"Mihira!! Mihira !! ”

Sitting up from the bed suddenly, Ziram burst into tears, obviously not knowing why he was sad and crying, but the man's tears could not be stopped.

He seemed to dream of the woman he didn't dare to dream of, and wanted to recall the beauty of the dream, but the man found that the more he remembered that woman, the more sad his heart became.

“…… Woowoo woo ......"

The crying middle-aged man was like a half-grown child who had lost something dear, his fists were clenched, his knuckles were white, and his unwilling roar was suppressed in his heart-rending lungs, but he didn't dare to cry loudly, for fear of affecting the two sleeping daughters upstairs.

The man didn't know that when he was crying silently, his two daughters also woke up, their faces pale and ugly.

"Sister......

"Sister ......"

The two girls looked directly at each other and saw the tears glint in the corners of their sisters' eyes.

"Sister, why are you crying?"

"Sister, I'm so sad, really sad, I don't know, I just want to cry......"

"Me too, I've never felt like this, it's like ...... It's like losing something precious. ”

According to her heart, Misha, who was at a loss, tried to wipe away her tears, but soon found that such an act was just futile, and her stubborn behavior made her cry instead.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Sister, don't let Dad hear, he, he's going to be sad......"

Sheena, who was silently crying, hugged her sister, and her sister hugged her sister again, comforting each other in grief.

On this night, three people lost sleep completely, immersed in unspeakable grief.

On this night, there was a person standing next to the map, staring at a magnificent divine peak in the west of the Shurima Continent, his eyes were cold and serious, and he thought for a long time, the man sighed, and the candle flame gradually went out.

Above the starry sky, a bright meteor streaked by, glanced indifferently at the land of runes, and then returned to the constellation in the blink of an eye, still high above.

……

The sun rises as usual.

The endless Urus Mountains, heavy snowfall, dragons and birds dancing on their wings.

More than a dozen trolls entrenched in the warm cave roasting the bonfire, in the cave mouth dancing legs of the [mallet] beautiful dance, the half-baked yak leg on the stick from the flames, beautifully open the front teeth into the mouth, bite down the blood, but let the troll's yellow teeth happily exposed.

A group of Freljords, eager to plunder in the south, ran around the helpless Snow Antelope, and after the Snow Gazelle was cornered, they took innocent lives with their spears and happily carried half a day's food back to the humble camp.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of snow wolves passed through the snow curtain, grinning wolf teeth to threaten a white bear more than two meters tall in the distance, which was feeding on snow deer.

After the attack, the wolves could no longer endure the hunger, and swarmed up and attacked the white bear in a frenzy.

The white bear had to let go of its foul mouth, and the heavy bear paw slapped on the snow wolf's head, making the brains of the two snow wolves that could not be avoided burst out, but let the other snow wolves achieve their goal, taking away less than half of the remaining snow deer carcasses, and the successful snow wolf quickly escaped with its tail between its legs in the angry roar of the white bear, and a battle for food ended quickly like lightning, and the half-full white bear roared a few times, and turned around and left sullenly.

In this vast snowy peak, a lonely figure looms in the wind and snow, passing through one continuous curtain of snow covering the sky, passing by the happy and happy troll cave, avoiding the Freljord barbarians who are getting farther and farther on the road of plundering, bypassing the foraging snow wolf and the angry white bear, and continuing up the ridge, climbing higher and higher, almost to the top of the mountain.

His path is unlike any other creature.

In the middle of the wind, the strong snow wind on both sides of his body whistled, and the wandering mage's staggering and determined steps were just about to step into the knee-deep snow, and the magical arcane magic instantly flattened the snow, turning the man's feet into thick and flat hard ground, avoiding the bad end of falling from the edge of the cliff.

The chain is a chain and a chain is a >

The wind and snow can't stop the footsteps of the figure, but it still oppresses the path of the forwarder with his violent natural will,

The position of the ridge has shrunk from a few tens of meters to a few meters, and on both sides are steep and precipitous ice cliffs, for ordinary climbers, walking through such a road is tantamount to actively stepping into death, but the figure along the way never stops, until the suddenly strengthened cold wind blows off the hood, and the flying snowflakes scrape on the face like countless boning sharp knives.

More than ten years of searching for the ruthless knife marks that have not brought any years, the purple-blue skin has long been alienated by the magic brought by the runes, turned into immortal will and cold determination, for the owner of the hood, any obstacle is just a driving force to make the determination to move forward more condensed.

Facing the wind and snow, the wandering mage with a large leather backpack looked at the end of the steep road, the higher road to heaven was the last dangerous peak in the Urus Mountains that was difficult to climb, as long as he climbed the last dangerous peak, he could see the green plain to the south of the mountain range, leaving this cold hell with countless bones.

In order to save time, he chose to take a path that no one else could take.

"I heard that Demacia's forbidden magic stone has the magical effect of disrupting the magic element and isolating the flow of magic power, perhaps, such a magical power is related to the world runes, I should go and see, maybe there is something to gain."

Covering the hood again, in order to prevent the excessive mountain wind from tearing the lanyard in his back pocket, the wandering mage directly turned on the arcane shield, isolated the strong wind from the shield, and took the first step to climb another dangerous peak, and slowly walked forward on the ice cliff.

His footsteps will never stop until his tired body has completely collapsed.

……

As soon as dawn came, thousands of people gathered around each other, and in curiosity and laughter, they passed the inspection of the Black Iron Guard, and entered the inner city within the outer city, and came to the four ringed trapezoidal entrances of the great building.

It took eight years to quickly form the great building called the [Gladiatorial Arena] by the lord with the participation of the black rose earth mage, covering an area of 20,000 square meters, with a circumference of 535 meters, and can accommodate 100,000 spectators at the same time.

The auditorium is divided into two types, the open-air auditorium stone steps are less than half a meter apart from each other, belonging to the ordinary people's place to watch the battle, and the closed auditorium above is designed for the rich and some nobles who like all kinds of extravagant games to watch the battle, in addition to the bed and low cabinet, the closed room is equipped with a single-sided magic mirror, which can look from the inside out, but can block the jealous eyes of the outside world.

Above everyone, the most noble and unique high platform seat belonged only to the ruler of the Emerald Realm, and it was the best place to see the entire gladiatorial arena, and it was also the only place with an independent escape channel. chaptere