The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 190 Demacia beat me into a sinner!

Bitterly high in the sky.

Huo Jixing fell down and looked at the dark mist-covered valley in front of him.

This is the confirmed contact point between Reese Guard Secretariat and Silas.

With a thought, Huo Jixing put away Donghua Yimu's Qi, and the mist surrounding his body also disappeared.

Although Spica's armor mainly kills and prolongs life, it carries some qualities of the blue dragon.

Such as soaring into the clouds and driving the mist, calling for wind and rain, etc.

After the Huoji star lights up the Spica star, you can simply summon some mist.

And the effect of using [Suzaku·Dancing Wings] is too gorgeous.

He just covered it with mist, which made him look like an immortal coming to the world, flying in the clouds and mist.

Of course, Huo Jixing knew in his heart that this was not a true soaring in the clouds.

But he believed that as he lit up more and more Qinglong Qisu, he would get all the Qinglong's innate abilities sooner or later.

"Just in the valley in front of you?"

Huo Jixing's eyes were filled with red-gold light, and he saw all kinds of dark clouds rising.

"So many sinful people?"

The star of Suzaku represents evil and danger. The dark clouds rising in his field of vision represent that everyone inside is guilty.

The dim color of the dark clouds can tell how sinful each one is.

What he saw before his eyes were many dark clouds, as dense as dark clouds.

When Huo Jixing looked carefully, he also saw the familiar blue clouds mixed with the dark clouds.

"Ice blood?"

"Among the allies Silas has sought are members of the Avarosa tribe?"

The northern border of the Kingdom of Demacia is close to Frostport, separated by a mountain range.

Ningshuang Port is a port city belonging to the Avarosa tribe.

Huo Jixing thought of the previous news about Leiser's guarding the secret center.

Sylas crossed the mountains of the Northland and entered the Freljord, finding new allies.

Combined with the blue clouds, it seems likely that it is the ice bloodline of the Avarosa tribe.

But this is at odds with Ice Archer Ashe's philosophy.

Huo Jixing had thoughts in his heart.

Under the leadership of War Mother Ashe, the Avarosa Tribe is committed to the peaceful unification of the Freljord, and will never rashly get involved in the magical quagmire of Demacia.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw the fog in front of him dispersing to both sides.

Within the black mist, a young man wearing mail and with a resolute face came out, waved his hand to drive away the black mist, and stepped toward Huo Jixing.

"Lord Silas invites you to come in."

Ewell followed the etiquette and bowed to speak. Then he turned sideways and pointed at the black mist that opened the hole.

Huo Jixing nodded slightly and followed Ewell, entering the dark valley with a relaxed expression.

Although Silas had tricked him before.

But he did not believe that Silas would cause trouble again at the critical moment when the operation was about to begin.

Black mist surges, covering up the brilliance of the night.

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered as he sensed the magic power fluctuations coming from Ewell: "Is he controlling this black mist?"

Before he could think about it, he saw a cluster of lit bonfires, and in the center of the bonfire, a shirtless man with heavy shackles wrapped around his hands.

Huo Jixing reacted immediately to the man in front of him.

It is Silas the Liberator!

At the same time, he also saw many soldiers and servants kneeling in front of Silas, crying and begging for mercy, as well as a Demacia noble who was neither humble nor arrogant and was seriously injured.

"Friends from Noxus, would you like to watch a good show first?"

Silas turned around and looked over. His blue eyes looked at Huo Jixing with interest, and an inexplicable sense of danger suddenly arose in his heart.

He trusted his intuition. The Noxian in front of him was very powerful.

"A Demacia noble and his caravan?"

Huo Jixing glanced over and almost understood the situation inside the venue.

This dark valley covered in black mist is not far from Mithril City. If you go all out, you can raid Mithril City in about half a day.

This is where Silas and his gang of outlaws hide out.

But as the night got darker, a trading caravan accidentally broke in, creating the scene before them.

Perhaps it was to motivate the lawbreakers under his command before the war, or perhaps it was to intimidate Huo Jixing, who was extremely powerful.

Silas looked cold, pointed at the nobles and the kneeling soldiers and servants, and roared loudly at all the lawbreakers.

"I hate the nobles of Demacia. They steal our lives."

In the capital of Demacia, many high-ranking dignitaries also possess magical power.

But because of their status, they were exempted from the punishment of the kingdom.

But for him, a child born into a humble family, the verdict was...

Life imprisonment!

"For life!"

Silas looked at the nobleman who was still standing in front of him. Facing his situation, which was neither humble nor arrogant, Silas's blue eyes flashed with cruelty.

"Even if I cooperate with you fully, the final result will still be to execute me!"

Silas could no longer hold back the killing intent deep in his heart. He held the noble's neck with his left hand, lifted him up, and showed him to the surrounding criminals.

In an instant!

The outlaws roared restlessly.

Their expressions were fanatical and passionate, as if they had lost their minds, worshiping Silas in front of the campfire.

Huo Jixing's eyes tightened when he saw this.

Such a frenzied state makes criminals dangerous and unpredictable, and they no longer think and act like normal people.

It is more like being influenced by a strong desire to pursue the liberation of the soul.

"In my name, Silas, I will punish you."

"die!"

Silas raised his head, enjoying the fanatical voice, and the heavy shackles wrapped around his arms lit up with bursts of blue light.

Buzz!Buzz!

The faint blue light filled the air, like winter ice, extending from the palm of the hand, completely freezing the noble, turning it into a lifelike azure blue ice sculpture.

Click!

The blue ice sculpture fell to the ground and shattered with a bang, and the ground was covered with pieces of ice that solidified flesh and blood.

"We will cut off their cold and dying iron grip!"

Silas raised his arms and made an angry sound towards the outlaws.

Then, he turned around and stared at Huo Jixing coldly, and the heavy chains wrapped around his hands gradually glowed with rich light.

"I sense the magic within you."

"I'm very lucky that you are not a Demacian, but a Noxian."

"The power of ice blood?" Huo Jixing chuckled softly and walked over, seeming to be very interested in the trick in front of him.

This is the power that Silas was born with -

Hidden within oneself in the same way as others!

"This is my innate magical power, but Demacia beat me into a sinner!"

Silas waved his arms with heavy shackles, his eyes darkened, recalling his own glimmer.    The reason why he still wears the yoke of composure.

Because it not only represents the complete humiliation I am trapped in, but also represents the glimmer of light within myself.

Silas casually took out the dagger from his subordinate's waist and threw it over, pointing it at the noble's soldiers and servants.

"Friends from Noxus, are you interested in getting involved?"

"A certificate of surrender before taking action?"

Huo Jixing's expression changed, and his eyes fell on the surrounding criminals who were executing soldiers and servants.

He immediately stepped towards a Demacian Kingdom soldier, ignored the pleading words, and gently stabbed the dagger into his heart.

"Is that right?"

Huo Jixing turned his body sideways, looked at Silas, pulled out the dagger, and let the blood stain the ground red.

clap clap!clap clap!

Silas clapped softly and looked sighing.

"As expected of a Noxian!"

Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly, hearing the hidden meaning of Silas's words.

Then he saw the criminals around him looking at him with cold eyes.

The disgust and killing in their eyes were almost tangible, stemming from the centuries-long hatred of the Demacians towards the Noxians.

"interesting."

Huo Jixing turned his head and his eyes fell on Silas in front of him. There was no emotion on his calm face.

But in the memory of his previous life, Silas was a representative of the dark side of the Kingdom of Demacia.

He is synonymous with cruelty, ruthlessness, wolfish ambition, etc.

Now it seems that Silas is still a heroic figure, but with some words, he can perfectly mobilize the emotions of the lawbreakers.

"Let's go, meet my allies, and listen to the news you brought." Silas stepped towards the depths of the mist.

Huo Jixing followed, ignoring the lawless gangsters surrounding him.

They seem to be eagerly waiting for their rejection, and then sacrifice themselves to the flag.

Seeing this, Huo Jixing sighed inwardly: Do you really not want me to leave? Fortunately, I was prepared before I came.

Deep in the dark valley.

Huo Jixing was one position behind Silas and followed silently.

Only a few dozen meters away, a solemn scene appeared in front of them.

The clan warriors of the Freljord are gathering in the valley.

Each of them is like steel that has been tempered thousands of times, with a cold temperament that brings an invisible sense of oppression.

The center position of the team.

Huo Jixing saw the blue flag fluttering in the wind, and the Juvask wild boar crawling like a hill.

"Winter's Claw tribe, ruthless marauders!"

Huo Jixing once again saw these familiar enemies with blood and ashes on their faces.

These tribal warriors were silently wiping their weapons, and each sharp blade was polished and sparkling, indicating that they were ready for battle.

Silas stopped and stared at the Winter's Claw warriors.

His eyes were full of appreciation and respect for them, because he knew that these tribal warriors would be his right-hand assistants in the next battle.

"We don't have much time. When will our operation begin?"

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Scar Mother Freina stood up and walked over, her cold eyes carefully looking at Huo Jixing behind Silas.

"Flenna, the Mother of Scars, is one of the war mothers of the Winter's Claw tribe." Silas pointed at Fleina and introduced her.

This is a middle-aged woman with long black hair and a strong body.

The face with crow's feet is covered with scars, as if it has experienced countless battles and hardships.

Her left eye turned white, apparently losing her vision, while her right eye was full of cold color, as if she wanted to freeze all enemies.

"This is a friend of the Noxian Empire." Silas pointed to the Hoji star.

"He is also the person we are waiting for."

Fleina's eyes were slightly cold when she heard this, and she said coldly: "Noxian?"

In the Second Battle of Freljord last year, the Winter's Claw tribe suffered a disastrous defeat on the northern border of the Noxus Empire and lost many tribe mates.

Although she did not participate because she was plundering in the southwest area.

But after the war, at the request of Sejuani, he led the ruthless raiders to return to the aid of the Winter's Claw tribe and resist the frenzied counterattack of the bear people.

"Noxian?"

Behind Fleina, Brocvall walked out with a broad sword on his back, an undisguised murderous intent appearing on his weathered face.

He stepped towards Huo Jixing, and the rich azure light stared into the black mist, turning into transparent ice armor and covering his body, covering his vital parts.

"Get out!"

Fleina spoke coldly, stopped Brokvall in his steps, and looked at Silas.

Although Fleina's face and figure are not outstanding, her presence is impossible to ignore.

She doesn't need fancy words or dazzling moves to show her power.

It only takes one look and one movement to make people feel his power and coldness.

"He brings us the latest news from Mithril City," Silas said.

Huo Jixing stepped out and looked around at Fleina and others who were eyeing him eagerly.

"The Demon Seeker Legion secretly arrived in Mithril City."

He told important news as soon as he opened his mouth, which attracted the attention of Silas and Fleina, and their expressions immediately became solemn.

The name of the Demon Seeker Legion resounds throughout the continent of Valoran.

Silas, in particular, has long experienced the humiliation brought by the Demon Searchers.

"According to intelligence analysis, our target this time, the prison outside Mithril City, has already been occupied by demon-hunting investigators, who are interrogating the demon-contaminated persons detained there."

"Are you sure?" Silas said solemnly.

Compared with ordinary demon seekers, demon seekers are much more powerful and are the backbone of the demon seekers army.

Silas had met a Demon Searcher Investigator before, and the heavy shackles wrapped around his hands were made by a Demon Searcher Investigator himself at the request of a sculptor from the Durang family.

"It is very difficult for the Demon Searchers to infiltrate. This is the conclusion we came to after analyzing all the intelligence information." Huo Jixing shook his head, saying that he could not confirm the final news.

"Silas, time will not wait for me." Fleina said solemnly.

"We are here and there is no room for retreat."

Flaena became an ally of Silas because Silas told her that the kingdom of Demacia was rich and waiting to be claimed.

Large swaths of land were not covered by snow, fat livestock were everywhere, and gold and silver flowed on the streets.

After crossing the rolling mountains, Fleina confirmed that what Silas said was correct. The territory of the Kingdom of Demacia that she saw along the way was full of alluring flavor.

"Sorry." Silas came back to his senses, let out a breath, and looked at Fleina with an apology.

"I will never forget the blood alliance between us - fighting side by side."

"Evel, let me know." Silas turned around, looking past Huo Jixing and staring at the young mage melting into the black mist.

"Everyone sets out immediately to attack the Misilver City prison!"

"Yes!" Ewell replied, a cruel look appearing on his face.

They have waited too long, and the old world of Demacia will surely be overthrown in their hands.

(End of this chapter)