Ash recounts in detail the ethereal intelligence, which is the enemy they will encounter the most.

And the Void Retreat Beast, the Void Marauder and other higher-order Void creatures, she also mentioned it slightly.

Seeing that the fighting spirit of several mothers of war was not high, Ash cheered up and said:

"Although they are strong, we are not weak either, and under our feet is the land left to us by our ancestors, and they will give us strength."

"Ash of Warmothers, we need to know about Noxus' aid to us." Originally, the 2-meter-tall war mother urn spoke angrily.

She is Elana, the warmother of the Frost Tribe, and she values practical things more than those false inspirations.

Ash nodded, and placed a dark blue sword and a dark blue bow on the table, both of which had one thing in common, both inlaid with a magic cube:

"These two weapons are the first batch of funding given to us by Noxus, and they can almost be used by everyone, and they can directly kill the ethereals."

As she spoke, she pulled her sword out of its scabbard and slashed directly at the Void Spirit.

Several War Mothers could clearly see that Ash barely used any force, but he was very silky and cut the void spirit in two.

And the ethereal spirit that was cut in two did not have the tendency to reunite, but another purple qi submerged into the magic cube on the battle knife, and the magic cube was stained with a purple dot.

Seeing the effect of the war knife, the eyes of the war mothers lit up.

But seeing the scene behind, Elana couldn't help but ask a question:

"What's the purple gas in the back?"

"This is also the foundation of our ability to defeat the Void, after killing the Void creatures with this sword or bow, a part of the opponent's energy will be extracted to strengthen our flesh."

This was obviously a good thing, but everyone could see that Ash's face was ugly.

Needless to say, there are a lot of side effects.

"What is the cost? Vitality or Variation? Elanna said calmly.

"The price is to change in the direction of the void, if the willed person has the opportunity to maintain the original form, but also have great power."

Ash's voice paused, and he pursed his lips and said:

"But as long as the will is shaken in the slightest, it will be swallowed by the void, and once it reaches that time, the mechanism set in the war knife will be activated, and the host will be killed directly."

"To put it simply, not being strong is dying." The snow-white-skinned War Mother smiled.

She is the Antoinette of the Snow Fox tribe and is known for her wisdom in Alvarossa.

"So to speak." Ash nodded in agreement.

"Is there anything to think about? Fighting like this is a dead end. Take the sword, and there is still hope to live. The corners of Elana's mouth turned up, not paying the slightest attention.

As for the problem with the weapon that blamed Noxus, none of the people present thought about it.

It is already a great affection for others to help them receive the old and young women and children of the tribe.

At the beginning, they themselves chose not to retreat, and did not even accept Noxus' request to send troops.

Now that others are willing to give such a good thing, it is already a favor that they cannot repay.

That's it, what's not to be satisfied with?

"The Iron Frost Tribe is willing to equip all of them with Noxus weapons." Elana was the first to take a stand.

"Snow Fox Tribe, willing to accept it." Antoinette did not hesitate either.

"Ice Crocodile Tribe, agree!"

"War Tiger Tribe, agree!"

“......”

The rest of the mothers also expressed their agreement.

At this point, there's no point in being picky.

In other words, this batch of Noxus aid is their only hope.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Ash also pursed his lips and nodded slightly:

"In that case, Avarosa, change your clothes!"

At the end of the meeting, Ash asked the War Mothers to take their own people to the airship in Noxus to receive the weapons needed by the tribe.

How she did not know the danger of these weapons.

Even, on the side of Noxus, clearly gave detailed data on the advantages and disadvantages of this batch of weapons.

Even a battle-hardened warrior has a 30% chance of losing himself after breaking through the Grandmaster level.

But as long as the will is strong enough, with the physique of the Iceborn, coupled with the will of the Avarosa warriors, there is also hope to give birth to several short-lived demigods.

The lifespan of these demigods will not be very long, and they will not be able to escape the end of losing themselves in the end.

But to hold on to this battle, it is enough.

From the very beginning, there was no way back for them.

"Beneath our feet is the land given to us by our ancestors, and when they faced all this 8,000 years ago, they did not choose to retreat. So here we are..."

Ash looked far north, where the Frostguard Fortress was located.

"Today, how can we easily escape."

The cold wind of Freljord ruffled the silver hair on her forehead, revealing her sapphire eyes full of determination.

......

When Avarosa began to rearm for war.

Manzevi is a mountain range located between Nairzayag and Lakstak.

In the past, this area was known as the place where the gods slumbered.

And not long ago, the Void Army invaded this mountain range forged by thousands of years of ice.

The thunder roared in the sky, and the ground seemed to have been baptized by natural disasters.

The Void Army stagnated here, stopped by the divine power descending from the sky, and was completely powerless to advance half a step.

And in the middle of the mountain range, a sturdy figure hundreds of meters tall slowly stood up, its thick arms outstretched, and it raised its head to the sky and let out a bear roar:

"Follow the old ways and restore Freeljord to what it once was!

”

With this thunderous roar, a naked human being behind him roared at the same time, and there was some kind of energy in his body, and there seemed to be a beast soul possessed behind him, and each of them changed their appearance greatly.

They are the Beast Spirit Walkers of Freljord, guardians who resonate deeply with Freljord.

The fierce beast spirit walkers, led by one of the peak demigods of Freljord, Thunder Roar Filial Piety Voliber, launched an attack on the Void army.

Volibel was once a member of the Old Gods of the North, who had defeated Lisandro with his own hands and made them pay the price of both eyes.

But in the end, under the general trend, he was reluctantly given up and chose to live in seclusion.

When he woke up again, he saw humans and creatures that had become more cowardly.

This was nothing short of what he had hoped for, and he easily got in touch with the Beast Walkers who still believed in the ancient traditions, and came to an ideological consensus.

They want to overturn the order created by the three sisters and return Freljord to the way it was.

But before that, Volibel knew in his heart that he needed to win this war against the Void.

In the beginning, it was the stupidity of the three sisters that attracted these enemies outside the Land of Runeterra.

And what they're doing now is just repeating what they've been doing for 8,000 years.

It's just that this time, as an old god, Volibel doesn't think that he will usher in failure.

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