The Glory of Noxus

Above the dark sky.

The wild and endless thunder and lightning, wrapped in the breath of destruction, were like sharp halberds, dancing and falling, piercing Huo Jixing.

"Suzaku!"

Huo Jixing looked directly at the thunder and lightning that filled his vision and roared loudly.

The next moment!

The violent fire of Nanli gathered behind him, outlining the red-gold Suzaku like a dragon and snake.

Clang!

The glazed fireworks ignited in the night sky.

The extremely luxurious Suzaku raised its head, its flaming wings spread, and the bright rays of light dispelled the dark atmosphere shrouding the mountains.

Then, the Nanli Suzaku climbed into the sky.

The golden crown feathers were like the only torch between heaven and earth, gathering many lights around it, confronting the overturned darkness.

And its own existence was like an immortal light, guiding the direction when the night fell.

In the distance, Volibear, who was driving thunder and lightning, stared at Nanli Suzaku, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his deep eyes.

The broken memories of the past came back, making the already angry Volibear even more manic.

He roared, as if he wanted to crush everything in front of him into dust.

"Every step I take will gather the wind and brew the storm."

[A Strike]!

The dark chaos and fighting spirit overwhelmed Volibear's reason, and the thunder and lightning attached to his hair became more and more arrogant.

When he approached Nanli Suzaku, he raised his arms high, reappeared the power of the ancient gods, and smashed down brazenly.

This strike condensed all his strength and anger at the moment, intending to directly penetrate Nanli Suzaku's defense.

Rumble!

The sky wailed, and the clouds shattered.

Countless dark purple thunder and lightning fell down, like wild horses running away, rushing towards the slowly rising Suzaku.

In an instant!

Thunder and fire intertwined, and the surging energy surged above the Iron Thorn Mountains.

The deafening thunder and the sound of burning flames seemed like the roar and fight between gods, which made people palpitate.

And in the vision of everyone below, the dark night of winter suddenly disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by the deep purple light of thunder and the red-gold glow of fire.

At that moment, the snowy mountains and rivers, the castle walls were all shrouded in the battle field, trapped in the prison.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

The bear paw with lightning pierced through the flames, and the sharp claws scratched the flaming body of Nanli Suzaku, leaving scorched marks.

Volibear, who fell into the void, used his own terrifying power to suppress Suzaku's rising momentum.

The thunder and lightning lingering around him roared wildly, and broke through the flaming barrier composed of Nanli Fire unstoppably.

From afar, Volibear and Nanli Suzaku were fighting over the mountains, with falling Mars and black liquid burning and corroding the mountains and trees.

"Is this the power of the ancient gods?"

Huo Jixing stared at Volibear, and could clearly feel the wild and destructive power between heaven and earth.

But compared with himself, he was a little confused.

"God?"

If Volibear really had the power of a god, then with the mixed power of the void in his body, he shouldn't have only this kind of power.

"Or is it that the gods I understand are different from those recorded in the mythology of Runeland?"

Huo Jixing recalled the power of the Spider God, the Despicable Throat, and thought about it.

But now was not the time for him to think.

Huo Jixing looked up and saw Nanli Suzaku flying with its wings spread, releasing its own power to the utmost.

Each red-gold feather flashed with dazzling light, as if it was composed of countless dazzling gems.

However, the current Volibear has already revived all his consciousness and possessed the chaotic power bestowed by the void.

With the power that Nanli Zhuque has not yet fully grown, resisting Volibear's wild offensive has become increasingly embarrassing.

Huo Jixing stood in the night sky, looking at the end of the black wave calmly, and saw a familiar breath hidden.

He chuckled, stretched out his hand to the battlefield above the sky, and spoke again.

"White Tiger!"

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Above the dim sky, layers of clouds surged, like waves in the sea of ​​stars.

With the help of the light of thunder and fire, you can see many dim stars swaying and trembling, scattering bits of starlight,

but in a moment, the pearl-like starlight condensed in the air, gradually forming a giant white tiger.

As soon as the Gengjin White Tiger appeared, it keenly smelled the fanatical fighting spirit in the air.

Its majestic body leaned forward slightly, making a gesture of going down the mountain to hunt, and its soft tiger tail swayed gently.

Roar!

Suddenly, the deafening tiger roar exploded, faintly suppressing the roar of thunder and lightning.

This sudden roar reached the ears of Huo Jixing and many Noxians, just like the sound of weapons spreading across the battlefield, causing people's minds to move.

Crack!

The Gengjin White Tiger pounced forward, its sharp claws with cold light shattered the surrounding thunder and lightning, and suddenly pounced on Volibear.

Volibear, who was fighting with Nanli Suzaku, understood the movement of the starry sky.

He forced the Nanli Suzaku in front of him to retreat, turned around and looked at the falling white tiger, and the ignorance in his dark eyes almost occupied his pupils.

He instinctively sensed the danger coming, ignored the boiling Nanli Fire in front of him, and raised his arms firmly, ready to welcome the white tiger.

Under the hair dotted with lightning, the muscles instantly bulged, and terrifying power surged through the body, awakening the ancient way.

Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!

The four sharp claws clashed, and scorching sparks burst out, as if meteorites were falling from the night sky.

The Gengjin White Tiger and Volibear were engaged in a life-and-death fight in the sky, and every blow would leave scars on the opponent's body.

Wildness, ancient roads, destruction!

The path Volibear has always pursued was completely revealed at this moment.

He also felt a similar aura from the Geng Jin White Tiger.

It is ancient and pure power, full of the desire for destruction and destruction.

Tiger claws wave!

Big bite!

Tiger tail sweep!

Gengjin White Tiger displayed his killing methods vividly, and the sound of fighting was endless.

Looking from a distance, the fierce battle between the two was like an out-of-control beast, shaking the sky, and even the stars seemed to be avoiding it.

The wandering Nanli Suzaku cried out in the fire, stretched its wings, and joined the battlefield again, cooperating with the Gengjin White Tiger in an attempt to eliminate Volibear.

Volibear showed no fear and faced Nanli Suzaku and Gengjin White Tiger, each roar carrying endless majesty and wildness.

The darkness in his eyes became more intense, and a cold color invaded his path.

The aftermath of the fierce fighting formed ripples in the sky, squeezing and crushing the clouds, revealing the deep starry sky, like a dynamic oil painting.

roar!

【Crazy thunder is rising】!

[Rage Bite]!

After forcibly withstanding the blow from Nanli Suzaku's wings, Volibear took advantage of the momentum and jumped up. His thunderous claws slashed through the Gengjin White Tiger's hind legs and bit into its soft belly.

Red gold blood sprayed, watering the giant bear's body covered with scars, and the bones and organs of the white tiger were faintly visible.

The Gengjin White Tiger, who suffered heavy losses, did not fall into panic and calmly avoided Volibear's subsequent offensive.

Later, when Nanli Suzaku blitzed Volibear, he followed him like a shadow, aiming at Volibear's vitals.

The terrifying battle became increasingly fierce, as if all the energy in the world converged on them at this moment.

Boom!

After an entanglement that hurt both sides, the three separated and each occupied a corner of the sky.

Their bodies were already scarred and dripping with blood, but the fighting spirit in their eyes broke through the corners of their eyes and merged with their own aura.

Volibear gasped softly, and the black liquid seeping out of his body healed the hideous wounds.

Visible to the naked eye, the thunder and lightning lingering around him have lost their luster of life, adding a layer of cold and annihilated aura.

Nanli Suzaku and Gengjin White Tiger, forming a double-horned attack, slowly recovered their own strength, and a ray of emerald green light silently integrated into the body.

The energy of Donghua Yimu!

Although Qinglong has not appeared, his power seems to be like a gurgling river, flowing in the bodies of Nanli Suzaku and Gengjin White Tiger, providing them with continuously consumed star energy.

Huo Jixing watched the battle in the sky, quietly waiting for Volibear's final counterattack.

The reason why he awakened the protoss one by one was not to fight Volibear with all his might.

First, I don’t want to miss the rare opportunity in front of me.

Because he wanted to test the strength of gods like Volibear and confirm his guess.

Second, there are enemies watching in the dark, and he needs to accumulate strength.

Neither Lissandra nor LeBlanc are ordinary heroes.

Within the Iron Thorn Mountains.

The battle between the old god Volibear and Nanli Suzaku and the Gengjin White Tiger affected the mountains and the Diver Fort.

Many Noxian Empire soldiers and werebear monsters were like trembling children, fighting hard while resisting the impact of the aftermath.

"As expected of the carrier of the Star Spirit!"

At the end of the dark wave, Lissandra hid in the shadows and spoke in admiration.

She looked at the starry sky behind the clouds. The power of the falling starlight was almost solid, like the Milky Way flowing backwards.

Compared with previous observations, Huo Jixing's strength was stronger.

As if remembering something, Lissandra frowned as she looked at the movement in Fort Diver.

LeBlanc did not abide by the agreement and appeared in the Diver Keep, opening the city gate to welcome the arrival of the nightmare monsters.

"Did the action fail? Or did you regard me as a pawn?" Lissandra whispered to herself.

Her original plan was to use LeBlanc's abilities to complete her own plan.

But LeBlanc's unexplained absence confirmed Lissandra's thoughts.

Lissandra's eyes were dim, like ice in the abyss, cold and without warmth.

How could Lissandra trust LeBlanc so easily after living from ancient times to now.

She also had her own plans, but she always underestimated LeBlanc's cunning and unpredictability.

And this time it involves the void.

Thousands of years of struggle shrouded Lissandra's heart like an indelible haze.

She had been mentally prepared for this.

She will never leave before this battle is decided.

Lissandra's empty eyes looked at the Noxian strongman named Huojixing in the distance.

Her majestic spirit told her that the power of the star spirit possessed by this guy was not only fire, but also different powers.

Lissandra no longer waited there, her illusory figure leapt in the shadows, silently approaching the center of the battlefield.

As she got closer to the Dredge Fort, Lissandra could clearly feel the cold breath and the oppressive feeling of death in the air.

"The dark descendants' idea may indeed be worth trying."

Freljord.

Sanctuary, Larkstark.

This is the center of the Freljord and the home of the Avarosan tribe.

Under the scattered wind and snow, a stretching mountain range stands above the ice field lake, and many stone houses stand along the mountain range.

Among these buildings, the most eye-catching thing is the blue statue in the center.

It is a statue of Avarosa, one of the three sisters.

From a distance, the statue looks like it is carved from a huge, crystal clear piece of ice.

Outside the Avarosa tribe, Alora wore a thick, soft white robe and followed a tribal caravan on a straight and wide snowy road.

"Wanderer, your destination has arrived."

An old man wearing heavy fabrics was sitting on Ernuk who was walking slowly in front of him. He turned his head, looked at Allura who joined him halfway, and whispered softly.

Alola lowered her eyes and face, immersed back in the world she created, and gently moved her long and graceful fingers, as if listening to the sound of wind and snow.

Hearing the old man's voice, she quickly came to her senses and realized that the old man was calling her.

Wanderer is the identity she pretends to be.

But it can't be said to be a pretense. With Allura's strength, she can easily simulate the Wanderer's abilities.

"Thanks for your help!"

Allura smiled at the old man and spoke, the magic cane in her hand lit up, silently blessing the caravan.

Then, she bid farewell to the old man and entered the Avarosa tribe, which was just around the corner.

Not long ago, Ashe, the war mother of the Avarosa tribe, signed an alliance with Tryndamere here under the witness of many tribes.

When the covenant was made, someone saw Anivia, the ice crystal phoenix in the mythical story, sending down the blessing of ice.

Allura came to the Avarosa tribe based on the rumors, looking for traces of Anivia, hoping to help her friends.

Just when Alora stepped into the Avarosa tribe, she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the blue statue in front of her, thinking.

"Rune magic circle? Or some other ability?"

Someone just sensed her presence and cast a concerned look.

Allura stopped moving forward and stayed where she was.

After a while, at the end of the road in the distance, a woman wearing gold and black casual clothes with white hair came over.

"Your Majesty, this is the territory of the Avarosa Tribe. I wonder what the purpose of your visit is?"

The white-haired woman saluted Allura, her blue eyes secretly sizing up the target.

The cold winter wind and snow continued for several days, but there was no trace on the girl's body, and she still remained neat and clean.

At the same time, she keenly sensed the terrifying energy hidden in the girl's body.

Are they the resurrected northern gods?

Allura pushed up the glass glasses on her nose and spoke softly, revealing the identity of the white-haired woman.

"Ashe?"