League of Legends: Queen Ashe, please help

Berg was sitting in the wooden house, with a pile of firewood in the middle emitting a blazing flame. Although the temperature in the wooden house was very high, everyone in the house felt a chill on their backs. Berg thought for a moment and said: "Ni Master Er, is the "Dawn Prophecy" just a legend?"

There was an old man sitting next to Berg, holding an ancient magic wand in his hand, with a messy beard close to his chest, and a tall felt hat on his head. His face was very solemn. This man was the only one in the Ataro tribe. The magician - Archmage Neil, "All the legends in the magic world are obtained by sacrificing life." Master Neil said, although the speaking speed was very slow, but his tone was unwavering.

"What should we do?" As the leader of the Ataro tribe, he did not dare to gamble with the lives of hundreds of tribesmen.

Master Neil stood up and said, "Gather the children of our tribe under the age of 18 and transfer them to the Ashe Tribe. We must allow the bloodline of the Ataro Tribe to continue."

"I'm afraid it's too late...cough cough..." There was a cough outside the wooden house.

After hearing this, Master Berg and Master Neil's eyes were full of surprise. Lingfeng helped the middle-aged man walk into the wooden house. Master Neil hurriedly moved his exclusive chair to let the middle-aged man sit down. Everyone in the wooden house except Berg Everyone looked at Ling Feng and his son with surprised eyes. After all, Neal's status in the tribe was second only to that of Chief Berg. In addition, as a magician, people had never seen Master Neal in the tribe who could deal with a magician. People are so respectful.

"Master...do we really have no way to crack it?" Berg also said very respectfully.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "I once thought that this day would come, but I didn't expect that this day would come so quickly. The only thing that can be done now is to defend the tribe. Letting a group of children move now is a dead end."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, there was a commotion outside. The faces of the people in the wooden house changed. They hurriedly walked out. A little fat man ran over with a pale face: "Master Patriarch, there are monsters! There are monsters..."

Berg squatted down and held the little fat man with one hand and said, "Harris...where is the monster?"

Harris pointed to the Freezing River in horror and said, "There is a huge black claw in the Freezing River, and many fish are dead in it."

Ling Feng also said: "Those fish are filled with black blood!"

"Taylor...scream for people, let's go to the ice-free river to have a look..." Berg acted boldly and neatly and gave the order directly.

"Yes, Mr. Patriarch..." A tall man left directly.

Lingfeng took Berg and the others to the Freezing River. The river beach was densely packed with dead fish. At this time, a harsh whistle sounded from the Ataro tribe. This sound heralded that the tribe was facing a life and death crisis. The tribesmen were ready to fight to the death, and as the sound rang out, the entire tribe started to move.

"Chief...look..." A tribal warrior pointed at the mountain in horror.

"Go back to the tribe quickly..." Berg shouted hurriedly.

Hundreds of beasts poured down from the mountain like a landslide, as if driven by something. Even the usual natural enemies were running side by side at this time. A few wild sheep even killed a ferocious snow tiger. After being knocked to the ground, Snow Tiger lost all his aura as the king of the mountain forest and ran straight down the mountain like a bereaved dog.

When Berg led Ling Feng and others into the tribe, the tribe had already prepared a comprehensive defense. On the outside of the tribe's fence were all strong men holding weapons. Behind the men in fine clothes were women also holding weapons, and inside were all They were some old people with white hair, and the safest place in the center was the children. In the blink of an eye, the Ataro tribe turned into an orderly defensive barrier.

Most people in the tribe didn't know what happened, but looking at the countless panicked beasts, many people became nervous. Berg said: "People, our Ataro tribe, as Avarosa, People, no matter how great the disaster is, we will be protected by Lord Avarosa. Tonight, for the survival of the tribe, we must fight to the death, let our children live, and let the glory of Avarosa be passed down. "

"Ho ho ho ho..." everyone shouted loudly.

"Ling Feng... turns out your father is so powerful! I have never seen the patriarch and Master Neal be so friendly to people." Harris sat down next to Ling Feng, his face filled with envy.

Ling Feng looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and had an indescribable feeling in his heart. If it hadn't been for this man, he would have frozen to death on the ice field. For five years, this man had taught Ling Feng everything he could to fight. Assassination, practicing magic... It seemed that he had become his only spiritual support, but these two words "father" were too heavy. In the past five years, Ling Feng had never called him, and he didn't even know what his name was.

The middle-aged man is extremely cautious about magic. Four years ago, he called Ling Feng to his side and asked Ling Feng if he wanted to become a magician. Ling Feng nodded without hesitation. Ling Feng clearly remembered the middle-aged man that night He stood alone in the heavy snow and thought for a night. The next day, he held a simple ceremony for Ling Feng. Then a magical spiritual path similar to snowflakes suddenly appeared in Ling Feng's body. From then on, Ling Feng became a magician. Although he is the lowest level Black Iron 5 magician, his status is enough to make others jealous.

The middle-aged man with the magic spirit in his body had given many warnings and instructions that it must not be exposed until Ling Feng had enough ability to protect himself. Although he did not reveal any more information to Ling Feng, Ling Feng vaguely understood I felt that the middle-aged man being hunted must have something to do with the magical spiritual path in his body.

"Ling Feng, the night is so strange today!" Harris looked at the sky and said doubtfully.

Ling Feng raised his head and looked at the sky. It would have been dark at this time normally, but today the whole sky seemed to be stained with blood. The sky in the north was even redder, and the full moon in the sky was even redder, as if it could Squeeze out the blood.

"The moon has changed..." a loud voice shouted in surprise.

At this time, the moon moved slowly, and the shadows behind it also leaked out. Two full moons, one red and one dark, appeared at the same time. At this time, the earth trembled horribly. Ling Feng's first feeling was an earthquake, a huge wave of tremors. The smell of blood suddenly burst out.

"Woo..." A cry came from the Bufrog River.

"Washing..." The sound of splashing water attracted everyone's attention.

At this time, a two-meter-tall monster with black hair and green eyes appeared in the Bufrog River. It was the same size as an orangutan, but the fangs at the corners of its mouth were half a meter long. Everyone in the tribe gasped. A breath of cool air.

"The magical atmosphere of Runeterra is really intoxicating! You ants, prepare to welcome the arrival of our dark race." The monster could actually speak, looking at the people of the Ataro tribe with contempt in his eyes.

"Tyler..." Berg yelled.

"Roar..." A warrior from the Ataro tribe who was about two meters tall came out, holding a huge blade in his hand. He swung the blade and went straight towards the monster.