socalfunplaces Chapter 279
Chapter 279
The positive pole produces the negative pole, and the negative pole produces the positive pole.
In the extremely cold northern land, there is a desolate and mysterious area.
It is covered with ice and snow, and the wind is biting, but there stands a towering and strange mountain.
This mountain is billowing with thick smoke and hot breath all day long, as if it is the vent of the fire of the earth - a huge active volcano.
Inside the volcano, there is an amazing scene hidden.
In the abyss of endless lava, there stands a behemoth.
He is not an ordinary person, but an existence with a towering body like a mountain. Two huge horns hover above his head, as if symbolizing strength and majesty.
His body is as hard as if it has been tempered in a furnace, and there are traces of fiery red like magma flowing all over his body.
Its majestic figure is like an unshakable mountain, giving people endless shock.
At this moment, He held a huge forging hammer that seemed to be made of stars in His hand, and He was concentrating on hammering the iron in front of Him.
The deafening hammering sound resounded throughout the cave, as if the most primitive power in the universe was roaring.
Although He seemed to be using only the simplest blacksmithing skills, every swing of the hammer contained unimaginable power.
Every time the hammer fell, it seemed to evoke the response of millions of heroes, accompanied by the deepest hymns and chants of this ancient land coming from all directions.
In the huge forge in front of this giant, there was a large piece of dark blue material.
Anyone from Freljord would be very familiar with such an item, because it was the mysterious item they cherished:
"True Ice".
Almost all Freljord people knew how powerful True Ice was.
This substance is said to be the purest and hardest existence in the world.
It was cold and hard, as if it could withstand the invasion of all forces. Neither fire nor thunder could melt or destroy it.
In a sense, the True Ice weapons in the hands of those Iceborn were just the original form of True Ice.
For example, the True Ice Long Sword was actually a long piece of True Ice with a sharp surface, forged from iron ore and steel.
The appearance of True Ice remained the same!
However, the huge True Ice, which was as solid as a rock and as strong as gold, began to twist and melt under the thousand-pound iron hammer that kept falling down.
Suddenly, He seemed to feel something, and the hand holding the hammer paused slightly.
Although he did not raise his head, his eyes, which were as silent as an ancient well and as cold as a cold abyss, actually rippled at this moment, revealing a hint of surprise.
However, just a few seconds later, in the boiling volcano, there was still only endless silence.
It was not until the heavy hammer fell again that the mountains once again echoed with the crisp sound of hammering iron and the clanging sound of forging.
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"Boom! I will wear thunder and rise again! Humans, all..."
The territory of the Lost Bear People seemed to be shrouded in gloomy clouds forever.
Even if the sun was shining, its light could not pierce the thick dark clouds.
The humans here respected Volibear very much.
They revered the ancient gods of nature, just as they revered the power of thunder and lightning.
However, being overly addicted to Volibear's powerful power, some beast walkers lost themselves in the vortex of power.
They could not even find themselves, their consciousness was gradually eroded by thunder, and they eventually became the Lost and Volibear's hawks and dogs.
In an instant, the world roared.
Countless thunderstorms like raging waves suddenly rose in the sky.
Almost all the white bear-like lost ones looked up as if they were inspired.
Accompanied by the endless thunder, an image of a ferocious giant bear formed by dark clouds appeared in the sky.
He roared silently towards the south, no, the deafening thunder was the sound of his roar.
…
In the bitter cold wind of the sky, an egg that looked like it was carved from ice crystals stood proudly on the top of the towering mountains in the north.
He stood there quietly, as if he was the guardian of this world.
Suddenly, as if he felt some kind of stimulation or inspiration, he jumped violently involuntarily.
Then, the first crack began to appear on the surface of the ice egg, just like a beam of light, breaking through the dark night.
The ice egg was still shaking constantly, as if there was a living life inside, eager to break out of the shell.
The cracks on the ice crystal dome spread rapidly like a spider web, and more and more...
...
In the vast ocean of the Freljord North Sea, a huge being wandered in the icy ocean outside the coastline.
It made a strange sound while wandering.
Those fishermen who lost their way returned home safely in this sound.All creatures will be immersed in this strange singing like a nun, and inexplicably have more positive thoughts.
Everyone is willing to respect the nun.
Until, the huge existence that rarely appears on the embankment suddenly began to try to go ashore.
This is a huge seal, and his small eyes are full of joy and a little doubt.
...
"Steel Mane? What's the matter? Didn't you just eat? Are you hungry again?
But there is not much food left in our tribe, so we should use it more sparingly."
In the bitterly cold and windy Winter Claw tribe, a tall woman stood quietly in the pigsty where the war mother raised her mount.
Her hair, which once shone with platinum light, has now turned into a snow-white tone, as if the gorgeous magic of Zhenbing has left a deep mark on her.
In front of her, stood a huge Juvask boar.
The size of this wild boar is not significantly different from other ordinary Juvask wild boars;
However, what is striking is its strong body that is more than four meters long, which is more sturdy and spectacular than ordinary Juvask war pigs.
Most importantly, it is not yet an adult!
At this moment, a trace of worry appeared on the woman's face involuntarily.
Because Bristle... He eats too much! !
Juvask wild boars have a huge appetite due to their huge size.
And Sejuani's mount Bristle can eat more than other Juvask wild boars.
And the Winter Claw tribe is poor!