[Giant] Attack on Ice Archer Ashe

She knew from the moment she became Ashe that she was all for the Freljord.

Glory or failure.

The Freljord was her unshakable responsibility, the mountain of burden on her shoulders that nearly crushed her.

The winter of that year was the biggest snow that Ashe had ever seen since she was born.

The gray sky, the constant falling snowflakes, carried a certain heavy atmosphere, like a death harbinger.

The roofs of the villagers in the tribe were almost crushed by the snow, and those small houses stood dilapidated in the snow.

Standing in the snow, she stared at the snow-capped mountains in the distance without blinking, oblivious to the bone-piercing ice around her.

In the winter with the heaviest snow and rain in history, she was finally 15 years old.

And on that day, her mother, who had never masked her face, finally died on the battlefield that day, and she couldn't even bring her body back.

sad?

She doesn't know either.

She has never seen that woman, but in countless dreams, she fantasizes that the woman should look very similar to her, with a little gentle look in her heroic eyebrows.

She often wondered, when that woman was fighting on the battlefield, would she toss and turn at night, missing her daughter who was abandoned since she was a child?

Would she also want to build her daughter a crystal castle in the snow, like other parents?

Would she also want to be like an ordinary mother, washing and cooking for her beloved child?

Would she also want to give her an ordinary birthday, as long as she is there?

Will she feel guilty?

Because, in the past, she failed to give her daughter a birthday, but in the future, she will always cast the shadow of her death on her daughter's birthday.

And all these questions are just her guesses.

That year, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were covered by heavy snow, and her unanswerable questions were frozen in the snow until there was no residue left.

The moment the news came, that man, who had taught her archery for 15 years, followed her mother.

________________ don't hold back.

Reborn as a baby with memories, from the moment she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the man clumsily holding him, his expression full of tenderness.

In her life, a lot of time was taken up by that man.

In her memory, no one can squeeze in except him.

It was the same day, the day when it was snowing heavily.She watched helplessly as the man took out an arrow covered in pitch black from the arrow basket behind him, and pierced his heart without hesitation.

She had just received the bad news of her mother's death, and was sprayed all over her body and face by the man's warm blood.

Then, she stood like that, watching with indifference.

He fell, blood smeared in the snow, like a cinnabar splash-ink painting, beautifully hurt her eyes.

The warm blood on her body instantly froze in the cold air.

In the vast world, thousands of miles are covered with snow and frozen.

With stiff steps, she slowly moved her body away step by step, leaving a series of ugly footprints in the snow.

The man's body behind her was getting cold and stiff, but she didn't even have the courage to look back.

The day __________ turned 15

She lost the two most important people in her life at once.

She hid under the only surviving tree on the back hill, hugging herself.

Squat all night.When the clansmen found her, half of her body was covered by the heavy snow, and all the meridians in her body were almost frozen by the heavy snow.

War, war.

How much blood and bones are buried under this endless beautiful glacier.

She grew up in an instant, and almost forgot all the daydreams in her innocent years.

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Then, for the first time, she encountered a real threat to her life.

Chased by the assassins, she fled in panic. She was rescued by an eagle of unknown origin and led to a tombstone.

Hiding by the tomb, she saw the name on the tombstone at a glance.

_________ Avarosa.

She suddenly remembered the man's name,

Zac Avarosa.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and she sat in front of the tombstone in a daze.

Can't stand it anymore.

For a moment, tears fell like rain.

She could hardly cry, whimpering like a small animal, making a sad whining sound.

"Zac Avarosa, from today onwards, I will be your master."

"Ashe, if your heart is straight, your arrows will be straight."

"Master is a descendant of Avarosa, and you are the only descendant of Avarosa's generation."

"You have to remember! Avarosa's heirs are not weak!"

The assassins found her location and swarmed her.

In desperation, she held up the seal on the tombstone, hoping for any miracle to happen.

At this moment, she saw a longbow carved and ground from ice crystals in the crevice of the stone pile.

She grabbed the longbow, and the frost on the bow pierced her hand like thousands of steel needles.

She resisted the stinging pain and bit her lower lip hard.An ice-cold energy rushed into her body from all around, and she felt instantly

Something inside awakens, with the roar of a beast!

She looked coldly at the crowd of assassins opposite, and drew her bow and arrow.

The posture that has been practiced countless times is finally displayed perfectly at this moment.

The arrows filled with cold and frost whizzed out!With an overwhelming momentum, the performance is bloody and rainy!

With just one arrow, there is no one alive except her.

She knelt on the ground, staring blankly at her frostbitten hands, she suddenly understood something.

Carefully restoring the piles of stones she had messed up, she knelt in front of the grave of Avarosa's ancestors and kowtowed three times reverently.

In the end, the descendants of Avarosa finally awakened.

Then, she shot to fame.

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Later, she became the leader of the tribe.

She is loved by all her people.Her people have high hopes for her, and they believe that she will unify the Freljord.

She stood on the battlefield with bloody hands.

The corpses of the companions and the corpses of the enemies can no longer be distinguished.

And she returned triumphantly.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights, but the bloody smell on her body could not be washed away.

She finally transformed into a warrior, like her master, worthy of the name of Avarosa's successor.

War, war.

From then on, she began to inhabit the frontline battlefield, dormant cautiously like a wild beast, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Mavra, Swani.

These two women were her old enemies who had decided to fight to the death since she was born.

The strong smell of blood wafted, and there were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere on the battlefield.The soldiers were red-eyed and moved forward without any timidity.

That woman stood quietly in the center of the battlefield, solemn and cold.

All the blood and rain seemed to have nothing to do with her.

When she heard her say that, her heart trembled for a moment.

"Run away, Ashe. Run before you're lost."

She just stood there in a daze, her mind was blank like a power outage.

Her lips trembled, and her broken voice overflowed like this.

She heard herself saying this, her voice drowned in the sound of fighting on the battlefield.

"Impossible, Mavra, I'm Ashe."

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Maevele is dead and found dead in her own home.

When Ashe received the news, it was the second day after Mafule's death.

The glaciers of the Freljord were still so beautiful, but she felt inexplicably terrible.

She saw vultures flying freely in the sky on the top of the snow mountain.

It flapped its wings in the gray sky.

Mavele is finally free, but at the cost of her life.

Ashe is still imprisoned in the cage, in this wild land where she has lived for more than ten years.

It seems to be here to live, forever and ever.

Lissandra successfully inherited the throne. The young princess never thought that she would be so powerful that she would be called the Ice Witch and become a terrifying existence.

Lissandra then surrendered to Ashe, taking Mavele's former clan with her.

"She said, if it was you, it should be possible, Ash, she believes in you."

The young Princess Her Royal Highness seemed ignorant and curious, and wanted to know the story between her and the previous ruler, the Ice Dancer.

"Aren't you old enemies? Why Mafule let me submit to you, Ashe, I don't understand."

She raised her head, and the vultures were still hovering in the air, and those birds full of rotten aura had become the objects of her envy.

She heard her cold voice with inexplicable bitterness floating in the wind.

"Ah, probably because I am the same as her."

The young princess looked ignorant and scratched her head angrily.

"I still don't understand what you're talking about."

"Leave, leave here, Lissandra. Instead of me, instead of her, leave here and go see the outside world."

The young princess looked surprised, but her expression was full of joy.

"Oh? Is it possible? But what about my tribe? Master Ashe, will you help my tribe?"

Ashe looked into the distance, the white glaciers in her eyes had been numb to her, and she seemed to be unable to see the distant scenery clearly.

"That's why Mavere asked you to submit to me, don't you understand, Lissandra?"

She raised the corners of her lips slightly, and there was endless bitterness on her pale lips.

"In the end, are you the only one who can leave here? Heh..."

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