Chapter 31: The Heart of the Race
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For hundreds of years, a certain icy mountain peak has been a test for the weak, and these feared glacial lands are the graves of the weak. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
However, it is also a cradle that can make more strong people become heroes.
And here the story of a certain hero begins.
His strength and tenacity continued to grow, and with it his storied story.
In the world of League of Legends, his legendary feats inspire everyone, from the poorest peasants to vicious invaders.
He was ready to take his shield back to the battlefield, knowing that he had the reverence and hope of his people.
In the small dark room in the corner, except for the fireplace not far away, the light in one area was slightly fluttering with the flame of the candles on the log table.
A kind-looking and kind old grandmother is sitting on the edge of the bed at the moment, staring at her lovely granddaughter lying on the bed very gently.
"Grandma, tell me a bedtime story."
The lovely granddaughter took her grandmother's wrist at this time and pleaded with her big watery eyes.
Outside the window, there was a biting cold wind and a sky full of snow.
"Which one do you want to hear? How about the story of the Ice Witch? β
The old grandmother said slowly with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
When the granddaughter heard this, she immediately got into the crook of her grandmother's arm, leaned in front of the latter, and said, "The story of the Ice Witch is terrible, I think his story." β
"Ahh XX? β
Grandma smiled and continued, "There are so many stories about him, my grandma used to tell me the story of how he defeated the dragon and protected our village!" Or it tells the story of how long ago, when he was able to ride the great currents of lava. Oh yes! And one more time"
The old grandmother's voice paused, then she slowly put her finger to her lips, lowered her voice and whispered to the granddaughter in her arms, "Why don't I tell you the story of how he got his shield." β
"Okay!"
The little girl snuggled up to her grandmother happily and said.
The sparks in the fireplace rattled and blocked the cold from the window and door.
"At that time, he spent almost most of his time on his own farm, taking care of his sheep, he was a kind and kind person, and he always had a smile on his face."
"One day, something bad happened: a boy of your age, he climbed the mountain, found a cave on the hillside, the entrance to the cave was blocked by a huge rock inlaid with ice fragments, and when the boy opened the door, to his disbelief, there was gold and jewels on the opposite side of the cave, and the treasures are precious beyond your imagination."
"However, the cave is actually a trap, and the Ice Witch has cast a terrible curse in this cave. When the boy stepped into the cave, the door with the spell closed in an instant, locking him in a moment, and when he found out, he couldn't get out. β
After a while, a passing shepherd heard the boy's cry for help, and called for all the people in the village to come and help, but not even the strongest warrior could open the door, and the cry of the boy's mother echoed throughout the valley. Just when everyone felt hopeless. β
At this moment, to everyone's surprise, they heard laughter in the distance.
"I bet it's his laughter!"
The little granddaughter shouted first.
"You are so clever, he heard the cry, and strode down the hillside, and the villagers told him what had happened, and when he heard this, he smiled and nodded, and then turned to the cave, and he tried to push and pull and knock on the stone door, and tried to pry it open through the crack in the door, but the door remained motionless."
The old woman shook her head and smiled.
"But isn't he the strongest?"
The little girl asked with a puzzled look in her eyes.
"It's so puzzling."
Her grandmother went on to say approvingly:
"For four days and four nights, Bronn sat on a big rock and thought of a solution, after all, a child's life was in danger."
"When the sun rose on the fifth day, his eyes widened at the thought of something, and a big smile appeared on his face, and he said that if I can't get in through this door, then I'll go in somewhere else."
The little girl had an idea, and her eyes widened and she shouted:
"The mountain!"
"That's right, he ran to the top of the mountain, and then hit the snow stones vertically with his fist, and again and again, and the fine stones flew everywhere."
The villagers held their breath as the rocks around the gate collapsed, and when the dust fell, they saw Bronn standing in the middle of the treasure with the weak, skinny boy in the crook of his arm.
"I knew he could do it!"
"But, before they could celebrate, all the glacial earth around them began to shake, and his excavation left the top of the mountain without support, and now the top of the mountain began to collapse, and in the process of fleeing, he grabbed the stone gate with the spell cast, and held him to his chest, like a shield to protect the villagers behind him."
"When it was all over, he was shocked to find that it wasn't just an ordinary door, it was special."
"From this moment on, this magical shield never left his side again."
After hearing this, the little girl sat up and said excitedly:
"Grandma, tell someone more story about Bron."
"Tomorrow, you should go to bed now, and there are many stories about Bron, which will be told to you slowly later."
Grandma said with a smile, then kissed the little girl on the forehead, then blew out the candle and slowly closed the door.
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A large area of cyan golden light spread out in the master room, and in the blink of an eye, a figure turned from blurry to condensed in front of Shen Nian.
An explosive strong muscle, shirtless and muscular upper body covered with thick blue lines, at this moment entwined with wisps of thin ice mist, his body was like a hard black stone carving.
A huge belt was worn between the waist and abdomen, the smooth and hairless head looked extremely domineering, the heroic red eyebrows were the same color as the one, and the two beards that ran along the cheeks like long hair.
And the most symbolic weapon: the sheep's head iron shield.
When Shen Nian looked at this 'giant' standing in front of him as tall as a hill, he felt extremely dumb at the moment, and he didn't know what to say.
After a long while, the giant seemed to have consciousness, and when he suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed, he immediately stared at Shen Nian in front of him.
His eyes were full of vicissitudes and hope.
When the latter was looked at by the other party, he actually had a terrifying feeling that chilled from the bottom of his heart.
In the next second.
"Master."
The giant, who was two heads taller than himself, immediately knelt on his knees and shouted at Shen Nian in a calm and loud tone.
But Shen Nian didn't seem to come back to his senses at the moment, and the whole person froze in place like a chicken.
After a few more seconds, he opened his lips slightly, and said slowly in a voice that only he could hear:
"The Heart of Freljord. Bronn. β