The Glory of Noxus.

Summer is coming to the Freljord.

The thick clouds are like a dark grey curtain, blocking the scorching sun from shining through.

The world is still immersed in a gray atmosphere, as if the summer heat has no connection with this place.

In front of the quiet village, snowflakes fall gently, like elves in the sky, leaving a white trace on the gray earth.

A boy wrapped in heavy fabric was looking up at the sky, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

The happy times of the past were reflected in his dark pupils, but he could not avoid the cruelty of reality.

Last summer, the village ran out of stored food, which led to a disaster.

Many villagers lost their lives due to hunger, and their departure brought deep pain to the village.

The sad boy's former playmates also died in the disaster, making him feel extremely lonely and helpless.

The reason why he was able to survive was that before the summer, he unexpectedly met a messenger from the Winter Claw tribe, and awakened his great potential.

The potential of a beast walker!

It is precisely because of this special potential that his life in the village is well treated.

No matter how scarce the village was, they would try their best to provide him with sufficient food and thick fabrics.

"Teacher Udyr, why is Freljord so cold?" The worried boy lowered his eyes and looked at the white world of ice and snow.

Udyr, this is the name of the messenger of the Winter Claw tribe and also the boy's master.

“Perhaps life in the Winter Claw tribe will be different from here?”

The sad boy closed his eyes, recalled Udyr's instructions before he left, and felt an inexplicable expectation in his heart.

"Nazak, I will help you with your training once I finish what I am doing."

"As long as you can communicate with the beast spirits and receive their blessings, your village will be protected by the Winter Claw tribe."

"Even signing a blood oath with Her Majesty Sejuani in the future is not an extravagant hope."

Nazak opened his innocent eyes and whispered softly, "The power of the Beast Spirit Walker?"

He looked at the summer sunshine beyond the clouds, and the scattered snowflakes came towards him, bringing a slight chill back to reality.

Whoosh!

A bitter cold wind suddenly blew up, eroding the village with dancing snowflakes and boundless chill.

"Nazak, don't stay outside, come back quickly, it's warmer inside."

A deep voice came over the snowflakes, bringing Nazak back to his senses.

Nazak looked back and saw the old village chief waving at him, indicating that he should go back into the house.

On the frozen tundra of the Freljord, only sturdy houses and warm tents can protect against the cold wind.

As night fell, a cold wind swept through the village.

Wrapped in heavy fabric, Nazak lay on the wooden bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, a subtle sound was heard, breaking the silence of the night.

Nazak immediately woke up from his deep sleep, opened his hazy eyes, looked towards the small window, and saw orange light flickering in the darkness.

"Huh? The village is on fire?"

Nazak's sleepiness instantly faded away, and he woke up, feeling a surge of uneasiness, as if something ominous was about to happen.

Without even having time to put on his clothes, he hurriedly got up from the bed and pushed open the door.

In an instant, a biting cold wind blew, carrying a strong smell of blood into the room.

Nazak stared at the scene in front of him in amazement, a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight to his mind.

Orange flames raged on several houses in the distance, lighting up half of the night sky.

He saw shocking bloodstains scattered everywhere, as well as scattered figures lying unconscious.

Nazak tried to find survivors, but all he saw were twisted, painful, and lifeless faces.

In the village that was once so familiar, there are now terrifying monsters resembling giant bears slaughtering villagers wantonly.

Da da! Da da!

In front of the door, on the snow, the old village chief, his body covered in blood, ran over quickly, picked up Nazak who was standing there in a daze, and ran to the cellar, ready to hide him.

Nazak is the village's only hope.

Even if the village is destroyed, as long as the beast spirit walker escapes, it is possible to rebuild their home afterwards.

puff!

Warm blood spurted out and splashed all over Nazak's face, causing the worried boy to be stunned for a moment.

He looked at the amiable village chief in front of him with some disbelief, then looked at the bloody claws sticking out of his chest.

"Run faster!"

The village chief used up his last bit of strength to push Nazak away from his arms.

Then he half-knelt on the ground, loosened his hands weakly, and gasped softly. Blood flowed from his mouth and dripped all over his clothes.

"Do not look back!"

He said this with difficulty, as if telling Nazak that no matter what happened, he must move forward bravely and not linger on the past.

Nazak stood there for a moment, his eyes filled with fear and grief.

He looked deeply at the village chief who took care of him like a kind father, turned around abruptly and prepared to run out of the village.

But Nazak underestimated the cruelty and brutality of the bear monster.

Bang!

A strong bear monster wearing a crow feather hood strode over, put his hands on Nazak's neck, and pushed him into the snow, his blood-red eyes flashing.

"Beast Spirit Walker?"

As if sensing his uniqueness, the bear monster opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth stained with blood.

Roar!

Amid excited roars, the bear monsters heard the order and ran quickly, placing the bodies of the villagers in the center of the village.

In just a moment, a bloody sacrifice hastily began.

The offerings were all the corpses in the village.

As for Nazak, he collapsed in the center of the rune array with his limbs broken.

The only thing that could move were the eyes filled with hatred, looking around at the bear monsters that were gathering around.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

As the bear monsters called out, a blood-red glow lit up, and thunder and lightning appeared out of nowhere above the dark sky, rumbling loudly.

The next moment!

Nazak's eyes trembled, the whites of his eyes spread across his pupils, the corners of his mouth involuntarily stretched, saliva flowing.

In his consciousness, a giant bear that reached the sky and the earth stood with its head held high, roaring silently, with thousands of thunders entwined around its body.

"The thunder roars, the thunderstorm rolls."

"Voliber. My Lord!"

Nazak murmured softly, black liquid gushed out of his mouth and nose, and his weak body underwent amazing changes.

Broken limbs healed, strong muscles were as hard as steel and burst through clothes, and shiny black fur covered the body.

His face was no longer young, but had become more ferocious, with a wild light flashing in his eyes.

After a while, Nazak became almost the same as the bear monsters he had seen, but looked more majestic.

"I crave power, my Lord, please grant me wild magic."

At the low call, Nazak opened his eyes again and staggered out of the blood-colored rune circle.

He walked step by step to the leader of the bear monsters, looking down at the target who was prostrating himself before him.

Click!

Nazak smashed the bear monster leader's head with all his might, and his sharp claws ripped open his belly, digging out a pile of rotten bones.

"Roar!"

Nazak coldly took off the crow feather hood of the bear monster leader and put it on his head.

Then he tore off the bloody bear skin again and put it on as a cloak.

The surrounding bear monsters were unable to resist the wild magic within Nazak's body and could only tremble and lower their heads in submission.

"From now on, we will guard this land with a stronger will and a wilder attitude and respond to the call of our Lord."

Nazak's words rang out, interweaving with the thunder in the sky, announcing the birth of a new leader!

"The end of fate, my Lord!"

The hunting lord looked towards the north, with black liquid as thick as ink flowing in his eyes.

Memories of the past flashed through his mind like a fleeting display of lights, like stars in the distant sky.

Nazak, that was his former name.

After he became the Lord of the Hunt and possessed wild magic, he swore to Volibear -

To restore the Freljord to its ancient state, to its true savage days.

At his sacrifice, many beast walkers and Freljordians turned into bear men, strengthening the wild ancient road.

Their roars echoed across the icy tundra, and their power shook the snow.

What was most regrettable for the Hunting Lord was that he almost corrupted the most powerful spirit walker Udyr and brought him into the arms of Volibear.

But he failed in the end.

Udyr's strong will and firm belief prevented him from succeeding, and in the end he could only watch as his target broke free from the erosion.

“Our Lord walks with us!”

The hunting lord was unwilling to accept defeat, and crawled along the bluestone ground with difficulty, trying to leave the Delver Castle.

Though his body was broken, his spirit remained steadfast in his faith in Volibear.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

Four crisp sounds were heard, which were the sounds of a sharp axe chopping off the limbs of the hunting lord.

Kled rode Skaarl and came in front of the young spirit walker and laughed contemptuously.

"My Lord? What a ridiculous title. He is nothing more than a giant bear out of control."

"If anyone dares to lay hands on the territory of the Noxian Empire, I will chop off his hands."

As Klei became more interested, he raised the silver-gray axe in his hand, ready to chop off the head of the hunting lord as the trophy of his action.

"General Kled, wait!"

Huo Jixing lowered his body and spoke out to stop Kelie from killing.

He walked up to the hunting lord and lifted up the tattered body of the bear man with one hand.

"I am somewhat interested in him. Perhaps I can use his soul to find the trace of Volibear."

When Kled heard Volibear's name, his left eye narrowed, he shrugged at Huo Jixing, and stepped aside.

"Don't be careless, kid. Volibear's power is not simple."

It seemed that Kled didn't care about Volibear, but as a Yordle, he had heard of the ancient gods of the north long ago and was very wary of them.

Especially Volibear, this guy is one of the engravers of Freljord, and he possesses the power of thunder and destruction.

Huo Jixing nodded slightly, staring at the Hunting Lord in his hand, and sensed the power in his soul that was connected to Volibear.

This is something that the giant flesh and blood bear just now did not have.

Obviously, the Hunting Lord holds a very important position in the bear tribe controlled by Volibear.

The relationship between them is similar to that between the Spider Queen and the Spider God.

The reason why Huo Jixing saw this was thanks to the thunder entangled in the clouds of the Lord of Hunting.

Huo Jixing didn't say anything and quickly exerted his spiritual power to penetrate into the soul of the hunting lord.

In an instant!

Huo Jixing felt the struggle and pain deep in the soul of the Hunting Lord, as well as his deep obsession with Volibear.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the turbid soul of the hunting lord, trying to find the trace of Volibear in it.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything around became blurry and distant.

Only the soul connection between Huo Jixing and the Lord of Hunting Animals, like a thin bond, slowly extends in the void, exploring towards the unknown distance.

"Haha, I finally found you!"

Huo Jixing opened his eyes, and a red-gold glow bloomed in his pupils, destroying Volibear's filthy power.

He looked far to the north, and the hazy and dark sky obscured all smells.

But in his eyes, Volibear's wild aura was as striking as the bright moon.

The distance between the two is not very far.

The soul of the hunting lord automatically burned after completing its mission.

This is the Fire of Nanli purifying the filth and evil in his soul, making his soul pure and flawless again.

When everything calmed down, the hunter lord's eyes regained a hint of clarity.

"Teacher Udyr!"

The hunting lord recalled the beautiful memories deep in his soul, but it was too late.

He sighed helplessly, and his tattered body slowly fell down, forever buried in the land of Freljord.

Hearing the last murmur of the Hunting Lord, Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

Was this guy once Udyr's student?

"General Krey, please take care of the matter at Fort Delver. I'll be back soon."

Huo Jixing put away his thoughts and gave instructions to Klei.

But before leaving, he came to the outside of the broken city wall and used the Fire of Nanli to burn all the bear monsters on the snow.

"This boy"

Kled looked at the red-gold trace across the sky and muttered.

Then he turned around and commanded the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry to clean up the remaining bear monsters nearby.

At the same time, he began to contact the Valrocan family of the Fort Delver, preparing to take over the defense of the Fort Delver.

puff!

Alyssa kicked away the dead bear monster in front of her, used all her strength to pull out the sharp sword with a rolled blade, and began to breathe slightly.

After a long period of killing, she felt exhausted.

Fortunately, after the death of the giant flesh bear, the bear monsters fell into chaos and could not cause more damage to the Delverburg.

Alyssa leaned against the wall, rested for a while, and looked up at the city wall.

Compared to the battle inside the city, the confrontation on the city wall is the most important.

"Ok?"

Alyssa looked in amazement as she saw the crimson flag fluttering in the wind on top of the crumbling city wall.

The engraved golden double-edged axe seemed to cut through the darkness and shed the light of hope.

"Did you hold it?"

Seeing this, Alyssa secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was the arrival of General Kled and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry that saved the Delverhold from danger.

"And that extraordinary person with terrifying fire abilities, is he the guy mentioned in the rumors?"

The scene of the death of the giant blood and flesh bear emerged in Alyssa's mind. She looked back, but did not see Huo Jixing.

Instead, we saw General Kled leading the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry to clean up the battlefield.