The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 151 One of the oldest mysteries of ancient forbidden witchcraft
[Haha, the ceremony was successful, I defeated death again! ]
[The taste of life, what I miss]
[Sequelae? ]
[I have been extremely exhausted recently, and there seems to be some conflict of consciousness. ]
[No, I can't. I need the help of the Scarlet Secret Society. ]
[It has been solved, I am still me! ]
[Ah. No, I am Mouli IV now. ]
[Yes, the new governor of Blood Cliff. ]
[I will once again lead the Mouli family on the road to glory. ]
[I seem to have written something, but I forgot. ]
[Let me think about it, I really can’t remember clearly. ]
[Mouli Family. I will always be loyal to blood magic. ]
[Good news comes from the Scarlet Secret Society. ]
[Blood magic seems to have some new changes]
[The great Lord Vladimir once again optimized and improved blood magic. ]
[Praise to Lord Vladimir! ]
Huo Jixing looked at the badly weathered parchment in his hand and read each one carefully until the last one was extremely damaged.

"call!"

Huo Jixing took a breath to calm down his emotions, but there was a biting chill that eroded his soul.

"Mouli IV? Or Mauli himself?"

The contents of these parchments were truly shocking, or completely broke his conventional cognition.

Seeking immortality at the expense of his own blood descendants?
Huo Jixing thought of the many noble young ladies of the Mouli family and the experimental form data provided by Kalida.

It is not difficult to imagine that these noble young masters and ladies are the descendants of the bloodline who were carefully selected and raised in the castle.

The purpose of their existence is to allow Mauli IV to choose the most suitable substitute for him.

Huo Jixing looked at the last parchment in his hand again, and his eyes fell on the words at the bottom——

The great Lord Vladimir once again optimized and improved blood magic!
"It's really Vladimir!"

Huo Jixing's pupils tightened and thoughts flooded into his mind.

He couldn't help but think of the words left by the pale lady before, and then thought of the last words of Mouli IV.

The chosen one!

Suddenly, Huo Jixing felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

In his past life memories, Scarlet Reaper Vladimir was far from an ordinary hero.

Looking back at the historical records of Valoran, we have lost track of Vladimir several times, but there are many people suspected of being him in the records.

As early as the Darkin period, Vladimir's figure has been appearing.

Even in the war that destroyed the Darkin tyrants, Vladimir and his followers appeared.

During the establishment of the Noxus Empire, Vladimir appeared in high society as a master of ancient forbidden witchcraft.

It is also one of the oldest mysteries in Noxus.

"According to this calculation, Vladimir's life span is more than [-] years old." Huo Jixing's heart palpitated.

He looked at the dilapidated experimental table in front of him and the blood-stained bloody hall.

"An experimental ritual of blood magic?"

Huo Jixing suppressed his inner thoughts and quickly folded the sheepskin scrolls together and put them in his arms.

Before leaving the laboratory, he looked at the floor tiles under the stone platform, thoughts surging in his heart.

"Did you stay there consciously?"

Huo Jixing searched carefully along the passages and halls again, not missing any unusual place.

This time, there was nothing gained.

In the Blood Cliff City, dim stars fell.

In an alley near a bustling street, densely packed blood-armored soldiers quietly gathered, creating a chilling atmosphere.

"is it here?"

A low voice sounded, and his eyes glowed with blue light, staring into the silent tavern in the darkness.

"Yes, we have checked out all the clues, only this tavern is a little suspicious."

The armored and sharp-armed city guard commander spoke in a solemn voice. Under the bloody mask was an extremely angry face.

Helping to hunt down fugitives had left him mentally and physically exhausted.

Now Butum Mouli's sudden death has directly caused Blood Cliff to enter a state of martial law throughout the city.

Accountability after the fact will definitely be indispensable.

Thinking of the bloody methods of the Mouli family before, the city guard commander shuddered.

In the deep alley, a strong middle-aged man wearing simple linen clothes and carrying two swords came out.

Her long black hair was braided and spread over her shoulders, and her muscles, like stone carvings, were exposed to the air.

"Then let's begin."

The strong middle-aged man stretched his body and took off the two swords on his back, his blue eyes reflecting little ripples. "Don't keep the orderly officer waiting!"

"Archers, prepare!" The city guard commander waved his left hand, aiming at the tavern in front of him.

"shooting!"

Buzz!Buzz!Buzz!

Above the quiet street, a scream-like sound suddenly broke through the air.

Under the darkness, barbed arrows were shot out from the archer's fingertips like bullets, carrying fierce momentum and deadly killing intent.

They drew beautiful arcs in the air, flashing with cold light, like death's scythes, hitting the tavern accurately.

In a dark tavern.

Jalal could not sleep, so he stood up and leaned against the wall, his eyes falling on the blood-colored castle in the distance.

Huo Jixing's departure made him a little worried.

The influence of the Mouli family in Blood Cliff far exceeds the superficial impression.

He can say a bad word.

In Blood Cliff City, the orders from the empire's high command were inferior to the arbitrary instructions of the Mouli family.

This is not a lie, but the reputation and majesty of the Mouli family that has lasted for hundreds of years.

All families and forces that live in Blood Cliff are influenced by the Mouli family.

Jalal's eyes flickered as he looked towards the side hall in the backyard, as if he wanted to penetrate the wall and see the person resting inside.

He didn't want to lend a helping hand and get involved in the troubles of the Scarlet Secret Society.

After all, the responsibility of the Leiser Guard Secretariat is only to collect intelligence from various places and hand it over to the empire's high command.

"Huh!?" Jalal raised his eyebrows as if he heard something.

Through the dim starlight, he looked at the sky and saw sharp arrows coming like a torrential rain.

"dodge!"

Jalal's pupils tightened, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

The moment the roar rang out, many Leiser soldiers who were resting in the tavern immediately reacted.

But they didn't have time to put on armor, so they could only rely on the hard things in the room to avoid the arrows.

Kalida in the backyard also woke up quickly, protected the baby, and rolled under the bed.

Clang!Clang!Clang!

The black rainstorm hit, and the sharp arrows fell with terrifying penetrating power, embedded in the walls, tables and chairs, making a dull sound.

Jalal swung his long sword, chopped down the arrows in front of him, and quickly rushed into the side hall.

Seeing that Kalida was fine under the bed, she felt relieved.

"It's so careless. The movement around me disappeared, and I didn't even notice it."

Jalal looked back at the night streets with an embarrassed look on his face. Many things piled up together, making him somewhat lost his position.

But the offensive outside will not stop just because you are not ready.

Above the tavern, a waterfall of arrows fell again, three times in a row.

At this moment, the soldiers of Leser's garrison who were unable to dodge groaned and screamed.

"Damn it!" Jalal cursed and asked Kalida not to go out.

Facing the rain of arrows, he waved his sharp sword, jumped to the eaves of the tavern, and looked at the bloody armored soldiers arrayed outside the street.

"Stop attacking, this is the Reiser Defense Secret Center!"

Jalal roared loudly and decisively threw his token, falling straight to the back of the array.

(End of this chapter)