Noxus Glory

Chapter 18 Noxus Legion Advisor

Noxus border.

The north wind howled, and snow fell heavily.

On the winding, snowy mountain road, a group of four people, draped in grey and white fur cloaks, walked slowly forward.

Under the sparse snow, Huo Jixing's face grew increasingly pale, and his skeletal body looked somewhat horrifying.

Although there were no bandits chasing after him along the way, the journey was still difficult for him, whose injuries had not yet healed.

If it weren't for the powerful healing abilities of the Southern Flame, he doubted he would have been able to escape the vast and boundless Freljord.

Exhaling a breath of frost, Huo Jixing lowered his gaze, the deep green data stream spreading across his pupils.

[Name: Huo Jixing (Seriously Injured)]

[Essence: 0]

Strength: 1.55 (-0.3)

Constitution: 1.62 (-0.27)

Agility: 1.69 (-0.23)

[Spirit: 3.43 (+0.21)]

[Skill: Intermediate Warrior, Wilderness Survival]

[Talent: Vermilion Bird]

The expanded data panel clearly shows that attributes such as strength, constitution, and agility are reduced due to the severe injury status.

Only the mental attribute remains outstanding, increasing rather than decreasing, far surpassing the other attributes.

Besides his mental attributes, Huo Jixing also digested the gains from the encounter during the arduous return journey.

In terms of skill, he has made some progress.

Learn widely to gain knowledge, and specialize to achieve mastery.

Huo Jixing plans to return to camp and continue training in swordsmanship, hoping to regain his status as a [High-Level Warrior].

Regarding the [Talent · Star Spirit · Vermilion Bird], after this period of exploration and experimentation, Huo Jixing has gained a deeper understanding and has also analyzed the reasons that previously caused him to be unable to bear the hunger and thirst.

Under normal circumstances, the Southern Flame granted by the [Talent·Star Spirit·Vermilion Bird] can strengthen and improve physical attributes without loss.

This alone demonstrates the extraordinary nature of talent and the fundamental changes it brings.

However, once Huo Jixing is about to truly utilize the power of the Southern Fire, he himself must provide enough fuel for it to burn.

Huo Jixing interpreted "firewood" as his own flesh and blood.

The hunger that almost drove him mad was because he had used too much of the power of the Southern Flame.

Although they wiped out many raiders, beast spirit apprentices, and Frostfang wolves in one fell swoop, turning the tide and preventing the collapse of the empire.

But the consequences were unbearable for him; he almost succumbed to bestiality and slaughter due to hunger and thirst, unable to extricate himself.

As for the moves he unconsciously used during that encounter...

【Vermilion Bird - Chaotic Dance】

It could be described as a sudden enlightenment in the blink of an eye, or a spark of inspiration bestowed by the [Talent·Star Spirit·Vermilion Bird].

Even now, his mind is still somewhat immersed in the violent flames from not long ago. The brilliant and terrifying power, like the rising sun, instantly suppressed the cold wind and frost, and with its incomparably noisy flames, destroyed everything it touched.

Of course, Huo Jixing also tasted the bitter fruit of his downfall.

Just by swinging his sword and unleashing this one move, he nearly burned away all the flesh and blood in his body.

We passed the bend in the snowy road.

As the view shifts, a majestic barrier, resembling a vine clinging to the mountainside, comes into view in the distance.

Crimson banners fluttered in the wind, and the sounds of drums and horns pierced the clouds.

"I'm back!"

Ahead on the snowy road, Eric stopped, gazing at the majestic Noxian camp, his expression shifting constantly before finally settling into a smile.

"Yes, I'm finally back!" Huo Jixing breathed a sigh of relief, his pale expression relaxing considerably.

He looked back at DeWitt and Moore, who no longer seemed as afraid as before.

Influenced by his moral values ​​from his previous life, Huo Jixing maintained a normal mindset after awakening his extraordinary abilities. Although their previous relationship had changed, they could still talk normally, and there was no sense of superiority or bossiness between them.

Gazing into the distance, Hoji Star stared at the snow-covered Freljord under the setting sun, a multitude of emotions welling up within him.

It was just a routine scout mission, but due to a sudden encounter, the Noxian scout team, which was at full strength when it set out, returned with only four members, all of whom had suffered injuries of varying degrees.

"Noxus, the Claw of Winter!"

Huo Jixing shook his head slightly, thinking about the war that would continue, and followed Eric's steps toward the camp.

The mountain road paved with bluestone stretched from the foot of the mountain to the camp. A long, red-clad crowd surged down the mountain like a dragon. Occasionally, small squads of Noxian cavalry could be seen escorting wagons covered with linen cloths, speeding away into the distance.

As Huo Jixing and his group walked along the bluestone path, their demeanor quickly attracted everyone's attention.

The blood-stained, tattered armor, the battered and bruised figure, and the faint scent of blood surrounding him drew awe from every Noxian soldier who passed by.

The Noxian camp, nestled on the mountainside, is about 40 to 50 kilometers from Freljord. Coupled with the cold wind and snow along the way, the smell of blood still lingered on their bodies, which gives one a sense of how fierce the battle they had experienced must have been.

There were no obstacles or unexpected incidents.

Captain Eric led Hojira and the others safely into the Noxian camp.

In front of the rest area, Eric looked at the exhausted Huo Jixing in front of him and said softly, "Go back and rest first. I will report on this scout mission and your awakening."

Huo Jixing forced a smile, revealing gratitude: "Thank you, Captain. I'll be going now!"

He was really exhausted, especially after returning to the Noxian camp. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders, leaving him feeling physically and mentally drained and weak.

Hurriedly returning to the stone house, Huo Jixing pushed open the wooden door, didn't bother to wash up at all, and immediately fell asleep, snoring loudly.

The next morning.

The winter sun had a chill in it, like icy rain, falling on every corner of the camp.

Huo Jixing opened his bloodshot eyes and looked through the narrow window at the lingering crimson hue in the sky. He then rubbed his tired face, quickly got up, and headed towards the camp's mess hall.

He was woken up by hunger!

Ever since experiencing that near-madness-destroying hunger, hunger has become one of Huo Jixing's disliked items.

The Noxian camp's canteen is located on the edge of the rest area.

Although it's called a canteen, it's more like a place where people eat from a large pot, with huge iron pots filled with different foods and placed on the dining table.

Perhaps it was too early, because there weren't many people in the spacious cafeteria.

Huo Jixing received a food bowl from the soldier serving the food. It was filled with food, mostly vegetables, mixed with some meat, and piled with several thick flatbreads on top.

Huo Jixing found a corner spot at random and, not caring about his image, began to devour his food.

After a short while, he finished a bowl of food and his stomach was somewhat full.

He wanted to get some more, but considering his still seriously injured body, he decided to wait until he had digested the food and then come back for lunch.

After washing the food bowl, Huo Jixing slowly walked back, digesting his food while observing the changes in the camp.

More than half a month has passed, and the camp appears increasingly solemn. The shadow of war hangs over both the inside and outside, and many Noxian soldiers can be seen hurrying along.

Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but think of the destroyed Noxian outposts, and his heart sank.

The border, already shrouded in the smoke of war, seemed to be spiraling out of control, and as soldiers of the Noxian Warband, they were all helplessly drawn into the vortex of war.

"Um?"

Huo Jixing raised an eyebrow and saw a middle-aged man wearing a red and gray robe standing in front of his stone house.

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(End of this chapter)