The Glory of Noxus

The winter night lifts off the veil of darkness under the dawn light.

The crimson glow casts a little glow in the morning and dusk sky, covering the falling snowflakes with a thin layer of clothing.

Udyr walked through the Winterthorn Mountain Road, and the frozen river was already stained red with blood, condensing with the coldness of the night.

His footsteps left bloody marks on the snow-white ground.

In the distance, on the still burning battlefield, there was a curtain of thick black smoke, covering up the falling dawn light.

But he still saw figures moving inside, the bloody warriors of Winter's Claw, who were cleaning the battlefield, searching for survivors and collecting loot.

Occasionally, I saw the corpses of some Noxian soldiers being patched up with a few stabs and left to be stained with blood.

Near them, there were several bear men, their skin dyed brown with blood, their hair stuck together with dirt, and they looked like they were looking for food.

Then the actions of these bear people told Udyr.

They are looking for food.

According to the alliance between the Winter's Claw tribe and the immortal Thunder Volibear.

People who die in the war will become food and sacrifices for the bears.

The Ursine were dismembering the corpses of Noxian soldiers, using battle axes and claws to tear out the flesh and stuff it into their mouths.

Perhaps he sensed Udyr's gaze.

They turned back to their beast-like faces, looked at Udyr in the distance, provocatively dug their sharp claws into the body of another Winter's Claw warrior, and then let out a roar.

In an instant, the nearby blood warriors quickly approached.

They saw that the corpses of their companions were being destroyed, and looked at these bear men with angry expressions.

But due to the orders of War Mother Sejuani, they were unable to take action.

This is a scene that Udyr saw, and it is also a scene that can be seen everywhere on the battlefield at this moment.

In last night's battle, the Ursines broke through the defense line of the Noxian infantry regiment. Sejuani's troops followed closely, but they underestimated the ferocity of the Ursines.

To this day, Udyr can still feel the unmistakable and unmistakable Spirit Bear creeping into the minds of every creature around him.

The strength of the bear people is growing, and the sound of thunder is gathering in the sky.

Udyr bypassed the mountain road and came to the camp specially built for the bear people by the Winter's Claw tribe. On the towering hills, he saw a huge bear-like creature——

It's the biggest spirit bear monster!

Within the field of vision, a mountain-like spirit bear monster was standing alone in the center of the camp. He spiked the tops of each corpse to form some unknown pattern.

Then black branches and roots sprouted from the corpses scattered around the monster, like worms emerging from the ground, and thunder could be seen looming in the air.

There is also an extremely huge face of the spirit bear.

"Volibear!" Udyr's heart sank.

He saw that in the thunder, the flesh and fur on Volibear's face became lifelike, and its muscles seemed to become thicker and thicker than before.

Volibear, aware of Udyr's approach, is recovering.

Under the sound of thunder, more than a dozen dark purple eyes popped out of the darkness, each one as dark and cold as the spider's eyes, with a cruel color.

Perhaps he smelled foreign magic in the shaman of Winter's Claw, and now he has determined that he has passed the test.

Somehow, Udyr knew that Volibear was speaking to him alone this time.

"I will be reborn, and you cannot stop me, child of man." Volibear's voice sounded directly in Udyr's consciousness.

Udyr endured the chaotic consciousness and slowly took off his cloak.

After preparing for evening meditation, he walked through his different forms one by one: the immortal eagle, the astute lynx, the resolute wild boar, and more than a dozen other animal spirits.

He stopped when he transformed into the form of a spirit bear, resisting the power of thunder in his consciousness and perfectly controlling his body.

"You can't take her away." Udyr opened his eyes wide and spoke calmly to the mountain-like spirit bear in front of him.

Silence prevailed.

The huge spirit bear monster looked deeply at Udyr, then turned back to continue the bloody work at hand.

But the sky, filled with the glow of dawn, began to gradually darken.

Thunder rumbled and lightning pierced the sky!

Dark purple storms gathered, and among the lightning and thunder, dark clouds appeared out of thin air, as if they were going to shroud everything in their shadow.

Winter mountain road, opposite the frozen river.

The trenches extending toward the mountains were covered with snow.

Strict military buildings rose from the ground, turning the snow-white mountains into dark jungles.

On top of the towering watchtower, Darius was wearing strong armor, and his red cloak fluttered with the biting cold wind.

He looked at the battlefield covered with corpses and filled with blood, with a gloomy expression.

"Spirit Bear!" he growled.

"Is Sejuani crazy? The god of the old way will devour all life and become his slave!"

Last night's confrontation was just the appetizer for this war.

But the sudden appearance of the bears broke the balance maintained by both parties.

Facing the Ursine's desperate attack, the Noxian infantry regiment was defeated and returned to the camp, leaving corpses on the ground.

"Immortal Thunder Volibear is returning!"

Behind Darius, a middle-aged mage wearing a black robe spoke.

"Our soldiers are becoming sacrifices!"

Hearing the fear in the middle-aged mage's words, Darius suppressed the anger in his heart.

Before launching the first Freljord War, the Empire began to collect information about the Winter's Claw and other tribes, which also contained many secret rumors.

The Immortal Crazy Thunder Volibear is exactly one of them!

He existed long before mortals walked the frozen tundra of the Freljord.

This land was created by him and his fellow gods, and it is something he will protect to the death.

But now, human civilization and the weakness that comes with it have made him have a long-standing grudge. Fighting for the old ways, he is returning.

"Sacrifice? It's still unclear who will be the sacrifice in this war!" Darius looked ferocious.

Suddenly.

The sky over the distant mountains began to darken.

Deafening thunder sounded and lightning streaked across the sky!

Dark purple storms gathered, and among the lightning and thunder, dark clouds appeared out of thin air, like a dark tide, slowly spreading.

"Has it started yet?"

Darius saw the unusual changes in the Winter's Claw tribe and immediately realized that the final battle was about to begin.

"Looks like they did a good job."

Combined with the gathering storm in front of him, he thought of the many scouts sent to Freljord before the war began, and instantly connected the two.

It seems that Sejuani is facing more pressure than him.

Darius turned around and looked at the tall watchtower behind him, where Noxian soldiers wearing armor were walking back and forth throughout the camp.

"Everyone, it's time to sacrifice your life for the empire."

Darius's dark eyes turned and fell on the many war group leaders in front of him, and he smelled the burning breath.

"For Noxus!"

The low roar was like the howl of a black wolf. It was passionate and violent, but it spread calmly to the many leaders of the battle group behind them.

It seemed that the already burning desire for war was awakened in the Noxians.

"For Noxus!"

"For Noxus!"

The leaders of many battle groups gathered in the watchtower looked at the tall figure wearing a red cloak in front of them, and roared with fanaticism.

Then they quickly left and returned to their own battle group to prepare for the upcoming decisive battle.

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