The Glory of Noxus

The original meaning of Xuanwu is Xuanming.

Wu means black and Ming means yin.

In ancient mythology, the underworld is in the north.

The seven stars of Xuanwu hang high in the northern sky, which means that Xuanwu can communicate with the underworld and suppress the underworld in the north.

With his keen spiritual perception, Huo Jixing instantly sensed the breath of the underworld permeating the air.

"The power of the Iron Armor Wraith?"

Huo Jixing's eyes moved slightly, and he recalled the many details of the Trifaree Council and Swain's planning for this action, and he vaguely understood everything.

However, what made him most curious was what kind of connection existed between the Black Rose and the Iron Armored Wraith?

Why would they secretly plot against the forces left behind by Mordekaiser?

According to ancient records, through his mysterious connection with the Iron Armor, Modkaiser gained the power of the underworld that could resurrect the dead and make the living tremble.

Why did Modkaiser, who possessed such invincible power, fall and die?

"Haha, I'm suddenly looking forward to the truth behind this!"

Huo Jixing put away the chaotic thoughts in his mind and looked at the almost invisible dark energy floating in the air through his red eyes.

This energy is cold and dead, completely different from the magical energy of the Valoran continent. It seems like a call from another world and is extremely mysterious.

If he had not just activated his Black Tortoise talent last night, he might not have been able to sense the breath of the underworld with his own legendary power.

After all, this is an ability that comes from the legendary world of the dead, not energy that exists within the material realm itself.

It is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and only a very few people in Valoran can sense its existence.

Go forward to the depths of the underground castle.

Swain frowned, stared straight ahead, and spoke in a serious voice.

"Be careful!"

Flocks of crows circled overhead, their sharp cries echoing in the empty passage, bringing him information ahead and warning him of impending danger.

Darius understood what he meant and immediately gave orders, requiring everyone to be vigilant and ready for battle.

The soldiers of the Trifarii Legion reacted quickly, the heavy armor they were wearing making crisp clashes and sharp blades clenched tightly in their hands.

However, for Sion, who came back from the dead and turned into the undead god of war, everything seemed so insignificant.

His body had long lost the warmth of life, and his mind no longer had any emotional fluctuations.

The so-called danger, to Sion, is just a very common challenge in his long fighting career.

Because he had led the Noxian Empire to win countless glory and victories.

Even when death and annihilation came, he continued to serve the empire in the form of a zombie.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

The chaotic and dull sound of footsteps hit the ground, causing the underground castle to shake and some dust to fall.

Sion led the bloody warriors, ignoring the remaining magic traps, and moved forward quickly.

Soon they saw a flock of crows lingering around the corner of the passage.

These crows danced wildly in the air, blinking their blood-red eyes and stirring up the wind with their black wings, as if they were afraid of something.

Following their gaze, neatly arranged gray sculptures appear at the end of the passage.

There are about fifty of these gray sculptures, arranged in a military formation across the passage.

They stand there quietly, as if time has forgotten them and only these silent guardians are left.

The grey sculpture exudes the decayed smell of an ancient tomb, and the armor it wears is very different from the current imperial armor.

Although it has the Imperial logo, it looks like the Imperial armor style from hundreds of years ago.

With the help of the induction with the flock of crows, Swain led everyone here, looking at the silent gray sculptures, his expression changed slightly.

He recognized the identities of the sculptures because they were the ancient heroes of the empire who had made great contributions to the expansion of the empire's territory.

The names of these heroes echoed in Swain's heart. They were the pride of the empire and role models in the hearts of countless soldiers.

"This is the ancient hero of the empire!"

Darius glanced over and recognized the identities of the gray sculptures in front of him.

The heroic deeds of these ancient heroes are recorded in many legendary stories in the small towns and villages of the empire.

They once fought for the glory of the empire. Their names were engraved in the long river of history and became heroes praised by later generations.

"Alberto Stephenson Nord Dexter Vitali!"

Based on the hazy images in his memory, Darius named several ancient heroes, including the ones he once aspired to become.

"Is Black Rose crazy? Changing their bodies into what they are now?"

He growled, his heart filled with uncontrollable anger.

As the Hand of Noxus, Darius could not accept this fact.

These heroes who have made great contributions to the empire deserve the glory of the empire.

Instead of being like now, after their death they still cannot avoid the ambition of the Black Rose and turn into the gray sculptures before their eyes.

Swain seemed to have thought of something, and his deep eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Before becoming the leader of Noxus, Swain was the general of the Empire's Eastern War Group, and it was he who commanded the brutal war in Ionia.

He felt boundless anger at the fate of the ancient heroes of the empire.

The Black Rose's behavior was not only a desecration of the heroes' bodies, but also a trampling of the empire's dignity and a destruction of the soldiers' sense of belonging.

"They have become ancient war maniacs." Swain said gloomily.

He recalled that when the Reiser Garrison Corps was first established, he had found a very inconspicuous piece of information that caught his attention.

During the dark reign of Bron Darkwill, a plan was born within the Black Rose to awaken the Empire's ancient heroes.

The purpose of this plan is to intensify the empire's pace of conquest and allow the empire to subdue countries in all directions.

But when this plan was born, it was met with resistance and opposition from many core members of the Black Rose.

Because many of the core members of the Black Roses are descendants of ancient heroes and enjoy the protection brought by their fathers.

They believed that the plan was a blasphemy against their ancestors and spoke out against it.

Swain originally thought that this plan would be replaced by the Black Rose's subsequent magic experiment plan and disappear.

Now, Swain looked at these gray sculptures and sighed softly. The Black Rose's plan was finally put into action.

The name of this project is called

Ancient war maniac!

Intelligence information records that the blood mage in the Black Rose accidentally discovered that the corpse of a hero in an ancient Noxian tomb still had a glow of life.

They dance like candles in the wind.

Under the shadow of war at that time, the blood magician tried to use different powers to revive the hero's body.

But after wasting a lot of resources, the plan failed and was forced to be shelved.

"Could it be that the Pale Lady has already mastered some of the underworld power within the armor?"

Swain frowned, his deep eyes filled with bloody demonic power as he swept across the gray-white sculpture not far away.

Sion did not stop because of the crows' lingering movement.

He strode with his head held high, continuing to lead the bloody warriors towards the standing gray-white sculpture.

With Sion and the Blood Warriors approaching.

The silent gray-white sculpture swayed gently, and fine sand rolled off its body, revealing its ancient armor.

The mottled marks engraved on the surface of the armor are the glory left by the years and the witness of past history.

They are rising from the dead!

A little light of life like a dying candle awakens the soul that once disappeared.

"It really is the power of the underworld!"

When Huo Jixing heard what Swain and Darius said, his eyes fell on the gray body of the ancient war maniac.

He could clearly feel the breath of the underworld in the ancient war maniac's body reviving, cold and silent.

"So, who wins and who loses?"

Huo Jixing stared at the backs of Sion and the Bloody Warrior as they charged forward, and curiosity grew in his heart.

Sion and the Blood Warriors are the product of war under Swain's rule, a combination of dark magic and sorcery.

Unlike the Bron Darkwill period, he was completely out of control and eager to kill.

They have now become barely controllable weapons of terror and war.

The Ancient War Maniac is a product of the underworld created by Black Rose using the underworld power within her iron armor.

"Let the flames of war thoroughly cleanse the filth from the empire!"

Sion looked at the ancient warrior in front of him, a hint of bloodthirsty madness appeared on his cold cheeks, driving the stitched armor up and down.

He could sense the dangerous aura coming from the ancient war maniac, but he didn't care.

dong dong!dong dong!dong dong!

Sion's charging steps echoed throughout the underground passage like the beating of a war drum.

[Soul Furnace]!

Suddenly, the red furnace embedded in the waist emitted a bloody red glow, enveloping Sion's mountainous body.

As he ran rapidly, the blood-red glow became more and more intense, sticking to the surface of his body like armor.

"Break free from the shackles and start killing!"

"Blood!"

"war!"

"kill!"

The bloody warriors following behind him allowed tyranny and killing to overwhelm their consciousness under Sion's bloody declaration.

This group of war weapons, which had lost their reason and emotions and had fallen into madness, fearlessly rushed towards the ancient war maniac.

Face the charge of Sion and the Blood Warriors.

The revived ancient warriors subconsciously formed a battle array, intending to resist the surging bloody tide with the spears and sharp blades in their hands.

Boom! Boom!

Deafening crashes mixed with angry roars, weaving a symphony of war.

Sion swung the black giant axe in his hand and chopped wildly, like a fast-moving heavy tank.

All the ancient warriors who blocked their way were torn into pieces by the sharp axes and the barbs on their bodies.

However, the power of the ancient war maniac should not be underestimated.

They were once heroes of the empire, possessing immense power, even though the aura of life that has revived is weak.

Still relying on his extraordinary skills and the power of the army, he was able to stop Sion's charge.

"Kill the strong and trample the weak!"

Sion roared loudly, and the black axe in his hand seemed to be an extension of his strength, and every swing was accompanied by the force of thunder.

boom!

The air ripples exploded, and the black giant axe smashed the two ancient warriors beside him.

Their armor was torn apart as easily as thin paper, and the rotten bodies inside turned into gray fragments under the axe blade.

Then, Sion looked at the ancient warriors surrounding him and roared like a beast.

"Tear apart!"

He roared, and every breath he exhaled carried the smell of blood, infecting the air.

"Crush!"

"Die!"

With the final roar, Sion's whole body strength erupted.

【Killer Roar】!

The energy in the blood-colored furnace erupted like a shock wave, raging across the sky and destroying the ancient warrior approaching.

Those ancient warriors who were farther away could not stand up under the aftermath of the blood-colored energy and could not stop retreating.

From a distance, Sion was like a bulldozer, cutting through the defense array of the ancient warrior.

Every step he takes forward will result in the fall of his enemies.

Every time he swung his giant axe, an enemy would be knocked away.

"I need bloody death!"

boom!

Sion stood in the center of the array, the bloody energy attached to his body like a heavy bomb, exploding in the underground passage.

【Death Embrace】!

The bloody energy raged out like a volcano, washing over the array of the ancient war maniacs, setting off storms of fear, and sweeping the ancient war maniacs into it, unable to extricate themselves.

The bloody warriors took advantage of the situation and rushed into the battlefield, launching a ruthless massacre against the remaining ancient warriors.

The building will collapse!

The ancient war maniac's formation was completely dispersed.

In this battle, Sion seemed like an unstoppable existence, and every step forward made the ancient warriors feel despair and fear.

The silver-red armor was stained with the rotten flesh and blood of an ancient warrior, and the sharp barbs on the shoulders and knees were hung with broken corpses.

This is Sion's symbol of glory!

However, just as the massacre was about to end.

Above the dark underground passage, countless spider silk threads fell silently.

Small black spiders also appeared in the shadow of the passage.

They followed the rotten corpses and pounced on Sion and the Bloody Warriors in the field.

"Ok?"

Sion looked down at the ancient warrior who was still fighting in front of him. Just as he was about to swing the black giant axe to kill the weak lamb, he suddenly realized that danger was coming.

Transparent spider silk wrapped around Sion's outstretched arms, as if trying to hang him up.

Before the bloody warriors fighting around could react, a transparent spider silk prison fell and bound them.

Then, small black spiders crawled up their bodies along the armor.

Boom! Boom!

I saw these little black spiders blinking their red eyes, their bodies naturally decomposing and releasing terrifying energy.

Several explosions sounded, and the bloody warriors who were caught off guard were blown to the ground.

Some of them suffered direct fatal injuries, their bodies broke apart, and after twitching a few times, they lost their ability to fight.

Sion reacted quickly and swung the black axe with all his strength, intending to cut the spider silk hanging from above.

Just the touch of the black giant axe made Sion feel frustrated as he had the power but nowhere to use it.

"Spider Queen Elise!"

Huo Jixing raised his eyes and looked upwards, and saw long, thin spider silk hanging from the dome of the passage, swaying gently in the wind.

There was also a giant spider quietly clinging in the corner, its body hidden in the dim light and shadow.

As if she had noticed Huo Jixing's gaze, Iris looked at Huo Jixing, and a hint of fear flashed in her red eyes.

She couldn't help but recall the battle that took place on the continent of Shurima.

At that time, Huo Jixing killed Vladimir right in front of her.

Iris suppressed the fear in her heart, decisively swung her black spider legs, hid into the shadows, and disappeared.

Wait until the explosion subsides.

In the ruined battlefield, the rotten corpses of the ancient war maniacs were scattered all over the ground, completely losing their faint life force.

Sion's sturdy body was wrapped in dense spider silk, almost wrapping him into a huge cocoon.

Four bloody warriors fell, three of them lost their ability to fight and their bodies were separated; the other one was also seriously injured, with only the upper body remaining.

The remaining six were damaged, but still maintained their combat capabilities.

Huo Jixing stared at the transparent spider silk that entangled Sion and the Bloody Warrior, took a step forward, and waved gently.

Buzz!Buzz!

The red-gold flames ignited instantly.

Under his exquisite control, the scorching Nanli Fire was like a flaming sword, easily cutting through Iris's spider silk.

The flames then moved upwards, burning the spider silk like a waterfall, lighting up the originally dim passage.

Under the raging flames, the solid dome of the passage melted, revealing the dark night sky outside.

Swain and Darius looked at Huo Jixing who had made the move at the same time.

They felt the burning power of the Nanli Fire up close and were shocked at Huo Jixing's growth rate, which seemed even more terrifying than the news itself.

"Come on, we should go in!"

Huo Jixing shrugged his shoulders and took Annie to the door at the end of the passage.

Darius turned sideways and gave orders to the Trifarii Legion soldiers waiting beside him.

They began to deal with the battlefield, taking away the bloody warriors who had lost their ability to fight.

Swain called out to the flock of crows that had landed on the edge of the dome, a gleam in his eyes.

He was originally planning to rescue Sion and the Bloody Warrior, but now it seems that his intervention is not necessary.

In just a moment, the battlefield was cleared.

Darius still arranged Sion and the Bloody Warrior as vanguards, preparing to push open the door at the end of the passage.

If you open this door, you may be able to see what the black rose is hiding here.