The Glory of Noxus

Summer is here in the Freljord.

The thick clouds seemed like a dark gray curtain, blocking the scorching sun from coming down.

The world is still immersed in a gray atmosphere, as if the summer heat has nothing to do with this place.

In front of the quiet village, snowflakes fell gently, like elves in the sky, leaving a trace of white on the gray earth.

A boy wrapped in heavy fabric was looking up at the sky, with a sad look in his eyes.

His dark pupils reflected the happy times of the past, but the cruelty of reality made it impossible for him to avoid it.

Last summer, the village suffered a disaster due to insufficient food storage.

Many villagers lost their lives due to hunger, and their departure brought deep pain to the village.

The sad boy's former playmate also died in the disaster, leaving him feeling extremely lonely and helpless.

The reason why he was able to survive was because before summer, he unexpectedly met an envoy from the Winter's Claw tribe and awakened his great potential.

The potential of a beast spirit walker!

It is because of this special potential that he is favored in life in the village.

Even if the village is short of supplies, it will try its best to provide him with sufficient food and heavy fabrics.

"Teacher Udyr, why is the Freljord so cold?" The sad boy lowered his eyes and looked at the snow-capped world.

Udyr, this is the name of the messenger of the Winter's Claw tribe and the boy's master.

"Perhaps the life of the Winter's Claw tribe will be different from here?"

The sad boy closed his eyes, recalling Udyr's instructions before leaving, and felt an inexplicable expectation in his heart.

"Nazak, when I finish what I'm doing, I will help you with your training."

"As long as you can communicate with the beast spirits and get their blessings, your village will be protected by the Winter's Claw tribe."

"Even signing a blood oath with Your Majesty Sejuani in the future is not an extravagant hope."

Nazak opened his innocent eyes and whispered softly: "Is it the power of the Beast Spirit Walker?"

He looked out at the summer sunshine outside the clouds, and saw scattered snowflakes approaching, bringing him back to reality with a hint of coolness.

Whoops!

A biting cold wind suddenly blew up, bringing dancing snowflakes and endless chill to the village.

"Nazak, don't stay outside, come back quickly, keep it warm in the house."

The low voice passed through the snowflakes in the sky, recalling Nazak's thoughts.

Nazak looked back and happened to see the old village chief waving to him, gesturing for him to return to the house.

On the frozen frozen land of Freljord, only sturdy houses and warm tents can withstand the cold wind.

The night falls and a cold wind sweeps across the village.

Nazak was wrapped in heavy fabrics, lay on the wooden bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, a slight sound came, breaking the silent night.

Nazak immediately woke up from his deep sleep, opened his hazy eyes, and looked at the narrow window, only to see orange light flickering in the darkness.

"Huh? The village is on fire?"

Nazak's sleepiness receded instantly, and when he woke up, waves of uneasy emotions emerged, as if something ominous was about to happen.

Without enough time to put on his clothes, he hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door.

In an instant, a biting cold wind hit, carrying a strong smell of blood and pouring into the room.

Nazak stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight into his mind.

Orange flames raged on several houses in the distance, lighting up half of the night sky.

He saw shocking blood stains scattered everywhere, as well as scattered figures lying down.

Nazak tried to look for survivors, but could only see twisted, painful, lifeless faces.

In the village that was once so familiar, there are now terrifying monsters that look like giant bears, slaughtering the villagers wantonly.

Ta-ta! Ta-ta!

In the snow in front of the door, the old village chief, covered in blood, ran over quickly, picked up Nazak, who was standing there, and ran to the cellar, preparing to hide him.

Nazak is the village's only hope.

Even if the village is destroyed, as long as the beast spirit walkers escape, it will be possible to rebuild their homes afterwards.

puff!

Warm blood spurted out and covered Nazak's face, making the sad boy stunned for a moment.

He looked at the amiable village chief in front of him with some disbelief, and then at the bloody claws protruding from his chest.

"Run faster, run faster!"

The village chief used his last strength to push Nazak away from his arms.

Then he half-knelt on the ground, loosened his hands weakly, gasped softly, and blood overflowed from his mouth and covered his clothes.

"Don't look back!"

He said these words with difficulty, as if to tell Nazak that no matter what happens, he must move forward bravely and not dwell on the past.

Nazak stood stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with horror and grief.

He looked deeply at the village chief who took care of him like a loving father, turned around suddenly, and was about to run out of the village.

But Nazak underestimated the cruelty and tyranny of the bear-man monster.

Bang!

A strong bear-man monster wearing a crow-feather hood strode over, pressed Nazak's neck with both hands, and pushed him into the snow, his scarlet eyes flashing.

"Beast Spirit Walker?"

As if feeling his specialness, the bear-man monster opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth stained with blood.

roar!

In the roar of excitement, the bear monsters heard the order and ran quickly. The corpses of villagers were placed in the center of the village.

After a short while, a bloody sacrifice began hastily.

The sacrifices were all the corpses in the village.

And Nazak, with his limbs broken, collapsed in the center of the rune array.

The only thing that could move was his eyes full of hatred, looking around at the bear monsters that were gathering around him.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Amid the calls of the bear monsters, the blood-red light lit up, and thunder and lightning appeared out of thin air above the dark sky, rumbling.

The next moment!

Nazak's eyes trembled, the whites of his eyes spread across his eye sockets, the corners of his mouth opened involuntarily, and saliva flowed.

In his consciousness, a giant bear that could reach the sky and the earth stood with its head held high, roaring silently, with thousands of thunders entwined around its body.

"Roaring thunder, rolling thunderstorm."

"Voliber. My Lord!"

Nazak murmured in a low voice, black liquid gushed out of his mouth and nose, and his weak body underwent amazing changes.

The broken limbs healed, the strong muscles were as hard as steel and burst through the clothes, and the shiny black fur covered the body.

His face was no longer young, but more fierce, with a wild glow in his eyes.

After a while, Nazak became almost the same as the bear monsters he had seen, but he looked more powerful.

"I long for power, my Lord, please give me wild magic."

In the low call, Nazak opened his eyes again and staggered out of the blood rune array.

He walked step by step to the leader of the bear monsters, looking down at the target who was prostrating himself.

Crack!

Nazak smashed the head of the bear monster leader with all his strength, and his sharp claws opened his belly and dug out a pile of rotten bones.

"Roar!"

Nazak coldly took off the crow feather hood of the bear monster leader and put it on his head.

Then, he tore off the bloody bear skin again and put it on as a cloak.

The surrounding bear monsters could not resist the wild magic in Nazak's body, and could only tremble and lower their heads to show their submission.

"From now on, we will protect this land with a more tenacious will and a wilder attitude, and respond to the call of our Lord."

Nazak's words rang out, interweaving with the thunder in the sky, announcing the birth of a new leader!

"The end of fate, my Lord!"

The hunting lord looked to the north, and a thick black liquid like ink flowed in his eyes.

Past memories flashed in his mind like a horse-drawn lantern, like the stars in the distant starry sky.

Nazak, his former name.

After he became the hunting lord and possessed wild magic, he swore to Volibear-

to let Freljord return to its ancient state and return to the real wild age.

Under his sacrifice, many beast walkers and Freljordians turned into bears, strengthening the wild ancient road.

Their roars echoed between the ice and snow tundra, and their power shook the snow.

What was most regrettable for the hunting lord was that he almost eroded the most powerful beast walker Udyr and returned to the arms of Volibear.

But he failed in the end.

Udyr's strong will and firm belief prevented him from succeeding, and he could only watch his target break free from the erosion.

"Our lord is with us!"

The hunting lord was unwilling to fail, and crawled along the bluestone ground with difficulty, trying to leave the Delverhold.

Although his body was broken, his heart still firmly believed in Volibear.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Four crisp sounds rang out, which were the sounds of the sharp axe chopping off the limbs of the hunting lord.

Kled rode Skaarl and came to the young beast walker, laughing contemptuously.

"My Lord? What a ridiculous title. He is nothing but a giant bear out of control."

"If anyone dares to lay hands on the territory of the Noxian Empire, I will chop off his hands."

When Krei got excited, he raised the silver-gray axe in his hand, ready to chop off the head of the Lord of the Hunt as a trophy of his action.

"General Krei, wait!"

Huo Jixing descended and stopped Krei from killing.

He walked to the Lord of the Hunt and lifted up the tattered body of the bear man with one hand.

"I am somewhat interested in him. Maybe I can use his soul to find the trace of Volibear."

When Krei heard Volibear's name, his left eye shrank, and he shrugged at Huo Jixing and stepped aside.

"Boy, don't be careless. Volibear's power is not simple."

It seems that Krei doesn't care about Volibear, but as a Yodel, he has heard of the ancient gods of the north and is very afraid of them.

Especially Volibear, this guy is one of the engravers of Freljord, mastering the power of thunder and destruction.

Huo Jixing nodded gently, staring at the Lord of the Hunt in his hand, and sensed the power in his soul connected to Volibear.

This is what the flesh and blood giant bear just now did not have.

Obviously, the Lord of the Hunt has a very important position in the bear tribe controlled by Volibear.

The relationship between them is similar to that between the Spider Queen and the Spider God.

And the reason why Huo Jixing saw this was due to the thunder wrapped in the cloud of the Lord of the Hunt.

Huo Jixing did not say anything nonsense, and quickly unfolded his spiritual power and penetrated into the soul of the Lord of the Hunt.

In an instant!

Huo Jixing felt the struggle and pain in the depths of the soul of the Lord of the Hunt, as well as the deep obsession with Volibear.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the turbid soul of the Lord of the Hunt, trying to find the trace of Volibear from it.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything around him became blurred and distant.

Only the soul connection between Huo Jixing and the Lord of the Hunt, like a slender bond, slowly extended in the void, exploring the unknown distance.

"Haha, I finally found you!"

Huo Jixing opened his eyes, and the red-gold glow bloomed in his pupils, annihilating Volibear's filthy power.

He looked far to the north, and the hazy and dim sky covered all the breath.

But in his eyes, Volibear's wild breath was as eye-catching as the bright moon.

The distance between the two was not very far.

And the soul of the Lord of the Hunt, after completing his mission, automatically burned.

This was the fire of Nanli purifying the filth and evil in his soul, making his soul pure and flawless again.

When everything calmed down, the eyes of the Lord of the Hunt regained a trace of clarity.

"Teacher Udyr!"

The Lord of the Hunt recalled the beautiful memories deep in his soul, but it was too late.

He sighed helplessly, and his tattered body slowly fell down, forever with the land of Freljord.

Hearing the Lord of the Hunt's last whisper, Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

Was this guy a student of Udyr?

"General Kled, you deal with the matter of Delverhold, I'll be back soon."

Huo Jixing put away his thoughts and told Kled.

But before leaving, he came to the broken wall and used the Fire of the South to burn all the bear monsters on the snow.

"This kid"

Kled looked at the red-gold traces on the sky and muttered.

Then, he turned around and commanded the Noxian Blood Cavalry to clean up the remaining bear monsters nearby.

At the same time, he began to contact the Valrokan family of Delverhold, preparing to take over the defense of Delverhold.

Puff!

Alyssa kicked away the dead bear monster in front of her, used all her strength to pull out the sharp sword with a curled blade, and panted slightly.

After a long period of killing, she felt that she had already exhausted herself.

Fortunately, after the death of the flesh and blood giant bear, the bear monsters fell into chaos and could not cause more damage to the Delverburg.

Alyssa leaned against the wall, rested for a while, and looked up at the city wall.

Compared with the battle in the city, the confrontation on the city wall is the top priority.

"Huh?"

Alyssa looked surprised, and saw the crimson flag fluttering in the wind on the crumbling city wall.

The engraved golden double-edged axe seemed to cut through the darkness and sprinkle the light of hope.

"Did you hold it?"

Seeing this, Alyssa breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was the arrival of General Kled and the Noxian Blood Cavalry that saved the Delverburg in distress.

"And the extraordinary person with the terrifying fire power, is he the guy in the rumors?"

The scene of the bloody giant bear's death appeared in Alyssa's mind. She looked back, but she didn't see Huo Jixing.

Instead, she saw General Kled leading the Noxian blood cavalry to clean up the battlefield.