The Glory of Noxus

Boo!

Suzaku raised its head and screamed.

The red gold wings surrounded by flames were gathered in front of him like a waterfall.

Huo Jixing looked at the dark sphere crossing the sky with an extremely solemn expression.

He smelled the terrible danger of facing death, and his soul trembled and whined.

Then he immediately stirred up the Nanli Fire all over his body, and the [Red Bird's Crop] under his stomach also shattered.

The majestic flames stored in it spurted out and merged into the red gold Suzaku behind.

In addition, the energy of Donghua Yimu surging in Huo Jixing's body shone with green light, like firewood, blending into the Nanli fire and quickly fueling the fire.

All of a sudden!

The winds and clouds surged, and the flames burned the sky.

But the doomsday-like scene in front of him still couldn't erase Huo Jixing's dangerous intuition.

He looked at the dark sphere approaching him and felt that these were not enough.

He seemed to have returned to the northern border of the Noxus Empire again, returning to the tragic snowy battlefield.

In order to survive, he had to fight to the death with the clan warriors of Freljord in the ice and snow.

"Suzaku!"

Huo Jixing roared loudly, his voice full of anger and determination.

At this moment, the blood all over his body burned, and his delicate skin was translucent, as if it were carved from jade.

Faintly, red bone marrow appeared under the skin, emitting a fiery radiance.

Looking from a distance, Huo Jixing has completely transformed into the mythical Nanli Suzaku in his previous life, with no emotion in his cold red-gold eyes.

Sonorous!

Huo Jixing waved the red fire blade in his hand boldly, blending with the Suzaku's low-hanging golden beak, drawing a perfect trajectory and slashing towards the dark magic ball.

The next moment!

Red golden flames swept across, and the darkness glowed.

Two terrifying energy fluctuations were engaged in a silent confrontation in the sky, entangled with each other, eroding each other, and the resulting ripples swallowed up all light.

The world seemed to be still at this moment, with only the red gold flames and dark light existing.

They are intertwined in the sky, shocking everyone who looks up.

Until at least a moment later.

Boom! Boom!

The deafening roar resounded through Dawn Castle and the capital of Demacia.

The sound rolled in like thunder, driving away the dark clouds.

A center of energy fluctuations that ebb and flow.

Huo Jixing, who was covered in flames, tightly grasped the red fire blade in his hand and accurately hit the dark magic ball in front of him.

But there was no trace of relaxation on his face.

Because the dark magic ball is moving forward slowly with an unstoppable momentum, and the deep and dark light surrounding it is consuming all the energy it touches.

Whether it is the fire of Nanli or the energy of Donghua Yimu.

Their power is inherently stronger than the Dark Eye Sphere.

But the violent power possessed by the dark sphere far exceeds that of Huo Jixing at this moment.

Under the mutual melting, the size of the dark sphere has been much smaller than before.

But it is still moving forward unswervingly.

"damn it!"

Huo Jixing looked angry and his eyes were cracked.

However, no matter how much he mobilized the power in his body, he could not stop the trajectory of the dark ball.

The red fire blade in his hand was already full of cracks, but now it was being ravaged by the terrifying energy and could no longer bear it.

Click!

Under the erosion of the dark magic ball, the red fire blade shattered.

The fine red blade cut across Huo Jixing and Catalina, leaving tiny blood marks on their faces and bodies.

When Huo Jixing's fingers touched the dark sphere, his flesh and blood melted instantly.

The skeleton that looked like fire jade also quickly extinguished the red gold flames in the dim light.

Huo Jixing gritted his teeth and endured the pain from his fingers. He moved the dark magic ball and shifted its direction.

puff!

A small voice sounded in my ears.

Huo Jixing took advantage of the terrifying impact of the dark ball to hold Catalina tightly and fly upward into the sky.

Halfway through, he lowered his eyes and looked at his abdomen, where he saw a ferocious hole that was transparent from front to back.

Flesh as hard as steel and bones like marrow of fire disappeared directly.

And at the edge of the wound, there are dark lines like spider webs extending.

Fortunately, Nanli's fire surged past in time to prevent the erosion of the dark power.

Whoops! Whoops!

The flame wings fluttered, and Huo Jixing reluctantly stopped retreating.

Then he took a deep look at the Demacia Capital and Dawn Castle below, and disappeared into the sky without looking back.

The red-gold eyes of the Suzaku behind him were dim, and the flame wings were covered with black lines, which gradually disappeared along with the dim starlight.

Castle of dawn, in shadow and darkness.

"The power of the flame star spirit? Who is it?"

Fallen Angel Morgana looked at the departing Huo Jixing in the distance, her dark purple eyes twinkling.

She originally wanted to satisfy her inner curiosity and chase Huo Jixing, who was seriously injured and left.

But it was not yet time for her to appear before the Demacians.

Morgana sighed softly, suppressed the human impulse in her heart, and returned to the rationality of heaven.

Then, she moved her eyes to look at Xin Zhao and Prince Jiawen, and nodded slowly.

The power of the Demacians is gradually breaking free from the cage of the Forbidden Demon Stone.

But when she saw Shyvana, a different emotion appeared in her deep purple eyes.

The dragon in ancient mythology was once the ruler of Valoran.

"interesting!"

Morgana's eyes flickered between Shyvana and Prince Jarvan, gaining insight into their identities.

Finally, she looked up at the star-studded night sky, hummed a poem softly, and disappeared into the shadow darkness.

“Secrets are veiled, shadows hide in darkness.”

"And Kyle's legend never fades,"

"Shine brightly in our hearts."

"The breeze is still calling her."

"When Targon shines again,"

"The long night falls upon the world,"

"Looking towards the south."

"Pray for peace."

Dawn Castle, main entrance square.

Zhao Xin, who looked pale, looked at the red-gold sky in the distance and put away his lost heart.

Then he walked not far away, pulled out the three-clawed dragon gun, and ran his hand over the hot golden gun body, as if to comfort the old man.

Prince Jiawen also reacted immediately, suppressed the horror in his heart, and softly ordered the palace guards on his side.

But deep in his heart, the scene of the battle he had just seen was already engraved in his heart, and he could not forget it.

"Winged Protector!"

Prince Jiawen was thoughtful and thought of the books in the Lightbringer Temple.

in many records and poems.

The Kingdom of Demacia is protected by the Angel of Justice, Kyle, who possesses the power of the Flame of Justice.