Runeterra: I really know a little bit about everything

Chapter 21 Tryndamere, the devil comes to the world!
"woooooooo~~"

The biting cold wind turns every snowflake into the sharpest blade, attacking every creature on the snow indiscriminately.

This is the Freljord, the northernmost part of Runeterra!

Because of some actions of the Forge God and the Seal Sisters thousands of years ago, this place completely turned into a world of ice and snow.

Just as Zuochi set off from the southeast corner of Shurima and headed north along the Sea of ​​Watchers, a figure also came from the south of Runeterra and directly broke into this land belonging to the ancient demigods.

As the bloody wings behind him flapped, the snow on the ground was blown up in an instant, and he turned into a bloody stream of light and rushed forward quickly.

The biting cold wind and sharp snowflakes turned into nothingness the moment they came close to his body. The harsh environment of Freljord seemed to have no impact on him at all.

According to Zuo Chi's guidance, Aatrox started from the border of Freljord and searched for the ideal body mentioned by Zuo Chi.

According to Aatrox's knowledge of the Freljord, there are several extremely powerful ancient demigods here.

And these demigods are different from the ascended ones who rely on the power of ascension to become demigods. The demigods of Freljord are all bred by the purest elemental power in Runeterra. Their power is almost The strongest of all demigods!

At the same time, their physical bodies
Aatrox shook his head hard, throwing away these messy thoughts.

With his current power, if he tries to get his hands on the local demigods of Freljord, he will probably be beaten to death!
The most important task now is to find the body that Zuo Chi said.

Only by letting his physical body get closer to his original ascended body step by step can his strength return to its peak!
Aatrox remembered that Zuochi said that he had a "little understanding" of the situation here.

Understand a little bit.
Aatrox had some doubts about whether this person who knew a little was reliable!
He started from the border of Freljord and found all the way here, without seeing any human beings.

Suddenly, while Aatrox was still flying forward, his figure suddenly stopped!
Immediately afterwards, Aatrox was suspended in the air, looking down.

Below him, there was a camp with people coming and going, and those people coming and going were all shirtless and extremely strong!
Upon noticing this scene, Aatrox's eyes not only had a flash of light.

Without any hesitation, Aatrox stretched out his wings on his back and fell towards the ground like an eagle that had found its prey.

Tryndamere has known the hardships of survival since he came to this world, because the frozen plains where his clan settled never melted.

Tryndamere and his clan worship all of the Old Gods of the Freljord, and also hold a respectful attitude toward the Frost Sisters.

However, it can be seen from the huge totem hanging on their camp that Tryndamere's clan believes most in the giant-tusked beast king who has giant fangs in his mouth and wreaks havoc on the Freljord Icefields!
Even their weapons are modeled after the fangs of this god.

An extremely ferocious broad-bladed sword.

This beast king is different from Anivia, the ice and snow god believed by the Avarosa tribe. He is not close to humans. He is a demigod focused on destruction.

According to the records, the only time this god took action seemed to be against Lissandra of the Frost Guard together with Volibear, the God of Thunder.

Taitamir stood in the center of the camp, looking at the snow and wind in the sky, his eyes full of solemnity.

Whether it was an illusion or something else, Tryndamere always felt that the temperature this winter seemed to be lower than before.

Most of the tribes around the Freljord went to the central and southern parts of the Freljord because there was an extremely powerful and tolerant Iceborn there.

She is a descendant of Avarosa and the war mother of the current Avarosa tribe.

Ash!

Under the leadership of Ashe, the Avarosa tribe tolerated all civilians who came to seek refuge.

She will provide them with a safe place to live and protect them from the depredations of Winter's Claws.

Tryndamere was hesitating whether to lead his clan to the Avarosa tribe to seek the protection of Warmother Ashe.Now, after the other tribes had left, his clan was subject to more and more raids.

Not only Winter's Claw, but Noxus in the south has begun to try to reach out here.

"Woooooo~~~"

The wind was getting faster and faster, and the flying snow in the sky completely obscured the sight ahead.

Just when Tryndamere was about to return to his tent, the steps he just took suddenly stopped!

Immediately afterwards, Tryndamere quickly turned around and looked straight ahead.

Not only him, but his clan members also saw the black shadow in front of them.

Because it was getting late, and the sky was covered by flying snow, neither he nor his tribe could see clearly the true appearance of that figure.

All they could see was that the figure was nearly three meters tall, with a pair of ferocious horns on its head, and a pair of huge wings on its back!

Tryndamere could clearly sense that this figure was filled with an extremely majestic ancient magic!

While Tryndamere was still hesitating, his people had already bowed respectfully to this figure.

They actually thought that this figure was the Tieshan Boar, the wild boar god they believed in!

"No!"

The moment Taitamir raised his hand to stop his clansman, his pupils suddenly shrank together.

In Tryndamere's horrified eyes, the living giant sword in the hand of the figure pierced into the body of his clansman!

Even the people of Tryndamere didn't even react. The giant sword in Aatrox's hand had already chopped several people into several pieces.

In this oppressive winter night, a massacre quietly unfolded.

Aatrox didn't even say a word to Taitamir and his people, he just used killing to cleanse the group while looking for a suitable body.

"Roar!"

Finally, when dozens of clan members died under Aatrox's sword, Tryndamere let out an extremely suppressed roar.

At this moment, he stood in the center of the camp, his eyes had completely turned blood red, and he held the black broad-bladed sword tightly in his hand.

Looking at the corpses of the tribesmen at his feet, Tryndamere had nothing left in his heart except anger.

Nameless anger had completely taken over Tryndamere's heart, and he even felt like his blood was boiling.

Without any hesitation, Tryndamere raised the sword in his hand and rushed towards Aatrox like crazy.

"boom!"

Tryndamere's sword slashed hard into Aatrox's body.

However, his sword was held in one hand by Aatrox!
When facing Aatrox, Tryndamere really seemed like a helpless baby at this time.

The next moment, under Tryndamere's disbelieving gaze, Aatrox held his sword with one hand and thrust the sword into his body with one hand!

(End of this chapter)