The Glory of Noxus.

"You can't get away, thief!"

The sheep spirit walking slowly forward seemed to be aware of something and gently raised the cheek wearing the wooden mask.

The deep eyes of the spirit gazed at Modkaiser hanging in the sky of the underworld, whispering.

If the deceased calmly faces the silver longbow in the hands of the sheep spirit, then she will let you go to paradise without any pain.

However, if you resist and struggle, the wolf will happily begin his hunt.

And every hunt by the wolf spirit will end in a tragic death.

Now, the thief in Yang Ling's mouth is making his final struggle with violent means.

[Seal of Kindred]!

The Seal of Kindred that had been marked earlier slowly spun and lit up within Yang Ling's pupils, filling the air with a strange glow.

The shape of Kindred's Mark resembles a perfect circle with corners, not a simple geometric shape.

Its outer edge is outlined with wild lines, depicting a wolf spirit, as if running in the moonlight.

Inside is a circle with the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit connected end to tail. The two are interdependent and form a perfect balance.

As Kindred's Seal lit up, Lamb Spirit leaped forward, as light as an elf.

The arrow on the silver-white longbow in her hand flashed brightly, aiming at Modkaiser in the distance.

"Go ahead, wolf!"

Hearing the sheep spirit's firm voice, the wandering wolf spirit could no longer hold back, and soared into the sky, wrapped in the dancing gray mist.

From afar, his figure was looming in the gray fog, like a gray dragon and snake with bared fangs and claws, ignoring the undead power of the underworld and pouncing on Modkaiser.

"Cut their armor!"

The clear whispers of Lamb Spirit rang in the air.

"Cut open their bodies."

The wolf howled more and more excitedly, responding to the sheep's words.

His voice was like the howling of the wind, full of wildness and passion.

Buzz!

In the dim and hazy underworld, a streak of silvery-white moonlight fell silently, permeating the pervasive aura of death and causing the sky to be shrouded in a silver halo.

It's a silver arrow!

The Lamb's arrow was fired later but arrived first, drawing a graceful arc, passing over the Wolf, and accurately shooting at Modkaiser who was still standing still.

[Indestructible body]!

Facing the attacks of the lamb and wolf spirits, Modkaiser looked solemn. He quickly mobilized the vast undead energy in his body, covering the surface of his body and outlining an indestructible armor.

Kindred, as the spirit that symbolizes death.

It is the guide to the end of all lives.

In many ancient myths, they are beings who hold the power over death, and the underworld is also under their jurisdiction.

As the ruler of the underworld, Kindred's image is often associated with darkness and shadows.

Their eyes are as deep as the starry sky, as if they can see through the secrets and past of every soul.

Their arrows are made from fragments of many souls.

Every time the bowstring trembles, countless souls, guided by the arrow, move towards their final rest, completing the transition from this world to paradise.

Modkaiser originally thought that the underworld was a no-man's land, so he wantonly conquered the empty wasteland of the underworld and established his own empire.

Eventually, the empire rose, and the flags of Mordekaiser spread to every corner of the underworld. His name was synonymous with fear and obedience.

Until one day, he got news from some ancient and wise souls.

The Eternal Hunters, Kindred, are in a deep sleep.

When they wake up again, they will expel any powerful souls in the underworld and maintain the laws of the underworld.

Mordekaiser knew that he must find a way to protect his empire and his soul before Kindred awakens.

This is also the reason why he was so eager to start the conquest of the material realm.

He needed strength, needed to be able to find the power to deal with Kindred.

"Then let me see you!"

puff!

Before Modkaiser could finish his words, a silver arrow pierced through his indestructible body and hit the soul inside.

The indestructible body that was once able to withstand thunder now looked so fragile.

"uh-huh!"

Modkaiser couldn't help but groan, his body swayed slightly, his feet stomping on the void, and he took a few steps back.

"How can this be!"

He lowered his eyes and looked at the tiny hole that appeared on the iron armor of the underworld, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

This iron armor had accompanied him on his journeys through the material realm and the underworld, protecting him countless times.

But now there is such obvious damage.

The facts are before our eyes.

His indestructible body, which enabled him to traverse the material world and the underworld, was destroyed just like that.

"How a person dies reflects how a person lives."

The Lamb looked up at Mordekaiser, and through the damage caused by the arrows, he could see into the target's past.

"Tyrant, I will judge your faults in the name of Qian Jue!"

【Dance of Arrows】!

The sheep spirit rolled forward, the silver-white longbow in his hand made continuous string sounds, and rays of moonlight descended into the underworld.

[Darkness rises]!

[Hammer of Destruction]!

A trace of panic flashed across Modkaiser's dark green eyes. He didn't dare to relax at all and gave it his all.

He tightly grasped the ferocious hammer in his hand, swung the Night Meteorite, carrying the energy of the undead, and smashed it at the oncoming arrows with unstoppable force.

puff!puff!puff!

The silvery white moonlight still penetrated the undead energy at a steady pace, passed over the falling night meteorites, and hit Modkaiser mercilessly.

His body retreated continuously under the impact of the moonlight, and every retreat made him feel tremendous force and piercing pain.

Modkaiser gritted his teeth and tried to steady himself.

However, as if it weren't raining, the ship was late and encountered headwinds.

【Wolf Spirit Frenzy】!

"It's my turn now!"

There was a cold and cruel light flashing in the wolf's eyes, like gray lightning, and it rushed to Modkaiser's side in an instant.

Then, his body twisted in the sky of the underworld, like a entrenched dragon, carving out a territory that belonged to him alone.

In this territory, he was the supreme ruler, looking down upon the hateful thieves and killing them brazenly.

[Soul-breaking Stranglehold]!

Modkaiser had been paying attention to the wolf's movements, and when he saw the wolf rushing towards him, he said coldly.

He immediately waved his left hand, and the tremendous undead energy condensed in his palm transformed into a huge evil hand, ready to strangle the wolf spirit's neck.

Click!

But the wolf was fearless. It opened its bloody mouth, bit the evil spirit's hand in front of it with its sharp fangs, and pounced on Modkaiser.

His attack ignored the nearby undead power and the iron armor of the underworld, and directly bit into the soul belonging to Modkaiser inside, biting off a large piece.

"Ah!"

Modkaiser staggered, his dark green eyes trembled frequently, and he howled involuntarily.

This was the first time in thousands of years that he had lost his soul, and in this way.

At this moment, Modkaiser felt unprecedented pain and fear.

He looked deeply at the wolf spirit and the sheep spirit in front of him. The outcome of this battle was no longer under his control.

What he needs to do now is to leave here and avoid Qian Jue's hunting.

In the thundercloud storm.

Huo Jixing overlooked the battle in the underworld, shrugged his shoulders, and looked helpless.

Am I just a bystander?

The battle that should have belonged to him, but after Kindred appeared, he became a supporting role and could only watch Kindred's charm.

However, Kindred's strength is indeed terrifying, completely crushing Mordekaiser, the ruler of the underworld.

Whether it was the sheep spirit's silver-white longbow or the wolf spirit's attack, Modkaiser was completely defenseless.

As for Mordekaiser's Immortal Legion, under the influence of Kindred, they were completely out of control and did not dare to attack Kindred at all.

"Is it over?"

Huo Jixing's eyes narrowed, noticing Modkaiser's intention to retreat.

Sure enough, after the wolf spirit attacked again.

Modkaiser seemed unable to resist and fell down. His majestic figure was like a falling star, falling from the sky and into the underworld wasteland below.

Rumble!

The empty underworld wasteland collapsed, and the sky was filled with dust and vibrating undead energy, sweeping in all directions like a shock wave.

When the dust settled, there was no trace of Modkaiser.

The wolf spirit dropped its body and wandered in the broken wasteland of the underworld.

He sniffed the soul scent belonging to Modkaiser, looked at the vast empire in the distance, and whispered softly.

"Are you ready for the hunt? Lamb!"

There was a hint of amusement in the wolf spirit's eyes. It was impossible to hide the aura of the soul in front of them.

Yang Ling followed closely, holding a silver-white longbow, his spirit eyes looking into the distance.

"Haha, strange human, since you choose to return to the material realm, it means you want to embrace life again."

Her words were full of profound meaning, as if reminding all those who covet the power of death of the preciousness and fragility of life.

"Then you should accept death!"

Yang Ling looked back at the passage to the underworld above the sky. It was the boundary between life and death and the destination of the soul.

Buzz!

The bowstring sounded softly, and a ray of silver-white moonlight bloomed in the sky, erasing the stairs to heaven and destroying the passage.

After doing all this, the Lamb and the Wolf went on together.

Their figures gradually moved away from the wasteland of the underworld, entering the vast underworld empire, pursuing the breath of Modkaiser's soul.

"Cherish your last moments!"

Yang Ling's voice echoed in the night sky, soft and melodious, like a spring breeze blowing across the water.

"The hunt begins!"

The wolf's voice was low and fierce, like the announcement of death.

Huo Jixing looked at the passage to the underworld that was slowly disappearing in front of him, then he landed and came to the soul shaft.

Although the final battle seemed a bit anticlimactic.

However, he truly witnessed Qian Jue's terrifying strength.

“Is this the power of a god?”

The name of the Everhunting Twins has been passed down for countless years and is deeply engraved in the hearts of every mortal. Everyone knows it.

Facing the Eternal Hunters, Huo Jixing didn't dare to say that he could do better than Modkaiser.

"But the Spider God, Vicious Throat, gives me a much worse feeling?"

"Could it be that there are differences in strength among gods?"

Huo Jixing suppressed the thoughts in his mind, went to the depths of the soul shaft, and stared at the iron armor of the underworld.

After Modkaiser left, the iron armor that maintained the passage to the underworld lost the infusion of undead energy and slowly dimmed.

However, compared with before, many tiny holes appeared on the surface of the once ancient and sturdy armor.

It’s the mark left by Qian Jue!

Just as Huo Jixing was looking at it, the underworld iron armor in front of him seemed to revive again with consciousness.

A faint green energy appeared, outlining the appearance of Modkaiser's body.

"Hmm? This is to deceive Kindred?"

Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly and was about to admire Modkaiser's wisdom and foresight, but then he realized something and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Illusion?"

Sonorous!

Huo Jixing immediately slashed out a spiritual wind, and the cry of the Nanli Suzaku was heard, breaking through the illusion that had appeared at some unknown time.

"The Pale Lady?"

He looked towards the pale lady who appeared in his field of vision, near the iron armor of the underworld.

The pale lady in front of him was completely different from the ones he had seen before. Her delicate face was like a perfect painting by a master painter.

The purple cloak with gold edges could not conceal her soft and beautiful outlines, which highlighted her elegant temperament.

The Pale Lady was holding a flaming staff, with the hazy glow wrapped around her body, adding a bit of mystery and majesty to her.

The illusion just now was her work.

"Should I call you LeBlanc? Or the Pale Lady?"

Huo Jixing stared at Leblanc, her long purple hair swaying in the wind, and the tight purple tulle reflecting her extremely sexy figure.

LeBlanc laughed softly at the question.

Her laughter is like the clear sound of silver bells, pleasant to the ears and inspiring.

"It's just a name, call me whatever you want."

"How about a deal?"

As she spoke, Leblanc pointed her finger at the Underworld Armor.

"This Underworld Iron Armor belongs to me, and I can promise that the Black Rose will completely withdraw from the Noxian Empire afterwards."

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered when he heard that. He looked at the iron armor of the underworld and at Leblanc, whose expression was calm and showed no emotion.

He was full of doubts. Mordekaiser was being hunted by Kindred in the underworld, but this underworld iron armor remained in the material world.

Is it the spatial coordinates of the underworld in the material world? He thought secretly.

"What if I refuse?"

Huo Jixing took a step forward, and the sharp sword light of Lingfeng cut through the evil glow brought by the Dark Flame Torch.

"Haha, you won't refuse!"

Leblanc shook her head slightly, and with her slender fingers, she pulled out a strange black skull from her fair chest.

It was the skull that Spider Queen Elise had once sought in the Shadow Isles.

It is also the basis for her to summon the Spider God, the Despicable Maw.

A skull belonging to Tharn Uzul (Mordekaiser I).

"Guess what would happen if I accidentally crushed this skull?"

“What are the consequences?” Swain’s hoarse voice sounded.

With the help of the power of [Reverence Fragment], Swain completed the seal and came to the Soul Shaft shirtless.

Although he looked a little embarrassed, the sinister and majestic aura emanating from him made Leblanc frown.

Compared to the previous state where he relied on the power of the Raven Demon, Swain now seems to have completely mastered the demonic power belonging to the Raven Demon.

"as a result of."

LeBlanc stroked the black skull and gave an incomprehensible smile.

"It is to open the passage to Shadow Island!"