The Glory of Noxus

Rock Village.

Desert outside a small oasis.

In the diffuse sandstorm, Kassadin wore a robe to cover his body, dressed like a pilgrim, and walked south with firm eyes.

Behind him, Huo Jixing and Ezreal, also wearing robes that blocked the wind and sand, followed silently, one behind the other.

Seen from a distance, their figures are dotted by the wind and sand in the sky, like scholars searching for the truth in the desert. The golden sand covers up the rows of footprints left behind.

Ezreal tightened his hood, covering his handsome face, and his eyes behind the goggles scanned the desolate desert.

He was originally hired by Kassadin and was preparing to leave the rock village.

However, when he heard that Huo Jixing was going to say goodbye to Kassadin.

As an explorer who is always full of curiosity, Ezreal followed him as a matter of course.

Huo Jixing and others are all extraordinary beings with strong strength, and the impact of the desert weather on them is almost negligible.

The scorching wind and sand rolled up, carrying terrifying high temperatures, whistling past them, but unable to stop their footsteps.

After a while.

The small oasis where the rock village was located has disappeared without a trace, leaving only the golden desert around.

The sun is scorching the earth, and the sand is jumping in the breeze, as if you are in an endless golden ocean.

Continue heading south.

The endless golden hills fell into everyone's field of vision. They were like huge waves, undulating.

Further in the distance, there are huge mountains that tower into the clouds, like natural barriers, guarding this ancient and mysterious land.

This area is already a remote area of ​​Shurima, deserted, desolate and claustrophobic.

Looking around, you can see many hollow rocks, standing quietly at the foot of the mountains.

When Huo Jixing and others passed by, a strong wind blew and a whistle sounded, like the wail of a dead soul.

"After crossing this mountain range, you can reach the edge of Icacia."

Kassadin's hoarse and deep voice came regardless of the wind and sand.

"Send it here."

Huo Jixing looked at the mountains in the distance, with an inexplicable look of expectation flashing in his eyes.

"Let's look further ahead. I have never seen the land of Icacia, and I have already come here, so the rest of the journey doesn't matter."

Kassadin looked back at the figures of Huo Jixing and Ezreal, nodded slowly and said nothing, his deep eyes hiding invisible secrets.

As everyone walked forward slowly, the mountains in front of them seemed to have lost their tranquility and beauty in an instant, and became dilapidated.

The gray mountain top is covered with a thick layer of gray. No breath of life can be seen, and the silence is suffocating.

There were whimpering sounds all around, and an indescribable and strange aura filled the air.

It belongs neither to death nor to life, but is beyond both and carries unpredictable dangers.

suddenly!

Kassadin at the front stopped, reached out from the package on his back, took out the items he carried, and armed himself.

When Huo Jixing saw this, his heart moved. After exchanging a look with Ezreal, they both walked forward.

The next moment!

The sight before them made them hold their breath involuntarily.

It is the land of Icacia that was eroded by the power of the void.

The desolation of this land far exceeded Huo Jixing and Ezreal's imagination.

It can be said that the sky is falling and the earth is devastated!

I saw dark clouds covering the sky, blocking the sunlight, and only darkness descended.

The vast and endless land seemed to be torn apart by terrifying invisible claws, leaving behind bottomless ravines.

These ravines are criss-crossed, like the painful cry of the earth, silently telling the disaster that has happened.

Further away, countless broken canyons seemed to have been invaded by the aftermath of the battle and split into two.

A dark purple light emitted from the depths of the crack, a light that made people extremely heart-stopping.

It covers the canyon, as if it is the mark left by the power of the void, and it is also the last struggle and wailing on this land.

The land of Icathia was not what it was before. It had a rich and diverse civilization.

But after opening the Void Gate, everything changed completely.

The splendid civilization of Icathia disappeared in the long river of history, leaving only the forgotten land of Icathia.

"We are insignificant."

Kassadin stared at Icacia, the gauze robe he was wearing was discarded, revealing the dark purple ancient armor.

"But it's not all bad!"

He turned sideways, looked back at Huo Jixing and Ezreal, and said his final goodbyes.

"Just send me here. It's time to go back."

After saying that, without waiting for an answer, Kassadin headed south, his deep purple eyes looking at the location of Icathia's former capital.

He will definitely take revenge, even if it costs his life.

But for a moment, Kassadin's figure gradually blurred in the devastated ravines, and finally disappeared on the distant horizon.

Huo Jixing and Ezreal stood there in silence, watching Kassadin leave.

"What do we say now?"

Ezreal withdrew his gaze, raised his eyes to look at Huo Jixing, and suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart.

For some reason, he had a premonition that he would enter Icacia at some point in the future.

[Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Eyes]!

Red-gold flames ignited in Huo Jixing's dark eyes, and he looked at this desolate and dilapidated land.

Souls!

Countless broken souls filled his vision!

They were like prisoners, trapped in this dilapidated land, unable to extricate themselves.

Huo Jixing suddenly realized that these souls were the Ekassia people who had died with this land.

Their wandering and staying added a sense of heaviness and sadness to this forgotten land.

At the same time.

The deep and cold purple light that belonged to the void appeared in Huo Jixing's vision, spreading over Ekassia.

It was so high above that he didn't know where the other end was, covering Huo Jixing's prying, so that he couldn't see the existence of any clouds.

Clang!

In the red-gold eyes, the South Li Suzaku raised its head and spread its wings, which were reflected on the pupils.

Then, in the high-pitched cry of the South Li Suzaku, Huo Jixing's eyes broke through the limitations of the power of the void.

The next moment!

He looked far and saw a deep purple cloud in the central area of ​​Icathia, reaching the sky and the earth.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a star-like eye hidden at the bottom of the cloud.

Before Huo Jixing could react, his star-like purple eyes slightly opened, and a deep and endless breath rushed to his face.

"Hmm!"

Huo Jixing subconsciously closed [Red Eyes and Fire Pupils], but it was still a little late, and the intense pain instantly swept through the sea of ​​consciousness.

Two lines of red-gold blood and tears flowed down the corners of his closed eyes and crossed his cheeks.

"Mr. Charles, what's wrong with you?"

Ezreal heard the voice and immediately looked at Huo Jixing, seeing the two lines of blood and tears flowing on his face, his expression was nervous, and his brows were furrowed.

"I'm fine!"

Huo Jixing shook his head, wiped the red-gold blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Let's go, let's leave here."

At this moment, he somewhat understood why the Valoran continent would selectively forget the land of Icathia.

The silent will of the void always exists on this land, waiting to wake up.

Waiting for the future battle!

After leaving the edge of Icathia.

Ezreal said goodbye to Huo Jixing at the fork of the desert ancient road. He was going to complete Kassadin's hired mission.

This Shurima expedition plan is almost coming to an end.

Ezreal has experienced many twists and turns, and even almost died in the rock village.

He decided to take a good rest for a while to restore his physical strength and spirit, and took Kassadin's mission by the way.

Because many places in the mission are exactly where he is going next.

Separation is the norm in life.

Huo Jixing has long been accustomed to the existence of such emotions. After waving goodbye to Ezreal, he returned to the rock village alone.

His two goals have been achieved, one is to bid farewell to Kassadin, and the other is to spy on the forgotten land of Icathia.

In the rock village, Xiamara commanded the caravan guards to prepare before leaving.

The stored food and water were placed on the back of the multi-man beast to ensure that the caravan could cope with various situations during the journey.

After Huo Jixing returned, Xiamara led the caravan to slowly leave the village and set off on the journey home in the sunset.

But in the depths of the Harise Desert, the dark night fell quietly like an invisible curtain.

The freezing cold wind raged between the sand dunes, rolling up waves of fine sand.

The Midalda caravan was staying on the back of a huge sand dune, busy setting up camp.

The caravan guards were wearing thick gauze robes and dispersed.

They were either confirming whether the goods were intact, or cooking food, roasting bonfires, and dispelling the coldness on their bodies.

The temperature difference between day and night in the depths of the desert is really too great.

During the day, the high temperature invaded and the scorching sun scorched the desert, making it difficult to breathe.

At night, it was biting cold and the rolled up sand slapped the face.

Xiamara sat in the tent on the back of the giant beast, looking around with cold eyes.

The desert at night is a world far more dangerous than the daytime, with countless threats lurking.

It could be a cunning desert raider or a ferocious desert beast.

She must remain vigilant enough.

After the battle in the rock village, the caravan guards lost half of their members, and the slaves were almost lost, and the defense force was already somewhat insufficient.

But Xiamara was not worried about the safety of the caravan at all, because Huo Jixing was in the team.

The terrifying strength he showed in the battle in the rock village was enough to soothe Xiamara's worries.

The candlelight lit up, illuminating the thick tent.

Huo Jixing was enjoying dinner, and beside him was a curled up, well-fed snow-white Poro.

After parting with Kassadin, he did not rush back to Beljuin.

Instead, he chose to embark on the journey home with the Midalda caravan.

He wanted to see how the situation in Shurima had changed in recent times.

Shamara had told him before that the resurrected Desert Emperor Azir was now raising the sun disc again in Vekaura, intending to restore the glory of the Shurima Empire.

And the ancient witch spirit Xerath was making plans in Nerimaj to build his own power to fight against Azir.

Huo Jixing was full of curiosity. What kind of changes would the confrontation and struggle between these two bring to the Shurima continent?