The Glory of Noxus.

"No, I won't fail!"

The raven demon looked down at Swain, his voice echoing in the air like thunder, full of resentment and anger.

The crow's body, made of shadows, was somewhat out of control. The pervasive shadow power began to shrink and was forcibly sucked into his body.

He looked down at Swain, at the fragment of reverence that was surging with tremendous magical power, and fear flashed in his shadowy pupils.

His experience was very similar to that of the fire demon Tyberk. They were both backstabbed by LeBlanc and were sealed for a thousand years.

For a long time, they were imprisoned in the silver bottle, unable to move and unable to sense anything in the outside world.

Fortunately, he used the power of shadow to leave hope in a young noble.

The young noble's name is

Jericho Swain!

Now, the Raven Demon has no chance to steal the body and taste the taste of freedom before falling into a deep sleep again.

He could even be sure that Swain would not revive him again.

This guy's coldness and indifference are definitely comparable to that of a real devil.

From this, the Raven Demon knew very well that this time he might really disappear into the darkness forever, never to hear the sound of the wind again, never to enjoy human emotions again.

But he also understood that he must not let such a thing happen.

He is a devil!

It's the Raven Demon!

How could I lose to an ordinary mortal!

Swain remained indifferent to the voice in his ear and continued to use the power of the Fragment of Reverence.

The supreme respect he has won in the Noxian Empire is slowly transforming into powerful rune power.

Although the demonic power of the Raven Demon is very strong, there is still a clear gap when facing the World Rune.

The secrets of the world runes have long been buried in the long river of history, and few people know about it.

Even in the many ancient books of the Noxian Empire, there is no relevant record, only a few words mentioning the world runes.

However, these do not prevent Swain from using the power of the Fragment of Reverence.

The people of Mount Targon can obtain the power of the stars through flattery.

Well, he looked much more noble by using the reverence that the Noxians had for him.

Swain gazed upon the fragments of reverence embedded in his body, and a strange glow bloomed, reflecting the reverence that countless Noxians had for him.

He then closed his eyes, feeling the power from the shard of reverence flowing through his body.

Swain's heart is connected to the beliefs of the Noxian people, and their reverence is like an invisible bond that closely connects him to the entire empire.

As the power of the Reverence Fragment continued to flow in, Swain was slowly suppressing the Raven Demon's resistance and sealing it back within his body.

But in Swain's eyes, the other party's will to resist was like that of unarmed civilians.

Time seems to pass slowly.

But in the spiritual consciousness, it is just a few moments.

The flock of frenzied crows in the sky is the best proof.

The crows that had been wild and restless just now gradually calmed down and stopped attacking Annie. Instead, they surrounded Swain.

They are waiting.

Waiting for a new owner!

And the passing of the shadow vaguely represents the final result.

In the thundercloud storm.

Huo Jixing was like the god of thunder, sending down a deep purple sword light of lightning to suppress Modkaiser and his immortal legion.

But he always kept an eye on the situation around the Soul Shaft.

Tibers' loss of control was within his expectations.

His previous experience in the North made him realize that Tibers was an uncontrollable existence, so he gave Anne the amulet.

This is the rune mark he made using the Vermillion Bird Seal.

Catalina also had one in her hand, an amulet made from the Azure Dragon Seal.

However, Swain's loss of control was completely beyond Huo Jixing's expectations.

He really didn't expect that the demon in Swain's body would wake up at this time, and was ready to take over Swain's body.

Huo Jixing turned his head to look at Modkaiser, his eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts emerged.

Rumor has it that Mordekaiser has two demon pets, the Fire Demon and the Raven Demon.

Now, they are failing one after another.

But Modkaiser didn't seem to have any intention of leaving the underworld.

Under Huo Jixing's observation, Modkaiser's dark green eyes sparkled with deep light, as if waiting for some important moment to come.

"It seems all your plans have failed!"

Huo Jixing waved the spiritual wind in his hand and slew the immortal army that walked out of the stairway to heaven.

Modkaiser's eyes darkened when he heard this.

He really didn't expect that both of his demon pets would fail.

After thousands of years of changes, they seem to be completely unable to keep up with the times and lag behind others in every aspect.

Even though he possesses the power of a demon, he still looks so vulnerable when facing mortals.

Huo Jixing vaguely saw what Modkaiser was thinking and chuckled softly.

"If there is no other way, then Your Majesty Modkaiser and your undead souls should stay in the underworld."

As Huo Jixing spoke, the sound of thunder became louder and louder, firmly blocking the passage between the underworld and the material world.

Modkaiser looked deeply at the thunder falling from the sky, ignoring his two demon pets, and his eyes fell on the black tower under his feet.

The tall and majestic black tower trembled slightly under the ravages of endless thunder, and many dark auras surrounded the tower.

"Suffering and torture make you stronger!"

Modkaiser whispered softly, and changed the direction of the Nightfall in his hand, smashing towards the black tower like a bolt of thunder.

Rumble!

Nightfall hit the black tower. A faint green glow flickered on the surface of the hammer, smashing the steel tower into pieces.

The black tower that symbolized Mordekaiser's power collapsed with a loud bang, and steel fragments flew through the air and pierced through nearby buildings.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart.

The undead energy in the sky fled in panic, revealing an enormous rune array at the bottom of the black tower.

After the black tower that supplied tremendous undead energy was destroyed, the rune array was silently shattered.

A strong dark force seeped out from under the rune array and danced in the air like a demon's arm, searching for prey.

Huo Jixing was originally very surprised by Modkaiser's actions, but now looking at the rune array hidden at the bottom of the black tower, his eyes were solemn.

He smelled an extremely strong dark power.

This power reaches the legendary limit, but it seems unstable?

Buzz!Buzz!

The rune array was shattered, and the dark power that was supposed to be sealed could no longer be stopped and surged out, washing over the ruins of the black tower.

Immediately afterwards, a short guy wearing armor that symbolized an immortal warlord walked out of the broken magic circle and appeared in Huo Jixing's sight.

The little guy was wearing a purple wizard hat with a hole on the top of his head, and his messy dark purple hair was blown in the wind.

The long brim of the hat covered his face, but his eyes, like orange stars, could not be hidden.

There was doubt and confusion in his eyes, as if he was wondering how he got out.

As he walked, a strange purple robe engraved with ancient runes glowed dimly.

His hands were clad in hideous steel gloves covered with sharp blades and spikes, which were swinging unconsciously.

"Yordles?"

Huo Jixing paused and stared at the Yodel people in the ruins of the black tower.

For most people on Valoran, encountering a yordle is a rare occurrence in their lives.

According to legend, the Yordle people live in Bandle City, a mysterious realm filled with strange trinkets and souvenirs from the material world.

Although these wonderful creatures often live together with mortal peoples for a period of time.

But they always return home with new stories and experiences.

Because their lives are too long, far longer than those of ordinary people and extraordinary people.

"etc.!"

Huo Jixing looked at the Yodel costumes in the ruins of the Black Tower, which were very consistent with the impression of a hero in his memory of his previous life.

The evil little wizard Veigar!

"I smell death!"

Vega staggered on the ruins of the black tower, with a hint of confusion in his eyes that seemed to be burning with fire.

Who is he? Where does he come from?

Did he have another life before?

Why did he come to the underworld and be imprisoned in the black tower?

Many questions weighed on Vega's fragile mind, like the last flash of light before a total solar eclipse.

He looked at the necromancy energy around him, his confusion and doubt gradually faded away, and a hint of evil permeated his pupils.

"Ahahahaha, I'm out, I'm out!"

Veigar laughed crazily, and the dark power around him created a wave of terror, destroying the ruins and buildings.

He recalled his experiences, and the malice in his eyes seemed to materialize, permeating the air.

He entered the Valoran continent during the Darkin War a thousand years ago.

The continent at that time was in ruins, and the only remaining glory seemed to be the sky above.

The scattered survivors looked up at the sky. The resurgence of research on ancient astral magic also attracted Vega's interest.

In his imagination, he was already a master of this mysterious magic, so the yordle joined a group of wizards in Noxus, hoping to learn more skills from them.

They did not doubt this newcomer who was eager to learn, so Vega taught them how to gain hope from the laws governing the movement of the stars.

But while many people work hard to rebuild the world, others want to conquer it.

The cruel warlord Mordekaiser and his armies sweep across the lands, crushing and enslaving anyone who resists his rule.

And this group of mages who are not good at fighting are of no value to the tyrant.

Mordekaiser stood above them in his cursed armor, his sharp eyes falling on Veigar, recognizing him as a yordle.

He snatched Veigar away with an iron hand, dragged away the spoils, and ordered the other mages to be executed.

"Yes, it's Mordekaiser!"

Veigar looked up at the sky, and after seeing Mordekaiser and the underworld armor, the dark forces began to stir.

This guy imprisoned himself.

He remembered that it was at the beginning, in the center of the Stone Fortress, that Mordecai forced himself to use magic to achieve darker purposes.

He was the only prisoner in this hellish place, and this loneliness was the most terrible and cruel torture for a Yodel.

Veigar was forced to cast many terrible spells, some of which would strengthen the rule of those he controls.

Others create terror simply for terror’s sake.

Yes, terror seems to be the fuel of this dark empire.

Veigar was transformed into a witness amidst unimaginable suffering, and his forced witnessing of Mordekaiser's evil deeds granted him near-immortal power.

And Mordekaiser knew that the yordles were more agile and clever than any other mortal race.

He then used his evil mysticism to bind Veigar to the material plane, preventing him from escaping back to Bandle City.

"how long it has been?"

Veigar didn't know whether it had been decades or hundreds of years since he was imprisoned in darkness.

But he found that his magic and appearance began to distort accordingly.

Vega looked down at his own outfit and ugly appearance, with disgust flashing in his eyes.

Originally, after Mordekaiser was conspired and persecuted by his own men, Veigar thought his nightmare rule was finally over.

But he underestimated the methods of the Wraith warlord.

This guy actually escaped into the underworld and brought himself into the underworld, where he was imprisoned in a dark steel tower.

"Ok?"

Vega, who was distracted, heard the words coming to his ear, the voice was full of malicious sneer.

"Your orders tire me!"

"I will not obey your orders anymore. On the contrary, I will tear you apart completely and let you taste the pain!"

Veigar had vowed in the dark cage to eliminate the hateful Mordekaiser in his own way.

Instil fear in Mordekaiser and his legions with ruthless cruelty.

Mordekaiser lowered his eyes and looked at Veigar, who was on the verge of losing control. He understood the emotions of the Yodel.

After all, thousands of years of imprisonment are enough to drive anyone crazy.

But Vega was still able to maintain a certain level of rationality and was not swallowed by the darkness, which was enough to show the strength of Vega's will.

There was no mercy in Mordekaiser's heart, and this was no reason for Veigar to disobey his orders.

A hint of coldness flashed in his dark green eyes, and he clenched his right hand gently, ready to teach this Yodel who dared to resist a profound lesson.

"Ahhhh!"

Vega covered his heart, and a shrill wail sounded from the ruins of the black tower, piercing the sky.

His body had been coveted by Mordekaiser during countless years of imprisonment, and the pain that penetrated his bones was unbearable for him.

The long life of the Yodel people is something that no emperor can refuse.

Mordekaiser's ambition and greed made Veigar his victim.

Every moment of pain and torture seemed to remind him that his life no longer belonged to him.

"damn it!"

Veigar curled up and lay trembling in the ruins, his flaming eyes staring fiercely at Mordekaiser.

His orders and control made Vega feel suffocated, and every resistance was ruthlessly suppressed.

"If our roles were reversed, I would show you what cruelty is!"

Vega thought silently in his heart, but at this moment, he had to bow his head.

Only obedience can temporarily get rid of the pain brought by Mordekaiser.

"Your Majesty, I obey your orders. Please stop!"

As the voice of the prayer sounded, the pain in Vega's body gradually subsided.

He took a deep breath and felt his body gradually returning to normal.

Then, he stood up with difficulty and looked at the underground castle outside the underworld.