The Glory of Noxus

On the Siren.

Flames were everywhere, black smoke filled the air, and the ship seemed to be sinking. Despair filled the ship.

Miss Fortune Sarah and Raven risked their lives to cross the thick black fog and head to the rudder at the stern.

Along the way, they saw the severely damaged sides and cabins of the ship, as well as traces of the falling shells of the Terror.

On the deck, the bodies of companions with their stomachs ripped open could be seen everywhere.

Each corpse seemed to be silently accusing the cruelty of the battle, and it also made Sarah and Raven feel heartbroken.

Looking at the companions who were once familiar, now turned into cold corpses, Sarah's face was filled with sadness.

If they died in the black fog, their souls would become ghosts of the dead, imprisoned in it forever, unable to leave.

Sarah suddenly regretted her decision. The horror of the Soul-Eating Night was completely beyond her imagination.

But she understood that in the current dangerous situation, she must remain calm and vigilant.

She couldn't just give up, she had to find a way out for these living companions.

Puff!

The sharp sword cut through the mist, and Sarah killed the Dread Knight in front of her with a cold look.

Her target was clear, those Dread Knights who had just been resurrected after experiencing the [Cannon Curtain].

The gorgeous sword in her hand turned into deadly cold light, harvesting the lives of the Dread Knights and reducing the pressure on the crew as much as possible.

Raven followed closely behind, piercing the green heads of those ghost horses with the sword in his hand, strangling them into balls of black mist.

With the joint efforts of the two, they finally arrived at the stern safely.

As soon as they entered the stern rudder, they saw that Feder led the remaining crew members to fight fiercely with a Dread Knight.

The surging black mist blessed the Dread Knight, and each attack turned into a real metal collision sound.

Surrounding them were the ghosts of former companions, wrapped in a cold and biting cold wind.

These ghosts were pale, with green flames in their eyes. They surrounded the Fedel people and made terrifying whistles, intending to take away their souls.

Bang!

[Kill two birds with one stone]!

Miss Fortune Sarah saw Fedel and others in danger and immediately raised her pistol.

She calmly aimed at the Dread Knight who was charging in the black fog, and a blazing fire bloomed at the muzzle.

The specially made silver bullet hit the Dread Knight's head, shattering the flickering ghost fire inside.

At the same time, the silver bullet seemed to have a special power and did not stop after hitting the first target.

Instead, it continued to jump forward and pierced through a shocked ghost.

The ghost suddenly screamed under the penetration of the silver bullet, and turned into a ball of black mist and dissipated in the air.

Whether it was the Siren's shells or Sarah's own bullets, they were her preparations for the Soul-Eating Night according to the skills her mother had taught her.

Then, Sarah and Raven rushed over and began to strangle the nearby ghosts until all threats were cleared.

"Captain!"

Feder walked over with a pale face, followed by Sok and the crew.

He had just recovered and experienced such a tragic battle, which was really unbearable.

"Everyone follow me and prepare to leave the Siren."

Sarah's eyes fell on Feidel and Sok behind him,

recognizing Sok's identity as Feidel's son.

When Feidel returned, he joined the Siren together and had good hunting skills.

Sarah turned and walked out of the stern rudder, and Raven followed with Feidel.

Although the surrounding black fog became thicker and thicker.

But the Siren was blessed by the bearded lady after all, and the black fog could not directly affect the bodies of the crew.

Just as they were killing and preparing to get off the ship.

Suddenly, a gust of biting cold wind blew over, which actually blew away some of the nearby black fog.

Sarah noticed Hecarim in the distance from the corner of her eye. He was originally staying quietly in the black fog.

But at this moment, he took a light step and raised the broad-bladed halberd with a hook in his hand.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

[Destruction Charge]!

The sound of horse hooves sounded like a death music, echoing in everyone's ears.

All the people who were getting off the boat seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, their bodies almost frozen in place, unable to move.

They felt a strong sense of oppression coming, and there was a terrifying existence approaching behind them.

Chi!

Hecarim moved his four hooves, crushed the black fog, and rushed straight to Sarah like a black lightning.

Sarah looked at Hecarim who arrived in front of her in an instant, and the dark sky in the middle of the night reflected a pair of cold eyes.

At this moment, she felt an indescribable fear in her heart, her body was stiff, her soul was trembling, and she was completely unable to move.

In the end, Sarah could only watch Hecarim raise his front hooves high and chop down with the broad-bladed halberd in his hand.

"Embrace, death!"

Hecarim's action seemed very quick and simple, just harvesting Sarah's head, but with the attack range of the broad-bladed halberd in his hand.

Raven, Feder and others were all shrouded in the shadow of the broad-bladed halberd.

The broad-bladed halberd fell, like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head, with a terrifying momentum of destroying the world.

The surrounding black fog was instantly annihilated under the impact of this force.

The air seemed to break wherever the halberd passed, making a sharp whistle.

The pale green flames on the halberd blade oppressed the only light left on the Siren.

Everyone looked up at the falling broad-bladed halberd, waiting for death to come in despair.

Crack!

The broad-bladed halberd was slashed down, and the green flames exploded, burning the air.

At the critical moment, a blue-green light shield appeared out of thin air, firmly resisting Hecarim's fatal blow.

The blue-green light shield was not only extremely tough, but also had tentacles extending out from it, protecting Sarah and the others as if they were alive.

"This tentacle"

Miss Fortune Sarah's eyes widened, her white chest heaved violently, and her breathing was extremely clear in the dark night.

Her eyes fell on those tentacles, as if she saw something familiar.

Then she seemed to react and looked down at the pink coral hanging around her neck.

This is the pendant given by Illaoi.

The talisman of Nagakapoulos!

Within the field of vision, this coral pendant is flashing with light, dispelling the surrounding black fog and bringing a pure land.

In the area covered by this light shield, the air becomes fresher, making people no longer despair.

"Did I fail the trial?" Miss Fortune Sarah thought of Illaoi's previous words and murmured softly.

"Captain, what do we do now?"

Raven's voice came from behind, calling Sarah's thoughts back.

Sarah immediately looked towards the black mist and saw Hecarim not far away.

Outside the blue-green light shield, Hecarim had already stopped his offensive and was looking down at Sarah and the others below.

He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that a Nagakapoulos talisman would appear at the critical moment.

However, Hecarim didn't go far. His eyes filled with will-o'-the-wisps were staring at the light shield in front of Sarah, and he was eager to try the broad-bladed halberd in his hand.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Sarah's order.

"Do you know where there is a secret escape?" Sarah asked.

Hecarim's terrifying strength was fully demonstrated in the attack just now.

If it weren't for Nagakapoulos' talisman, everyone would have died in the charge just now.

"I know that there is a road that leads to the Temple of Nagakapoulos."

Sock leaned out from Fedel's back and spoke in a deep voice.

Sarah tried it, and the blue-green light shield formed by Nagakapoulos' talisman would move with her own pace.

After hearing Sok's words, she made an immediate decision.

"Then we're ready to leave."

Under the leadership of Thok, Sarah and others left the Siren and prepared to walk towards the Butcher's Bridge to the west.

Boom!

Before they left the pier, they heard the roar of waves.

Looking back, I saw the Terror crashing into the dock as if out of control, its sails raised like a fully-stretched bowstring.

"It's Planck."

In the cold sea in the distance, the sea breeze slapped the hull with a biting chill.

Plank stood on the deck, his eyes piercing through the thick black fog, his expression solemn.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong with the situation, and the uneasiness in his heart was like waves surging in his heart.

Gangplank lowered his eyes and saw the Terror's hull being gradually damaged by the erosion of the black fog.

Although his crew is protected by the statue of the Bearded Lady, there have been no casualties yet.

But he knew that didn't mean they could leave safely.

The nearby Dread Knights and spectral ghosts frequently rushed towards the Terror, making everyone frightened.

It is true that this is my own city.

He also participated in the trial of Soul-eating Night, but the time he chose to take action was not so good.

Plank looked at the Siren on the dock in the distance. This once majestic ship had fallen into a sea of ​​flames.

The firelight illuminated the night sky, announcing that their purpose of the attack had been successfully achieved.

"It's time to leave!"

Plank took a deep breath and suppressed his inner uneasiness.

He can now leave here with his head held high and wait for dawn to liquidate Sarah and others.

But Planck just wanted to leave.

However, he saw that the black fog surrounding the Terror was getting thicker and thicker, and countless ghosts were attacking the ship under the influence of the Dread Knights.

The black fog went deeper, as if something terrifying was coming from afar.

At the same time, Frost also brought bad news.

"We may not be able to safely return to the Baru Temple the same way we came."

Frost looked around at the fearful knights holding swords and spears, feeling horrified in his heart.

"If it's halfway."

He didn't finish his words.

But Planck already understood Frost's concerns.

Once the Terror stops midway or sinks to the bottom of the sea, death is the only thing waiting for them.

Moreover, the soul after death cannot be freed and will sink into the black mist forever.

Gangplank looked at the moving blue light shield on the dock with a cruel look on his face, and made an immediate decision.

"Raise the sails and set sail!"

Plank shouted loudly, his firm voice echoing in the sea breeze.

"Everyone took cover and we headed straight for the coast!"

As his words fell, his crew members and pirates all looked for their own bunkers, clutching the weapons in their hands.

Boom!

The Terror was at full power, its roar echoed across the sky, and it rushed unstoppably towards the shore of the dock where the Siren was located.

Seen from a distance, the Terror looks like a black sword cutting through the black mist and breaking up the formation of the Dread Knights.

The sea surface stirred up huge waves under the impact of the Terror, as if the sea was cheering for it.

The hull shook violently, and the crew relied on bunkers, waiting for the impact.

Click! Click! Click!

When the Terror rushed to the coast, it crushed the hard-built docks and many buildings.

Suddenly, dust was everywhere, wood was flying, and the sound of collapse echoed in the night sky.

Until the dust fell to the ground, revealing the severely damaged Terror.

Most of the bow of the ship was sunken, and the two originally mighty main guns hung helplessly on the dock, like the eyes of a giant beast that had lost its life.

The deck was even more littered with debris and a mess.

The wine flowing out of the broken barrels quickly burned after being contaminated by the flames, and the firelight reflected the frightened faces of the crew.

"Ahem!"

In the surging black mist, Gangplank's cough could be heard. He held a scimitar in his right hand and staggered out of the Terror.

Behind him, one crew member came out supporting each other, with a look of horror on their faces.

"Follow me!"

Gangplank's eyes fell on Miss Fortune Sarah not far away, and he immediately spoke.

"OK."

Frost smiled as if he had survived the disaster, and just as he agreed, a cold breath suddenly came from behind.

Woohoo! Woohoo!

"Ahhhhh!"

Under the cold sea breeze, a shrill wail came.

Plank and Frost immediately turned around and saw a familiar crew member hanging on a pair of hooks with chains.

As the hook was pulled back, a shadow slowly emerged in the black mist.

His body was covered with the purest malice in the world, and his horned head was surrounded by emerald green flames.

"Soullock Warden Thresh!"

Gangplank had a bitter look on his face, and the courage he had mustered in his heart immediately dissipated under the corpse-inducing lantern in Thresh's hand.

Thresh retracted his hook and lifted the crew member hanging above, the emerald green flames in his eyes swaying.

He opened the small door on the lantern, gently swung the hook, and pulled out a transparent soul.

"An ordinary soul!"

Thresh spoke softly, and the sound was like gravel rubbing against a tombstone, bringing inexplicable fear.

"Who will be next?"

He swung the hook with the chain, and the clear sound rippled in the black mist.

"run!"

Gangplank roared angrily, turned around and ran towards the blue-green light shield formed by the Nagakapoulos talisman.

Frost followed closely behind, his fat body extremely agile.

"It's you!"

Thresh looked around, his emerald green eyes falling on the running figure.

Wow!

【Death sentence】!

The hook with the chain was thrown out, piercing the black mist, and the lingering emerald green flame left clear traces.

The next moment!

The hook passed through Frost's body, and bright red blood sprayed out and fell on the dark gray ground.

"No I..don't want to"

Frost fell to the ground, stretched out his hands to scratch the ground, and wanted to leave.

But the huge force coming from behind pulled him back directly, and the flames emerging from his body burned, making him wail.

"Please let me go."