man-eating bear, I stared at its hateful eyes, and I saw the same trace of fear, and finally I survived, and now it seems that this ability saved me.

What an amazing thing! Not only did I become Zhao Xin, but I also became the interpreter of the oracle of the god of wind.

It was dusk when I came here, and now that it was getting dark, Buck invited me to stay for the night, and I wasn't in a hurry, and Poppy agreed to come down anyway before he came to me.

We talked a lot later, and when we talked about wrestling, I wondered why I had to wrestle with the ram in search of the water of immortality, and the old man explained to me:

The old man's name is Buck, his actual age is not as old as he seems, but he is a little sloppy, he used to travel in the ice fields of Freljord when he was young, because of his extraordinary strength, he made many friends on the ice fields, and two of them I am more familiar with: the barrel Gulagas and the Berserker patriarch Herris.

Once, when they were exploring the ice field, they found a very large Freljord ram, and they worked hard to subdue it, but they disagreed on the distribution of the sheep, and they all said that they should do the most for themselves.

So Herris suggested, he said that one of the characteristics of the Freljord ram is that they like to wrestle with other creatures, and they can use it to see who lasts the longest and who has contributed the most.

"Herris is a berserker, he's confident in his strength, and even though he can't break me with his wrists, he always makes excuses that it's because his strength is in his legs." Buck remembered the past, and the corners of his mouth kept going up.

"To be fair, we have to rest for a while every time we wrestle with the ram to make sure it recovers, Gulagas was the first to go up, he took a sip of his own spirit, it tasted terrible, probably only he liked it, he only lasted forty numbers and couldn't do it, I remember he rolled on the ground several times before stopping haha."

"Herris is not much better than him, and he was defeated when we counted to the fiftieth number, and he was so angry that he would not give up until he swung an axe to kill the ram, and we persuaded him for a long time to let him lose his temper, this guy is really angry enough."

"I played last, the strength of this sheep was even greater than I imagined, and when I felt that I was about to be unable to hold on, I heard that they were only counting to twenty-six, these two guys must be counting slowly, how could it be so long to count to twenty-six, I was angry and suddenly felt that an inexplicable force was born in my body, and then I actually used this power to push the ram down, it was incredible!"

Buck said with pride on his face, which he felt was the greatest thing he had ever done in his life: "I remember the surprised looks on those two guys very well. ”

In his later years, he met many strong men and reckless men, but he never defeated this ram, which made him more and more eager to find someone who could compete with the ram, so every time he met someone who came to ask for immortal water, he would solve it in this way.

"Are you talking about this sheep?"

"Yes, I named my fellow Baru."

I wondered in my heart, because according to Buck, decades have passed since the incident, and it is already strange that this sheep can live for so long, and there is such a terrifying power, and Buck doesn't know what's going on:

"Balu has shown no signs of weakness all these years, maybe when I die, this guy will still be like this."

Before we knew it, it was the middle of the night, and although it was the height of summer, the summit was still relatively cold, but fortunately, there were a lot of blankets in Buck's house, which was enough for us to keep warm.

As I was about to go to bed, I faintly heard footsteps outside, but I could tell it was not the sound of the wind, because Shadow had taught me these subtle differences, I held the steel gun, and quietly reminded Buck.

Buck picked up the stick and wanted to rush out, but I stopped him, picked up the only small wooden stool in the room, and threw it out of the doorway.

Buck was very angry and whistled, and then there was a commotion outside, it turned out that it was the ram Balu rushing over with the flock, and we also rushed out of the chaos, and under the moonlight, a group of men in black tights were slaughtering the flock.

This group of people are dressed up in the same costume, they are the same size, they are the people of the shadow stream, after seeing us, they immediately changed their target, although it was only for a short time, but there were few sheep left, Balu was also covered in injuries, and the angry Buck brandished a wooden stick and bravely joined the battle.

It seems that I have always held a grudge against me for driving them away that day, so I kept sending people to hinder me, but I didn't expect to chase them here!

Although there was moonlight tonight, they were all dressed in black, and there were shadows everywhere, I couldn't see how many people there were, these people were very agile, and they came and went like shadows with the help of the night, but Buck was not easy to mess with with his crazy strength, and they saw that they couldn't do it for a while, so they changed their strategy, leaving a few people to entangle with Buck, and the rest all ran to me.

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