The Glory of Noxus

The fire of Nanli ignited, and the red-gold glow was like the dawn, driving away the darkness and illuminating the cold night sky.

Huo Jixing stood out of thin air, staring coldly at Volibear's will surrounding Thunder.

The Thunder of Destruction, which was supposed to follow the orders of Volibear's will, now became the power to obliterate himself.

Raging flames burned the valley, deep purple thunder was like stars streaking across the sky, and streaks of lightning pierced the body of the bloody bear.

moment!

The blood-colored energy disintegrated, almost solidifying, and the terrifying body as hard as iron melted from the inside out.

Together with the black roots on the surface of the body, they were also destroyed by the thunder.

roar!

In the final roar of unwillingness, Volibear's will could no longer hold on and shattered.

The bloody energy used in sacrifices to the gods went out of control and caused chaos in the valley, causing the snow in the mountains to tremble and gravel to fall.

Click!

The dark purple thunder danced wildly, consuming the remaining blood energy and destroying the blood rune array in the valley.

When Huo Jixing saw this, there was no trace of happiness on his handsome face.

He looked at the bloody energy slowly dissolving in the valley, and truly saw nearly a hundred tortured souls dispersing into the air.

It is the soul of a Noxian!

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered, and energy like black mercury filled his pupils.

With the help of the innate ability given by the Xuanwu Constellation, he explored the soul's return path and saw the familiar power of the underworld pulling the soul.

"The underworld is running normally. Is the winner between Kindred and Mordekaiser?"

With the death of the bloody giant bear.

Huo Jixing fell down, the scorching Nanli fire was extinguished, and the wildly dancing lightning and thunder disappeared into the clouds.

He walked in the valley covered by wind and snow, looking at the broken rune array on the ground.

"This is the forbidden rune circle!"

Just when Huo Jixing was confused, Evelin walked out of the dark shadow and came behind him quietly.

"In ancient times, such taboo rune formations for sacrificing life have appeared in many tribes, and they were often used to sacrifice life to please the gods."

"As for the soul that just appeared, it was affected by the power of the aftermath of your battle and unexpectedly appeared."

Evelin seemed to have thought of something interesting, she reached out and rubbed her chin, looked at Huo Jixing who was looking over, and laughed softly.

"I remember that there are records related to the forbidden rune circle in the capital of Noxus."

"The black rose is specially dedicated to the former commander Brown Darkwill."

"It's a pity that the dim old guy is more afraid of the power of the black rose, and he doesn't dare to sacrifice for fear that it is a trap."

When Huo Jixing heard this, he frowned and looked around at Volibear's will that was gradually dissipating in the air.

"Sacrifice of flesh and blood to please the gods."

"Sure enough, Black Rose and the old god Volibear secretly cooperated."

Huo Jixing looked deeply at the flames in the valley, which reflected the stone walls and mountain roads red.

Immediately, he soared into the sky again and started searching around the Iron Thorn Mountains.

until dawn.

Huo Jixing rode the hazy clouds and returned to the valley village.

"With such a strong smell of blood, it looks like your kid had a lot of fun last night."

At the entrance of the ice and snow village, Kled, who had been waiting all night, rode out on Skaar, with an extinguished bonfire behind him.

"Well, I gained something."

When Huo Jixing saw Klie, a smile appeared on his cold face.

After he cleaned up the resurrected Volibear's will in the valley, he found many small sacrificial circles behind the nearby mountains.

With his current strength, it is very easy to deal with those weak Volibear wills.

After all, those Volibear wills have no reason, they are just the wills formed by the fusion of many Volibear auras.

"It's the old god Volibear."

Huo Jixing and Klie walked side by side. After pondering for a while, they expressed their guesses.

"He seems to be unable to wait, or wants to solve something, so he is secretly cooperating with Black Rose and preparing to fully revive his will and strength."

The forbidden rune array provided by the Black Rose not only pleases the gods with flesh and blood, but also provides power to the gods.

Huo Jixing's midnight cleaning operation directly destroyed all nearby taboo rune formations.

Finally, he made his own calculation based on the few clues he got and the corpses of Noxian soldiers in the magic circle.

The true goal of the old god Volibear and the Black Rose is——

An important city in the North of Noxus, Dredge Fort!

"So what do we do now?"

After listening to Huo Jixing's narration, Klie frowned and realized the seriousness of the matter.

Is Black Rose completely crazy?

He actually wants to sacrifice all the lives in the Diver Fort to the old god Volibear.

"Go directly to Diver Fort."

Huo Jixing looked at the snow-capped, endless Iron Thorn Mountains and said in a deep voice.

On the rugged snow-white mountain road, a column of Noxian bloody cavalry galloped forward, driving their tall and handsome horses.

The destination was the Imperial Chapter Group commanded by Wilson.

Huo Jixing withdrew his gaze and looked at the valley village behind him.

The remaining Noxian Scarlet Cavalry have all assembled, and an atmosphere of silence and solemnity hangs over the village.

They stared at Huo Jixing and Kled standing in front of them, their eyes filled with enthusiasm, unafraid of any challenge.

"Set off!"

Huo Jixing roared lowly and took the lead.

Kled followed closely, Gregory hugged Anne tightly, not to be outdone, and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry also rode forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dull sound of horse hooves trampled the wind and snow, echoing in the valley.

Looking from a distance, the figures of Huo Jixing and his group seemed like crimson lightning, streaking across the silent world of ice and snow, extending into the distance.

Iron Thorn Mountains.

Between rolling peaks and snow-covered hills

The crimson flag of the Noxian Empire fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound.

The Imperial Chapter cluster was like a group of vigilant ancient behemoths, moving slowly but firmly.

Compared with Huo Jixing's solo action.

The movements of the Imperial Chapter Group appeared more cautious and slow.

In addition to maintaining the speed of the march, they also had to ensure that the array was neat and orderly.

Each Chapter has its own responsibilities and positions, which is key to their ability to respond quickly when encountering a surprise attack.

Chinese army camp.

Wearing red and black armor, Wilson was handling the affairs of the battle group, and was assisted by soldiers from the Reiser garrison on the left and right sides.

Wow!

Suddenly, the heavy curtain was opened, and the biting cold wind blew in.

Wilson immediately looked up and saw a weathered Noxian blood cavalry walking over quickly, his cracked lips turning purple.

"According to Lord Huo Jixing's order, all battle groups will immediately head to Diver Fort at full speed without any delay."

Hearing the hoarse words of the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, Wilson and the soldiers of the Lesser Guard Corps present instantly understood the importance of the matter.

Huo Jixing and Klie have found clues in the Iron Thorn Mountains and are the first to rush to the rescue of Fort Diver.

"Pass the order, except for the baggage battle group and the heavy armored infantry battle group, the other battle groups will move forward in simple equipment." Wilson made a decision.

"Destination, Fort Diver."

"yes!"

The soldier from the Reese Guard Corps replied solemnly.

Within a moment, the Chinese army camp quickly became busy, and heralds rushed out of the camp gate one by one.

Their figures moved through the night and snow, conveying Wilson's orders to each battle group.

From time to time, leaders of battle groups near the Chinese army gathered in the camp.

They have a keen sense of smell and understand that a life and death battle is coming.

But they did not choose to retreat.

Wrapped in horse leather, it is the honor of every Noxian soldier to die on the battlefield.

The frontline commandos were even more direct, like a black wave, surging into the depths of the Iron Thorn Mountains.

Snowflakes fluttered in the air and fell on their armor and flags, as if the empire was giving them a sacred mission.

Freljord, deep in the icy tundra.

Wrath of the North Sejuani's Winter's Claw tribe is stationed in the valley.

I saw dome tents rising up like mushrooms growing on the snow, blending in with the surrounding environment.

These tents are all made of thick animal skins, which can withstand the cold and provide a warm haven for tribal warriors.

In the center of the valley, a clearly different dome tent was covered with wind and snow, and the blue boundary pole marked it as Sejuani's tent.

Inside the heavy tent, the stove was lit, driving away the cold wind and bringing warmth.

Sejuani frowned and looked at the sheepskin letter in her hand, a coldness in her eyes.

"There is news from the front line that the Ursine tribe seems to have encountered something. Many Ursine monsters are flocking to the Noxus Empire."

"Is there any specific news?"

Udyr wrapped his blanket tightly and stretched out his hand to play with the carbonized wood in the fire.

Since the confrontation with the old god Volibear.

Udyr felt that the chaos that was constantly eroding his consciousness had been reduced a lot, and he could barely control it.

Sejuani shook her head and replied: "There is no specific news yet, but we must be prepared just in case."

"The nearby Blood Alliance tribe secretly dispatched scouts to follow the traces of the bear-man monsters. It is estimated that news will come in a few days."

Sejuani thought of the Noxus Empire, and the scenes of the Second Freljord War could not help but appear in front of her eyes.

She saw the raging war and the heroic fighting of tribal warriors and blood alliance warriors.

If it weren't for the betrayal of the Ursine monsters, the Winter's Claw tribe might have been able to break through the battle group led by Darius.

But she couldn't blame those werebear monsters who had lost their minds.

Flesh and blood is their food and their instinct.

How could they resist the temptation to devour the corpses of Winter's Claw warriors?

The final result was that the Winter's Claw tribe failed and returned, and became mortal enemies with the werebear monsters.

"Hopefully, there will be a fierce conflict between them, so that it can relieve the pressure on us."

Udyr rubbed his tired face and said softly.

The Winter's Claw tribe has been under pressure from the werebear monsters since their defeat in the Second Freljord War.

They are like tireless and terrifying monsters, eroding the homes and spirits of the Winter's Claw tribe.

Volibear wants to return this land to the wild and let the blood flow freely.

It's just that he lost most of his power during his slumber, and now he has not fully recovered the power of the ancient path.

After several consecutive battles, the Winter's Claw tribe and the Ursine tribe suffered losses from each other.

Fortunately, over the past few summers, the Avarosa Tribe has provided a lot of material assistance.

This seemingly simple aid has allowed the Winter's Claw tribe to gain valuable time and people.

Otherwise, the Winter's Claw tribe's losses would be several times greater than they are now.

"Ashe!"

The figure of a white-haired girl that Udyr had seen before automatically emerged in his mind.

At that time, Ashe had not yet become the war mother of the Ice Archer Tribe (the predecessor of the Avarosa Tribe), but was just an extraordinary person with ice blood.

Although her potential and talent have attracted everyone's attention.

But now Ashe is no longer the young girl she once was.

She leads the largest tribe in the north of Freljord and is supported by many nearby tribes.

Her arrows are as firm as her will, and every shot is full of power and determination.

She has become one of the most famous war mothers in Freljord.

"Do you want me to go over and take a look?"

Udyr stopped what he was doing, looked at Sejuani, and expressed his concerns.

"The power of the old god Volibear can pollute and erode the consciousness of ordinary people."

"No need." Sejuani shook her head.

"I have arranged for Olaf to go over."

Hearing Olaf's name, Udyr chuckled softly. The two have a good relationship.

Olaf is a new member of the Winter Claw tribe, but the power he possesses surprised Udyr.

Olaf comes from Lokfar, a coastal peninsula of the Freljord.

Driven by a raging desire, he rampages on the snowy tundra, slaughtering dozens of great warriors and legendary beasts.

After winning, Olaf comes to challenge the most terrifying warmother in the Freljord -

Sejuani, the Fury of the North!

As a result, Olaf becomes the cruel law enforcer of the Winter Claw tribe.

Udyr gets up, says goodbye to Sejuani, and walks out of the tent wrapped in a heavy robe.

He wants to go to the nearby area to see that the bear monsters often harass the blood tribe and plunder young tribal warriors.

Outside the tent, Udyr shivers.

The rain last night has turned into hard ice, and the light blue frost covers the ground, hindering his steps.

Udyr does not use the power of the beast spirit in his body, and walks forward cautiously.

The morning light never came.

Gray clouds rolled over the sea, blocking the returning sun.

He saw that the winter of the Winter Claw tribe this year was not easy, and it was colder than in previous years.

Coupled with the harassment of the bear monsters, they had not safely spent the winter for a long time.

Udyr had just left the valley, and before he had walked away completely, he met a girl who looked strangely dressed in front of him.

The strange girl wore a blue magic hat and a thick and soft white robe.

She wore a pair of high boots made of fine leather, showing her slender legs.

It didn't look like the style of Freljord, but more like Piltover.

In her hand, she also held a slender staff that flashed with magic light, and the magic power surged, driving away the cold wind.

It had been icy last night, but there was no trace of it on the girl's body, and she remained neat.