The Glory of Noxus

Move forward a little bit in time.

Lux drove Spark to leave the town of Forsbarrow, crossed the business road, and moved quickly through the dark forest.

The scattered trees and shrubs disappeared on both sides like a horse watching a lantern.

Lux leaned over the horse's back, and the golden cane in her hand shone with pure white light.

Warm and blazing light illuminated the rugged road ahead.

But in the current bad environment.

Even if there is light guiding the way, it is still very dangerous to run through the dark forest with Starfire's fast pace.

The nightmare brought about by the thick black mist is like a tidal wave, coming endlessly, just like the demon army faced by Galen and Huo Jixing.

The endless source of nightmares is human imagination.

Fear of death, fear of weakness, or fear of losing a loved one quickly becomes the stuff of nightmares.

Da da! Da da! Da da!

Starfire's pace became more rapid, and Lux ​​poured her refraction power into Starfire's body.

This white horse vaguely transformed into a unicorn from a mythical story, with its mane dotted with white light and its extraordinary eyesight that allowed it to overcome all obstacles.

Lux and Starfire ran through the endless black mist, and finally came to a familiar intersection.

This time she did not choose to go west or east, but without hesitation stepped on the northbound path covered with ferns——

The road to the grave of great-grandfather Fossian!

The white light flashed, and the spark that received Lux's magic power moved extremely steadily.

But after entering the trail, the terrain of the mountain road begins to become steeper.

There are rocks everywhere, bushes and grass can be seen everywhere, and occasionally weird whistling sounds can be heard.

As Lux goes deeper, we get closer and closer to Fosian's Tomb.

The surrounding environment slowly changed. The withered trees were covered with black tree oil, and the twisted branches were extremely ugly, as if they had grown into the shape of a demon.

As Lux moved forward, she could feel them tugging on her hair and cloak.

"these things."

Lux's eyes were solemn, and the tree trunks in her field of vision were like bloody mouths of sharp teeth, and poisonous spiders weaved dense webs on their highest branches.

At the same time, the grass-covered land became soft and muddy, like a stagnant swamp.

Lux and Starfire came to the entrance of a clearing surrounded by shadows and wanted to continue moving forward.

But Xinghuo seemed to notice something and shook his head back, refusing to move forward. He sniffed in fear and his strong body trembled.

"Relax." Lux stroked Starfire's mane soothingly.

"Great-grandfather Foss Ian's tomb is right in front, just a few steps further."

But this time, no matter how Lux comforted her, Starfire was unwilling to take another step forward.

Even under the wave of nightmares, his limbs were crossed on the ground and his head was buried in the grass.

"Okay." Lux looked helpless when she saw this, and she understood why Starfire was afraid.

As a last resort, Lux slid off the horse, clutched the golden cane, and walked towards the shadowy clearing in the cemetery.

On the top of the cane, the white light shines brighter and brighter, like a lighthouse in the waves and storms, but the surroundings are too dark, and the white light can only barely see a foot away.

The grave of Forthian Crownguard is a hill covered with weeds.

Under the thick black mist, the grass has long been dyed black, and streams of different black smoke like demon warriors are hovering over the cemetery.

It seems that if the time is right, it will invade the world where mortals live.

Lux ignored the black smoke in the sky and saw a somewhat decayed and mottled stone slab on the road in front of the cemetery, which recorded the heroic deeds of her great-grandfather Fosian.

The time imprinted on it is completely unclear, but some small characters below can be distinguished.

Forsian Crownguard used a Demacian steel sword to pierce the demon's black heart and slew the demon in the wild forest of Forsbarrow.

But it was not the stone slab that caught Lux's attention.

But the boy sitting on the stone slab.

A little boy, no more than twelve or thirteen years old, sitting on the stone slab with his legs crossed.

His withered and thin body was swinging back and forth like a willow, and the black smoke pouring out of the cemetery was wrapped around his neck like a branch.

"Luka?"

Lux spoke softly, her tone hesitant.

She had seen a portrait of Judge Giselle's missing child, which looked very similar to the boy in front of her.

Hearing Lux's voice, the boy's swaying body suddenly stopped, and his dim eyes looked at Lux.

In an instant!

Lux seemed to see an ancient evil coming to the world, and her body trembled involuntarily.

The boy's completely dark eyes reflected Lux's flawless face, and then he grinned a cruel smile.

"Not anymore!"

'Luka' looked at Lux who was waiting in front of him and laughed softly.

His voice sounded a little hoarse, not at all like a teenager's.

"uh-huh!"

Lux endured the demon's pressure and groaned, her flawless face turning pale.

Although her heart was urging her to leave the smoky cemetery, Lux walked towards the boy.

Within her field of vision, she saw darkness rippling outward from Luca's eyes, and the nightmare inside was waiting to be nourished by human weakness, ready to break out.

Lux's heart sank, and she felt a pair of cold and cunning dark eyes with the power of refraction. He is looking at himself, looking for nutrients.

Looking at Lux walking over, Luka nodded slightly and stood up from the stone.

Countless whispering shadows gathered over the cemetery, with demons and fears hiding at the edge of the field of vision, slowly surrounding Lux.

"You are full of nightmares." Luka seemed to have penetrated Lux's spirit and smelled delicious food.

"I need to peel your head open and carefully scoop them out."

"Luka, this is not you." Lux said solemnly.

"Not me?. So who am I?"

Luka walked towards Lux step by step, and the lingering black smoke turned into clouds and surrounded him.

"Demon in the cemetery!" Lux said with a steady gaze.

"I don't think it died with Forsian, as people think."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Hoarse laughter sounded, and Luka stopped laughing, grinning. The skin at the corners of his mouth was broken, and two black blood streaks flowed down his chin.

"Not dead at all," Luka whispered.

"I'm just sleeping, healing, recovering, preparing."

"What are you going to do?" Lux couldn't help but forced herself to take a step forward.

The boy tilted his head, smacked his lips, and stretched out his fingers contemptuously. Then Lux stopped walking, unable to take the next step.

"Wait, wait!"

As he spoke, he bent down and took out a black blade with a strange luster from the black mist.

"I smell something delicious, let me peel off a funny nightmare first!"