The Glory of Noxus

The Immortal Fortress, in front of the Triumphal Stairs.

Huo Jixing followed Delevingne and climbed the dark gray stairs in front of him.

On the long stone steps, every twelve steps, there will be soldiers from the Trifali Legion wearing black steel armor standing on both sides of the steps.

They looked at the shackled man in front of them with curiosity and awe.

Huo Jixing's story of killing nobles has spread within a small area.

Although the nobles tried their best to suppress the negative impact and spread of the killing of nobles, many people still witnessed the scene of thousands of cuts that night.

As he walked up the steps, Huo Jixing also looked at his surroundings with curious eyes.

The style of the palace complex in front of you is solemn and solemn.

It fits the Noxian aesthetic very well.

There are also soldiers from the Trefari Legion wearing black steel armor, which is the best plate armor in the Noxus Empire. The ore used comes from the Diver Fort.

Huo Jixing was seen during the Second Battle of Freljord.

It is a battle group directly under Darius.

Now, according to Wilson's wishes, we call them——

Trifari Army!

The empire has devoted all its efforts to build the most loyal and prestigious fighting force, and will lead the Noxian army into a new era of glorious conquest.

"The smell of a forge!"

Huo Jixing continued to climb the stairs, his eyes brightening slightly.

He smelled the smell of coal smoke and workshops in the cold morning wind.

It's the Noxian Forge.

"I kind of miss life on the northern border of the empire!" Huo Jixing thought secretly.

Compared to simple military camp life.

The overt and covert struggles in the capital of Noxus, as well as the intricate relationships among many forces, really made him feel tired.

Of course, if there is another chance to choose.

Huo Jixing will still choose to enter the capital of Noxus.

Only this place, the core of the Noxus Empire, could his power continue to increase.

Led by Draven, the two climbed to the top of the ladder.

The dark gray palace appeared in front of Huo Jixing's eyes, dark and majestic, with red imperial flags flying on both sides.

puff!puff!puff!

With the sound of flapping wings, hundreds of crows flew over their heads in the crimson sky and flew into the distance.

Huo Jixing looked at the group of pitch-black crows, his red-gold eyes flashing, but he was surprised to find that no clouds were rising.

Just reached the top of the ladder.

A Leiser guard soldier wearing lavender armor came over and looked at Huo Jixing's face.

"Go this way!"

Huo Jixing looked at Draven with a confused expression.

After seeing Delevingne nod, he followed the Reese garrison soldiers to the side hall of the palace.

Delevingne watched Huo Jixing leave, his expression suddenly darkened.

Looking at the metal palace in front of him, he smelled an uneasy atmosphere. From his arena, he saw Huo Jixing who was well prepared, plus the sudden trial.

He seemed to see an invisible hand behind his back, controlling everything.

"A black rose with thorns!"

Draven's dark eyes turned, and a flash of piercing murderous intent passed away.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the metal palace.

Passing through the giant gate of the palace, Draven saw the familiar scene of the audience hall.

Under the throne, the three members of the Trifali Council sat on a high platform and gathered around a simple marble table.

There are many nobles in the audience hall who have already taken their seats.

After seeing Draven, they maintained a polite manner and stood up to say hello.

They must respect the executioner who has long been known throughout the Noxian Empire.

After all, two people in Trifali's three-person council maintain a close relationship with Draven.

Draven stood beside Swain with a gloomy face, leaned over and whispered a few words.

Because of Draven's key role in Swain's coup, there was some estrangement between him and Darius.

At least to outsiders, Draven and Darius seem to have parted ways.

After waiting for a while.

In the audience hall, the nobles took their seats one by one, and the Trifali Council convened again.

However, compared with before, this time the nobles launched an attack on Darius, regarding the recent cleansing operation in the empire.

See Darius under siege.

Draven's eyes were stern, and there seemed to be a ball of fire in his eyes, but he suppressed his inner emotions and recorded the faces of the noble nobles in the audience hall.

"Any more?"

Darius raised his chin imperceptibly, placed his palm on the smooth marble table, and moved it slightly.

Maybe it was Darius's action that was too provocative.

Earl Athol looked at the surrounding nobles with an embarrassed expression, a slight sweat breaking out on his pale temples.

"General Darius, the purge has caused panic."

"We hope you can stop your excessive behavior and don't let the empire pension incident disrupt the order of the empire."

"order?"

Darius looked calm, looking past Earl Athol and landing on the nobles behind him who maintained etiquette.

"I follow the laws of the Empire, and if you have any doubts, you can impeach me at any time."

Gulans came out, nodded to the frowning Earl of Athol, and looked directly into Darius's calm eyes.

"According to imperial law, your actions are also a provocation against our bloodline and status."

"Bloodline? Status?"

Before Darius could answer, an angry and rude growl sounded.

In the corner of the audience hall, Kled, riding Skaar, ignored the nobles along the way and came to Gulans.

"Gulansi, let me think about it, your bloodline seems not pure, right?"

Facing Skaar's open mouth, Gulans frowned slightly, looked at Kled wielding the axe, and had to take a step back.

Unlike other imperial generals.

Kled's status is placed above the history of the Empire.

He fought in nearly every campaign ever waged by an Imperial warband, and was admired by countless Noxian soldiers.

Because of this, Kled enjoys the privilege of wearing weapons and riding Skaarl into the audience hall.

The most important thing is that Kled killed a noble more than once, but in the end he was safe.

Gulans looked at Kled and Darius with twinkling eyes.

He is also one of the imperial generals, has his own battle group, and is also a powerful figure in the aristocratic forces.

But faced with the pressure of Darius and Kled.

His pleading eyes fell on the 'Faceless Ones' of the Trefari Council.

Unfortunately, the faceless man looked at the people in the audience hall with a calm expression, mysterious and mysterious under the smooth mask.

"Your Majesty, this farce can be brought to an end, otherwise."

In a desperate situation, Gulans looked at the last member of Trifali's three-person council and said helplessly.