"Wow, Geno, it turns out you know Aoun!" Nunu exclaimed.

The legendary Orn actually appeared in Ningshuang Port. Even though it was just a phantom, it caused quite a stir.

"That's Orn! It's not on this land yet, he hasn't disappeared!"

"The storm of Wollibel did not destroy him, and the fire was not extinguished!"

Ashe saw the furnaces in the town approaching the Zhuyuan on the harbor, and approaching the miracle that had never been seen for a thousand years. There was no fanatical cry, because they knew that their gods did not like noise, but their hearts were as hot as a red iron blazing, and even the cold wind of Freljord could not cool down.

"My mother Ash, is this evidence enough? You heard Aun agree with your own ears." Geno looked at Nunu with a smile. He knew that Ash's expression was very wonderful at this moment.

Looking at the huge illusion, Ashe believed that this was the guide of fate. It felt like she had received the bow of Avarosa. At that moment, she had to make a difficult choice - to freeze the traitors and enemies who ruined her family with ice arrows, and freeze all hatred here.

Since then, she has been walking in the world under the name of Avarosa's reincarnation.

"You not only proved it to me, but also proved it to the Avarosa people. Similarly, I have to do something to prove it to you." When the illusion disappeared, Ashe finally came back to his senses from the shock.

"Hmm?" Jeno began to wonder what she was going to do.

"I'm going to announce something to my tribe on the boat, you'd better raise the boat to a high place, I want as many people as possible to hear me."

"This is not a difficult task." Geno nodded, then let the Zhuyuan take off and come over Ningshuang Harbor. Ashe stood up from Nunu, put on his hood, and drove in the wind.

She walked to the bow of the boat, focusing on the huge brazier in the center of the town, with vibrant flames igniting from the brazier, and the heart of the flame stretched high into the air.

Lifting up the ice bow, Zhenbing's bone-black cold freezes her whole body. Even though she is familiar with this feeling, the cold still hurts - but now she welcomes the pain and uses it to focus to eliminate distracting thoughts. And the quality that an archer needs most is concentration.

Ashe took a deep breath, pulled the bowstring, and a magic crystal arrow formed by pure air conditioning began to emerge. This longbow made of Zhenbing all over the body contains magic that is more powerful than the ordinary iron tools embedded in Zhenbing.

She held her breath, and the cold magic derived from the longbow caused the temperature on the deck to drop, and frost spread out from under her feet. When the air conditioner was about to take her away, she exhaled and let the arrow fly out.

The ice arrow drew a brilliant arc above the town, and while hitting the target, it produced a deafening explosion. In an instant, the brazier was completely frozen, and the leaping flames were frozen by the instantly growing ice crystals.

When people were following the movements and gathered in the clearings, Ashe opened his mouth to attract their attention with a high voice:

"This is a life-threatening moment for the people of Avarosa! In the north, our enemy, Winter Claws, have reached an evil alliance with the Storm and the Thunder Bear, Wallybel. They will fight sooner or later. If we do not take action, then everything we guard against will be crushed in the war! They are ruthless conquers, they burn, kill, loot, and there is no room for compromise, and they will never leave a living."

Ashe's voice echoed in the cold air, and the town suddenly became in an uproar. I thought it was just a normal day, but I was suddenly told that they had been involved in the war of the old gods. With the appearance of Orn just now, they had to believe that the things about Worlibel in Ashe's mouth were true.

A big war is coming!

At this time, Geno understood Ash's intention. She asked to come to the high place, just to convince her tribe as much as possible while Aun's influence had not dissipated.

"Look for Aoun! Whoever has the final say is the biggest fist!"

"The strong old Aoun will use his huge horns to lie down his stinky brother!"

"If Aoun is willing to join us, we don't need to be afraid of war!"

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Listening to the shouts of the tribesmen, Ashe smiled. Yes, this was the response she wanted.

She made a gesture to calm the angry Avarosa and continued:

"Yes, I plan so too. Avarosa will form an alliance with Aoun, and with the blessing of the fire we will gain the power to compete with the storm! My brothers and sisters, we have been listening to the same legend since we were young - Aoun is the best blacksmith in the world, and every weapon he made is unparalleled in the world. Now there is such a chance to put it in front of us! As long as we transport a batch of materials for him, we can get the weapons forged by the God of Blacksmith! With these weapons, even ordinary people with warm blood can compete with the powerful ice descendants and even the evil bears! The blacksmiths in the camp can also improve their skills by observing the forging process of Aoun!"

Ashe's words accurately hit people's weaknesses. As a warrior, who doesn't want to obtain a powerful weapon? As a blacksmith, who doesn't want to become a forging master?

As for those Furnace owners, after hearing that they could see Aoun with their own eyes, they took the initiative to take on the responsibility of transportation, as if they regarded this transportation as a pilgrimage journey. Being able to go to the holy land of Furnace in their lifetime is the ultimate pursuit of Furnace believers.

"Be prepared and we'll get on the road as soon as possible."

Ashe issued an order, and at this point, the cheers finally burst out. The crowd called for the blessings of the three sisters - Lisandra, Serelda, and Avarosa, who was reincarnated on Ashe.

She smiled and listened to the crowd calling her name. She raised the bow high and cheered up again.

Ashe raised his longbow and turned to a place on the deck that could not be seen from the ground, and then smiled bitterly in his heart.

She often wondered whether what brought them together was her leadership ability or the weapon in her hands. She knew in her heart that except for the longbow on her body, any decision she made had nothing to do with Avarosa, and was entirely based on her own judgment, but people regarded her as Avarosa's agent.

This reality made her exhausted, but it didn't matter what people thought. What was important was that she gathered them together, and everyone was struggling for the same ideal. A tribe, a nation, and a Freljord.
Chapter completed!