The Glory of Noxus.

Rumble!

The deep purple thundercloud storm roared like thousands of dragons, firmly suppressing the rolling black fog that was surging forward.

As the war masons moved, a huge and complex rune array slowly took shape along the wall of the well.

The rune array is circular in appearance, like a stone disc, with a diameter of nearly twenty meters.

The material is a mixture of black stone from [Noxtora] and special metals, which also gives the rune array stability and durability.

Many tiny runes are engraved on the concave edge.

These runes were arranged in an orderly manner, glowing like swimming seaweed, outlining mottled halos and bridging the spatial channel.

Overall, the rune array is delicately and complexly designed, eye-catching like a work of art.

Hecarim, who was waiting silently in the black fog, seemed to feel that the space channel was gradually shrinking and heard the wailing coming from the black fog.

He could no longer hold back, and the broad-bladed halberd in his hand ignited with ghostly green fire, like a bright lamp from the underworld, illuminating the faces of the surrounding Iron Corps members.

As the dark fog rose, Hecarim led the Iron Legion and took advantage of the situation, rushing towards the place where thunder was raging like a torrent of steel.

At the same time, vague will and orders came from the black fog, driving the slaves into action.

There is only one goal, to destroy the rune array that is being completed.

Da da! Da da! Da da!

The sound of iron hooves resounding through the sky struck the space channel, and the sharp blades emitting ghostly green fire reflected the faces of skulls wearing armor.

Under the protection of the black fog of the Shadow Isles, the Dread Knights of the Iron Order are fearless and charge into the thunder storm.

"Even if the war lasts forever!"

Hecarim roared loudly, and the broad-bladed halberd in his hand cut through the air, leaving dark green traces and shattering the falling thunder and lightning.

With him as the spearhead, the iron ball rushed into the thunder storm like an arrow shot from a bow.

Their brave figures shuttled through the thunder, crushing the violent thunder into countless tiny arcs of electricity.

Even if the Dread Knights were seriously injured, as long as they did not die immediately under the thunder, the dark black fog would heal them instantly.

Just a moment.

Hecarim and his Iron Legion were already close to the exit of the space passage and could see the rune array outside from close range.

The war stonemasons also saw the ghostly scene before their eyes, but they remained unmoved and continued to complete the rune array in an orderly manner at their own pace.

within the space channel.

Huo Jixing ignored the black fog around him and chuckled softly when he saw Hecarim and the Iron Legion enter the trap he had set.

He reached out and touched the spiritual wind in front of him, brushing across the cloud patterns on the surface of the sword.

Buzz!

The spiritual wind seemed to have life. It sensed Huo Jixing's will, whistled softly, and flew straight into the sky full of thunderclouds.

Then, Huo Jixing's expression straightened and he looked at Hecarim who was wielding a broadblade halberd.

He put his index and middle fingers together, pointed them at the target and the iron ball behind him, and shouted softly.

"Destroy!"

All of a sudden!

The thundercloud storm in the space channel was instantly awakened and surged wildly.

Many thunder and lightning have their own sword blade form, turning into deep purple sword light and falling from the sky.

Within the range of the thundercloud storm, Hecarim, who was charging, was the first to notice the changing thunder and lightning and realized that something was wrong.

But before he could react, those thundering sword lights arrived in an instant, covering the steel torrent like a rainstorm.

The dark green ghost fire was directly annihilated in front of the majestic power of heaven.

Even the sturdy armor and strong body were shattered directly.

Then came the skeleton horse under him, which was reduced to ashes in the light of the thundering sword.

Even if the black fog came and tried to stop the ravages of the Thunder Sword Light and heal the damage done to the Dread Knight, it was of no avail.

They were in the very center of the thunder storm, and the falling lightning sword light was like a pouring torrent that kept washing away the steel torrent.

Faced with the seal of the rune array, Hecarim and the Iron Order had no choice.

The dark black fog drove them into the trap set by Huo Jixing.

Then, thunder and sword light raged across the sky, and the Iron Corps suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

These dread knights who followed Hecarim to trample the living fell in large numbers and remained forever in the thundercloud storm.

【Rampage】!

Hecarim watched his dread knights fall with a rage on his face.

He swung the broad-bladed halberd fiercely, and the dark green will-o'-the-wisp made a whimpering sound, shattering the thundering sword lights falling around him.

Then, he looked coldly at Huo Jixing who was driving thunder, and at the rune formation, with his four hooves stepping on the ground rapidly.

"I am above death!"

[Destructive Charge]!

Hecarim growled, holding the broad-bladed halberd upside down, and with his ferocious body raised high, he moved forward rapidly towards the lightning sword light, leaving behind a trail of phantoms.

"die!"

He rushed in front of Huo Jixing, his right arm like holding up a mountain, slowly swung the broad-bladed halberd in his hand and slashed towards the target.

It looks very slow, but it seems like a dark green meteor streaking across the sky.

Sonorous!

Huo Jixing stretched out his sword finger and blocked the falling broad-bladed halberd with extraordinary ease.

The dark green ghost fire that followed the broad blade was quickly extinguished by the power of thunder.

"Hecarim, your strength remains the same!"

Huo Jixing looked at Hecarim wearing the demon helmet and shook his head slightly.

Compared to Bilgewater, Hecarim's power has increased, but it still remains at the legendary level.

And he is in the state of breaking through the boundaries of legend.

"Go!"

Huo Jixing's eyes were slightly cold, and a flash of purple sword light burst out from his sword finger, instantly deflecting the broad-bladed halberd and shooting towards Hecarim's body.

Click!

The seemingly slender purple sword light accurately hit Hecarim, easily shattering the dark green armor he was wearing, revealing the bones inside.

Unable to withstand the power of thunder, Hecarim continued to retreat and reunited with the Iron Legion that had arrived.

He looked down at the shattered armor and the lightning flowing on the skeletal body, and his soul trembled slightly.

But he no longer had the right to choose.

Hecarim used the shadow power in his body to wipe out the lightning sword light, turned around to look at his subordinates who had followed him for a thousand years, and a trace of struggle disappeared from his eyes.

They are slaves of the Black Mist, clinging to the Shadow Isles, and dwelling forever in this nightmarish land.

"Shadow, come!"

[Shadow Impact]!

Hecarim commanded his Iron Legion and charged towards Hojo.

Rumble!

In an instant, the rolling black fog merged into the bodies of Hecarim and the members of the Iron Order, and the sound of iron hooves trampling faintly overwhelmed the thunder in the sky.

Hecarim, holding a broad-bladed halberd, took the lead and charged towards Huo Jixing again.

The Dread Knight behind him followed Hecarim closely like a ghost, as if they had merged into one.

"It's still the same!"

Huo Jixing looked at the very familiar scene in front of him and shrugged his shoulders.

His expression remained unchanged, and he quietly looked at Hecarim and the Iron Legion rushing towards him.

Just as it got close to him, a terrifying shadow shock wave shot out from Hecarim's broadsword halberd.

It seemed that he wanted to smash Huo Jixing and the rune formation behind him together.

Seeing this, Huo Jixing let out a light breath, and the Western White Tiger behind him lowered his eyes, with the aura of war pouring out from his platinum pupils.

Even so, the shovel man still felt powerless facing the black fog and curse of the Shadow Island.

"Ok?"

At this moment, the expression of the man with the shovel changed, and he turned to look at the core area of ​​the island with a serious look in his eyes.