Chapter233 Sleepless night, broken-winged morning star
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“Mishira!!!Mishira!!!”
Chiram suddenly sat up from the bed, tears streaming down his face. He clearly didn't know why he was sad and crying, but the man couldn't stop his tears.
He seemed to be dreaming about the woman he didn't dare to dream about, and wanted to recall the beauty in the dream. However, the man found that the more he recalled that woman, the sadder his heart became.
"...wuwuwu..."
The crying middle-aged man was like a half-grown child who had lost something he cherished. His fists were clenched, his knuckles turned white, and he was suppressing an unwilling roar in his heart-breaking heart, but he did not dare to cry loudly for fear of
It affected the two sleeping daughters upstairs.
The man didn't know that while he was crying silently, his two daughters also woke up, their faces pale and ugly.
"elder sister……"
"younger sister……"
The two girls looked directly at each other and saw the tears shining 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 before, like...like I've lost something precious."
Pressing her heart, the overwhelmed Misha tried to wipe away her tears, but soon discovered that such behavior was in vain, and her stubborn behavior made her cry.
"Woooooooo..."
"Sister, don't let dad hear this, he, he will be very sad..."
Sheena, who was crying silently, hugged her sister, and her sister hugged her sister, comforting each other in their grief.
That night, three people were completely insomniac and immersed in unspeakable grief.
That night, there was a man standing next to the map, staring at a majestic peak in the west of the Shurima continent. His eyes were cold and serious. After thinking for a long time, the man sighed and the candle gradually went out.
Above the starry sky, a bright meteor streaked across, glanced at Runeterra indifferently, and then returned to the constellations in the blink of an eye, still high above.
…
The Sun Also Rises.
The continuous Urus Mountains are covered with heavy snow and the wings of dragons and birds are dancing.
A dozen trolls were entrenched in a warm cave, warming themselves up to a bonfire. Under the beautiful dance of the [sticks] dancing their legs at the entrance of the cave, they pulled out the half-cooked yak legs on the sticks from the flames, then opened their front teeth and put them into their mouths.
, one bite caused blood to flow everywhere, but the troll's yellowed gap teeth were happily exposed.
A group of Freljordians who were eager to plunder in the south ran around the helpless snow antelope. After the snow antelope was desperate, they took away the innocent lives with their spears and happily carried half a day's worth of food back.
A simple camp...
At the foot of the mountain, a group of snow wolves passed through the snow curtain, baring their fangs and threatening a two-meter-tall white bear in the distance that was eating a snow deer.
After the harassment, the wolves could no longer endure their hunger and swarmed up, frantically harassing and attacking the white bear.
The white bear had to let go of its smelly mouth, and slapped the snow wolf on the head with its heavy paw, causing the brains of the two snow wolves to escape, but the other snow wolves achieved their goal and took away the rest.
After reaching the half-full snow deer carcass, the successful snow wolf quickly ran away with its tail between its legs amidst the angry roar of the white bear. The battle for food ended as quickly as lightning. The half-eaten white bear roared a few times and turned around gloomily.
Leave.
In this vast snow peak, a lonely figure loomed in the wind and snow, passing through the endless snow curtains that covered the sky, passing by the joyful troll cave, and avoiding the plundering road. The Freljord barbarians walked farther and farther, avoiding the foraging snow wolves and angry white bears, and continued up the ridge, climbing higher and higher, almost to the top of the mountain.
His path is different from that of any other creature.
In the wind, letting the strong snow wind whistling by both sides of his body, the wandering mage's staggering but firm footsteps were about to step into the knee-deep snow, when the magical arcane magic instantly flattened the snow. , turning the man's feet into a thick, flat hard ground, avoiding the bad ending of falling from the edge of the cliff.
The wind and snow cannot stop the figure's footsteps, but it still uses its violent natural will to oppress the path forward.
The position of the ridge has shrunk from an open tens of meters to a few meters, and is flanked by steep and precipitous ice cliffs. For ordinary climbers, walking on such a road is tantamount to actively walking into death. However, the figure walking along the way But he never stopped until the suddenly intensifying cold wind blew off his hood, and the flying snowflakes scraped his face like countless bone-picking knives.
After more than ten years of searching, the ruthless knife marks have not brought any time. The purple-blue skin has long been alienated by the magic brought by the runes, turning into immortal will and cold determination, facing the owner of the hood. For me, any obstacle is just a motivation to further consolidate the determination to move forward.
Facing the wind and snow, the wandering mage carrying a large leather backpack looked towards the end of the dangerous road. The higher road to the sky is the last dangerous peak in the Urus Mountains that is difficult to climb. As long as he climbs the last dangerous peak, he will reach the end of the dangerous road. You can see the green plains to the south of the mountains, leaving this icy hell where countless bones are buried.
In order to save time, he chose to take a road that no one could take.
"I heard that Demacia's forbidden magic stone has the magical effect of disrupting magic and isolating the flow of magic. Perhaps such magical power is related to the world's runes. I should go and see if I can gain anything."
Putting the hood on again, in order to prevent the strong mountain wind from tearing the lanyard of his backpack, the wandering mage directly opened the arcane shield, blocking the strong wind from the shield, and embarked on the journey over another dangerous peak. The first step is to walk slowly on the Wanren Ice Cliff.
His footsteps will never stop until his exhausted body collapses completely.
…
As soon as the sky dawned, thousands of people gathered around each other, passed the inspection of the Black Iron Guards in curiosity and laughter, entered the outer city within the inner city, and came to the four-ring trapezoidal entrance of the great building.
It took eight years to quickly take shape with the participation of the black rose earth mage. It covers an area of 20,000 square meters and has a circumference of 535 meters. It can accommodate 100,000 spectators at the same time.
There are two types of auditoriums. The open-air auditorium with stone steps and seats less than half a meter apart is a place for ordinary people to watch the battle. The enclosed auditorium above is specially designed for the rich and some nobles who like all kinds of extravagant games. In addition to the bed and the low cabinet, the closed room is equipped with a single-sided magic mirror that can look out from the inside, but can block the jealous eyes of the outside world.
Above everyone else, the most distinguished and unique high-level seat belongs only to the leaders of the Emerald Territory. It has the best view of the entire arena and is also the only viewing seat with an independent escape channel. chapter
