The Glory of Noxus.

Rock Village.

Desert outside small oasis.

In the pervasive sandstorm, Kassadin, wearing a robe that covered his body and dressed like a pilgrim, walked south with a determined look in his eyes.

Behind him, Huo Jixing and Ezreal, also wearing robes to block the wind and sand, followed silently, one in front and one behind.

From afar, their figures, dotted by the wind and sand, look like scholars searching for truth in the desert, with the golden sand covering the rows of footprints left behind.

Ezreal tightened his hood to cover his handsome face, and his eyes behind the goggles swept across the deserted desert.

He was originally hired by Kassadin and was about to leave the rock village.

However, when he heard that Huo Jixing was going to see Kassadin off.

As an explorer who is always curious, Ezreal naturally followed.

Huo Jixing and others are all extraordinary people with powerful strength, and the impact of the desert weather on them is almost negligible.

The scorching sandstorm rolled up, whizzing past them with terrifying temperatures, but it could not stop them.

After a while.

The small oasis where the rock village was located has disappeared without a trace, and only golden desert remains around it.

The sun was scorching the earth, and the sand was jumping in the breeze, as if you were in an endless golden ocean.

Continue heading south.

Endless golden hills came into everyone's sight, rising and falling like huge waves.

Further away, there are giant mountains that are towering into the clouds, like a natural barrier, guarding this ancient and mysterious land.

This area is already a remote area of ​​Shurima, uninhabited, desolate and secluded.

Looking around, you can see many hollow rocks standing quietly at the foot of the mountains.

When Huo Jixing and others passed by, a strong wind blew and a mournful whistle sounded, like the wailing of dead souls.

"Cross this mountain range and you'll reach the edge of Icathia."

Kassadin's hoarse and low voice ignored the wind and sand.

"Just send it here."

Huo Jixing looked at the mountains in the distance, and an inexplicable expectation flashed in his eyes.

"Let's look further ahead. I have never seen the land of Ecathia, and now that I have come this far, the rest of the journey doesn't matter."

Kassadin looked back at Huo Jixing and Ezreal, nodded slowly, and said nothing. His deep eyes hid invisible mysteries.

As they walked slowly forward, the mountains in front of them seemed to have lost their tranquility and beauty in an instant and became dilapidated.

The gray mountain top was covered with a thick layer of gray. There was no sign of life and the silence was suffocating.

There were constant whimpering sounds all around, and an indescribable strange atmosphere filled the air.

It belongs neither to death nor to life, but is beyond both and possesses unpredictable dangers.

suddenly!

Kassadin, who was at the front, stopped and reached into the bag on his back to take out the items he carried with him and arm himself.

When Huo Jixing saw this, he had an idea. He exchanged glances with Ezreal, and they walked forward together.

next moment!

The scene before them made them hold their breath involuntarily.

It is the land of Icathia that has been eroded by the power of the void.

The desolation of this land far exceeded the imagination of Huo Jixing and Ezreal.

It can be said that the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing, and the whole place is devastated!

I saw dark clouds covering the sky, blocking out the sunlight, and only darkness descended.

The vast and endless land seemed to be torn apart by terrifying invisible claws, leaving behind bottomless gullies.

These crisscrossing gullies are like the earth's painful cries, silently telling of the disaster that has occurred.

Further away, countless broken canyons seemed to have been split in two by the aftermath of the battle.

A dim purple light emanates from the depths of the crack, a light that makes people feel extremely frightened.

It covers the canyon, as if it is the mark left by the power of the void, and it is also the last struggle and wailing of this land.

The land of Icathia was not what it is today. It had a rich and diverse civilization.

But after opening the Gate of the Void, everything changed drastically.

The brilliant civilization of Icathia disappeared in the long river of history, leaving only the forgotten land of Icathia.

“We are insignificant.”

Kassadin looked at Icathia, and the gauze robe he was wearing was thrown away, revealing the dark purple ancient armor.

“But it’s not all bad!”

He turned his body sideways, looked back at Huo Jixing and Ezreal, and said his final goodbye.

"Just take me here. It's time to go back."

With that, Kassadin didn't wait for a reply, but headed south, his deep purple eyes looking towards the spot where Icathia's capital had once stood.

He will definitely take revenge, even at the cost of his life.

In just a moment, Kassadin's figure gradually blurred in the devastated ravines and finally disappeared on the distant horizon.

Huo Jixing and Ezreal stood there silently, watching Kassadin leave.

"What do we say now?"

Ezreal retracted his gaze, looked up at Huo Jixing, and suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart.

For some reason, he had a premonition that he would enter Icathia at some point in the future.

[Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Eyes]!

Red-gold flames burned in Huo Jixing's dark eyes as he gazed into the distance at the desolate and dilapidated land.

soul!

Countless broken souls filled the vision!

They are like prisoners, trapped in this dilapidated land and unable to extricate themselves.

Huo Jixing suddenly realized that these souls were the Ekassia people who had died along with this land.

Their lingering and staying added a sense of heaviness and sadness to this forgotten land.

at the same time.

The deep, cold purple light unique to the void appeared in Huo Jixing's vision, spreading across the sky above Icathia.

It was so high up that no one knew where the other end was. It blocked Huo Jixing's observation and made it impossible for him to see any trace of clouds.

Sonorous!

In the red-gold eyes, Nanli Suzaku raised his head and spread his wings, which were reflected in the pupils.

Then, amid the loud cry of the Nanli Vermillion Bird, Huo Jixing's gaze broke through the limitations of the power of the void.

The next moment!

He looked far away and saw a deep purple cloud in the central area of ​​​​Icathia, reaching from the sky to the earth.

Faintly, there seemed to be a pair of eyes like stars hidden at the bottom of the clouds.

Before Huo Jixing could react, his star-like purple eyes opened slightly, and a deep and endless aura rushed towards him.

"uh-huh!"

Huo Jixing subconsciously closed his [Red Eyes and Fiery Pupils], but it was still a little too late. Intense pain instantly swept through his sea of ​​consciousness.

Two lines of red-gold tears flowed down the corners of his tightly closed eyes and across his cheeks.

"Mr. Charles, what's wrong with you?"

When Ezreal heard the voice, he immediately looked at Huo Jixing and saw two lines of blood and tears flowing on his face. He looked nervous and his brows were furrowed.

"I'm fine!"

Huo Jixing shook his head, wiped away the red-gold tears from the corners of his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Come on, let's get out of here."

At this moment, he began to understand why the continent of Valoran would selectively forget the land of Icathia.

The silent will of the void always exists on this land, waiting to wake up.

Waiting for the future battle!

After leaving the edge of Icathia.

At the fork in the ancient desert road, Ezreal said goodbye to Huo Jixing, as he was going to complete Kassadin's mercenary mission.

This Shurima expedition plan is almost coming to an end.

Ezreal went through a lot of twists and turns, and even almost died in the rock village.

He decided to take a good rest for a while to restore his physical and mental strength, and took on Kassadin's mission.

Because many of the places in the mission are exactly his next destinations.

Separation is a normal part of life.

Huo Jixing had long been accustomed to the existence of this kind of emotion. After waving goodbye to Ezreal, he returned to the rock village alone.

Both of his goals had been achieved, one was to bid farewell to Kassadin, the other was to spy on the forgotten land of Icathia.

In the rock village, Xiamara directed the caravan guards to make preparations before departure.

The stored food and water are placed on the backs of the giant beasts to ensure that the caravan can cope with various situations during the journey.

After Huo Jixing returned, Xiamala led the caravan slowly out of the village and set off on their journey home in the sunset.

But in the depths of the Khalisah Desert, the dark night fell quietly like an invisible curtain.

The freezing cold wind raged between the sand dunes, blowing up gusts of fine sand.

The Midalda caravan was resting on the back of a huge sand dune, busy setting up camp.

The caravan guards, wearing thick gauze robes, dispersed.

They were either checking whether the goods were intact, or cooking food and roasting campfires to drive away the cold.

The temperature difference between day and night in the deep desert is really huge.

The high temperature during the day and the scorching sun scorching the desert make it hard to breathe.

But at night, the wind was bitingly cold, and the blown sand and gravel hit our faces.

Xiamara sat in the tent on the back of the giant beast, looking around with cold eyes.

The desert at night is a far more dangerous world than during the day, with countless threats lurking.

It could be a cunning desert raider or a ferocious desert beast.

She must remain vigilant enough.

After the battle in the rock village, half of the caravan's guards were gone, and almost all the slaves were lost, so the garrison was already somewhat insufficient.

But Xiamara was not worried about the safety of the caravan at all because Huo Jixing was in the team.

The terrifying strength he displayed in the battle of the rock village was enough to calm Xiamara's worries.

The candlelight lit up, illuminating the thick tent.

Huo Jixing was enjoying his dinner, with a snow-white Poro curled up beside him, looking well fed.

After parting with Kassadin, he was not in a hurry to return to Beljuin.

Instead, he chose to embark on the journey home with the Midalda caravan.

He wanted to see how the situation in Shurima had changed in recent times.

Shamara had told him before that the resurrected Desert Emperor Azir was now raising the sun disk again in Vikaura, intending to restore the glory of the Shurima Empire.

The ancient wizard Xerath is making plans in Nerimaj and building up his own power to fight against Azir.

Huo Jixing was full of curiosity. What kind of changes would the confrontation and struggle between these two bring to the continent of Shurima?