The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 221 Fallen Angel Morgana

In front of the main gate of Dawn Castle.

Prince Jarvan was wearing golden armor, his knuckles were white, he held the Halberd of Atama tightly, and looked at the fierce battle in the square.

The red-gold flames raging in the sky were like thousands of glass stars falling, illuminating the wide white square.

Even with the eyesight of Prince Jarvan, he could not fully see the battle between Xin Zhao and the Flame Transcendent.

He could only vaguely see the trajectory of the three-clawed dragon spear dancing.

Prince Jarvan's thoughts turned, looking at the three-clawed dragon spear under the fireworks, and slowly recalled what Xin Zhao had taught him.

When he was a child, Xin Zhao took care of him instead of his father Jarvan III, accompanied him through his childhood, and obeyed him in everything.

An unexpected opportunity.

When he saw the dragon spear hanging in the study of the palace, he prayed to his father to teach him, just like the ancient hero he admired, to defeat the dragon that ravaged Demacia.

The beautiful memories of the past flowed through his heart like water, leaving different tastes.

Prince Jarvan looked back and realized at this time.

Even if Zhao Xin taught him all he knew and taught him many dragon spear skills.

But compared with Zhao Xin in the field now.

What he learned was just a brief introduction.

It was far inferior to the old Zhao Xin.

"It's the Flame Transcendent!"

Prince Jarvan's eyes flickered and fell on Huo Jixing, his pupils full of caution.

Although Debon General Zhao Xin is old and no longer in the terrifying state of his youth.

But his use of skills has long surpassed his predecessors and walked his own path.

Even if Master Oren reappeared in the world, he would never be able to surpass Zhao Xin in this regard.

However, Zhao Xin, who is now a saint, is gradually losing ground when facing the Flame Transcendent.

The raging flames were too violent and violent. They changed their previous defensive posture and were like huge waves under a storm, covering the three-clawed dragon spear in Zhao Xin's hand.

Boom!

Just as Prince Jarvan was carefully comprehending Zhao Xin's dragon spear skills in the field.

There was a loud noise, and the continuous movement shook the ground of the square.

The rumbling sound was so strong that it instantly attracted the attention of the onlookers.

They saw the golden dragon entrenched in the center of the square wailing faintly, and the scales on its body that flashed with cold light broke one after another.

The next moment.

Zhao Xin's body seemed to be out of control, soaring into the air, rolling to the ground, and falling into the flames.

Prince Jarvan's pupils shrank, his expression tightened, and he subconsciously raised the Halberd of Atama.

Seeing this, Shyvana beside him also clenched her fists immediately, and pieces of deep red dragon scales appeared under her purple skin.

Until they saw Zhao Xin slowly rise from the flames, their hearts were relieved.

But looking at Zhao Xin's staggering steps and shaking body, the worry became stronger.

Prince Jarvan was about to step forward to help.

But he saw Zhao Xin shaking his head gently.

His eyes were still firm, with no intention of retreating.

Prince Jarvan's eyes flickered, and he was a little hesitant. I don't know if this means that he doesn't need help, or if it means

"Is everything not over yet?"

Shyvana saw Prince Jarvan stop, and her purple face was full of doubt.

"He is the governor of Debon, and this battle is not over yet!"

Prince Jarvan spoke in a serious voice.

When Shyvana heard this, the doubt on her face not only did not dissipate, but became more intense.

Is this human emotion?

Shyvana looked at the scene and stood up, walking towards the flame extraordinary Zhao Xin, thinking.

Demacia's capital.

The Temple of the Lightbringer.

In the most central area of ​​this building complex, the white main hall is like a brilliant pearl inlaid on the sacred land.

The glazed dome, under the reflection of the moonlight and stars, sparkles with brilliant brilliance.

In the hall of this main hall, a winged guardian god with arms outstretched in an embrace stands quietly in the center.

Its posture is elegant, its face is calm, its eyes reveal endless wisdom and kindness, and it looks up at the sky.

Going down the white stone steps, Ms. Midir, wearing a white priest's robe, crawled on the ground and whispered.

Her face was pious, her voice was soft and pleasant, as if she was praying to someone.

Ode to the Winged Sisters!

An epic hymn that has been lost for a long time in the collection of the Crown Guard family.

Accompanied by Ms. Midir's voice.

This jade-like white main hall is immersed in a sacred atmosphere, time seems to freeze at this moment, and everything seems peaceful and quiet.

Until an unknown moment.

Standing in the center, the winged guardian god in an embrace trembles faintly.

Looking closely, it is not this white stone statue.

It was directly below the statue!

Deep underground in the main hall.

There was a dark room made entirely of white magic-forbidden stone.

Suddenly!

A deep purple glow lit up in the room.

"Burning power."

A light humming sounded, breaking the silence of the dark room.

"Is that you, Kyle!"

Clatter!

Before the words fell, the sound of metal hitting the magic-forbidden stone echoed in the room.

At this time, look carefully.

The deep purple glow that lit up was clearly a pair of weathered eyes.

Fallen Angel Morgana!

This great being who almost disappeared in the mist of time was kneeling on his knees.

The black wings behind him were folded, and they could not be unfolded under the constraints of layers of chains.

Morgana turned her head, and her deep purple eyes looked in the direction of the Dawn Castle.

Within her perception, there was a majestic and blazing force that was sweeping across the capital, ignoring the Forbidden Demon Stone.

"No, something is wrong!"

"This is not Kyle's power!"

Morgana whispered softly, she was extremely familiar with Kyle's Flame of Justice.

"The time has not come yet, Kyle will not leave the star realm easily."

Morgana lowered her head and looked at the black wings beside her, always remembering the scene of the final battle in her heart.

Kael believed that mortal emotions had tarnished the glory of the Star Realm and left Demacia.

Flying to the top of Titan Peak, the other shore in the light.

"So, which star spirit sent down its power and came to Xiongdu?"

Morgana closed her eyes, carefully sensing the raging flames in the distance, and discerned another wave of energy that resisted the power of the stars.

"Demacian power?"

Morgana stood up slowly, and the black wings on her back rolled up the chains, making crisp sounds.

The fire of Nanli burned, reflecting half of the sky red.

Xin Zhao straightened his body, raised the tip of the golden spear, and pointed it at the approaching Huo Jixing.

Even though his long black hair was disheveled, the wrinkles on his forehead and the lines at the corners of his eyes were clearly visible.

But he remains fearless.

"kill!"

Xin Zhao shouted low, waved his arm, and smashed the three-clawed dragon gun towards him.

Sonorous!

Mars is everywhere.

The red fire blade accurately chopped the golden gun blade.

Huo Jixing clearly felt that Xin Zhao's power was fading and was no longer as strong and invulnerable as before.

"This is the helplessness of ordinary people!"

Huo Jixing whispered in his heart.

Compared with extraordinary people, the physical fitness of ordinary people is a shackle that limits their progress.

Huo Jixing kept walking and rushed towards Zhao Xin, who was completely at a disadvantage.

Behind him, Suzaku, whose fire was solidified in Nanli, also lowered his golden eyes.

He was ready to accomplish his feats in one battle.

Xin Zhao directly dealt with the obstruction, and then left directly with Katarina.

As for Jarvan IV.

The glory of the Du Couture family has nothing to do with his secret mission.

If Katarina hadn't said she wanted to try one or two, she would have been ready to test Demacia's power.

He absolutely disagrees with such a risky move.

Sonorous!

The Suzaku's high-pitched cry echoed over the square.

Huo Jixing's eyes narrowed, and he kicked his feet on the ground, as if an arrow was coming from the string, heading straight for Zhao Xin.

The red-gold fireworks wrapped around his body were hot and bright, as if they were about to set the night sky on fire.

The red fire blade in his hand streaked through the air, leaving traces of fireworks that continued like waves, surging towards the target.

Xin Zhao looked at Huo Jixing, who was rushing in front of him, and his instinct was screaming, warning of the approaching danger.

He also sensed the cold murderous intent in the target's red-gold eyes.

But Xin Zhao's heart surged with endless fighting spirit, making his heart feel silent.

【New Moon Guard】!

Faced with Huo Jixing's slashing attack, faced with the golden beak falling from the sky.

Xin Zhao holds the three-clawed dragon spear, surrounds himself, and performs an unstoppable sweep.

The golden light blooms.

It is the bright light emitted by the power of Xin Zhao's three-clawed dragon spear.

Sonorous!

The three-clawed dragon gun swept away Huo Jixing's blade and the approaching Nanli Fire.

Then Xin Zhao seemed to enter some kind of special state, where man and gun merged into one, achieving perfect coordination.

No matter how Huo Jixing attacks, he can always resolve the attack in the most agile way.

Even the scorching Nanli Fire could not get closer than three feet under this strange power.

"What a terrifying skill!"

Huo Jixing looked at Zhao Xin, who was holding a three-clawed dragon spear and fending off the enemy, with burning eyes.

This kind of skill is truly superb!

At the same time, this fight with Xin Zhao allowed him to fully understand the path of combining skills and transcendence, and how to move forward.

"How nice it would be if we weren't the enemy!"

Huo Jixing is eager to fight against such a strong person, which will quickly improve his skill level.

Unfortunately, Xin Zhao is the German governor.

"How long can such a state last with the current physical condition?"

Huo Jixing suppressed his inner thoughts and his eyes turned cold.

Then he put on the [Flowing Fire Feather Clothes] and rushed in front of Xin Zhao.

The fire of Nanli surged, and the red fire blade cut down, like firewood piled into a campfire, intensifying Zhao Xin's consumption.

Only a few moments.

Xin Zhao's breath began to look chaotic, his steady steps staggered, and his arms began to tremble.

until

Sonorous!

The three-clawed dragon spear left his hand.

It draws a beautiful trajectory in the air and inserts into the ground.

The golden gun tail shook slightly, as if whining in a low voice.

Huo Jixing held the red fire blade, pointed at the ground, and walked towards Zhao Xin, whose aura was declining and he was in an unusual state of embarrassment.

"It's over!"

He looked at Xin Zhao and saw a pair of dark and calm eyes, as if he had already anticipated his situation.

[If I pass away, please send me a bouquet of flowers. ]

[I have done what I want to do in my life. ]

[Perhaps at the end of death, you will see many familiar people. ]

[Maybe I will lose my memory. ]

[However, there will always be someone to piece together the memories of my life. ]

Zhao Xin looked at Huo Jixing who was walking over, and remembered that he had written his last words.

He recalled his life and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Yeah, it's time to end!"

"It will end when His Majesty Jarvan III is assassinated."

Huo Jixing looked at Zhao Xin's current state and raised his eyebrows.

But he did not stop, ready to completely get rid of Zhao Xin.

In his field of vision, he also saw Prince Jarvan, holding the Halberd of Atama, rushing towards the main gate of Dawn Castle, and saw Shyvana with flaming eyes and angry expression.

This seemingly long battle was actually very short.

It was a duel between masters.

Even so, Huo Jixing saw many extraordinary auras approaching Dawn Castle quickly during the battle.

There must be heroes in his past life memories among them.

Because he saw the clouds belonging to Lux and Vayne.

Just as he was about to swing the Red Fire Blade and slash at Zhao Xin, he suddenly smelled a very dangerous aura deep in his heart.

Bang!

Huo Jixing stomped on the ground and retreated without saying anything. The Suzaku, which was condensed by the Fire of Nanli, folded its wings and guarded by his side.

"Who is it?"

He looked at Shyvana and Prince Jarvan, who were guarding in front of Xin Zhao and ready for battle, and his pupils shrank.

It's not them!

It's definitely not them!

Then there must be someone in the dark! ?

Huo Jixing's throat moved slightly. This danger that could come at any time was the most terrifying he had ever encountered.

Even the Crimson Reaper Vladimir or the Eternal Nightmare Mordecai did not bring such a danger.

Huo Jixing immediately decided to leave the Dawn Castle immediately.

The noise was already big enough.

He could retire with honor.

Although Katarina had promised earlier that Morgana would never take action.

But he would not completely believe it.

Huo Jixing looked deeply at Xin Zhao who was leaning against Prince Jarvan, and immediately turned around and grabbed Katarina.

Behind him, [Dancing Wings] opened, and the rolling heat waves swept through, blowing Katarina's hair.

Katarina seemed to have noticed something and hugged Huo Jixing's arm tightly.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The wings of flames fluttered, and Huo Jixing was about to hug Katarina and leave.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The sound of arrows and crossbows rang out, piercing the night sky.

The palace guards waiting around the Dawn Castle saw that the enemy intended to leave, and immediately pulled the bowstrings.

"Get out of here!"

Huo Jixing roared, and the hot flames raged, rolling away the arrows and crossbows that were attacking, and immediately took off and spread his wings.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

As soon as the wings of the dancing sky spread, the danger that loomed in his heart came crashing down.

Huo Jixing looked out of the corner of his eye, in the dark shadow of the Dawn Castle.

A dark force appeared out of thin air, turned into a dark sphere, and attacked him.

The seemingly slow speed seemed to cross the distance of space and come directly to him.

The moment he saw the dark magic ball.

Huo Jixing's heart pounded, and he quickly understood who attacked him.

Fallen Angel Morgana!

"It's this power!"

Katarina in his arms also spoke at the right time, telling Huo Jixing that the dark sphere in front of him was exactly the same as the power that attacked him before.

At the moment, Huo Jixing had no time to respond.

He immediately awakened the Nanli Fire in his body and gathered it on the Red Fire Blade in his hand.

The solid Vermillion Bird behind him also cried at the same time.

Until this moment, facing the dark sphere in front of him.

Only then did Huo Jixing realize that he had underestimated Morgana's strength and overestimated himself.