The Glory of Noxus.

Reef waters.

Under the dark sea surface, undercurrents surged, and waves hit the rocks one after another.

Deep under the sea, a school of sharks is lingering near the hunting boat.

They had just had a full meal, but they still refused to leave, greedily looking forward to more food falling.

The cold sea breeze blew gently, and the dark mist squirmed near the hull.

Then slowly disappeared.

When the hooded figure saw the ghost of Blood Harbor leaving, he jumped down from the pier with light steps and reached the hunting ship with agility.

He stepped on the rotten wooden boards, and there was a creaking sound under his feet.

The scarlet blood stained the broken hull, silently telling the bloody massacre that had just occurred.

The sea breeze blew through the hood, revealing a dark reddish-brown face.

Their eyes are shining with greedy light, and they don't want to leave for a long time.

"I can't be the same again."

"More and more people are coming here, and they're also waiting... to start?"

The most special thing was his eyes, which seemed to have seen horrors that ordinary people could not imagine and were extremely calm.

The hooded figure tightened his clothes, turned around and left the hunting boat, disappearing into the boundless darkness.

The bright light was like a burning white flame, burning instantly on the sea surface, burning the remaining dark energy to its heart's content.

He didn't want to pay attention to what happened here, but maybe it was because he hadn't completely lost his former self.

Since Pike was killing Macie, he had been paying attention to the movements of the hunting ship from a distance.

"Death has come for you, so I say, and this is the end."

The hooded figure looked at the silvery light that was gradually disappearing on the sea and sighed softly.

The hooded figure stared at the sacred pistol in his hand and muttered to himself lowly and firmly.

He whispered softly, as if he was asking himself, and as if he was asking the world.

A strong smell of blood filled the air, blowing in the sea breeze.

An overwhelming memory came to him, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

But his intuition told him that someone had just been secretly observing the hunting boat.

They were once members of the Iron Hook Gang, but due to a twist of fate, they ended up ruining their lives.

The hooded figure lowered his head and looked at the red sea near the hunting boat.

Schools of sharks roiling in the water, baring their sharp teeth.

There, dim lights swayed in the night, as if no one existed.

"Blood Harbor Ghost!"

The sky above the slaughterhouse.

He seemed to be aware of it and turned his gaze to the direction of the slaughterhouse.

His voice echoed in the silent night, full of determination and strength, as well as the slightest hint of resentment.

"Ok?"

The hazy mist surrounded Huo Jixing's side, and he quietly looked at the hunting boat in the reef waters.

"Such a keen intuition?"

Even Zaun's most taboo-free alchemist couldn't tell the exact ingredients.

They howled in pain and fled from the hunting boat in fear, fearing that they would be touched by the white flames again.

"Holy light is a spear, pain is a companion, and all darkness in the world is cleared away."

The hooded figure took a deep breath and looked back at Bilgewater in the darkness. His eyes were deep, wanting to see through every corner of the city.

【Hot and Fierce Bullets】!

The hooded figure pulled the trigger, and a flash of silver light lit up, piercing the night sky and falling straight to the sea.

With the burning of the silver light, the aura of death in the reef waters was completely purified.

The dull night wind blew through, bringing with it a disgusting stench.

The pistol was carefully forged from strips of stone and nameless bright metal.

His face was thin and resolute, and his chin was as sharp as a knife, showing a noble temperament.

The black hair on the top of the head is tied into a braid close to the scalp, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

Those sharks that were still lingering and unwilling to leave looked at the white flames extending to their bodies and sensed the presence of danger.

His eyes flickered and he took out his sacred pistol from his waist.

Several mangled corpses hung on the towering mast, swaying slightly.

The hooded figure ignored the group of sharks and saw the remaining dark energy on the sea surface painted with blood.

Pike, who had left earlier, had not yet noticed his presence.

On the contrary, the extraordinary person who appeared behind him discerned his aura.

Huo Jixing thought of the white flames he had just seen, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Relic pistol, white flame?

Only a hero can have such extraordinary abilities.

Holy Spear Ranger Lucian!

"Has anything happened in Bilgewater recently?"

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered, as if this ancient archipelago was hiding some secret.

The existence of Blood Harbor Ghost Pike is no surprise.

Lucian, on the other hand, why did this Sentinel of Light appear?

Hunting the undead near the Blue Flame Islands? Huo Jixing thought secretly.

He looked at the gradually recovering slaughterhouse, didn't wait any longer, and turned around to leave.

When the blazing silver light lit up, it attracted the attention of many gang members on the slaughterhouse.

The silent slaughterhouse quickly became lively, with various sounds intertwined.

Roars, curses, and noises came and went one after another, making it impossible to distinguish the specific content.

The thieves reappeared, and many gang members discovered that a large amount of sea animal meat was missing from their slaughterhouses.

As for the dead Zhanshou, no one has discovered their disappearance yet.

But no matter what, the deaths of the slaughterers will definitely become an unsolvable mystery on the dock.

The chaotic noise is occasionally mixed with scenes of gang fights, taking the opportunity to stir up trouble and seize territory.

It was not until early morning that the slaughterhouse became quieter.

Huo Jixing returned to the stone house, looked at the slightly lit sky, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Soon after, he heard Aretha getting up in the next room.

As usual, Aretha started busy in the kitchen gently to avoid waking up Suoke and Huo Jixing.

Gradually, the aroma of food floated over and filled the stone house.

Suok woke up at the right time and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Huo Jixing also stretched himself pretentiously at this time and prepared to get up.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the room, they saw the breakfast on the simple dining table, which was still mainly seafood.

Wait until everyone has finished breakfast.

Aretha and Sok tidied up their appearance and brought silver snake coins.

They were preparing to go out to the Nagakapoulos Temple to perform a sincere prayer for Feder.

Huo Jixing stayed and took care of Fedel.

Compared to Feder, who was wary, Huo Jixing was much more natural.

He shared with Feder the anecdotes he had encountered in the Freljord and the Kingdom of Demacia.

After hearing this, Feder gradually relaxed and told Huo Jixing about his experience in the Sea of ​​Watchers.