League of Legends: Peerless Sword Demon

For hundreds of years, the icy peaks of the permafrost have been a test for the weak. However, while these feared glacial lands are the graves of the weak, on the other hand, it is also a cradle that allows more strong people to become heroes. Here, Bronn's story begins. His strength and tenacity grew, and with it, his saga. Today, his legendary feats inspire everyone, from the poorest peasants to the most vicious invaders. Bronn was ready to take his shield back to the battlefield, knowing that he had in him the reverence and hope of all the tribes and people of the Frozen Ice Field.

The legend of Bron is a story told by an old grandmother to her granddaughter.

"Grandma, tell me a bedtime story. "

Outside the window, there was a biting cold wind and a sky full of snow

"What kind of story do you want to hear?"

The little girl got into her grandmother's arms, leaned against her and said, "The story of the Ice Witch is terrible, I want to hear the story of Bloom!"

"Ah, Bron," said Grandma with a smile, "there are so many stories about him, my grandmother used to tell me stories about Bronn defeating demons to protect our village! or, long ago, he was able to ride the lava currents. Another time," she paused, put her finger to her lips, and whispered in a low voice, "Did I tell you how Brom got his shield?"

The little girl was very happy, and the sparks in the fireplace made a clanging sound, blocking the cold outside the window.

"Okay, on the hill above our village, there lives a man named Bron"

"I know this!"

"He spends almost most of his time on his farm, tending to his sheep, but he is the kindest and kindest person I have ever met, and he always has a smile on his face"

"One day, something bad happened: a boy about your age, he climbed the mountain and found a cave on the slope of the mountain, the entrance of which was blocked by a huge rock inlaid with ice fragments. When he opened the door, to his disbelief, the cave was filled with gold and jewels - every treasure is something you can't imagine."

But the cave was a trap, and the Ice Witch had cast a curse on it - and when the boy stepped into the cave, the door with the spell closed in an instant, locking the boy inside! "

A passing shepherd heard the boy's cries for help. Then everyone ran to help, but not even the strongest warriors could open the door. The boy's parents were there, and his mother's cries echoed throughout the valley, feeling hopeless.

"At this moment, to everyone's surprise, they heard laughter in the distance"

"I bet it must be Bron's laughter"

"You are too clever, Bron heard the cry and strode down the hillside, and the villagers told him what had happened. Bronn smiled and nodded, then turned to the cave. He tried to knock on the stone door, trying to pry open the door through the crack, but the door didn't move."

"But isn't he the strongest?"

"It's so puzzling," agreed her grandmother, "for four days and four nights Bloom sat on a big rock, trying to figure out how to solve it, because a child's life was at stake. "

"When the sun rose on the fifth day, his eyes widened and a big smile appeared on his face, and he said that if I could not enter through this door, then I would enter from somewhere else."

The little girl thought, her eyes wide and she shouted, "That mountain"

"Bronn ran to the top of the hill and struck his fist vertically, hitting the stones, and again and again, and scattering the fine stones everywhere."

"The villagers held their breath as the rocks around the stone gate collapsed, and when the dust fell, they saw Bronn standing in the middle of the treasure with the weak boy in the crook of his arm"

"I knew he could do it"

But before they could celebrate, everything around them began to shake, and Blonn's excavation had left the top of the hill without support, and now that the top of the hill was beginning to collapse, Bron was in a hurry, grabbed the stone gate that had been spelled, and lifted it up, like a shield, to protect them. When it was all over, Bronn was shocked to realize that this was not an ordinary door, it was special. "

From this moment on, the magical shield never left Bron's left or right. "

Bronn has been different from ordinary people since birth, and compared to his burly body, Bron's spiritual momentum is very delicate. Bronn guarded village after village with the shield in his hand. In the permafrost, Bronn does not belong to any of the tribes, but he is loved by every tribe.

Therefore, Bronn has a good name in the permafrost - the guardian of the shield...