Legends of Runeterra

He personally dug out the 'Howling Abyss', whose depth was known only to him, and accepted the 'Star Iron' from Lissandra, one of the 'Three Ice Sisters', as a reward, and built a 'bridge' on the 'Howling Abyss' that could stand forever.

The reason why Ornn agreed to do all this for the 'Ice Sisters' was not just because the three of them had traveled all the way here and sincerely asked for his help.

It was also because Ornn saw the existence that contained endless malice towards this world.

The 'piece of flesh' in that perfect and beautiful force is exactly a part of the other person's body.

"Hoo~!"

Exhaling a breath of hot air with sparks, Ornn slowly put away his favorite 'hammer' made of 'star iron' in his hand.

"Leen, where did you find 'it'?"

"Inside Volibear's divine body."

"Um!?"

"This is what happened..."

After sealing the remains of the Void Watcher back into his body, Li En slowly recounted the story of his battle with Volibear.

Listening to Li En's story, the ancient 'God of Fire' gradually recalled the day when Volibear, who was extremely irritable and hurriedly came to make armor for himself.

At that time, Ornn had no patience for his brother who started one war after another. He didn't even listen to his words and directly rejected Volibear's request.

'Maybe He was saying to me that day...'

The distant scene emerged in his mind, and Ornn vaguely realized the truth of the past.

But all this happened too long ago, and the Lu Family was wiped out in this war of gods. Now it's too late, and right and wrong have lost their meaning.

Ornn scratched his red beard, suppressed all the thoughts in his mind, and looked at Li En with his eyes like red light spots.

"Be careful Lien, without these chains, Volibear will regain his true power."

"You mean... Okay, I get it."

Li En nodded.

"Mr. Orne, I believe you are also aware of the threat that the Void poses to this world. On another continent, the scar that tore apart the entire land of Icathia has never healed.

At the same time, I also know that within the Howling Abyss, there are also tentacles of the Void lurking.

I don’t want to be a ‘savior’, but I want my loved ones to live in peace and security, as you can see…”

As Li En spoke, he gently raised his left hand. Under Orn's gaze, crystals as deep and gorgeous as crystals tightly, orderly and silently covered Li En's entire left arm.

The deep and gorgeous purple crystals reflected a layer of enchanting luster under the magma light of the "Forge Hall".

"I have also adapted to the 'void'."

"..."

Seeing this, Ornn stared at Li En in silence.

The 'Forge Hall' was gradually shrouded in red light, the air was twisting, and the earth was melting and becoming soft, like a heavy pressure from a whole mountain range pressing down on him, exerting pressure on Li En.

Ornn, the original demigod, is slowly recovering his true power.

Li En did not dodge his gaze at all, and his dark eyes looked at Ornn calmly.

Eventually, all the visions disappeared.

"Giant gods and protoss..."

Ornn muttered under his breath.

"I know they exist, but placing hope on others is too passive, isn't it?"

"The Watchers...are dangerous..."

"I promise you that I will only consider dealing with the Void Watchers after everything is prepared."

"...All right."

Aoun nodded slightly and sat in front of Li En again. His red eyes glanced at the plate on the ground.

Li En understood what was going on and opened his magic pocket and poured cherries into the plate.

Orne picked up the plate and put the cherries into his mouth, chewing them carefully while a low voice sounded.

"About 'Void Watcher'..."

...

As winter approaches, most things have to come to a halt amid the increasingly harsh winds and snow.

Ashe, who had finished today's government affairs early, was sitting on a chair covered with animal skins.

Gazing quietly at the snow outside the window, a pair of dark and gentle eyes appeared in her mind.

"Where is Li En now?"

"Dong dong dong~!"

The continuous knocks on the door interrupted Ash's thoughts, and she turned to look outside.

"Come in."

"My Lord War Mother, an Iceborn has come with her tribe to seek refuge with us!"

"Oh? Please ask her to come over."

"Yes, Lady War Mother!"

The guard turned and walked out, and a moment later an Iceborn with long snow-white hair braided into braids and exposed skin covered with scars and tattoos walked in.

"Olga Vana of the 'Valkan' tribe, meet Warmother Ashe!"

"Hello Olga Vana, please take a seat."

"Thank you, Warmother Ashe."

Looking at Olgavana who sat on the chair somewhat stiffly, Ashe showed a gentle smile on her face, and then turned to look at the guard beside her.

"Mimiel, have you arranged for the people of the Valkan tribe?"

"Yes, War Mother. They have all been settled. The injured have been treated and food has been distributed."

"Okay, let's go out."

"Yes, Lady War Mother!"

"Don't be nervous, Olga Vana. I already know why you are here. Avarosa welcomes anyone who sincerely wants to join us. No one here will hurt you and your people."

"Yes, thank you very much for your kindness, Mother Ashe."

Being treated gently by Ashley, Olgavana's tense expression relaxed a little, and she slowly raised her head to look into Ashley's gentle eyes, which were completely different from any Iceborn eyes she had ever seen.

"Warmother Ashe, I have another piece of news to tell you!"

"Please say."

"My tribe was attacked by the 'Winter Claw' before. On the way to escape, we came to the legendary 'Heavensland' under the leadership of the prophet Korrik..."

...

After Olgavana finished speaking, she saw Ash frowning slightly and not saying a word, and she felt a little anxious.

"Warmother Ashe, in order to make sure that everything I say is true, please have your guards bring in my 'Falling Axe'. It can prove the truth of what I say!"

"Okay, bring it in, Mimir."

"Boom~!"

The heavy axe was placed on the wooden board by guard Mimir. Compared with the thick axe handle, the axe made of brass and fine iron and carved with fine patterns looked much smaller.

"Warmother Ashe, when I half-knelt on the ground and placed the 'Falling Axe' at the feet of the 'Heaven God' and asked to fight with Him, the True Ice wrapped around the axe melted..."

Listening to Olgavana's story, Ashe reached out and gently stroked the fine lines on the axe with her fingertips.

The power brought by the ice blood can faintly sense the power of ice that still remains on the axe.

The gods did not intend to do this, but the pure ice that had never melted even in the fire and the forge melted without resistance under the power of the gods.