Noxus Glory

Chapter 48 Raven Clan Rune Weapons

Amidst the pebbles on the hills.

Thick snowflakes covered the boulders, partially obscuring the dark cave entrance.

Under the dim night sky, a faint flame flickered and swayed in the cold wind, as if it would be extinguished at any moment and completely melt into the darkness.

Inside the dark, damp cave, the Noxian scouts remained silent and dispersed.

They either closed their eyes to rest or tended to their own wounds, much like a pack of cruel black wolves silently licking the scars left after the battle.

"DeWitt, hold it in, don't make a sound!"

Huo Jixing, who was half-crouched, looked at the young scout in front of him and spoke.

Then, flames of Nanli ignited at his fingertips, burning the hideous scars on his chest and abdomen.

"uh-huh!"

DeWitt, who hadn't cared at first, grunted, then clenched his teeth, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead and wetting his hair.

A short while later.

The air was thick with the smell of burning flesh, and the gruesome wounds had congealed together under the heat of the flames.

"Alright!" Huo Jixing patted DeWitt on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Not bad, you didn't make a sound."

After wiping away the scabs from the wound, Huo Jixing picked up a prepared linen cloth from his left side and gently wrapped it around the abdominal wound.

In the dim firelight, many Noxian scouts glanced at Hoji Star, who was helping DeWitt treat his wounds, their eyes gleaming.

Along the way, they truly witnessed Huo Jixing's terrifying strength.

They are completely incomparable to them.

The formidable enemies in everyone's eyes fell one after another in pools of blood, becoming part of Noxus's glory.

"Captain, you've changed quite a bit since before!"

DeWitt felt a slight pain in the wound on his abdomen. He looked down at Huo Jixing, who had finished work, and couldn't help but recall the scene when the two first met.

At that time, Huo Jixing was alone in the camp, and he seemed somewhat happy when he saw him.

Compared to now, they seem like two completely different people.

"How has it changed?" Huo Jixing got up and stretched his body.

DeWitt frowned, thought carefully, and compared the changes in Huo Jixing before and after.

"Confidence, humility!"

"Haha, I remember you were always very humble, weren't you?" Huo Jixing wiped his hands with a damp linen cloth and said with a soft laugh.

In fact, Huo Jixing had already noticed the changes in himself.

After overcoming his initial period of confusion, he seemed to grow to love life in the camp and adapt to his identity as a Noxian soldier.

At the same time, I understand my current responsibilities.

Although there are no mobile phones or computers, the intense pleasure brought by fighting and cultivating far surpasses that of watching videos and playing games in my previous life.

Sometimes, Huo Jixing would laugh at himself when he thought about how he was overwhelmed by life in his past life.

Perhaps this is the most authentic version of myself!

Patting DeWitt on the shoulder, Huo Jixing, with his hand on the long sword at his waist, walked to the half-open cave entrance and looked at the dim stars in the night sky.

I don't know when it started.

The dark sky gradually brightened, and the sparse snowflakes could no longer obscure the view, revealing the snow-covered Iron Thorn Mountains.

After a simple breakfast.

Huo Jixing and his group walked out of the cave and continued in silence.

Deep in the Ironthorn Mountains, low-lying hills.

The hurried, chaotic footsteps disrupted the gentle snowy night.

Inside the hill, several figures draped in black winged cloaks were besieging a tall Noxian soldier wielding a heavy sword.

The falling pale snowflakes merged into the frozen blood, which resembled a stream. There were also many broken corpses scattered around, left to be trampled on.

If Hojira were here, he would surely recognize this Noxian soldier wielding a heavy sword, fighting a bloody battle.

It was the same young soldier carrying a sheathed sword that he had seen when he met Darius.

However, the young soldier's black armor was now tattered and his sheathed sword was nowhere to be seen.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the midst of the fierce battle, a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out over the hill.

With the help of the falling starlight, three dark shadows can be seen piercing through the air at lightning speed, leaving behind dazzling traces.

The arrowheads were sharp as knives, rubbing intensely against the air, creating layers of fine smoke on their surfaces.

"You despicable Winter scum, stabbing me in the back!"

In the center of the battlefield, Noxian soldiers, tightly entangled by clan warriors and unable to dodge, let out a furious roar of resentment.

Immediately afterwards, three black arrows, almost simultaneously, pierced through the armor.

puff!puff!puff!

Armor shattered, blood gushing forth.

In addition, the immense force of the arrow pierced his body, carrying the Noxian soldier with it, and pinned him firmly to the snow.

"Not bad skill, too bad you're a Noxian!"

At the top of the hill, a tall figure draped in a black winged cloak lowered his longbow and rode Ernuk toward the battlefield.

Enuk, resembling a deer, gazed at the blood-soaked ground, its thick forehooves stomping haphazardly on the snow, driven by unease.

"Chief Baroric!"

The clan warriors, having finished their battle, knelt on the pale snow, letting the biting wind howl, not daring to move an inch.

"Tell me what happened!"

Hearing the chilling voice beside him, the leading clan warrior raised his face and looked at the powerful man known as the Toothed Raven, reporting on the battle they had encountered.

"Interesting, the war stonemason, and the sword boy."

Baloric, shrouded in a black cloak of wings, looked down at the head in the hands of the clan warrior.

His young face was covered in bloodstains, and there was still a trace of resentment and anger.

"Unfortunately, an elite warrior who has lost his runic weapon isn't worth much!" Baroric shook his head slightly and casually summoned a black raven.

"Wow—wow!"

A harsh, hoarse cry rang out, and a black raven landed on Barolorick's shoulder.

Its jet-black feathers blended into the night, and its deep red eyes stared at the corpses on the snow, emitting hungry cries.

Are you hungry?

Barolok stroked the raven's stiff feathers, looking at its trembling beak, as if to say that its patience had been worn away by hunger.

"Then let's go enjoy some delicious food!"

Perhaps understanding Barolok's words, the black raven quickly flapped its wings and flew to the carcass, beginning to tear at it.

Small pieces of flesh were torn from the corpse, and bright red blood flowed down the beak, staining the black feathers red.

Or perhaps drawn by the scent of blood, crows descend from the night sky, flying towards the cold corpses, tearing at them and swallowing the flesh that has not yet rotted.

Upon seeing this, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Barolorick's cold face.

"Give the order to send out all the clan warriors skilled in tracking to find the war stonemason and the swordsman wielding the runic weapon."

"Yes!" The clan warrior kneeling in the snow answered respectfully, and then he and the others behind him disappeared into the vast night once again.

"Don't worry, you can't escape!" Barolok whispered.

He recalled Sejuani's orders, and a fanatical glint appeared on his face: "A bunch of Noxian scum, daring to challenge the Claws of Winter?"

"They're courting death!"

Looking towards the mountain road where the wind and snow were gradually subsiding, Barolok put his hands to his mouth and whistled a strange sound.

Immediately, the black crows that were swallowing flesh and blood abandoned their food, flew into the sky, and scattered in all directions.

Baroric nodded in satisfaction, turned to look at the Raven Warriors behind him, and waved for them to proceed.

The group followed the trail left by the crows and disappeared into the snowy night.

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