The Glory of Noxus.

Da da! Da da!

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and Oram rode his warhorse, galloping quickly on the wide black stone road.

He looked back at the thick city wall shaking behind him, and the fear surging in his heart was like a tide that was difficult to calm.

The terrifying image of the giant flesh and blood bear was deeply engraved in his memory, completely frightening Oram.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Oram held the reins tightly, murmuring with his pale lips, as if he still couldn't believe what he saw.

As the second heir of the Valrokan family, Oram received strict education and training since childhood.

He knows more about the secrets of the Freljord, on the other side of the Ironthorn Mountains, than his sister Alyssa.

Even so, he was still frightened by the image of the giant flesh and blood bear he saw, and even began to doubt his own cognition.

Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!

The pale-faced Oram ignored the civilians on the road, waved his whip, and hurriedly drove his horse towards his destination.

For a moment, the panting of the warhorse and the sound of horseshoes hitting the ground intertwined, becoming the only reality he could feel at this moment.

He realized that what he was facing was far beyond the scope of conventional understanding.

This is an ancient and wild power that has been hidden deep within the Freljord since its birth.

Oram let out a breath and tried to calm himself down.

He is the glorious successor of the Valrocan family and cannot be defeated by fear. He must bring this news back to his father.

To the south of the Delverburg Fort, majestic buildings cling to the towering mountains.

Even when night falls, the lights are still on, just like daytime, telling of a prosperous scene.

From a distance, the castle's architectural style is rather gorgeous.

The soaring towers, exquisite carvings, and luxurious decorations all demonstrate the owner's pursuit of splendor and strict attention to detail.

Vallocan Mansion.

The name of this magnificent castle.

It is not only the residence of the Delverburg servants, but also the residence of the Valrocan family.

And this honor was bestowed upon the Valrokan family by the Noxian Empire.

"Master Oram."

In front of the sturdy and heavy steel door, the armored guard saw Oram's figure and immediately stepped forward.

"Get out of the way!"

Oram leaped from the saddle with his skilled horsemanship and savagely pushed away the oncoming guards.

He walked up the stone steps and entered the castle.

Oram's footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and every step could not hide his inner impatience and anxiety.

The exquisite murals and intricate decorations hanging on the walls on both sides could no longer attract his attention even for a moment.

"Where's father?"

Oram looked across the corridor and asked the butler who was following closely beside him.

"The Lord is handling matters in the study."

The butler quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly and replied.

Oram nodded, quickened his pace, and headed straight for the study.

In the quiet study, soft magical lights fell, illuminating Valrocan's figure.

The great nobleman and warlord of the empire was sitting at his desk, holding a secret letter in his hand, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Father!"

Oram pushed the door open, breaking Valrokan's thoughts.

Valrokan looked up at his pale son, a complex emotion flashing across his calm face.

"Oram, you still act so impulsively."

He put down the secret letter in his hand and motioned for Oram to sit down in front of him.

"Keep calm and tell me what happened to you?"

At this time, Oram should be patrolling the city wall with Alyssa, always on the alert for the bear monsters outside the castle.

When Oram heard his father's words, a trace of shame appeared on his pale face. He lowered his head, not daring to look his father in the eye.

But when he recalled the giant flesh and blood bear he saw outside the city, his fear reappeared.

"Father, I seem to know the origins of those bear monsters outside the city?"

"Oh?"

Valrokan uttered a surprised sound, looking at Oram and motioning him to continue.

"They are fanatical followers of the old god Volibear."

As Oram narrated, Valrokan's expression gradually became gloomy and solemn.

The violent bear monsters, the out-of-control beast spirit walkers, and finally the giant flesh and blood bear that appeared.

They are more than just a threat from the Freljord.

Valrokan also completely understood the reason for Oram's horrified expression.

The power of the old god Volibear!

When the bear monsters began to appear around the Delverburg Fort, they had their doubts.

Is this a sign that Volibear is intent on encroaching on the borders of the empire?

Ancient books left by the Val-Lokan family record that Volibear the Undying once intended to conquer the Freljord.

His followers were the extremely savage and brutal bearmen, who were very similar to the bear monsters of today.

"Volibear, is he really going to come again?" Val-Lokan whispered softly.

In many ancient myths that have been passed down, Volibear is the roar of thunder, the rolling thunderstorm, and Valhair.

He represents desolation, a giant bear that has been stabbed and speared millions of times, and the creator of the Freljord.

Until the time when the three sisters were born, the rule of the demigods came to an end.

Then, the three sisters Avarosa, Thelrada, and Lissandra worked together to defeat the ancient demigods of the north and ushered in a new era for Freljord.

However, the cycle of history always seems to play such jokes.

After a long period of silence, those demigods who were once thought to have disappeared in the long river of history began to gradually revive.

The Valrokan family received news that the Winter Claw tribe and the Bearmen tribe started a protracted war over issues of faith and interests.

The Valrocan family even made a considerable fortune from this.

If the old god Volibear really comes again, it will be a disaster that changes the situation for the Noxian Empire and the Freljord.

Oram looked at Valrokan who had fallen into silence, and spoke in a slightly hurried tone as if he had thought of something.

"Father, the power of the old god Volibear is approaching Delverhold. We are no match for them. Should we agree to their request?"

Upon hearing this, Valrokan, who was thinking, immediately looked at Oram. His cold and cruel eyes swept over him, making him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

"Shut up!"

He stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the vague shadows outside the city in the night, as if he could penetrate the darkness and see the battle at the city wall.

After a while, he turned around and looked at his son Oram and said.

“Fear is human nature!”

"But you, as my son, must learn to find strength in fear."

"Where is Alyssa? Did she come back with you?"

"Alyssa is still on the city wall, commanding the Empire's elite regiment to resist the attacks of the bear monsters." Oram lowered his head and spoke in a stammering voice.

Valrokan paused, frowned and looked at Oram, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"You go out."

"Okay, Father."

Oram wanted to say something, but looking at his father's cold expression, he did not dare to refuse. He bowed hastily and left the study.

The silent atmosphere was like an invisible mist, quietly lingering in every corner of the study.

Time seemed to have stopped here, with only the sound of the cold wind outside the window and the faint sounds of fighting breaking the tranquility.

After a long time, Valrokan crumpled the secret letter in his hand and spoke slowly.

"Black Rose!"

A hint of fatigue and helplessness emerged in his deep eyes, as if he was recalling the past, or worried about the upcoming future.

"You were able to contact the bear tribe of the old god Volibear and cooperate with them."

Valrokan's eyes flickered. Every action of the Black Rose was never accidental. There must be an unfathomable purpose hidden behind it.

This time, the cooperation with Volibear's bear tribe makes it even more difficult to understand his true intentions.

call!

Valrokan let out a light breath and looked at the black rose mark left on his palm after the secret letter was crushed.

The Valrokan family’s current wealth and glory are inseparable from the protection of the Noxian Empire.

He also witnessed the Trifaree Council's ruthless purge of the Black Rose.

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Valrokan couldn't help but think of his previous secret connection with the Black Rose.

Through the channels provided by the Black Rose, the Valrokan family sold imperial weapons and armor on a large scale and obtained huge wealth.

"It was greed that destroyed the glory of the Valrokan family." Valrokan murmured softly, looking helpless.

He understood that at that time, the Valrocan family was completely tied to the Black Rose.

Once the truth is revealed, the Valrokan family will only be ruthlessly abandoned by the empire.

Valrokan walked out of the study and onto the white jade balcony, overlooking the Delver Castle. The black rose mark in his hand flashed with purple light.

"Don't blame me. Everything is for the continuation of the Valrocan family."

Rumble!

Above the bloody battlefield, the sound of rolling rocks rang out.

The majestic walls that had protected Fort Dover for a thousand years could no longer hold out and a corner collapsed, revealing the sprawling complex of buildings behind it.

"The coming of God's will!"

Valrokan was well-informed, and as he looked at the huge flesh-and-blood bear that was as huge as a mountain coming into view, he recognized the meaning of the power within his body.

The old god Volibear has resurrected.

As long as there are enough blood sacrifices, he can truly return to the world.

"What a plan!"

Valrokan's thoughts surged, and he instantly figured out Black Rose's plan and sighed softly.

Even without the Valrokan family, the Black Rose has made all the necessary plans, and they will completely disrupt the situation on the northern border.

"Are they doing this out of a lust for power? Or are they seeking revenge for past humiliations? Or is this a deeper strategy against the Trifaree Council?"

Valrokan fell into deep thought, but could not find a clear answer.

But he already knew that the Valrocan family must deal with the next situation more cautiously.

Things have become more complicated and dangerous because of the resurrection of the old god Volibear.

"Then let's see if this blood sacrifice of the gods can completely awaken Volibear's consciousness and return him to his wild and ancient ways?"

Following the wild attack of the giant flesh and blood bear, the bloody battlefield seemed to be shrouded in an ancient and powerful field of power.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of oppression and awe, and the roar of the giant flesh and blood bear constantly shook the hearts and souls of the Noxian Empire soldiers.

Click! Click! Click!

The hundreds of arms dancing behind the giant flesh and blood bear were like the tentacles of a devil, wielding all kinds of weapons and smashing into the city walls.

Under the continuous and unrelenting attacks, the thick city wall could no longer hold on, and the spider-web-like cracks turned into a gap.

Small pieces of stone mixed with the fallen Noxian soldiers fell into the dark and turbid waves.

The Hunting Lord looked at the gap in the city wall before him, raised his head and roared, breaking through all obstacles like a brutal giant bear.

Behind him, the giant bears transformed by the Beast Walkers followed the footsteps of the giant flesh bear and broke into the Digger Castle, ready to start a massacre.

"The wall has collapsed!"

"The wall has collapsed!"

"The wall has collapsed!"

On the top of the wall, Alyssa, who had just stabilized her body, heard the noises coming from all directions, and her expression was somewhat incredulous.

But when she looked into her field of vision, she saw the skeletal head of the giant flesh and blood bear and the tilted and collapsed guardhouse nearby.

Understand that things are real!

The wall that had protected Fort Dover for millennia had been lost.

Snapped!

Just as Alyssa was stunned, the leader of the regiment rushed over and knocked her down, avoiding the swinging arms of the giant flesh bear.

"You take the remaining elite soldiers of the regiment and the personal guards of the Valrocan family, and protect the civilians as they retreat to the Valrocan Castle."

The leader of the chapter wiped the blood stains off his face and spoke to Alyssa in a deep voice.

"What about you?"

Alyssa forced herself to stand up and asked back.

"I?"

The leader of the regiment stood up, tightly grasped the sharp sword in his hand, and pointed it at the bear monsters climbing up the wall.

"I am the leader of the chapter. The loss of the city wall is my responsibility. I will stay here and buy as much time as possible for you to evacuate!"

“This is my mission and my honor!”

"No, this is Vallocan."

Alyssa wanted to say something, but when she saw the determined look on the head of the regiment and the imperial soldiers gathering around her, she already understood their determination.

"I understand. I hope to see you again after the battle!"

She looked deeply at the leader of the war group who was rushing towards the bear monsters, and immediately left the tilted city wall.

However, when Alyssa arrived at the area under the charge of the Valrokan family’s personal guards.

Her heart beat faster and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She didn't understand what was going on.

This should be the area guarded by the Valrokan family, but now it is empty.

She looked around, and finally saw the family guards evacuating in panic in the bright yellow flames.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Alyssa looked at the direction where the guards left and fell into a rage.

Anyone who retreats in battle or flees will be executed according to imperial law!

At the same time, the Valrokan family will be held accountable by the Trifarii Council afterwards.

"Everything. Is over!"

Alyssa looked at the giant flesh and blood bear that broke into the Delverburg, and the endless stream of giant bears behind it, with a look of despair.