The Glory of Noxus

The light falls like flowing water, illuminating the study in front of you.

Huo Jixing looked around and sighed again at the luxury of the Mouli family.

The dark red wooden bookshelves are stacked on top of each other, with rows of wire-bound books arranged neatly and orderly on them, and the smell of books comes to your face.

Even in the warm spring season, the fireplace in the study room is still burning with flames, providing warmth and comfort.

The tapestries on the walls on both sides are sewn with bright threads, showing patterns of different blood colors.

Various collectibles are also displayed on the decorative cabinet near the window.

Huo Jixing glanced at the many collections and shook his head slightly.

These treasured items are basically ordinary works of art without any runic magic fluctuations.

Later, Huo Jixing heard shouts and many footsteps coming from outside, and realized that time was running out.

He began to search the study carefully.

Unfortunately, most of the books on the bookshelf are ancient books that have nothing to do with blood magic.

There was nothing to be found near the desk, the drawers were open and the letters were scattered on the floor.

Huo Jixing stopped what he was doing, looked at the slightly chaotic study room, and doubts arose in his heart: "Wrong guess?"

Da da! Da da! Da da!

Heavy footsteps sounded, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air.

Huo Jixing turned around and saw the noble guards wearing blood-colored armor and holding sharp swords.

They stepped on the wooden opposite side paved with blankets and rushed over fearlessly.

Sonorous!

Huo Jixing's eyes turned cold and he drew out the hanging red fire blade.

Facing these ordinary noble guards, with his current strength, it was a complete dimensionality reduction attack.

In the corridor of the study room, the sharp light of the sword flashed.

Huo Jixing faced the incoming bloody wave like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.

puff!puff!puff!

There were waves of subtle sounds of flesh and blood being cut.

With superb skills and crushing physical attributes, Huo Jixing created a one-sided killing.

The exquisite walls and soft carpets quickly turned red like being soaked by spring rain. The corpses of noble guards covered the neat corridors, turning them into a bloody hell.

Below the towering main castle.

Benewind looked gloomy, smelling the smell of rust in the air, and his eyes fell on the study area.

Through the carefully carved window sill, he saw the beginning and end of the killing.

"continue!"

Under the cold command, the noble guards rushed towards the main castle study like a rolling torrent.

Even though the front is littered with corpses, the will of the Mouli family cannot be disobeyed.

They wanted to use the crowd to massacre the intruders.

In the blood-stained corridor.

Huo Jixing looked casual and easily harvested the lives of the noble guards with the most concise and effective movements.

As the killing continues.

Huo Jixing smelled a sense of danger and moved his eyes slightly.

He saw amidst the brilliant lights, heavy steel crossbows were being pushed forward. Arrows as thick as bowls glowed with a cold light, aiming straight at the study area.

"It's interesting!" Huo Jixing raised the corner of his mouth.

He recalled the scene he had seen during the Second Battle of the Freljord.

The Noxian Legion used these terrifying steel crossbows to suppress and slaughter the extraordinary beings of Winter's Claw.

Huo Jixing looked around, looking for the blind spots in his field of vision, when he seemed to see something strange, with a red-golden light filling his pupils.

"Is this blood, are they flowing?"

In the red gold field of vision.

Huo Jixing saw countless traces of delicate blood in the air, and was inexplicably attracted to it, following a strange trajectory towards a portrait hanging on the innermost wall of the study.

Surrounded by a golden frame, the portrait shows an old man with a serious expression and a majestic expression.

With the rendering of blood, the portrait looks a little bloodstained.

"Haha, very secretive."

Huo Jixing chuckled softly, the red fire blade in his hand flashed, and he stepped lightly, clearing the corridor of noble guards.

Then he immediately came to the bloody portrait.

Click!

Now that the Mouli family has been alarmed, Huo Jixing no longer retains it and violently shatters the portrait.

The golden frame fell to the ground, and the portrait fell into pieces.

Behind it is a flat and clean dark gray wall, with no mechanism visible.

boom!

Huo Jixing stretched out his hand, his palm like a knife, and penetrated the solid wall. Pieces of fine stone bricks fell to the ground, revealing a dark passage.

He immediately entered the passage.

In the dark passage, a haze filled the air. Only the lights in the study room behind fell, and there was a hazy glow.

The stone steps stretched out, and Huo Jixing made a clicking sound when he stepped on them, giving him a creepy feeling.

It seemed like there were very few people walking around and there was a lack of cleaning.

Huo Jixing saw various unknown vegetation growing on both sides of the stone road, including dark green moss, gray and white plants, and some unknown plants entwined with each other.

Continuing down, the air is gradually filled with a rust-like smell, and there is also a somewhat ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

puff!

Seeing that the environment was too dark, Huo Jixing snapped his fingers, and the red-gold Nanli Fire danced on his fingertips, driving away the haze in the air.

Go forward forty or fifty meters.

Huo Jixing saw a thick stone door at the end of the passage. The door was engraved with blood-colored runes, which was completely similar to what he had seen before.

"Scarlet Secret Society, blood magic!" Huo Jixing whispered softly, his eyes twinkling.

It was also at this time that he discovered that the noble guards who were following behind him had disappeared at some point.

Now, as long as he pushes open the huge stone door in front of him, he can see the secret hidden behind it.

Rumble!

Huo Jixing looked decisive and slashed with his sword, including the bloody runes, all of them were chopped into pieces.

Suddenly, rubble broke through the air and smoke billowed.

Da da!

The fire of Nanli burned blazingly, burning away the decaying gases gushing out.

Huo Jixing wore red-gold feathered armor and stepped forward.

Passing through the broken giant door, he saw a gloomy blood-colored hall.

The walls of this hall have been dyed dark red, and there are many blood-stained tapestries and everlasting lamps hanging around them. There is a pool-like pit in the middle, where dried blood can be seen.

At the same time, the smell of blood remaining in the air was extremely strong, and seemed to be mixed with the coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Just as he was looking around, subtle footsteps came from deep in the blood-colored hall.

"Extraordinary flames are good at swordsmanship." The old and majestic voice came, echoing in the empty hall.

"You must be the Suzaku who won the Ring of Fire performance in the capital?"

Huo Jixing looked over after hearing this.

Deep in the dark hall, an aristocratic old man wearing a luxurious black robe and a golden belt around his waist came pacing.

His thick white hair was neatly combed, and his face was lined with wrinkles, but it did not lose its dignity.

"Mouli IV?" Huo Jixing's expression was slightly condensed, and he could smell the scarlet scent on the tip of his nose.

"Thanks to Lord Swain for still remembering me, he specially arranged for someone to sneak into Blood Cliff."

Mouli IV spoke softly, his dark eyes gradually turning blood-red, as if he wanted to see into the depths of Huo Jixing's heart.

"I'm curious, what is your mission?"

He walked forward slowly, and there were sounds of dog barking beside him.

Huo Jixing looked intently and saw four bloody hounds that looked like calves, baring their teeth at him, extremely fierce.

It was very similar to the blood-colored cat I had seen before, with blood-red body and sharp claws.

"You should not devote yourself to blood magic itself."

Huo Jixing spoke in a condensed voice, pointed the red fire blade diagonally at the ground, and the scorching Nanli Fire ignited.

"Shouldn't it?" Mouli IV looked stunned.

Then he became a little crazy, and the blood in his eyes became more intense.

"This is the ability given to us by God, and it is the secret that Brown Darkwill has wanted all his life!"

"us."

"Immortal!"