Noxus Glory

Chapter 85 The Blazing Furnace and the Spirit of the Anvil!

Above the chaotic and dark sky.

A massive burst of deep purple lightning erupted, its deafening roar echoing through the sky and captivating the soul.

Looking into the distance, the boundless lightning resembled a thunderous bear with its jaws wide open, intent on engulfing everyone on the battlefield.

The shattered hunter lord, as if in a final burst of energy, used his remaining broken claws to rip open his chest.

Splash! Splash!

The fur on his chest was torn apart, flesh was rolled up, and a large amount of thick, fresh blood gushed out, with the beating heart and other organs faintly visible.

The gushing blood seemed to possess a spirit, turning into a rising blood mist as it was struck by lightning.

Overlooking the blood-soaked battlefield.

When the deafening thunder roared...

The bear-men and monsters, who were wreaking havoc, stopped what they were doing, their eyes gleaming with lightning as they looked up at the dark sky and at the almost solidified phantom of the giant thunder bear.

They do the same thing as the hunting lords, using their claws to cut open their own chests.

The gushing, viscous blood stained the lightning storm, infusing the boundless lightning domain with a rich, rusty smell.

"I paved my path with blood and bones!"

Ancient, deep words, suppressing the booming thunder, entered the consciousness of everyone.

Sejuani looked up at the dark sky filled with lightning, feeling a terrifying pressure, like a mountain, pressing down on her body.

She felt all her words bursting forth from her eyeballs, but to no avail.

Amidst the deep purple lightning, the pervasive blood mist merged into the illusion.

Visibly, muscles, hair, and bones began to solidify, and endless lightning could be seen connecting them, gradually transforming them into a giant thunder bear standing tall in the sky, treading on clouds.

"Daughter of War, embrace me!"

"I bestow upon you savage power to crush the enemy before you!"

Undying Thunder Volibear seemed to emerge from the thunder, raising his arm, which was wrapped in lightning and covered in gray fur, as if embracing the War Mother of the Winterclaw tribe before him.

"Storm and Wild Bear! Put away your haughty attitude, I will never yield to you!"

Sejuani stood tall, her cold eyes fixed on the thunderous bear in the sky.

She would never again believe Volibear's words, the betrayal during the war that led to the slaughter of her blood-pledged clan by the bears, and the heavy pressure that constantly threatened to force her to submit.

It silently tells the story of Volibear's resurgence and return, bringing destruction and conquest!

"Follow me, and we will make even the heavens crumble!"

Volibear lowered his multiple thunderous eyes, staring at Sejuani, while lightning crackled around him, assuming an offensive stance, as if giving her her last chance.

"Don't even think about it!" Sejuani gritted her teeth, the True Ice Chains in her hand gleaming with a brilliant azure blue.

"You've broken our covenant, and you still want me to submit to you?"

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The dark sky suddenly split open, and endless lightning flashed with dazzling light, bringing fear and helplessness to everyone.

Within the blood-red battlefield, the surviving Winter's Claw warriors and Blood Alliance clans were all unable to withstand the onslaught.

They prostrated themselves, kneeling on the blood-red battlefield, worshipping the thunderous bear in the clouds.

Just as Sejuani was enduring the terrifying pressure from Volibear,

With his black hair flowing freely, Udyr seemed to transcend the distance of space, suddenly appearing in the blood-red battlefield, ignoring the thunder and storm, passing Sejuani, and standing in front of her.

"You have broken our covenant, Spirit of the Great Bear!"

Udyr, shirtless, roared at the Thunder Bear, his body radiating a brilliant glow.

"Human child, are you going to stop me too?"

The sound of thunder echoed within Udyr's consciousness, confusing his thoughts and seemingly trying to drive him mad.

"You're torturing yourself!"

"Do not suppress your talents, do not reject the power that belongs to me."

Udyr straightened his body, his eyes glowing with a blue light, and used all his willpower to resist Volibear's seduction.

Fortunately, his recent meditation allowed him to barely resist Volibear's erosion of his lightning consciousness.

"You have broken our covenant, Spirit of the Great Bear!" Udyr repeated, his form beginning to shift.

The immortal eagle, the agile lynx, the resolute wild boar, and more than a dozen other beast spirits.

However, these beast spirit forms could not last long under the pressure of the thunderstorm and began to twist and disappear, faintly revealing Udyr's human form.

Only when he transformed into the form of a bear spirit was he able to barely withstand the terrifying pressure brought by the thunder.

Udyr perfectly controlled his body, becoming exactly like the giant monster above him.

"Child of humans, are you fighting me in my current form?" A strange light appeared in Volibear's thunderous eyes, as if he were awakening from chaos.

However, with too much blood-red mist swirling in the thunderstorm, Volibear was thrown into chaos once more, his eyes revealing only his wild nature.

"No!" Udyr shook his head slightly, glancing at the blood-red battlefield out of the corner of his eye.

Sejuani's boars, her True Ice, her people, her mission. These are things I must protect.

"Fire-walking rush!"

Udyr roared at the thunderous bear in the clouds.

His beast spirit form began to change gradually. Blazing flames appeared in the thunder and storm, and faintly, it seemed as if a giant ram with its horns raised proudly was stepping onto the battlefield.

Ultimately, Udyr's form transformed into—

The spirit of flames, hearth fire, and anvil!

At the same time, he is also the nemesis of Volibear, the Undying Thunder!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Volibear looked down at the beast-spirited humans below, his multiple deep purple eyes overflowing with a palpable killing intent, and continuous thunderous sounds echoed through the sky.

"Humans," Volibear began, about to speak.

But the crimson giant ram spirit that soared into the sky used its hard, ferocious horns to break through the thunder and storm.

In an instant.

The raging thunder and lightning, along with the blazing flames of the furnace, resembled an eruption of magma. The surging, terrifying energy waves soared into the sky, disrupting the clouds and piercing the dark firmament.

The pervasive crimson mist evaporated, and a large number of corpses turned into fragments. The clash between two different consciousnesses filled the crimson battlefield.

The area where Udir was located suddenly sank down, the pale snowflakes turned into fine particles, and the sand and dust danced in the air, rising together and covering the sky and the earth.

Sejuani stretched out her right hand to shield her eyes from the sandstorm.

His cold eyes revealed anxiety as he nervously looked toward the center of the battle.

She hadn't expected Udyr to stand up for her, to face the recovering Volibear alone, and to seem to succeed.

That is the Storm and Wild Bear, a god from the ancient times of Freljord!

Even though Volibear hasn't fully recovered and is only in his wild instincts, he's still not someone an ordinary superhuman can challenge.

The wait wasn't long.

As the thunder and storm gradually subsided, Udyr, bathed in the blazing furnace fire, could be faintly seen slowly walking out.

"Don't come any closer!"

Seeing Sejuani riding Steelmane and trying to approach him, Udyr waved and spoke weakly.

Upon closer inspection, one can see numerous tiny lightning bolts within the blazing furnace, like purple snakes, winding along Udyr's body, leaving behind scorched marks.

"Let's get out of here first; Noxus is still watching us closely!"

Upon hearing this, Sejuani looked around at the remaining tribal warriors and blood alliance clans who had gathered there, her eyes downcast.

These people, their faces filled with fear and panic, looked exceptionally miserable.

The thick fur was tattered and torn, the bone blade in her hand was full of nicks, and what distressed her even more was the number of survivors.

Despite the help of the Iceborn warriors, the Bearmen acted too quickly, burying too many Winterclaw warriors and Blood Alliance clans.

Her gaze shifted, settling on the blood-red battlefield beneath her feet.

On the shattered earth, countless corpses lay scattered, curled up in grotesque and deformed shapes.

The body was frozen stiff, the skull was shattered, and the organs were exposed, creating a suffocating scene and a strong smell of rust.

Sejuani gripped the True Ice Chains tightly, glanced back at the Noxian camp with its banners fluttering in the distance, and rode Steelmane, leading the Winter's Claw tribe away from the blood-soaked battlefield.

In the twilight, his burly body looked somewhat weak and disheveled.

The defeat in the war not only prevented the Winter's Claw tribe from plundering enough resources, but also meant they had to face the impending winter chill in Freljord.

Noxus camp, atop the high platform tower.

Darius glanced at the Winter's Claw tribe as they gradually departed, let out a sigh of relief, and chose not to press his advantage.

He looked at the fading lightning in the dim sky and the remaining flames of the furnace, and remained silent.

Undying Thunder Volibear!

Ornn, the Mountain-Hidden Flame!

The ancient gods of Freljord are rising again.

This is not good news for the Noxian Empire at present.

Fortunately, the Old Gods' punishment will ensnare the Winter's Claw tribe and Sejuani.

This means that the northern border of the Noxian Empire will be free from any threat for the next few years.

Darius suppressed his inner turmoil, looked at Kled and Skaarl, and said softly, "Thank you for coming!"

"It's rare to hear you say that."

Kree seemed indifferent, but his fluffy face was raised, like a victorious general, with a hint of arrogance.

"And you, Huo Jixing, you did a great job on the mission!" Darius turned to look at Huo Jixing with an appreciative expression.

"General, this is what I should do!" Huo Jixing withdrew his gaze from the distance and bowed.

"Haha!" Darius laughed, patting Huo Jixing on the shoulder, a sliver of color returning to his pale, weak face.

Banners fluttered in the wind, and war drums thundered!

The Noxian camp began to sheathe its blood-stained claws of war and lick its wounds.

The final outcome of this war was somewhat unexpected.

Hojira didn't know if Darius had any backup plans to deal with a full-blown Sejuani, or Udyr who controlled the spirits of fire, furnace, and anvil.

But victory belongs to Noxus!

He looked at the Noxian Legion resting in the camp and suddenly realized that this was the reason for the empire's continuous expansion.

It was the Noxian faction that clashed everywhere, vengeful and determined to win.

They created the glory of the Noxian Empire!

However, Darkwell's obstinacy resulted in heavy losses for these Noxian chapters, including the loss of many elite soldiers.

Hojixing looked at Darius, who was leaving, as well as Kled and Wilson who were with him.

The second victory in the Battle of Freljord defended the glory of the Empire.

Soon after, the Hand of Noxus will return to the capital to meet Swain, who has successfully staged a coup.

"The Council of Trifalli!"

Huo Jixing recalled the three-person council from his memory, which represented strategy, force, and cunning respectively.

They will bring different fates to the Noxian Empire.

"Hmm, is it snowing?"

Just as Huo Jixing was about to step down from the guard tower, he saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

He looked back at the snow-covered Iron Thorn Mountains, back at the blood-red battlefield, and the figures of Eric and others flashed before his eyes.

"When you look up at the snowflakes in the sky, she will surely take you home!"

Huo Jixing recalled the Noxian proverb that Eric had once said, sighed softly, and a faint sadness appeared in his eyes.

He caught the falling snowflakes, gently crushed them, and then casually tossed them into the air, letting the cold wind blow them away.

The harsh winter will eventually pass, and the warm spring is about to bloom!

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