The Glory of Noxus

Hydra Tavern.

Miss Fortune closed the magazines of her pistols with a cold look and placed them side by side on the table next to the dagger.

The frantic ringing of bells and shrieking alarms echoed in the city below the mountain.

She knew what it meant.

The Night of the Soul!

Miss Fortune didn't take the coming storm seriously at all.

All the windows of the tavern were wide open, provoking the shadow of the coming death.

The sobbing sea breeze blew in with the hunger and biting cold of the evil spirits.

Miss Fortune saw countless people screaming on the docks of Bilgewater Bay.

They left the docks and docks in fear and panic, ran into the city, and fled desperately in the winding streets.

Regardless of age, sex, all fled without looking back, and some unlucky people fell into the water but no one paid attention.

The sounds of windows and doors closing in the buildings near the shore and the docks were connected in a chain.

And the houses where these people lived were hung with strange signs, like patterns woven by tentacles, covered with thick white powder.

They are devout followers of Nagakabouros.

Miss Fortune looked at the black fog that had landed on the island, and couldn't help but think of Illaoi's words.

She stroked the pendant around her neck.

The touch of the coral was warm.

Although she didn't really believe in the meaning of it, it was undoubtedly a beautiful little thing.

The door behind her opened quietly, and Miss Fortune let go of the pendant in her hand.

She knew who the visitor was without turning back, or rather, only one person dared to enter the room without knocking.

"What are you doing?"

Raven walked in and saw the wide open window with a solemn expression.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

Miss Fortune seemed to catch some inspiration, staring at the black fog close at hand, and whispered softly.

"I think you're doing something stupid, very stupid." Raven said in a deep voice.

"Stupid thing?"

Miss Fortune put her hands on the table, and her scarlet hair fell, blocking her vision.

"We paid with blood to dethrone Gangplank. I will not let the Harrowing end like this."

"What?" Raven asked.

"Take Bilgewater away from me."

Miss Fortune grabbed her pistol and slid it into the holster at her waist.

"You can't stop me."

"We're not here to stop you," Raven said with a smile.

Miss Fortune turned around and saw Raven standing in the doorway, followed by a group of his best men.

They were waiting in the hallway, armed with muskets, revolvers, clanking homemade fragmentation bombs, and machetes.

The variety of weapons was so great that it looked like they had just robbed a museum.

"It doesn't look like what you're going to do is much smarter."

"Yes."

Raven walked to the window and looked out into the thick black fog.

"Do you think we'll let our captain face this alone?"

"I nearly died trying to depose Gangplank, and it's not over yet. I don't expect you to follow me, not tonight."

Miss Fortune walked over to her men and stood, her hands resting on the handle of her walnut pistol.

"This battle has nothing to do with you. It's my test."

"Nonsense, of course it has."

Raven turned around and stood behind Miss Fortune with a sword in hand.

"There's a 100% chance that we won't see the morning sun."

Miss Fortune spoke softly, a smile puffing up her crimson lips.

"Captain, this isn't the first time we've experienced the Harrowing."

Raven slapped the skull on the top of the hilt: "It definitely won't be the last time."

Although it was different from avoiding the Harrowing before, this time he had to hit the ghosts and undead in the black fog.

But he was still fearless.

"It's time for us to get on board!"

Miss Fortune walked out of the tavern confidently, facing the night, and came to the Siren docked nearby.

The cold sea breeze was like an angry child, blowing the huge pearl-colored sails, making waves of sound.

The carefully carved woodwork exudes a luxurious and neat image, like a captain about to board the ship.

Miss Fortune boarded the ship first and came to the bow. Haven and his men behind her quickly took their positions.

But in a moment, a cannon was pushed onto the deck, and there was a huge double-barreled turret at the stern, aiming at the black fog from a distance.

The black fog swept across, submerging half of Bilgewater.

The ordinary tavern had been cleaned up before the black fog invaded, turning it into a temporary battle position.

The garrison soldiers of Reiser stood in their respective positions in an orderly manner according to the deployment of the previous drill.

They stared at the black fog outside the window, and sweat filled their palms, wetting their weapons.

Huo Jixing came to the back of the wall on top of the tavern and looked at the black fog surging in front of him.

When the first wisp of black fog approached the tavern, Yosip's face was cold and he roared.

"Attack!"

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Accompanied by the sound of burning flames.

The arrows in the hands of the soldiers of the Reiser Legion were quickly ignited, and the scorching flames jumped on the arrows.

They bent their bows and arrows, staring at the black fog with cold eyes.

The bowstring was released, and the flaming arrows flew straight towards the black fog with blazing flames.

In an instant!

The dark night sky seemed to be full of sparks, beautiful and dangerous.

However, the black fog seemed to be completely indifferent to these flaming arrows and let them fall.

The crackling sound of the flames just sounded, and then it immediately disappeared without a trace, and the flames were extinguished.

The black fog continued to move forward slowly, covering the nearby streets and buildings.

Seeing this, Yosip's expression remained unchanged, and he whispered a spell.

As the spell fell, a huge ice-blue arrow gradually emerged in front of him.

The cold wind swept through, and the fine ice debris climbed up the wall, freezing the air faintly.

"Go!"

Yosip shouted softly.

The fist-sized ice arrow broke through the air, rushing straight into the black fog with strong cold air, leaving an ice-blue track along the way.

As soon as it entered the black fog, the ice arrow exploded, and the diffuse cold air condensed the surrounding black fog, and actually cast a dark blue wall.

From a distance, this wall was condensed by pure black fog and cold air. It was both solid and cold, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Yosip breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to his masterpiece, and showed a satisfied look in his eyes.

Before he could smile.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A sharp sound of breaking came, breaking the tranquility of the tavern.

The seemingly solid blue wall seemed to be hit by a terrifying force and shattered.

The black fog surged out from it and continued to move forward.

Yosip's face changed suddenly. He didn't expect that his attack would have no effect.

In just a short time, the black fog was close to the tavern, less than ten feet away.

This made Yosip clearly feel the coldness in the air.

The blood in the body seemed to be frozen, and the biting coldness permeated the soul.

The soldiers of the Reiser Garrison in the tavern were similar.

Their bodies began to tremble unconsciously, and the weapons held tightly in their hands and the armor they wore could not provide any sense of security.

However, Trist and Graves were much better.

Facing the rolling black fog, they looked a little worried, feeling the chill in the air at all times, ready to take action at any time.

However, when they saw Huo Jixing standing still, they immediately suppressed their impulse.

Clang!

In a trance, Yosip seemed to hear a crisp cry.

This sound was like the collision of metals and the vibration of strings, instantly penetrating the silence around and echoing in everyone's heart.

At the same time, a warm burning feeling suddenly appeared and filled Yosip's whole body.

This warmth was like the sunshine in spring, instantly melting the biting cold in his body.

The soldiers of the Reiser garrison also felt this warmth.

Their bodies recovered, and the muscles that were originally stiff due to the cold became flexible and powerful again.

Yosip came back to his senses and stared at the black fog in front of him.

The black fog that was originally surging forward seemed to encounter some resistance and could no longer move forward.

It was Lord Huo Jixing who took action. Yosip said in his heart.

He looked at the tavern as the center, and there was no black fog within a radius of ten feet that could approach.

Once it entered the range, the black fog disappeared like a moth to a flame.

Drizzt's eyes narrowed, and he keenly sensed the difference in the air.

He saw many flame-shaped lines in the air interweaving together, surrounding the tavern.

The movement here soon attracted the attention of some beings in the black fog.