The Glory of Noxus

Huo Jixing saw the blood-colored waterfall pouring down from above, and his eyes narrowed.

Holding the red fire blade, he slashed at the air from bottom to top.

Crash!

The red-gold flame rose up, burning the blood-colored waterfall with a blazing momentum, evaporating the hazy mist in an instant, reflecting the distorted air.

The next moment!

The sharp knife light danced wildly.

Huo Jixing followed the knife and went upstream, using the red fire blade to cut the blood-colored waterfall.

However, Mo Wuli IV was still in the sky.

Huo Jixing was unable to do it, and his momentum of rising gradually stopped, as if he was about to fall to the ground.

Seeing this, Mo Wuli IV smiled.

He immediately raised his right hand above his head, and scarlet blood gushed out, turning into a huge blood-colored vortex, running towards Huo Jixing.

The blood-colored vortex rolled, and the extremely strong energy fluctuations filled the air, intending to solidify Huo Jixing and smash his body into pieces.

Huo Jixing sniffed the pungent blood-colored smell in the air and looked at the falling blood-colored vortex. It seemed that there was an invisible knife cutting the air around him.

[Suzaku·Wings of Dancing in the Sky]!

Behind Huo Jixing, red-gold flames filled the air, slowly outlining a pair of pyrotechnic wings.

Whoosh!

As the pyrotechnic wings fluttered, Huo Jixing's falling momentum stopped, and the terrifying temperature burned the air.

He looked at Mo Wuli IV high in the sky. This guy's combat experience was too scarce.

Buzz! Buzz!

In an instant, Huo Jixing used the pyrotechnic wings to transform into a blood-colored lightning, cut through the falling blood-colored vortex, broke through the blood-colored waterfall, and appeared in front of Mo Wuli.

Clang!

The red fire blade fell, but the blood-colored rune that appeared out of thin air in front of him blocked this fatal blow.

Mo Wuli IV looked at Huo Jixing, who was carrying the wings of fire, with a somewhat flustered expression, especially because the red-gold flames actually suppressed the power of blood magic.

He smelled the smell of death and dared not hold back any more.

Puff!

Mo Wuli bit his finger, and the scarlet blood sprayed, drawing a hazy and brilliant blood rune in the air.

Under the illumination of the red-gold flames, the blood rune gradually became clear, faintly like a bloody body.

At the same time, the blood mark engraved on Mo Wuli's body began to flash wildly.

"I won't lose, how could I lose!"

Mo Wuli IV gritted his teeth, and the blood in his body gushed out like a wave, pouring into the blood rune drawn in front of him.

"As long as I win, I can get a new body and continue to lead the Mo Wuli family forward."

Accompanied by the flashing of the blood rune.

Huo Jixing's slashing motion suddenly stiffened, and the boiling blood in his body seemed to be attacked by extreme cold and gradually froze.

"Haha! I succeeded."

Clang!

The red fire blade fell and slashed on the blood rune, and the tiny cracks extended like a spider web.

Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at Mo Wuli IV coldly, and slashed again with the long sword in his hand.

Control blood?

In the Noxkaria Arena, he had suffered from the scarlet awakener, so he was already on guard.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Flames shot out, and dull slashing sounds rang out.

But it sounded like a death piano music in Mo Wuli IV's ears, making him look even paler.

"No, no! Let me go, I don't want to die!"

Mo Wuli IV looked at the crumbling blood rune, looked desperate, and began to beg.

But what greeted him was still the slashing of the flame knife.

Crack!

It seemed like the last blow, and the blood-colored runes that had been covered with cracks were breaking.

"You forced me to do this!"

Mo Wuli IV stared fiercely, as if he wanted to carve Huo Jixing's face into his soul.

"The Scarlet Secret Society will not give up on me!"

Boom!

A roar that resounded through the sky sounded.

The blood-colored waves that filled the air exploded, causing the vacuum to distort.

The red-gold flames and blood spread alternately, and the surging and uncontrolled energy fluctuations filled the sky, causing the blood-colored hall built underground to tremble.

In front of the broken blood-colored altar, Jalal looked up at the horrible scene in the sky, felt the air becoming hot, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He had seen many battles between extraordinary people.

But compared with the scene in front of him, only some heroes could do it.

Kalida beside him breathed in the hot air, not daring to move her eyes away, silently waiting for the aftermath to dissipate.

Bang!

Hearing the low sound of landing, Jalal and Kalida's faces changed.

When they saw the figure coming out, their faces showed joy.

It was Huo Jixing!

Under the bloody hall, in the underground area.

In the cold silver-white hall, bright magic lights drove away the darkness.

In the central area of ​​the hall, there was an exquisite altar with a flashing blood-red glow.

In the center of the altar, a pale body covered with blood-red marks was suspended, and on the dense runes on the ground around it, there was blood flowing.

Looking closely, the flowing blood was somewhat crystal clear -

It was carefully purified blood!

Kawoodi stood in the north of the silver-white hall, in front of him was a metal instrument with a blue glow, observing the changes in the bloody ritual.

As if sensing something, he looked up, and the extremely violent and active energy fluctuations were gradually fading.

"It failed so quickly!" Kawoodi's expression changed, and he sighed lightly.

He had long guessed and realized that Mouli IV would be completely defeated when facing the person chosen by Lord Vladimir.

But the battle ended too quickly.

From the target to Mouli Castle, and then to the bloody hall, everything ended too quickly, completely beyond the scheduled time.

"It can only be awakened in advance!"

Kawoodi looked at the pale body in the center of the altar and tapped the red button on the metal instrument with his finger.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The subtle trembling sound of the machine sounded, and the bloody ritual engraved around the bloody altar also emerged with bloody light.

The clear blood like gurgling water was undergoing a change, as if it was boiling under high temperature.

The air was gradually filled with a strong smell of blood, and a series of bloody lights flashing with strange colors, along the dense runes, merged into the pale body in the center.

After a while.

The silver-white hall became unusually quiet, the sound of the machine disappeared, and the bloody light disappeared.

Only the pale body groaned.

Crunch! Crunch!

The crisp sound of bones connecting rang out, and the silent pale body stood up from the blood-red altar, with long hair as gorgeous as blood falling down, and a handsome face appeared in Kawoodi's vision.

The emotionless eyes glanced over, and Kawoodi's soul trembled, and he immediately knelt on his knees.

"Meet His Majesty Vladimir!"

The figure with blood-red hair seemed not to have heard it, and lowered his head to look at his pale body, frowning slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

Then he walked to the silver-white wall and put on the blood-red robe that had been prepared long ago.

After closing his eyes and sensing, Vladimir looked up, and the blood-red light flowed through his pupils.

Seeing this, Kawoodi immediately packed up the many materials in front of the machine and put them in his arms, and then he ran to the secret passage that had been reserved long ago and left quickly.