Monster Hunter from League of Legends

Ornn, however, had little reaction to the fussy couple. Primarily, as the most ancient demigod in this land, his perspective on many things was drastically different from that of ordinary humans, even ordinary demigods. For Ornn, at least, human emotions and love, life and death, joy and despair, were all quite difficult to comprehend, and he didn't want to even try.

He took out a second small box and placed it in front of Sejuani. Unlike the other boxes, this one was several times larger than the one containing Ashe's crown. He opened the cover and found a set of riding gear inside.

Unlike their weapons, these mounts were quite ornate. They were clearly designed for aggressiveness, even equipping Bristle's large fangs with specialized sharpened braces. The mere thought of the blade gleaming with cold light upon Bristle's body filled Sejuani with excitement.

"Beast riding."

Aoun said:

"I asked Faan, and he said you already have weapons and armor. My impression is that Cyril is passionate about war, fighting, and charging. So I made this set of riding gear for you. It uses Anivia's sternum as the main structure, inlaid with 'indicator beads' and supplemented with strong running beads. Combined with my craftsmanship, it can automatically adapt to mounts of different sizes, enhance the mount's endurance and speed, and enable a telepathic connection between rider and mount."

Upon hearing this, Fane keenly realized that something was wrong.

Why are there Anivia everywhere? Before, it was just feathers, but now they're even using bones for forging... Are you sure Kalurel isn't stressed out right now?

"cool!"

Sejuani nodded in satisfaction. "As expected of the legendary God of Forge! Of course, Faan is the best!"

Compared to Ashe, Sejuani was much more straightforward. Without asking for credit or reward from Fane, she simply engaged in a fight right under Ashe's helpless gaze.

Ornn didn't care, but took out the third gift box and handed it to Lissandra.

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Chapter 201 Anivia is dead, but also everywhere.

Out of the gift box came a True Ice wizard's hat. It wasn't a wide-brimmed, pointed hat like Alora's, but a T-shaped hat like Lissandra's favorite. When worn, it concealed all facial area except the mouth and nose. However, unlike ordinary wizard hats, this one was covered with a blue veil that seemed light but could not be blown away by the wind. The veil would only open when the wearer wished to reveal the face.

When Bingsha fell, a vertical eye was engraved on the gauze surface, and it was decorated with a large number of ancient runes around it, forming a magical path, which was beautiful and practical.

"Frost Crown."

With a look of helplessness on his face, Ornn said, "I didn't know you'd escaped Volibear's curse. The Frost Crown's skeleton is made from the eggshell left behind after Anivia's reincarnation, and the Ice Veil is the fine down beneath the ice crystals on Anivia's body. It can greatly reduce the demigod's curse and continuously restore the body's various negative states. Similar to Avarosa's reincarnation, it's inlaid with Ice Beads and Cold Resistance Beads, which can enhance the flow of ice magic and provide better defense."

"Thank you."

Lissandra's voice was calm, her emotions steady.

Ornn looked unhappy. "Don't thank me, but if you want to blame someone, blame that fellow Faan. He asked so many things of me, but he didn't mention your eyes were healed... Well, how about you return the crown to me, and I'll reforge it for you free of charge?"

"No need."

Lissandra shook her head and said, "Actually, I don't like people looking into my eyes."

"Is that so? Okay then..."

Orne nodded, but didn't insist. He never tried to persuade those who were stubborn, because sometimes a lesson was the best teacher. Besides, this was just a trivial matter of personal habit.

"If you feel uncomfortable using it later, you can tell me directly and I can help you recast it for free."

Lissandra nodded and took off her tiara. Just as she was about to put on the new icy tiara, she saw a pair of hands holding up the tiara. Following the arms, she saw that the person holding up the tiara was none other than Faan.

Looking at Faan's smiling face, Lissandra's eyes trembled slightly, and her long eyelashes swayed gently like a fluttering butterfly, without any of the embarrassment of being wet with muddy liquid yesterday.

Knowing that Faan was particularly insistent on certain things, Lissandra didn't say much. The Black Ice Balance Vehicle under her feet sank into the ground, and then she gently bowed and exposed her head to Faan. Faan didn't make a fuss, but put the crown on Lissandra's head.

But after Lissandra had put on the veil, Faan hesitated to withdraw her hand. Instead, she lifted the veil and waited in silence. At this, Lissandra sighed softly, and Lissandra turned her gaze towards Faan. After a moment's gaze, Faan was satisfied. She reached out and gently pinched the veil before lowering it.

Meanwhile, Ornn glanced around at everyone present. When he saw Willump and Nunu, his gaze paused for a moment, but his professional ethics made him suppress his inner thoughts and instead looked at Faan and asked:

"Where's your Pawnee blood ally? Why haven't I seen her? Or are you going to give her your share of the gift later?"

"No, call her right away."

As he spoke, Faan glanced at the magic book. Receiving the signal, the magic book immediately opened the portal. He walked in, and when he emerged, he saw a plump, soft drum wrapped in bubble pants on Faan's shoulder.

Being carried on Faan's shoulders, Alora did not react at all. Instead, she took a quill and wrote and drew on the animal skin paper with a serious look on her face, constantly recording something.

After several minutes, Allura finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with a resentful look on her face, she said to Fain, "Fain, idiot! I just stumbled upon a very important piece of knowledge that might be useful in the future! Fortunately, I have a good memory, otherwise... Eh?! Why are there so many people?!"

After realizing that the area was already full of people, Allura was stunned for a moment. Then, facing everyone's gaze, she said with a bewildered look, "Uh...what happened? Is there something wrong?"

"Gift delivery~"

Faan shrugged at Allura and said helplessly, "Why else do you think I dragged you here? All that's left is your gift."

"Eh! Is that so?"

Allura was stunned for a moment, then said with an embarrassed look, "I thought it was Faen you wanted to follow me again... Okay, okay! I was wrong! Sorry! So what's my gift?"

As she spoke, a hint of curiosity appeared in Allura's eyes.

And Ornn also opened the box and said: "Ice Necklace."

"Made from Anivia's wing tip bone, it's inlaid with protective beads and environmental beads. This will allow you to gain more protection from your enlightened friends after entering the spiritual realm, and will allow you to more quickly adapt to the subtle differences between different spiritual realms."

"Oh! Thank you!"

Hearing this, Allura excitedly took it and put it around her neck, then hugged Faan and gave him a kiss. Looking around, she saw Ashe and the others, as well as the snowman Willump, and said, "So, next we have to go find Kalureel, right?"

"Yes and no."

After hearing Allura's words, Faan smiled and rubbed Allura's big ears, then looked at Ornn who looked indifferent.

"First of all, Mr. Orne, I appreciate your help in creating these gifts. But I still have some questions."

"Just ask."

Ornn leaned back against the mountain-like chair and drank some lava to moisten his throat.

"Excuse me, where do these accessories and equipment with extremely high Anivia content come from?"

Faan rubbed his brow and said, "Especially Sejuani's riding gear. Although I appreciate you even considering the mount's weapons... but with so many materials, you can't just use all the stock in your warehouse, right?!"

"Inventory? I do have a lot of inventory in my warehouse, but none of Anivia's."

Ornn said nonchalantly, "Because Anivia always returns to her lair when she's about to die. Things like True Ice are formed as her body decomposes after her death. For example, the True Ice veins that Lissandra has in Frostguard Fortress were formed because Anivia died in the Abyss before returning to her lair."

Hearing this, Faan took a deep breath.

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Chapter 202 Lissandra: I walk with evil.

After hearing Ornn's words, Fane felt a headache.

Previously, Farn had assumed that Ornn could ship such a large quantity of Anivia's body parts because, as Anivia's brother, Ornn had a warehouse full of Ionian feathers and the like. But now it sounded like he'd personally dug up every single one of them from his sister's grave?

What a huge grudge!

Faan even felt that Volibear was really sorry for his sister Anivia for not being able to kill Ornn with one claw... Looking back, Ornn and Volibear were fine during the brotherly breakup, and it was the group of Hearthlanders who died unfairly.

Feeling the shock in Faan's eyes, Ornn didn't take it seriously:

"I can roughly guess what you're thinking, but the death of a god isn't as simple as you imagine... Even if someone like Haastriel lost herself in the Freljord's imbalance, as long as the Freljord can restore its balance, it can also return to its former holiness."

"As the hope of the Freljord, she will continue to be reborn as long as there is one person in this land who has not given up hope. Even if the egg during reincarnation is broken, it will only move to a new place, and the reincarnation time will become longer."

"And during this process, the remains of Anivia's body are actually similar to your daily metabolism. The only difference is that mortals shed hair and skin. Anivia, on the other hand, is shedding the remains of the past... Hmm, perhaps it would be more vivid to describe it like a crab shedding its shell or a snake shedding its skin?"

"No, no, no, that's actually death."

During this period, Fann did not spend all day having sex with his wives. He also learned a lot of advanced knowledge during the time of intimacy.

Take Anivia, for example.

"Anivia is indeed dead, but the power of hope allows her to continue to regenerate. And judging from Carolel's reaction, I'm pretty sure Anivia wouldn't want to be reduced to ashes like this, right?"

"..."

There was a brief silence, and then Ornn shrugged. "Anivia did have some minor complaints when she was alive... but I always asked whenever I borrowed it. If she didn't answer, I took it as a yes."

"You can't expect an egg to tell you whether it's right or wrong, just like you can't directly ask the placenta what it thinks."

Faan's face was filled with helplessness: "And didn't Kalurel do anything?"

"He often pushed me, completely ignoring the fact that I was his uncle."

Ornn poured himself another cup of lava from the side and moistened his throat. "But I also know she's so eager to protect her mother, so I never fought back. Now, look."

As he spoke, Ornn jumped down from his chair and turned around, revealing his armor, a massive drum wrapped in heavy cast iron. It was covered in numerous impact marks, some of which had come from different angles.

"She got a lot of marks on her face, but I didn't say anything."

Fain touched his chin and asked doubtfully, "Looking at the number of these marks, she must have hit it more than once, right?"

"It's okay. In the past, it was just a bump and that was it."

"Because she's angry this time?"

Faun wondered.

"That's not it."

Ornn stretched his waist and said, "Because the materials needed before were few, I could just shave off a piece. So she only had one chance to bump into me, and then I would leave the True Ice Valley."

"But this time I needed a lot of stuff. I had to dig up a few graves to get enough. Since I stayed there for a long time, she bumped into me more often."

"..."

Aoun was met with silence.

After a long moment, Allura weakly raised her hand and said, "Um..."

Allura swallowed her saliva and smiled bitterly, her face filled with complex embarrassment. "Actually, we don't need to rush to help Ha'Astriel find her true self right away... Hmm, perhaps we could ask Mr. Volibear for help first? Then, when Kalureel's anger subsides, we can come back and try to ask him."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy."

Fan rubbed his brow.

According to Ornn, while he'd dug up bits of his sister's body before, he'd usually just pick up a random piece and that was it. But this time was different. Because it was a commission from Faan, Ornn had been picking and choosing for a long time, finally finding enough material from several graveyards—what kind of Freljord evil cultivator?

Under such circumstances, it would be a pipe dream to expect Kailurel to calm down on his own.

Thinking this, Faan said, "Besides, I've already equipped myself. Even if I take it off now, Anivia's scent will still remain on me. As Anivia's descendant, even if Carolel has calmed down, he'll lose control again if he smells this scent."

"So what do you think?"

Ashe seemed to have anticipated something, and there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Just as Ashe thought, although Faan looked helpless at the beginning, soon there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

"I'll go over and test it out first. We'll talk about it later."

Fane raised a thumbs-up and said, "Hunting!"

"You guy..."

He shook his head and sighed, but Ash didn't stop him.

Although Carolleel, as Anivia's offspring, was expected to be extremely powerful, Ashe, as Faan's partner, had watched Faan's astonishing transformation over the course of a few months, from a hunter who had to resort to all his tricks against two hunting lords, to a monstrous hunter who could easily capture an entire military stronghold.

And according to what Sejuani said, before facing the two beast lords, Fane needed to be alert when fighting a snowman...

It has been a while since they last met, and even Ashe is now unsure of the extent of Faan's power.

Instead, Lissandra said after a moment of silence: "Be careful."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gazes to Lissandra. Lissandra, unconcerned, simply spoke calmly, "Kalureel is Anivia's offspring and guardian. Whenever Anivia falls into the cycle of life and death, Kalureel inherits the 'hope' she left behind. While his power is far less than Anivia's, he should not be underestimated."

After hearing Lissandra's information, Fane also touched his chin.

"How did you know?"

Lissandra said nothing.

Even without Farn's explanation, one could roughly guess why Lissandra knew this... because True Ice was the primary ingredient for sealing the Void. The True Ice mines in Frostguard Bastion were nearly depleted, but there were only two other locations in the entire Freljord with True Ice. Where else could Lissandra get it?

"I didn't say that."

Fain scratched his head: "Why are you always there wherever there's bad stuff?"

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Chapter 203 Anivia is full of treasures.

Lissandra turned her head away, remained aloof, and said nothing.

If you insist, you can't blame Lissandra. Who made Anivia's corpse so useful?