The Glory of Noxus

On the broken sky, the mottled light was like the glow of the morning sun, illuminating the fighting figures behind the clouds.

Huo Jixing stood on the top of the mountain, gazing deeply at the energy vortex that enveloped the mountain.

A hint of darkness surged within the red-gold eyes, like the pupils of a snake standing upside down, revealing a mysterious and majestic aura.

His eyes passed over the thunder and lightning, over the energy vortex, observing Volibear falling into the embrace of the void.

The giant bear-like body of Thunder was covered with layers of wriggling black liquid, and the originally soft and docile plush was as hard as steel.

It also affected the rumbling thunder and lightning, giving it a dark and strange color.

The aura of the revived god gradually disappeared, and was replaced by an evil aura belonging to the void creatures, filling the Iron Thorn Mountains inside and outside.

And those swaying in the cold wind, like dandelions, with determination and hope, ran towards the bloody ashes of Volibear.

In Huo Jixing's eyes, there were many polluted souls reflected in the material realm.

Their gloomy faces were filled with confusion, like travelers in the fog, completely lost.

Their hazy spirits were being pulled by an invisible force, rushing towards the giant thunder bear that was squeezing the sky.

This is the power of the Xuanwu constellation!

With the help of the innate ability bestowed by the Xuanwu constellation, Huo Jixing recognized the origins of these souls with a flash in his eyes.

Some of them are Freljordians, worshipping the wild ways of the Volibear and willing to sacrifice themselves;

Some were Noxians who lived on the northern border of the empire, but became part of it after being massacred by the Ursine tribes;

Some are beast spirit walkers who possess the power to communicate with spirits. In the process of pursuing power, they are accidentally affected by Volibear's consciousness and are permanently trapped in the form of a ruthless giant bear.

They have long forgotten that they were once human beings!

A biting cold wind blew by, and blood-red ashes danced everywhere.

At this moment, all the souls wandering in the material realm became nutrients for Volibear's blood sacrifice and surged towards the sky.

Rumble!

Volibear, who obtained the soul energy, stared at the Nanli Suzaku and Gengjin White Tiger in front of him with his dark eyes.

Dark thunder split the sky, suppressing the blazing fire of Nanli and the soaring military spirit with unstoppable force.

Huo Jixing faced the blood-red ashes, gently grasped the exquisite blue hilt, drew out the spiritual wind, and slowly stepped forward.

The green wind gradually rises, and the clouds and mist surge!

The clouds that should have been trembling under the thunder suddenly gathered together, swaying and floating along the trajectory of the energy vortex.

The next moment!

The world seemed to stand still.

The green sword light bloomed silently from the clouds, like a wisp of smoke, passing through the lightning and slashing towards the bloody ashes.

Huo Jixing had observed for a long time that part of the power Volibear now possessed came from the power accumulated during his sleep.

But most of it was obtained through many bloody sacrifices.

This also includes the flesh and blood that Lissandra has tampered with, which carries the void.

So he swung his sword straight at the dancing blood-red ashes to prevent Volibear from gaining more power.

The green sword light slashed down like a continuous drizzle, accurately hitting each bloody ash.

From a distance, the blooming sword light was like fine yarn on a loom, weaving the sky above the Iron Thorn Mountains into an exquisite picture.

And those bloody ashes are the decorations in the scroll.

Perhaps sensing danger, the dancing blood-colored ashes burst out with thunder and void power, attempting to stop the seemingly soft but extremely sharp sword light.

The sound of thunder roared continuously, and the power of the void swept in like a storm, trying to swallow up all the drizzle of sword light.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The turquoise sword light then changed, and the crystal clear raindrops turned into small and exquisite dragons, swimming freely between heaven and earth, swallowing up the thunder with their fangs and claws, and crushing the void.

As Blood Ash's last resort was exhausted.

The soul contained in it was finally exposed to the sword light and was baptized by the turquoise glow.

Ignorance leaves, confusion disappears.

Every hazy and illusory soul slowly became pure in the green light, and they opened their clear eyes as if they were reborn, looking towards the giant thunder bear above the sky, with a flash of fear in their eyes.

Afterwards, they followed the green sunlight and saw Huo Jixing standing in the clouds, and saluted him with tears of gratitude.

Huo Jixing didn't care too much because he could feel the angry gaze coming from the energy vortex.

Xuanwu, Xu Su!

Sad autumn, warm winter.

Huo Jixing let out a light breath and mobilized the power of the Xuanwu constellation in his body, like a bleak autumn wind blowing across the Tieci Mountains.

Any weak soul that has experienced the wind of killing will immediately understand its own fate.

They cast aside the pain and energy brought by the bloody ashes, and let the gentle breeze take them into the dark and unknown underworld.

All of a sudden!

Above the sky, the dancing and floating blood-red ashes disappeared completely like ice and snow melting in the sun.

Only the clouds floated leisurely in the air, like delicate silk, rolling up the falling thunder and lightning and burying themselves deep in the clouds.

Click!Click!

A corner of the wild energy vortex broke, and sharp claws carrying black liquid stretched out, like a collapsing mountain, smashing straight towards Huo Jixing.

"Are you angry?"

A smile appeared on Huo Jixing's lips, and his feet seemed to be in the air. He rushed towards Volibear who was fighting fiercely in the energy vortex with a sword.

Behind him, the Donghua Azure Dragon covered in blue dragon scales reflected reality, swinging its tail, sweeping away all filth and obstacles.

"Then let me see the true power of the ancient gods."

The Donghua Azure Dragon roared, and stretched out its huge claws, carrying an endless sharp aura, and took on Volibear's claws.

Then, the green sword light rolled in like a mighty wave, submerging the dark sky and competing with the thunder and lightning.

Every time a bolt of lightning strikes, a ray of sword light will burst forth, leaving a brilliant mark in the sky.

The Suzaku of the South and the White Tiger of the West landed on both sides of Huo Jixing, launching their best offensive to resist Volibear's counterattack.

The red-gold fire of Nanli burned fiercely, wanting to burn away all the filth in the world.

The clanging spirit of war transformed into weapons of different types, cutting off the thunder and lightning.

The Green Dragon of Donghua roams in the dark sky, riding on clouds and mist, calling the wind and rain, and chasing lightning.

Even with the power of the three spirits, Huo Jixing could only barely suppress Volibear.

He looked solemnly at Volibear's huge body, the scars left by the spiritual wind were healing.

Even stimulated by the battle, the black liquid covering Volibear's body became more turbulent.

The breath of the void filled the space, and it felt a bit like being in the land of Ekassia.

Huo Jixing half-closed his eyes, and while he was using the power of the star spirit in his body to fight for control of the thunder and lightning, he was also using the power of the Xuanwu constellation to find Volibear's weakness.

After destroying the Blood Ashes, Volibear's only source of power was the black liquid in his body.

He had to find a way to disintegrate the black liquid and stop the Void from completing its erosion of Volibear.

This delivered the final blow, sending Volibear into eternal slumber once again.

Rumble!

A terrifying energy shock wave swept across the sky above the Iron Thorn Mountains. The doomsday-like scene had already stunned everyone below.

On the cracked earth, Tibers was bathed in flames, like a demon walking out of the depths of hell.

He held the head of the beast in his hand and hung it around his waist like a trophy, showing the glory of his victory.

As Tiber took steps forward, the falling dark blood eroded the ground, leaving behind heart-wrenching traces.

He just walked in front of Anne and was about to receive Anne's praise.

The two men's eyes met, and their expressions changed almost at the same time as they looked up at the fierce battle in the sky.

Huo Jixing and Volibear recreate the battle scenes in mythological stories. Every confrontation causes the heaven and earth to shake and releases the power to destroy the world.

The clouds in the sky completely dissipated, and the endless vortex of energy was split into two by their fight.

It presents two completely different extremes.

Half of it is endless darkness, an icy and cruel aura that is undisguised, trying to devour anything that dares to challenge its majesty.

Half of it is filled with three-colored light flowing, forming layers of waves that resist the darkness that is descending upon the world.

Everything they touch becomes a victim and is ruthlessly drawn into the vortex.

"Uncle Huo Jixing!"

Anne bit her lip, her eyes filled with worry and nervousness. Her little hands tugged at the hem of her clothes, her fingertips turning white from excessive force.

Tibbers walked slowly towards her, his huge furry body standing before Anne, looking at her with warm eyes, bringing her comfort.

Anne felt Tibbers' comfort and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

She silently cheered herself up in her heart, believing that Uncle Huo Jixing would definitely win this battle.

Snow covered hills.

Kled leaned against Skaarl's scaly body, panting. The axe in his hand was a little bent, and small cracks appeared on the surface of the axe blade.

Not far from him, an ancient creature that looked like a giant frost-fang wolf was lying there silently.

Beneath the stiff body, the coagulated blood was filled with a fishy smell.

The ancient creatures eroded by nightmares have long lost their intelligence, and in the fierce battle, they became the dead under Kled's axe.

But Kled did not look happy.

He slowly stood up and looked up at the battle in the sky.

Such a horrific confrontation scene was rarely seen in his long life.

Even during the Rune Wars, the only battles comparable to this one occurred during the fight for World Runes.

All around, the Noxian blood cavalry held their breath and stared, their hearts beating fast, waiting for the final result.

The wind howled from the Ironthorn Mountains, singing a dirge for the battle above.

The aftermath of the energy impact echoed in the distant mountains, shocking like a tsunami.

Lissandra stepped on the white snow, sensing the energy vortex that was close at hand. Her extended spiritual power revealed Volibear's state, and a feeling of revenge flashed through her mind.

"Even if we exterminate our followers and destroy history, we cannot prevent your resurrection."

"So, what about the erosion of the void?"

Lissandra whispered, unable to suppress the smile on her face any longer.

Then, she controlled her emotions and carefully observed Volibear's condition.

"It seems that my previous experiment was correct. The power of the ancient gods in the north cannot resist the erosion of the void."

Volibear, known as the Undying Thunder, established his position through one killing after another. He can be said to be one of the most powerful beings among the northern gods.

And now the revived Volibear, under her scheme, is caught in a confrontation with the Void and looks to be on the verge of defeat.

Lissandra's eyes turned and she stared at Huo Jixing in the energy vortex, thinking secretly: Leblanc's suggestion may make sense.

"But this guy can actually use three different kinds of star power. Has he been recognized by the three star spirits?"

She had taken this into consideration before in the sacrificial valley, which is why she did not attack Huo Jixing directly.

There are only a few records of the existence of the Protoss in Runeterra.

Only those who know of their existence can understand the horror of the Protoss.

But the situation this time is different. The power that Huo Jixing possesses can obviously fight against the void.

And this is what Lissandra desires!

"Don't worry, wait a little longer, Volibear can still force out more power."

Lissandra suppressed her inner restlessness, and dark frost spread from the soles of her feet, freezing the sweeping energy waves.

The edge of the Ironthorn Mountains.

The scorching fire surged out of the spiritual realm, baking the bitterly cold wind.

Ornn stood in the spiritual realm, looking at the horrific battle in the distance, ripples in his old eyes.

“What a familiar scene!”

Even though there are countless mountains between us, we can still see the battle between Volibear and the unknown strong man.

Flames, ashes, and lightning swept across the world like doomsday.

And he once had a similar battle scene with Volibear.

The final outcome was that Luxiang became a smoking crater.

All the members of the Lu family were shattered to pieces, their flesh and blood mixed with the ashes and slowly sank to silence.

Although Ornn would never admit it verbally at that time, he was completely devastated.

In the Hearthborn, Ornn saw the potential for mortal life, but it was destroyed in the blink of an eye by the indiscriminate wrath of the Immortals.

He began to hate Volibear, the culprit behind all this, and hated fighting. He returned to his workshop alone and never saw the world again.

But now, he felt Volibear becoming physical again, and he was in danger again, but he couldn't bear to watch it happen.

"Lissandra!"

Ornn's eyes moved, and he sensed a cold aura appearing at the edge of the energy vortex.

After ending the rule of the ancient gods of the north, why could Lissandra so easily erase many traces of history?

There is also Ornn's tacit consent.

Otherwise, why would his brothers and sisters compromise so easily and let Lissandra do that.

"The chaos of fate will arise."

Although Ornn had only simply set foot in the Freljord, he could already sense the dangers that lay within this frozen tundra.

Unprecedented unrest is about to sweep across the Freljord.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ornn cried out in surprise and turned his attention back to the energy vortex.

"As expected of a Protoss Bearer, have you found Volibear's weakness so quickly?"

"Yes, the Volibear at this moment is no longer the Thunder Roar of the past."