Chapter 143 New Year, Celebration, Bear God, Surprise?

Calendar year 988, January 4.

Today is New Year, so Demacia is more lively than ever. Because of the Hex Train, residents from all over Demacia can now take the Hex Train to the capital.

And because of the two cities, Demacia now has gunpowder, and today, Demacia will set off a fireworks display to celebrate the new life of Demacia.

Therefore, early on, the capital was crowded with people, the magnificent square was crowded, and so were other places.

Friends from the two cities also came to Demacia early and participated in this grand ceremony as allies of the allied countries.

Not only the two cities, but also many people from small countries such as the White Cloth Kingdom and Nokmochi also took the Hex Train to the capital.

After identity verification, they were all put into Demacia one by one.

It was also the first time for them to see the magnificent capital, and at the same time, they also saw the strength of the Demacia soldiers.

But what is strange is that.

Isn't Demacia's equipment proud of pure white and holy silver? But why are there so many blue on the armor they see now?

Yes, the equipment worn by Demacia's soldiers has more or less a touch of blue, which makes them feel strange and surprised.

Wandering in the most prosperous city, soon, all foreign tourists forgot the time.

Time quickly came to night.

As the night fell, the magnificent square was full of people, and a place that was forbidden to approach all day today lit up with a bright white light.

It was dazzling and attracted everyone's attention.

At the same time, a man's voice also sounded.

It was the voice of His Majesty Jarvan III.

Through the Hextech loudspeaker, Jarvan III's voice reached the ears of the people of the city. His voice was solemn and solemn.

Jarvan III first told his subjects what Demacia had done in the past year.

Expelled the Noxians, protected the allies of Shirabu and Nokmech, established diplomatic relations with the Twin Cities, and defeated the powerful Freljordians.

This year, the Noxians finally calmed down.

This year, the enemies in the north showed their claws.

This year, Demacia and the Twin Cities will build schools.

This year, Demacia completely changed the forbidden magic.

This year, Demacia's agricultural harvest has been greatly improved.

This year.

Jarvan III said a lot, and finally, he said loudly:

"Finally, use this firework to wish us greater success this year!"

"Four months later, the school established by Demacia and the Twin Cities will be established. The academy will be willing to accept everyone. As long as you can pass the entrance examination, then no matter you are a noble, a commoner, a Nokmech person, or an ally, the academy will accept you!"

"Fire!"

Jarvan III said loudly.

With everyone's cheers, the bright white light faded, and then there was a shocking "whoosh" sound, and then, the flames that were very far away but clearly visible rushed into the sky.

The flames rose to the sky, and with a "pop", it exploded, and the night was dyed with strange colors. The sparks scattered around were like the most perfect brushes, painting a series of intoxicating paintings. Every flame, blue, purple, and red, was like a dancing elf, filling the sky above Demacia with strange colors.

"Wow!"

Sislia stood beside Lady Lestara, and Lestara was leaning on a man's chest. Barrett, who had rarely returned home, was standing in the garden with Lestara, looking at the scenery in the sky.

"It's so beautiful, is this also made with the technology of the Twin Cities?" Barrett said sincerely.

Lestara buried her face in her husband's chest, her eyes bright, with a gentle smile on her face, and whispered: "Yes, this is also the technology of the people of the Twin Cities."

"It's a pity that Sona is not at home, and Kashina is not at home either."

"It doesn't matter, Lestara, our daughters have grown up, and they have their own ideas." Barrett grabbed Lestara's hand and said with a smile.

He looked at the sky and said: "Although they are not with us, now, I believe we see the same picture."

"They must be watching too."

"You are the only one who can talk." Lestara rolled her eyes, but then she laughed again.

Everything is getting better.

Rowan is fine, he was just frozen in the ice, Demacia is richer and stronger, and has more allies.

Just like the fireworks now, Demacia is thriving!

All this was brought by that big boy.

Thinking of this, Lestara felt proud.

Rowan is the family knight of Buwell, a talent she discovered.

King's throne, Xin Zhao, Mette, and Jarvan III sat side by side. There was a black prop not far from the old emperor. Mrs. Piltover said it was a microphone. The old emperor's voice was transmitted to the whole city through it.

Unlike the casualness in the past, Jarvan III was dressed very solemnly today, wearing Demacia's noble clothing, with a heavy crown, and his hair and beard were neatly groomed, making him look like an old handsome man.

"So beautiful."

Jarvan III said with a smile.

At the Gate of Sorrow, the short-haired man guarding the border suddenly raised his head, stood up, and looked at the sky in the distance. That place was the Xiongdu.

"Garen, what are you looking at?"

"Look, Lanster, Zeyi, look at the direction of Xiongdu." Garen stood on the stone, looking into the distance, with a touch of excitement on his face.

"Those are fireworks. Lux told me on the transmitter that we can see them here!"

The two brothers of the Mao family also stepped on the stone and looked at where Garen was looking, and then they opened their eyes wide.

"Damn, this is really spectacular!"

"Oh my God, is this the scene that will appear at our Demacia Festival?"

The two brothers of the Mao family were also stunned.

And Garen squinted his eyes and quietly appreciated this beauty.

In Noxus, a black crow with scarlet eyes landed on the windowsill. The white-haired man staggered up, then stretched out his blood-red arm, and the crow landed on his arm, and then he closed his eyes.

And the crow became sluggish.

In the next moment, with the help of some kind of power, the man saw the world in the distance.

Under the colorful firelight, there were people with glorious faces and joy.

He watched quietly, and after a while, he opened his eyes.

Then, he praised sincerely.

"It's beautiful."

"I really want to let the Noxians see it too."

He murmured.

But then, he was refreshed, shook his arms, and the crows in his hands flew away. He said to himself: "Rather than watching this beautiful ceremony, what I should do now is to continue to settle accounts with those nobles."

"The new Noxus does not need the bugs of the old times."

The sound of war drums resounded on the glacier, and under the drums, a group of fully armed soldiers struck their shields, making a dull sound.

The woman riding on the giant wild boar carried shackles in her hands, and behind her were groups of Freljord people.

The sound startled the terrifying existence.

From the shadows, on the other side of the river, a bear that stood up like a man walked out of the shadows, his hands wrapped in terrifying lightning, and he said in a muffled voice:

"Stop! Going forward is the territory of the great god of war, Volibear!"

"I am a bear man, I come to pass on a message to Volibear!"

Accompanied by its voice, more and more bears came out, and then some monsters.

Yes, monsters.

It was a strange mixture of bears and other creatures.

It was something from legends, nightmares and folk tales.

They were all human, but now they have been completely devoured by the true beast spirit, and they no longer have the appearance of normal animals.

The largest one, with a body as big as a small mountain, that huge bear-like creature appeared suddenly, trees were squeezed off, and the earth let out a painful wail.

Where its head should have been was a rotten elk skull, surrounded by a circle of black feathers. Its eyes burned with blue fire, and when it opened its huge mouth, a child's face appeared inside. Then the child opened his mouth again and spit out the brown mucus like filth. Other nightmare creatures followed it out of the woods, limping, crawling, and staggering forward.

"Monster."

Sejuani frowned.

Is it really the right choice to obey the high priest and associate with the bear people?

The god in charge of thunder and war has changed. It seems to have been polluted by some existence and has become what it is now.

But Sejuani has no choice.

The Claw of Winter needs to use the power of the bear people to wash away the shame of failure. At the same time, Sejuani also needs the help of powerful gods.

During the time she returned to Freljord, Sejuani slept for two months. During those two months, various memory fragments appeared in her mind. She was still herself, but... What about the future?

She was very afraid that she would no longer be herself, so.

"Winter's Claw, why did you summon us?"

Sejuani took a deep breath and said loudly: "I ask for the power of the bear people, I ask you to fight alongside my tribe!"

"You asked the wrong person, Winter's Claw, I am just a tool for Volibear to pass on the message!"

"I brought a sacrifice, please consider it carefully!" Sejuani said loudly.

"Volibear needs faith, I will let Winter's Claw become its believer and bring more believers to it."

"I am just its tool, I have no right to make decisions for Volibear." The leading bear man said loudly.

But then, a gust of wind blew over, twisted branches rose from the ground, manic magic rose uneasy, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder flashed, and a huge creature appeared, taller than the snow-capped mountains, covering the sky and the sun.

It roared to the sky, and the sound shook Freljord.

Its incarnation, the incarnation of the bear god appeared.

Just by appearing, he crushed everything with his overwhelming consciousness. On the other side of the river, all the people of Winter Claw, except Sejuani, fell into fear.

This. is not an existence that humans can deal with!

"Voliber, I want to make a deal with you!"

Sejuani summoned up her courage and shouted loudly.

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In front of Urwendale.

Lux, Kai'Sa, and Sona sat together, surrounded by a Hex stove, warming themselves by the fire, and brought a lot of snacks.

"Lux, are you old enough to drink?"

Ka'Sa frowned as she looked at the wine on the ground.

"Why not?! I'm almost an adult!" Lux said loudly immediately. She looked at Kai'Sa with dissatisfaction and reached out to touch Sona, "Sona, you're right?"

Sona smiled faintly and said nothing.

"Ah, I forgot that you can only communicate with Rowan mentally." Lux snorted.

Then, she asked, "What is Rowan saying now? Sona, write it down for me to see."

Sona did as she was told.

"Ah? Will I cry and make a fuss after drinking?"

"No way!"

"I'm a good drinker!" Lux said loudly.

Looking at the fireworks set off by Xiongdu, Lux narrowed her eyes. After drinking a little, she chattered a lot.

Then, she said to herself, "Rowan, do you think these fireworks are beautiful?"

"I think they are beautiful, better than what I saw in Piltover."

"Right?"

Lux said to herself.

Then, she lowered her head in disappointment and drank again.

It's really abominable. Why is only Sona able to communicate with Rowan?

I, I also want to talk to Rowan!

I haven't talked to Rowan for almost half a year!

Lux ​​thought gloomily.

And at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out and snatched the bottle of wine from her hand.

"Kassa, if you want to drink, open it yourself." Lux looked at Kassa.

Then, she saw Kassa holding a bag of snacks and looking at her in confusion.

Lux was surprised, "Sona, do you drink too?"

Lux looked at Sona again, but Sona had nothing in her hands, shook her head, and her chest swayed, which made Lux's teeth itch.

Is it a big deal?

Oh. No, what about my wine?

Lux was confused, and then a can was placed on her head.

It was a bit cold.

Looking up, Lux saw a smiling face.

He blocked the moonlight and fireworks, and under the faint starlight, Lux could see his face clearly.

Black hair, black eyes, a gentle smile, and a pair of extremely bright pupils.

"Surprised?" he asked.

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"Asshole!" Lux jumped up.

In the early morning of January 5, 988, Rowan broke through the ice.

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Damn, I almost ran out of time.

This chapter is nearly 4,000 words, and the previous chapter was 3,000 words.

Today is a 7,000-word update!