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 in the air, staring coldly at the will of Volibear surrounded by thunder.

The destructive thunder that was supposed to follow Volibear's will has now become the force that wipes out himself.

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

moment!

The blood-colored energy collapsed, and the terrifying body, which was almost solid and hard as iron, melted from the inside out.

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

Roar!

With the last unwilling roar, Volibear's will could no longer hold on and collapsed.

The blood-colored energy used in the worship of the gods went out of control, wreaking havoc in the valley, causing the snow on the mountains to tremble and rocks to fall.

Click!

Deep purple thunder danced wildly, destroying the remaining blood-colored energy and destroying the blood-colored rune formation in the valley.

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

He looked at the blood-colored energy slowly dissipating in the valley, and clearly saw nearly a hundred tortured souls dissipating into the air.

It's the soul of the Noxians!

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered, and black mercury-like energy appeared in his pupils.

With the help of the innate abilities bestowed by the Xuanwu constellation, he figured out the soul's return path and saw the familiar power of the underworld pulling the soul.

"The Underworld is functioning normally. Has the winner been decided between Kindred and Mordekaiser?"

With the death of the bloody giant bear.

Huo Jixing fell down, the burning Nanli Fire went out, and the dancing lightning and thunder disappeared into the clouds.

He strolled in the snow-covered valley, looking at the broken rune array on the ground.

"This is a forbidden rune array!"

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

"In ancient times, this kind of forbidden rune array for sacrificing life appeared in many tribes. It was often used to sacrifice life to please the gods."

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

Evelin seemed to think of something interesting, she stretched out her hand to stroke her chin, looked at Huo Jixing who was looking over, and laughed softly.

"I remember there were records of forbidden rune arrays in the capital of Noxus."

"The Black Rose was specially presented to the former commander, Bron Darkwill."

"Unfortunately, the dim-witted old man was afraid of the power of the black rose. He was afraid that it was a trap and did not dare to sacrifice."

Upon hearing this, Huo Jixing frowned and looked around at the will of Volibear 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 are secretly collaborating."

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

Then, he soared into the sky again and began to search around the Iron Thorn Mountains.

Until dawn.

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

"Such a strong smell of blood, it looks like you had a lot of fun last night."

At the entrance of the snowy village, Kled, who had been waiting all night, came out riding on Skaarl, with an extinguished campfire behind him.

"Well, there are some gains."

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

After he cleared out the revived will of Volibear in the valley, he found a number of small sacrificial arrays behind the nearby mountains.

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

After all, those Volibear wills are not rational, but are just the will formed by the fusion of the auras of many Liberls.

"It's the old god Volibear."

Huo Jixing and Kelei walked side by side. After pondering for a while, he expressed his guess.

"He seems to be impatient or wants to resolve something. He is secretly cooperating with Black Rose and preparing to fully revive his will and power."

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 cleanup operation in the middle of the night directly destroyed all the forbidden rune arrays nearby.

Finally, he made his own calculations based on the few clues he had obtained and the bodies of the Noxian soldiers within the circle.

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

The important city in northern Noxus, Fort Delver!

"Then what should we do now?"

After listening to Huo Jixing's narration, Klei frowned, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

Is Black Rose completely crazy?

He actually wanted to sacrifice all the lives in the Delverhold to the old god Volibear.

"Go straight to Fort Worth."

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

On the rugged snow-white mountain road, a row of Noxian blood cavalry drove their tall and handsome war horses and galloped forward.

The destination was the Imperial Chapter Cluster commanded by Wilson.

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

The remaining Noxian Scarlet Cavalry have all gathered, and a silent and murderous atmosphere hangs over the village.

They stared at Huo Jixing and Ke Lie standing in front of them, with fanaticism in their eyes, and were not afraid of any challenge.

"set off!"

Huo Jixing roared in a low voice and took the lead.

Kled followed closely behind, Gregory hugged Annie tightly, unwilling to be left behind, and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry also galloped forward.

dong dong!dong dong!dong dong!

The dull sound of horse hooves trampled the wind and snow, echoing between the valleys.

From afar, the figures of Huo Jixing and his group looked like crimson lightning, streaking across the silent world of ice and snow and 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.

The Imperial Chapter cluster was like a group of vigilant ancient beasts, moving slowly and steadily.

Compared with Huo Jixing's solo action.

The actions of the Imperial Chapter Group appeared to be more cautious and slow.

In addition to maintaining the marching speed, they also have to ensure the neatness and order of the formation.

Each chapter has its own duties and positions, which are the key to their ability to respond quickly when they encounter a surprise attack.

Chinese army camp.

Wilson, wearing red and black armor, was handling the affairs of the regiment, assisted by soldiers of the Reiser Garrison Legion on his left and right sides.

Wow!

Suddenly, the heavy cloth curtain was lifted, and gusts of cold wind blew in.

Wilson looked up immediately and saw a weather-beaten Noxian blood cavalryman walking towards him quickly, his cracked lips turning purple.

"Pass on Lord Huo Jixing's order. All regiments must head to Fort Delver immediately at full speed without any delay."

Hearing the hoarse words of the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, Wilson and the soldiers of the Reiser Garrison Legion present instantly understood the importance of the matter.

Huo Jixing and Klei have found clues in the Iron Thorn Mountains and are the first to rush to the rescue of Juwo Castle.

"Pass the order down. Except for the baggage regiment and the heavy infantry regiment, other regiments will march with simple equipment." Wilson made the decision.

"Destination: Fort Digger."

"Yes!"

The soldier of the Reiser Garrison Legion replied in a deep voice.

In just a moment, the central army camp became busy, and messengers rushed out of the camp one after another.

Their figures shuttled through the night and snow, conveying Wilson's orders to every regiment.

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

They have a keen sense of smell and understand that a life-and-death battle is about to begin.

But they did not choose to retreat.

It is the honor of every Noxian soldier to die on the battlefield.

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

Snowflakes danced 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.

The Winter Claw tribe of Sejuani, the Fury of the North, 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 resist the invasion of severe cold and provide a warm shelter for tribal warriors.

In the center of the valley, a distinct dome tent was covered in snow, with a blue boundary pole marking it as Sejuani's tent.

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

Sejuani frowned and looked at the parchment letter in her hand, with a cold look in her eyes.

"News came from the front line that the bear tribe seemed to have encountered something, and many bear monsters are pouring into the territory of the Noxus Empire."

"Is there any specific news?"

Udyr wrapped himself tightly in his blanket and fiddled with the carbonized wood in the fire.

Ever since the battle with the old god Volibear.

Udyr felt that the chaos that was constantly eroding his consciousness had eased 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 sent out scouts to follow the traces of the bear monsters. I estimate that there will be news in a few days."

When Sejuani thought of the Noxian Empire, the scene of the Second Freljord War emerged before her eyes.

She saw the flames of war and the bravery of the tribal warriors and blood alliance warriors.

If the bear monsters had not defected at the last minute, the Winter Claw tribe might have been able to defeat the battle group led by Darius.

But she couldn't blame the bear monsters for losing their minds.

Flesh and blood are their food and their instinct.

How could they resist the temptation and not devour the corpses of the Winter Claw warriors?

The end result was that the Winter Claw tribe returned in defeat and became mortal enemies with the bear monsters.

"I hope there will be a fierce conflict between them, so that it can relieve our pressure."

Udyr rubbed his tired face and spoke softly.

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

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

Volibear will let the land return to its wild state and let the blood flow freely.

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

After several consecutive battles, the Winter Claw tribe and the Bearman tribe suffered losses on both sides.

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

The seemingly simple assistance allowed the Winter Claw tribe to gain precious time and population.

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

"Ash!"

The image of a white-haired girl that he had seen before automatically emerged in Udyr's mind.

At that time, Ashe had not yet become the war mother of the Frost Archer Tribe (the predecessor of the Avarosa Tribe), but was just a transcendent with ice blood.

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

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

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

Her arrows were as strong as her will, and each shot was full of power and determination.

She has become one of the most famous warmothers in the Freljord.

"Want me to come 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 corrupt and corrupt 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. The two had a good relationship.

Olaf is a newcomer to the Winter Claw tribe, but the power he possesses surprises Udyr.

Olaf is from Lokfar, a coastal peninsula in the Freljord.

Driven by raging lust, he rampaged across the icy tundra, slaughtering dozens of great warriors and legendary beasts.

After his victory, Olaf came to challenge the most fearsome Warmother in the Freljord -

Sejuani, the Wrath of the North!

As a result, Olaf became the brutal enforcer of the Winter's Claw tribe.

Udyr stood up, said goodbye to Sejuani, and walked out of the tent wrapped in a heavy robe.

He wanted to take a look nearby. The bear monsters often harassed the Blood Alliance tribe and plundered young tribal warriors.

Outside the tent, Udyr shivered.

Last night's rain had frozen into solid ice, and the light blue frost covered the ground, hindering his steps.

Udyr did not use the beast spirit power in his body and stepped forward cautiously.

The morning light never came.

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

He could see that the Winter Claw tribe was having a hard winter this year, which was even colder than in previous years.

Coupled with the harassment from the bear monsters, they have not been able to safely spend the winter for a long time.

Udyr had just left the valley and had not yet walked far when he met a girl who looked strangely dressed.

The strange girl was wearing a blue magic hat and a thick, soft white robe.

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

It looks less like Freljord and more like Piltover.

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

It rained in ice water last night, but there was no trace on the girl's body, and she remained clean.