The Glory of Noxus.

In Lissandra's dream vision.

On the hillside and at the foot of the mountain surrounded by Thunder, many beast walkers and bear monsters were gathered together, worshiping the mountain.

To be precise, it was the silhouette of a giant thunder bear on the top of the mountain, behind the clouds.

Just as lightning struck, leaving spots of lightning, the beast spirit walkers kneeling on the ground showed distorted expressions.

They howled towards the sky and used their sharp claws to split their bodies open. One half was in the form of a giant bear, and the other half was in the twisted form of black liquid.

This is no longer any creature that exists on the continent of Valoran, and most of their consciousness begins to belong to the void.

Now, these beast spirit walkers are using their bodies as sacrifices to awaken the gods they worship—

The Immortal Thunder Volibear!

Rumble!

Thunder and lightning broke through the clouds, making a low roar. Countless pairs of eyes flashed in the storm, with killing and desire filled in their pupils.

Immediately afterwards, countless thunder and lightning intertwined, slashing the ice and snow basin like thousands of sharp blades, leaving behind scorching lightning spots.

The savage aura of Volibear began to revive, mixed with madness and confusion.

"Your time has passed!"

Lissandra, hidden in the dream, keenly sensed Volibear's abnormal state, which was the corrosive effect brought by the power of the void.

"You can't stop the Void, just like I once did."

Thousands of years ago, Lissandra, who had lost her sight, chose to walk in dreams.

At that time, she could intermittently see other people's vision from their eyes.

However, by chance, she realized that she was the only one who could see the dark abyss beneath the Frostguard Fortress and its true appearance.

Howling Abyss!

This is the lingering abyss in Lissandra's memory, which also means infinity.

It is death, dangerous but also full of potential.

Lissandra secretly communicated with those nearly godlike spirits without telling her sisters, and made a deal with them in the name of the three sisters.

The Watchers will grant them near-immortal powers, and it is up to them to prepare Runeterra for the coming of the Void.

Because of this, Lissandra gained unprecedented power, even surpassing her two sisters.

But how could the void grant power for no reason and without asking for anything in return?

It was promised by Lissandra that it could descend upon this mortal world in the far north of Freljord.

However, no one expected that Lissandra would break her promise at the last moment before the Void came.

Because once the Void arrives, her secret collusion with the Watchers will become irrefutable.

Faced with the final choice of her fate, Lissandra had to give up what she cherished most.

She sacrificed her sisters and their assembled blood-bound tribes in exchange for burying the Watchers beneath the glacial barrier.

The magical ice here will never melt.

But Lissandra soon discovered that even the Freljord's icy might was not enough.

The frozen monsters are merely dormant, but their void power is slowly contaminating the true ice around them, transforming it into something darker.

Now they can easily wander into Lissandra's dreams, and she can also easily enter their dreams.

Each time, Lissandra would surrender to the eternity they promised in her dreams, and each time she would wake up in fear.

She understood that Zhenbing could only temporarily delay the ultimate fate of all things in the world.

She must have a stronger power to face the watchers who are about to wake up.

The many terrifying monsters in this ice and snow basin are the results of her experiments.

"It just so happens that the Protoss talents from the Noxus Empire have arrived here."

Lissandra looked at Huo Jixing who was approaching the central mountain, and anticipation rose in her heart.

“Show me the extent to which the Void has taken hold of you, Volibear.”

The mountain dome, the center of the eye of the thunderstorm.

Deep in the silent clouds, the god in the shape of a giant thunder bear trembled slightly in his sleep, but his eyes remained closed.

It can be seen that there is a strong dark power in the thunder surrounding him, and deep purple light flashes from time to time.

"Valhal!"

Suddenly, an ancient name sounded from deep within the Thunder Bear's soul.

It had been a long time since he was called, and he had forgotten how long it had been, but what he heard now must have been a dream.

Or maybe a distant memory.

The Thunder Bear sniffed and let out a dull snort, then buried his head deeper into the clouds and continued his years-long sleep.

"Valhal, by your name and this blood, I call upon you!"

The Thunder Bear's eyes suddenly opened, and coldness and cruelty flashed across the clouds.

The sound in his ear seemed very far away, but he heard it very clearly, as if it was right next to him.

"My followers, they seek the power of wild magic."

The Thunder Bear growled and smelled the familiar scent of blood tribute, causing a tremor to spread throughout his body.

It had been a long time since he had tasted the offerings.

Over the thousands of years, many sacrificial arrays in his name have appeared in the frozen soil of the ice field, but it is very rare to see one calling out to him so strongly.

He could feel the tremendous power of the worship being infused into his limbs through the sacrificial array.

"Valhal! We call upon your fury! Grant us strength! Every death is a tribute!"

Thinking of the possible battles, killings, and worship that might come, Valhal's heart began to beat violently.

His heart beat fast with the sound of carnage in distant lands; he could hear footsteps, the sound of fire, and the cries of the dying.

Someone was slaughtering his followers.

Roar!

Volibear stood on his feet in the sky and roared at the sky and the earth.

The sound of the moving clouds echoed across the cold tundra, shaking every living creature in the ice and snow basin.

It calls to mind the body in which he was born.

It was calling upon his separate consciousnesses.

For a moment, the cold clouds trembled, the space wailed, and dense thunder and lightning filled the sky and earth.

"Wait, that's not my power!"

Volibear, who was enjoying the return of his strength, suddenly had a changed expression.

In addition to thunder and destructive power, there is an unknown power in his body.

Volibear lowered his eyes and instantly saw the dark power surrounding his body, which was chilling and chilling.

"It's you.!"

Volibear, who was in a state of recovery, instantly sensed a familiar breath.

He immediately separated himself from his incarnation.

Frost Witch Lissandra!

In the dreams of his followers, Volibear saw his defeated opponent, the one who caused him to fall into a deep sleep.

He was filled with rage, and when he was about to attack Lissandra, the dark power that was infused into his body actually reached the depths of his soul, trying to corrode him.

"Get out of me!"

As an ancient god, how could Volibear tolerate someone stealing his body?

He swung his thunder claws to annihilate the cold dark power, and the strong wind blew through his thick hair with a cry.

"Hmm? Something's wrong with this power..."

After a brief fight, Volibear realized that something was unusual.

The nature of this dark force is no less than the power of thunder and destruction, and is even more destructive.

Most importantly, it can corrode the soul and distort consciousness.

After Volibear took back his many incarnations, this dark force became like a thorn in his side and merged into himself.

"Even the cruel and long sleep of blackness did not defeat me. Do you think this little power can end me?"

Volibear came back to his senses and growled at Lissandra in his dream.

His war rage turned into storm clouds in the sky, with thunder and lightning, forcing the dark forces to retreat step by step.

"I am the first thunder, Valhalla, the destroyer of a hundred mountains"

Before Volibear could finish his words, many chaotic voices suddenly rang in his mind.

"Valhal! We kill in your name, and die in your name!"

It is the voice of believers.

Their voices merged together, like a boundless ocean, and poured into Volibear's consciousness.

He was caught off guard, and under the joint attack of the two, his consciousness gradually became confused.

The primitive desire for killing dominates, as well as awe and piety towards the void.

"It's Lissandra!"

On the verge of losing control, Volibear suddenly thought of Lissandra who appeared in the consciousness of the Spirit Walker.

He instantly understood who was the manipulator behind all this, and an inexplicable anger and helplessness surged in his heart.

I thought my resurrection was an opportunity to regain my freedom and start a new life, but I didn't expect it would become a cage to bury me.

This made him, as a god, feel extremely ironic.

Roar!

As the final roar sounded, Volibear seemed to be releasing all his strength.

A deep red glow lit up in the many compound eyes on his body, filled with endless pain and struggle.

At the same time, the scene of Huo Jixing slaughtering his own believers appeared in his mind.

This is Lissandra using her dream power to inject the modified memories of the Spirit Walker into Volibear's consciousness.

In this way, she tried to manipulate Volibear and make him her plaything.

But Lissandra didn't need to do that.

When Volibear took back his many consciousness clones.

The scene of Huo Jixing slaughtering the bear monsters and destroying the sacrificial formation had already appeared clearly in front of him.

These scenes were like a sharp blade piercing Volibear's heart, making him furious. He vowed to announce his return with the flesh and blood of Huo Jixing.

Rumble!

With a crash that shattered the ground, Volibear descended from the top of the clouds, carrying thunder and lightning, and smashed down the mountain.

However, at this moment, Volibear, who was eroded by the void, was no longer Thunder Roar, no longer Valhal.

Strange dark purple lightning jumped around his jet-black fur, and the destructive power of thunder mixed with the cold breath of the void, breaking through the sky.

He stared at the ice and snow basin in front of him, looked further along the canyon, and noticed Huo Jixing walking towards him.

"Humans, prepare for the punishment of thunder!"

A dangerous growl emanated from deeper within the Volibear, filled with violence and rage.

He strode forward, thunder lingering around his body, as if he were wearing ancient armor.

【Thunderbolt from heaven and earth】!

As his rage grew, Volibear's will was distorted and overwhelmed by chaos, and many lightning bolts surged in the designated area and smashed towards Huo Jixing.

"Everything will eventually collapse!" he roared to Huo Jixing in the distance.

Sonorous!

Nanli Suzaku raised his head, and his scarlet-gold flaming wings rolled up, stirring up a terrifying wave of fire, heading towards the lightning in the sky.

All of a sudden!

Lightning and fire clashed fiercely, like two ancient beasts fighting between heaven and earth.

The dim ice and snow basin also brightened up, reflecting the scene of the rugged mountains.

Many bear monsters looked at the descending Volibear, and regardless of the danger of the battlefield, they knelt on the ground and sang loudly.

Huo Jixing stopped, stared at Volibear rushing towards him, and drew out the spiritual wind from his waist.

He noticed that something was wrong with Volibear's condition. In addition to thunder and destructive power, there was also the breath of the void.

"It really is affected by the void!"

Kaka! Kaka! Kaka!

Thunder and lightning shattered the space, and the red-gold flames clad in Nanli Suzaku's body rippled, revealing his elegant and majestic body.

Seeing this, Volibear stepped forward and summoned lightning, which covered the battlefield with the power of destruction and the power of the void.

Under Huo Jixing's conscious control, Nanli Suzaku did not show weakness. The dim Nanli Fire rekindled, igniting the surrounding air.

Then, the dancing wings were like the brightest clouds in the sky. Every flap of the wings carried the fire of Nanli, cutting through the thunder clouds and leaving behind dazzling trails.

[The first strike]!

Volibear ignored the scorching heat of the Nanli Fire, and gathered all the thunder and lightning on his sharp claws, and attacked Nanli Suzaku fiercely.

Wow!

The red-gold flames burned through the lightning, burning the black fur and leaving traces of charred flesh.

Volibear's sharp claws also cut through the flames, leaving claw marks on Nanli Suzaku's body.

With thousands of scars, what’s the harm in having one more?

Volibear roared, enduring the damage from the Fire of the South.

He wanted to kill the birds formed by the star power in front of him, and then kill Huo Jixing behind him.

Thunder claws and flaming wings collided as Volibear pressed forward, creating a storm of destruction in the ice and snow basin.

Although the resurrected Volibear was affected to a certain extent by the void, his strength has already reached that of a god.

Even if the Nanli Suzaku tried its best, each flaming feather contained the terrifying essence of the Nanli Fire, flashing with dazzling and sacred light.

But it also fell into a disadvantage, stirring up a few flames and sparks.

Huo Jixing no longer hesitated. He looked up at the sky filled with thunder and lightning and took a light step.

Roar!

Behind him, the Gengjin White Tiger appeared, staring at Volibear who was nearby with its cold eyes.

In an instant, the military aura that was rising into the sky merged into the spiritual wind in the hand.

Huo Jixing swung his sword quietly, shattering the thunder and lightning silently.

Volibear, who was suppressing Nanli Suzaku, smelled danger and, driven by his wild instinct, raised his arms to block the danger in front of him.

puff!

The cloud patterns flickered and the sword light slashed down.

A streak of black liquid bloomed on the Thunder Armor, and a deep scar that could be seen to the bone appeared on the wrist.

Perhaps stimulated by the pain, Volibear's eyes showed a hint of clarity, but before he could react, he fell into confusion again.

"kill!"

"Born to be wild!"

"Hunting! Slaughtering! Killing!"