The Glory of Noxus

Dusk fades away, and night gradually falls.

The color of the sky gradually changes from orange to deep blue-black.

The stars begin to twinkle in the sky, adding a bit of mystery and tranquility to the dark night sky.

In the dark and quiet alley.

A group of priests from the Temple of the Messenger of Light, wearing white robes, are knocking on doors from house to house.

They promote the teachings of the Temple of Light and also give away some food.

In the elegant melody of praise, the priests bowed and left, and the old door was closed.

Under the bright moonlight, the priests put their hands together, maintained a pious look, and continued to walk to the next house.

In the Temple of the Messenger of Light, priests and nuns have different duties.

Priests are clergy who are responsible for presiding over the temple's worship ceremonies, preaching, baptism, marriage ceremonies, funerals, etc.

Nuns are female clergy who live in the temple.

They usually work in education, nursing and charity.

There are also some nuns with rich experience and devout faith who will go to the local cities of the Kingdom of Demacia to take on missionary work in a certain place.

"Do you want to continue?"

The dark night wind blew, and a young priest in the team spoke.

"It's so late, most believers must have rested long ago."

"Listening to the teachings of light is the happiness of believers."

Hearing this, the old priest walking at the front of the team said in a gentle tone: "Miss Kashina wants us to complete the missionary work in this area."

However, he also noticed the atmosphere of the team.

He glanced at the priest behind him, and then at the dark environment.

After hesitating for a while, he said softly: "Then finish preaching in this alley, and we will come back tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

The silent team responded.

Even though they are the most devout believers of light, they have spent almost a day on preaching, which makes them quite tired.

The old priest's old face was smiling, ready to lead everyone to continue moving forward.

As if remembering something, he looked back.

This secret operation was specially arranged by Miss Kashina.

In addition to them, there were also guards of the Light Messenger Temple in disguise and wearing linen clothes behind them.

But the old priest had to stop just after turning his head.

In his field of vision, a red-gold flame was extinguished in the dark alley.

And the guards of the Light Messenger Temple who were responsible for protecting their safety disappeared.

A tall figure in a black cloak appeared in the field of vision.

As if sensing someone's gaze, the black cloaked figure slowly raised his head, and a pair of red-gold eyes made the old priest tremble.

The people behind him noticed the old priest's abnormal state.

They also chose to look back and trembled.

"The long night has come to the world."

"The light was born in the world."

"Look to the south."

"Pray for peace."

The old priest sang a hymn praising the Winged Protector God in a low voice, and the priests behind him also sang together, as if they wanted to drive away the darkness in their hearts.

But with the approaching footsteps.

A young priest couldn't hold on, his eyes were filled with fear, and his voice choked.

"Don't be afraid, children." The old priest looked calm, looking directly at the terrifying figure approaching.

"We will meet again in the bright heaven."

Puff!

What greeted him was the sharp flames and swords.

"The Temple of the Light Messenger!"

Huo Jixing whispered softly, his eyes cold.

A very unexpected situation.

He thought that the demon hunters or the fearless vanguards would be the ones tracking Aset.

But he didn't expect that it was the Temple of the Light Messenger that preached before.

Yes, only the Temple of the Light Messenger would have such a great reputation in the slums and could find the location of the secret place where the guard of Reiser was hiding.

Huo Jixing looked at the remaining panicked young priests and ruthlessly waved the red fire blade in his hand.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The flashing blade light, like the sickle of death, quietly harvested the lives of the priests.

Crackling!

A little bit of Nanli fire jumped out from Huo Jixing's fingertips.

Under his careful manipulation, the corpses on the ground were quickly ignited without leaving any trace.

After cleaning up the mess in front of him, he looked around, and the red-gold light filled his pupils.

Many clouds filled his vision.

Some clouds stayed in place, representing the Demacians who were resting.

And some clouds were moving slowly, which were the people of the Temple of the Messenger of Light.

"Tsk, there are still many people."

Huo Jixing shrugged his shoulders, disappeared into the darkness, and followed the guidance of the clouds to the people of the Temple of the Messenger of Light scattered everywhere.

Under the dim night.

In the silent and quiet atmosphere, a ruthless killing was taking place.

The sharp blade light cut through the night, like a demon with bared fangs, silently harvesting the lives of the people of the Temple of the Messenger of Light.

The half moon hanging in the sky seemed to be unable to bear to see the killing scene below, hiding behind the clouds.

The originally soft moonlight also became pale and weak, as if mourning for this tragic scene.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

The sound of hurried footsteps rang out.

I saw a blond man in a long white coat running in the night.

He stumbled and ran, his flushed face seemed to want to shout for help.

But fear tightened its grip around his throat.

He didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of attracting the attention of the pursuer behind him, so he could only run forward desperately.

"Teacher, Challis, and Zundaan and the others"

The young priest clenched his fists, his green eyes filled with anger and grief.

He knew deep down that he had to stay calm.

Even in the face of death, one cannot give up hope.

However, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the dim night, urging him to run away quickly to avoid becoming the next life to be harvested.

"Hurry, hurry, the nearest rescue place is the Demon Searcher Post."

"No, no, I need to go to Miss Kashina's residence. I must inform her that the situation has changed and that the target I am looking for has reacted."

Huo Jixing followed the young pastor calmly, surrounded by mist, hiding his figure.

His eyes were cold and his expression was calm.

The young priest running under the night was the bait he specially set out.

The purpose is to see if we can catch interesting targets.

Under the guidance of the fugitives, Huo Jixing slowly arrived at a majestic castle.

The castle towers into the clouds, and its light shines like a beacon in the darkness, giving people hope and protection.

The moment the young priest saw the castle, a look of madness appeared on his flushed face. He quickened his pace and ran towards the giant iron-clad door.

puff!

Suddenly.

A green mist surged out and enveloped the young priest, pulling him into the darkness behind him.

Huo Jixing held the young priest's neck with one hand, ignoring the beating of his weak arms, and turned sideways to look at the castle in his field of vision.

The reason why this guy was able to run over was inseparable from the preparations he made along the way, otherwise someone would have noticed the suspicious traces of the young priest.

Huo Jixing glanced at the castle from a distance, then carried the young priest into the dim street on one side.

After a while.

A low roar suddenly appeared in the darkness, full of pain, wailing, and despair.

Then another red-gold firework flickered and went out.

"The Bouvier family?"

Huo Jixing gently shook his left hand, as if to shake away the blood stained during torture.

"Is it connected to the Lightbringer Temple?"

He carefully looked at this majestic castle standing in the noble area with a puzzled expression.

According to the information from the Leiser Guard Secretariat, the current heir of the Bouvier family is the Fairy Sona.

Is she connected to the Lightbringer Temple?

But something is wrong.

Sona is not a native Demacian, but an Ionian.

Her ability to inherit the Bouvier family is the result of Mrs. Lestara's efforts to sacrifice her face and run around.

Now it's involved with the Lightbringer Temple?

Or was Lux the one pulling the strings?

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered and his thoughts surged.

He remembered that during the previous concert, Lux and Kashina went backstage because it was related to them.

etc!

Huo Jixing's heart moved, as if he thought of something, his expression became solemn.

Kahina Bouvier!

He suddenly remembered the intelligence information about Kashina who gave up the inheritance rights of the Bouvier family.

Now connected, it all makes sense.

Kashina Bouvier has already joined the Order of the Illuminator.

The Illuminator has considerable power within the Lightbringer Temple.

Huo Jixing looked at the sky, saw the bright moon hidden in the clouds, and walked towards the quiet Bouvier Castle.

Now that you have found this place, you must go in and have a look.

"Don't let me down!"

Bouville Castle.

In the capital of Demacia, it was an inconspicuous castle a hundred years ago.

However, due to the relationship between Barrett Bouvier and Jarvan III, he gradually became prominent.

But with Barrett's death, it gradually declined.

However, with the existence of Sona and Kashina, the Bouvier family still has a place in the capital.

In the main castle, silver-white stone lamps were lit along the corridor.

Swaying in the night wind, it emits a soft glow, adding a touch of warmth and tranquility to the dark night.

In front of the main castle gate, rows of noble private soldiers wearing armor guarded the palace with solemn expressions.

They looked ahead and were alert.

However, in the night sky above their heads, there was a mass of mist, approaching the main castle.

Huo Jixing used the fog to sneak into the main castle quietly.

Under the soft light, he stepped on the soft carpet and headed straight to the third floor with a clear purpose.

As soon as he stepped onto the third floor, Huo Jixing heard subtle sounds of the piano.

The sound of the piano is like a trickling stream, melodious and graceful, seeming to tell an ancient and mysterious story.

In the sound of the piano, he also felt bursts of magical energy.

"Sona?"

Huo Jixing instantly recognized who the owner of the music was. It was so beautiful.

"It's so late and I'm still practicing."

"Sure enough, what I fear most is that talented people work harder than you."

Huo Jixing looked around and landed on the door of the middle bedroom.

In his field of vision, the clouds in the bedroom were the thickest.

Then he followed the sound of the piano, found the window, and sneaked in quietly.

In the warm bedroom, the color scheme leans toward blue, and a chandelier lights up the dome.

On the northeast wall of the room, an exquisite wooden table is placed, with a shining guqin on it.

A tall woman in a blue dress was sitting in front of the piano. Her slender fingers gently touched the strings, and the sound of the piano flowed out like spring water.

Huo Jixing hid in the balcony, wanting to listen quietly.

Suddenly, the 醆华 vibrated and floated in the air.

Sona immediately realized that there was someone else in the room, and hurriedly plucked the strings, and layers of colorful energy surrounded her.

There were dark green, blue, and purple, representing different energy attributes.

But Sona looked around her room and could not see any trace of others.

"Huh?"

Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that he had been exposed.

He looked at 叆华, very curious about this ancient relic.

But so far no one has been able to snatch this ancient relic from Sona.

No matter what means, Jihua will automatically return to Sona's side.

"I'm damned!"

Huo Jixing was about to speak, and immediately realized something, Sona was a mute.

Under the premise that he did not know sign language, he could not communicate with Sona.

Huo Jixing looked deeply at the vigilant Sona, his body retreated, merged into the darkness, and walked away slowly.

In the Bouville Castle, apart from Sona, he did not find any trace of Kashina.

In the bedroom.

Sona continued to play the piano, and colorful magic energy flowed.

It was not until the trembling of the lihua stopped that she realized that the target who broke into the room had left.

"Who is it?"

Sona blinked her blue eyes, full of doubts.

Even though the target left, she did not relax her vigilance. She held lihua and retreated to the door, waiting for the night to pass.

In the cave.

Huo Jixing came back with a relaxed pace and saw Aset silently guarding the door of his room.

"How is your health?"

Huo Jixing walked over and greeted him.

"I have completely recovered." Aset looked admiring and respectful.

"Lady Catalina said that if you come back, you should go over to see her."

Huo Jixing nodded gently, patted Aset's shoulder, and walked towards Catalina's room.

But after one night, Catalina's expression has not improved much.

Obviously, each hero will have different trump cards and face different dangers.

Then he and Katarina talked quietly, telling her everything that happened that night.

"The Temple of the Lightbringer!"

Katarina's eyes were solemn, and the bloody scar across her left eye added a touch of ferocity to her.

"Have you heard of the Winged Protector?"

Huo Jixing heard this and shook his head gently, indicating that he didn't know.

"There is a long-lost epic in the library of the Kingdom of Demacia." Katarina whispered softly.

"It's about the power behind Demacia."

"Under the dome illuminated by the stars!"

"One is bright, the other is dark."

"Kayle and Morgana."

"Sisters entangled in fate, born hand in hand."

Katarina's tone rose and fell, and she sang the epic passage softly.

"Angel of Justice Kayle, Fallen Angel Morgana!"

Huo Jixing reacted immediately and said the names of the great beings contained in the epic in a concentrated voice.

"The Winged Protector, do you mean the Angel of Justice Kayle?" he asked doubtfully.

"No."

Katarina lowered her eyes, a trace of hatred reflected in her pupils.

"It's the Fallen Angel Morgana!"

"She is protecting Demacia from behind!"

Katarina thought of the [Ode to the Winged Sisters] recorded in the epic.

This poem buried in the dust of history records the dispute between the Kingdom of Demacia about the Light and the Dark Flame.

And in the final chapter.

The Angel of Justice Kayle could not stand the repeated changes of mortals and completely abandoned the country he once protected -

the Kingdom of Demacia.

But the legend that she punished the unjust with a flaming sword is still circulating, and the hope that she will return is still continuing.

Another great existence, the Fallen Angel Morgana, made a different choice.

She did not give up the country she protected and kept her promise.

She fought against all the unjust laws and traditions in her eyes.

She casts a shield of protection and chains of dark flame from the darkness of Demacia, fighting those who try to suppress the truth.

Most importantly, Morgana believes.

Even those who are exiled and abandoned may be reborn one day.

Huo Jixing couldn't hide his horror when he heard Katarina's detailed account.

Normally, when hearing the words of light, one must think of the angel of justice Kayle, not the fallen angel Morgana.

But he never thought that the winged protector refers to the fallen angel Morgana!