Noxus Glory

Chapter 57 They will beg while they burn!

The center of the Vermilion Bird's shadow vanished like a bubble.

The scorching flames, like fiery red maple leaves, covered the pale snow.

Baroric stood frozen in place, his face smeared with black marks staring at Huo Jixing, who was standing close at hand, a look of fear filling his cold eyes.

"you"

Click!Click!

Before he could finish speaking, Barolorik shattered rapidly, as if made of porcelain.

Thin, fiery red knife marks covered his entire body from top to bottom, turning his black feather cloak and armor into fragments of flesh and blood.

The crimson blood, barely spilled and before it even hit the ground, was dried by the scorching heat.

puff!

The slender longsword was stuck upside down in the ground. Huo Jixing gasped for breath, his withered body swaying like a sapling in the rolling heat.

"The threshold for using Southern Fire has been exceeded once again!"

Using the blade, Huo Jixing saw his face, which was almost entirely skin and bones, with bulging eyes, sunken cheeks, and clearly visible cheekbones and nasal bones.

Fortunately, they successfully defeated Raven Baroric and won the battle.

After resting for a while, Huo Jixing forced his weak body to walk towards Baroric and picked up two True Ice weapons from the broken flesh.

Instantly, he felt a bone-chilling coldness creeping into his palm.

In Freljord, it is said that only the warriors of the Iceborn can endure the bone-chilling cold of the Iceborn and wield it on the battlefield.

However, Huo Jixing could still handle the chill within the Zhenbing.

Within his palm, the Southern Flame emanated, suppressing the bone-chilling cold and revealing a meticulously crafted azure scimitar.

The blade is sharp, resembling blue crystal, and is quite beautiful.

The handle is exquisitely crafted, comfortable to hold, and features beautiful engravings at the end.

It's a crow with its wings spread!

Huo Jixing reached out and brushed the curved blade, a blue light flashed, and an icy aura appeared.

At the same time, the data panel in his pupils emitted a sense of hunger, wanting to dismantle the two True Ice weapons in his hands.

"It's not the right time yet."

Huo Jixing suppressed his inner thoughts and turned to walk towards the still-raging battlefield not far away.

"Noxus!"

"Noxus!"

"Noxus!"

Almost as the battle between Hoji Star and Baloric came to an end.

Sharuba, Erik, and the others let out a deep roar, awakening the fighting spirit of the remaining Noxians and launching a counterattack against the Ravenclaw warriors who had been suppressing them.

Meanwhile, the warriors of the Toothed Raven Clan, resembling black clouds, wanted to take one last bite of flesh before leaving.

However, Huo Jixing's swift arrival directly changed the course of the war, causing panic and a rout among the warriors of the Tooth Raven Clan.

Baroric's death not only brought victory to Hojistar, but also dealt a devastating blow to the arrogance of the Raven Clan.

"Corporal!"

Huo Jixing noticed someone approaching, turned around, and saw the sword boy Heini, covered in blood and wielding a runic weapon.

"good!"

Letting Heini support his weak body, Huo Jixing touched his head, only to find it already stained with thick blood.

Sword Boy Henney was lucky; he survived thanks to his runic weapon.

But others weren't so lucky.

Huo Jixing looked at the battlefield before him. The warriors of the Raven Clan were fleeing in disarray, pursued relentlessly by Noxian scouts. Amidst the flashing blades, they left behind rows of cold corpses.

Some of the corpses scattered across the snow belonged to Noxian scouts.

Bueno, an exceptionally skilled Noxian soldier who had left a deep impression on Hojira, was lying in the cold snow.

His cold, stern face held a resolute acceptance of death, and the long sword he used lay discarded beside him, soaked in crimson blood.

The black shield that Shield Guard Tulio used to block the charge of the Raven Clan warriors was completely shattered.

His round face and muscular body were covered in knife scars, but his mouth still contained the flesh and blood of the Crow Clan warriors.

Moore, the Noxian scout who had a good relationship with Hojistar, leaned against the vehicle, his neck nearly broken, his body splattered with blood.

His gaze was fixed on the south, as if he were looking at something, and he did not close his eyes before he died.

"Hoo!" Huo Jixing took a deep breath and composed himself.

Looking into the distance again, I saw Sharuba and the others returning.

Despite their tattered armor and numerous wounds, their eyes still gleamed with bloodlust.

Their faces, bathed in blood and snowflakes, appeared exceptionally grotesque.

"Aux"

Huo Jixing's gaze fell on the minotaur Hag behind him. The war stonemason Oaks' face was unusually pale, his left arm was broken off at the shoulder, and he had hastily wrapped it with a blood-stained robe.

"It's nothing, I'm just grateful to have survived!"

Oakes looked at the corpses of Noxian scouts on the battlefield, his expression somber.

"Sharuba, find a place and bury them," Huo Jixing said, his expression also somewhat gloomy.

In a foreign land, there was nothing more he could do; having a grave to bury him was already a blessing.

The remaining Noxian scouts silently finished cleaning up the battlefield, then carried Bueno and the others' bodies away.

On a snowy field far from the battlefield, they worked together to dig a grave and buried them.

Huo Jixing looked back at the graves that were gradually being covered by the wind and snow, obscuring the traces of Bueno and the others' existence. Perhaps the survivors would remember them in their memories.

Before leaving, he looked once more at the gradually dying flames of the battlefield in the distance, casting aside his sorrow.

The Ravenclaw Clan was merely defeated; the clan warriors who fled the battlefield would bring news of their defeat to the Winterclaw Clan.

Therefore, Huo Jixing knew that his group would have to continue fleeing through this snowy land.

Braving the wind and snow, he led the remaining Noxian scouts, dragging their wounded bodies, and disappeared into the snow.

Inside the dark cave.

A campfire was lit, and the blazing flames danced, melting away the pervasive chill.

After losing Moore as his chef, Huo Jixing cooked a decent meat soup dinner himself, using mostly the spoils of his harvest.

After finishing their simple meal, everyone closed their eyes to rest and recover their strength.

Huo Jixing then began his night watch alone.

Although his body was relatively weak, his strength was still enough to easily withstand the low temperatures of Freljord at night.

At the same time, this was his order, and also a way for him to find some alone time.

Outside the rubble cave, the biting wind of the night swept in, the scattered snowflakes were much smaller, and the dim starlight in the sky could be seen.

Huo Jixing chose a sheltered spot, first surveying the surroundings, then took out his spoils—

Two azure-blue ice-cold scimitars.

The moment the True Ice weapon appeared, the howling wind seemed to freeze, and the snowflakes slowed their descent.

[Disassemble the True Ice weapon?]

A familiar notification sound rang in his ears. Huo Jixing looked at the data panel that appeared in his pupils, and streams of dark green data appeared.

【break down!】

[Congratulations, host! Decomposition successful. You have obtained 70 units of essence!]

"Huh, 70 points? That's a lot?"

Upon hearing the final system notification, Huo Jixing raised an eyebrow and looked surprised.

The amount of essence obtained this time far exceeds the total amount obtained before, indicating that the quality of the True Ice weapon is quite high among rune weapons.

As expected of a Freljord-specific item.

He even considered dismantling the runic weapon of the sword-wielding boy Henney if he didn't have enough essence.

He then unfolded the data panel.

[Name: Huo Jixing (Weak)]

[Essence: 75]

Strength: 2.09 (-0.30)

Constitution: 2.10 (-0.38)

Agility: 2.38 (-0.32)

[Spirit: 3.88 (+0.08)]

[Skills: Advanced Warrior, Wilderness Survival, Introspection, Photographic Memory]

[Talent: Vermilion Bird: Southern Fire, Crimson Fiery Eyes]

"75 points of essence are enough!"

Huo Jixing looked at the data panel, already accustomed to the state after his qi and blood were depleted. His gaze fell on the essence, and he murmured to himself.

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