The Glory of Noxus

"Damn it, Volibear"

Hearing Huo Jixing's prompt, Kled looked at the static sparks filling the air, then looked up at the thunder-filled sky, and spat blood on the ground.

In the long history of the Freljord, Volibear represents all unstoppable forces.

He is the roaring thunder, the rolling thunderstorm, Valhir.

At the same time it is desolate, a giant bear that has been subjected to thousands of swords and spears, and the towering figure of Wolregard.

Kled clenched the silver ax in his hand and could clearly feel the wild magic power surging in the battlefield.

He looked at the chaotic bears, and the murderous intention in his heart gradually receded.

These bears had completely lost their minds and began to kill crazily without distinguishing between friends and foes.

Especially those spirit bear monsters, they seemed to be controlled by the thunder consciousness, their eyes burned with blue fire, they opened their huge mouths, spit out filthy brown mucus, and swallowed up the broken corpses on the ground.

Not only dead things, but also living things cannot avoid it.

They limp, crawl, and stagger forward, like hunters, preying on Winter's Claw warriors and Noxian soldiers.

"Everyone obeys the order and leaves the battlefield!"

Kled suppressed his inner uneasiness, raised the silver ax in his hand, killed the charging bears, and roared loudly.

The Noxian Scarlet Cavalry also noticed something unusual on the battlefield.

They looked at the arcs of electricity dancing on their armored weapons, feeling fear rising in their hearts.

After hearing Kled's order.

They quickly followed Skaar's footsteps and left the battlefield on the road of blood.

Da da! Da da! Da da!

At the edge of the battlefield, the remaining Noxian Scarlet Cavalry looked at the out-of-control filthy waves with horrified expressions.

"Sejuani is going crazy." Kled looked away, looked at Huo Jixing, and said with a smile.

"Her people, her blood alliance, are becoming sacrifices for Volibear's resurrection!"

Huo Jixing's eyes were red as he looked at the increasingly dark sky, where raging thunder spread across the battlefield.

"Aren't we going to notify General Darius?"

"No need!" Kled stood on Skaar's head, a smile appearing on his blood-stained plush face.

"Don't underestimate the Hand of Noxus, he is a symbol of the empire's power!"

Klie turned around and looked at Huo Jixing curiously: "Aren't you tired?"

"It's not bad, I'm energetic."

Huo Jixing shrugged his shoulders and wiped away the dried blood on the blade with his hand. After this chop, there were many gaps on the blade.

"We still have things to do." Kled nodded.

"These Ursines are too dirty. We can't let these guys devour too many Noxian soldiers."

In the frozen battlefield.

Darius was half-kneeling on the ground, with the black cutter in his hand standing upright in front of him. The ferocious armor had been stained with blood, dripping to the ground along the edge of the armor.

There was frost on his wrists and greaves, hindering his steps.

At the same time, the [Fragments of Violence] embedded in the armor were also somewhat dull, covered with blue frost.

But Darius seemed oblivious, staring at Sejuani directly in front of him with red eyes.

Compared to him, Sejuani was much better, but Steelmane had a few ferocious blood marks on her huge body.

"Victory still belongs to Winter's Claw!"

Sejuani looked coldly as she looked at Darius, who was struggling to get up, and drove Steel Mane over, the Ultimate Ice Chain Flail in her hand showing a little blood.

"Haha!" Darius chuckled.

"Now is not the time to discuss victory, but whether your Winter's Claw tribe can still exist!"

He looked at the thunder-filled sky and realized why Sejuani didn't choose to attack with all her strength.

She is afraid of the resurrected old god——

The Immortal Thunder Volibear!

Now, he seems to be recovering and coming back!

Following Darius' gaze, Sejuani's face turned pale and filled with anger.

"Volibear, you betrayed the covenant!"

She saw under the dim sky, the out-of-control bears and monsters were killing the Winter's Claw warriors.

Facing the sudden backstab, most of the fighting Winter's Claw warriors died immediately, without any time to make any resistance.

And the wave of death is spreading crazily along with the filthy waves.

"Werebears never listen to orders!"

"Their bloodlust will spread and they will eat us up and wipe us clean."

Udyr's warning words rang in his ears.

Sejuani didn't believe it earlier, thinking that she was the war mother of Winter's Claw and that she initiated the war.

As long as she says stop, both the Winter's Claw warriors and the bears will stop.

But now, the truth is unfolding before our eyes.

Sejuani became completely angry. She turned around and glanced at the swaying Darius fiercely, then drove the steel mane towards the filthy waves.

The resurrection of the immortal thunder completely disrupted her plan.

And make winning irrelevant.

She must now ensure that her tribe leaves safely and continues this war.

"Haha, victory belongs to Noxus!"

Darius suppressed the pain in his body, looked at Sejuani who was walking away, and said with a soft smile.

However, he also saw that the Noxian array was also being eroded by the bears, and he immediately raised the black cutter and waved it.

dong dong!dong dong!dong dong!

The high-pitched and fierce drum beat gradually became softer, and the Noxian soldiers who were holding on to the bloody battlefield heard it and began to slowly evacuate.

Captain Farong and Shuo Jiao Oluo led their battle groups to intercept.

In addition, the roaring steel ballistae and black arrow rain also quickly changed their targets, aiming at the bear people and spirit bear monsters that were chasing after each other, and carried out sniper attacks.

Kled led the Hojixing and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry and began to wander around, cutting off the claws of the Ursine.

Even so, some Noxian soldiers were too late to escape, trapped in the Ursine's filth.

In contrast, most of the Texas soldiers returned safely to the camp.

The warriors of Winter's Claw were not so lucky.

In this bloody battle, they were almost mixed with the bears.

The bear people's loss of control instantly caused heavy losses to the Winter's Claw tribe.

"Hey, look who this is?"

Kled rode Skaar and walked up to Darius who was returning to the camp, and said with a playful smile.

"Oh, it's Darius, but he looks stupid. Tsk!"

Darius didn't pay attention to Kled's attitude. When he saw the runeweaver approaching, he immediately raised his arm and allowed the other party to peel off the armor that was almost embedded in the muscles.

"Are you crazy? You actually used [Volume Fragment]!"

When Kled saw the scarlet light on the ferocious armor, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the silver ax in his hand was pointed at the black-robed mage and rune weaver.

"Lord Kled. We"

The black-robed mage trembled inwardly and immediately wanted to explain.

"Okay, it's none of their business."

Darius walked over, his majestic and resolute face a little pale. He patted Kled on the shoulder and signaled to put down the silver axe.

"Now let's see how Winter's Claws deal with the resurrected immortal thunder!"

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