The Glory of Noxus.

Chapter 328 The Shadow Strike of the Spirit of Fear
Upon hearing Huo Jixing's solemn voice, Miss Fortune's expression suddenly changed and she couldn't help but turn around.

In the rolling black mist, she saw a tall ghost, wrapped in a dark robe with hooked chains on the outside.

The ghost's body glowed with a strange emerald green light, and he held a shaking lantern in his lifeless hand.

Soul Lock Warden Thresh!
Miss Fortune can only feel piercing fear when she is actually faced with it.

Even more frightened than when she watched her mother die and faced the murderer's gunman.

"Leave Thresh to me."

Lucian grasped the relic pistol and strode towards Thresh.

"Haha, yes, then leave Hecarim to me."

Hearing this, Huo Jixing looked at Lucian's slightly anxious figure and laughed softly.

Then he looked at the high cliff ridge and saw countless green will-o'-wisps appearing, rushing towards the Nagakapoulos Temple like a torrent.

Nanli Suzaku condensed into a solid body, and the monstrous flames bathed in it burned away the surrounding black mist. The golden claws came first and struck Hecarim's broad-bladed halberd.

The fierce confrontation between the shadow shock wave and the golden claw shook the port city.

The strike was filled with Hecarim's full power, and a huge shadow blast shot from the broadbladed halberd.

It's Hecarim and his Iron Legion.

In the blink of an eye, Hecarim crossed the distance between the mountain and the underground river and rushed to Huo Jixing.

Like a tidal wave of energy, the aftermath raged, destroying the buildings and rocks it touched, and then continued to spread in all directions.

The call of the Suzaku rang out.

The blazing flames scorched away the black mist, and the fearful knights lost their shelter and let out pitiful wails.

"Xingling Nanli Suzaku!"

This time it is no longer the death of the body, but the death of the soul.

This is the charge of the Iron Legion!

He waved the broad-bladed halberd with green flames in his hand and slashed it down boldly.

The Dread Knights who followed Hecarim's charge were plunged into the boundless sea of ​​fire.

[Shadow Impact]!
Hecarim already knew the strength of Huojixing. This time he no longer underestimated the enemy, but launched a charge with all his strength.

It is the power of rage and malice!

And under the wings of Zhetian.

The air screamed and the black mist dispersed.

The fearful knights behind them all urged the horses from the underworld to dismount, running down at a speed that was impossible for a living person.

Gangplank followed closely, and Drizzt, Graves and others also followed quickly.

Looking from a distance, a blank space appeared out of thin air in the black mist.

It is complete death!

After Miss Fortune finished speaking, she turned around and led her men towards the Temple of Nagakapoulos.

It can be seen that the red-gold Nanli Suzaku stretched out its sharp claws and pressed down the broad-bladed halberd, causing the halberd body to tremble.

Hecarim was at the forefront as the arrow of this destructive force.

But now, they feel death approaching again.

"Life, perish!"

On both sides of the wave, the dark and icy black mist spread out like the wings of death, sweeping away everything in its way.

Under the devil-like helmet, the green flames trembled, as if the devil from the underworld was laughing.

Just a moment.

"Leave it to you."

The Shadow of War Hecarim stood on the cliff ridge, raising the burning broad-bladed halberd in his hand with a cold expression.

He vaguely wanted to chop the Huo Jixing in front of him into pieces together with the temple behind him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of horse hooves is like a steel wave carrying endless power, setting off wave after wave, pushing forward.

They once thought they would have nothing to fear by following Hecarim.

Facing the terrifying offensive in front of him, Huo Jixing raised his head slightly, looked at Hecarim who raised his front hooves and waved a broad-bladed halberd, and spoke in a solemn voice.

This was Huo Jixing's special instruction.

He led the iron regiment under his command, adding everyone's strength to himself.

Sonorous!

Under the protection of Yosip, Sok and Feder ran towards the temple where the black mist was approaching.

Behind Huo Jixing, Nanli Suzaku emerged from the red-gold flames, with its flame wings spread out like a flaming god.

Rumble!
A deafening bang echoed over Bilgewater.

Hecarim watched helplessly as his Dread Knights disappeared in the flames, never to be felt again.

"No tolerance!"

He looked at Huo Jixing, noticed the terrifying purifying power in the flames, and roared.

【Rampage】!
Hecarim's expression was furious, and the emerald-green will-o'-the-wisps surged and gathered on the broad-bladed halberd before slashing down again.

Chi!
The will-o'-the-wisp blade cut through the blazing flames and struck directly at Huo Jixing's neck, intending to decapitate the enemy and avenge the fear knight under his command.

Huo Jixing's eyes were like a torch, and he used his hand as a sword. The rich fire of Nanli wrapped around his palm and faced the broad-bladed halberd.

Bang!
A dull roar sounded.

Hecarim felt a powerful force coming from him, making his body tremble.

But he didn't flinch at all, his eyes were filled with crazy fighting intent.

Slaughtering the living allows him to recall his long-lost glory.

Even if you die, you will not hesitate.

Hecarim roared wildly, ignoring the golden claws that Nanli Suzaku thrust out again, and increased his strength to swing the broad-bladed halberd, trying to cut off Huo Jixing's hand.

Unfortunately, his rage caused him to lose his mind. Nanli Suzaku broke through the will-o'-the-wisp, and his golden claws slapped Hecarim's demon armor hard, sending him flying away.

Hecarim looked at the noble and majestic Nanli Suzaku in front of him, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"This power, as well as the power of purification just now. The power of the stars?"

Huo Jixing's eyes flashed, and his body disappeared. In an instant, he appeared on top of Hecarim's head and chopped it off with his sword.

He would not miss the opportunity before him.

Hecarim was unable to dodge and could only resist the blow.

With a loud bang, Hecarim resisted Huo Jixing's flaming sword slash and fell into the billowing black mist.

When he got up, he saw that his demon armor was broken and his body was covered with traces of flames.

Hecarim looked at Huo Jixing, who was walking over, and Nanli Suzaku, who was fluttering his wings behind him and was about to fly. The fury in his eyes was almost as real as reality.

"I am above death!"

【Spirit of Fear】!
Hecarim stood up, and the retreating black mist surrounded him instantly, blending into his armor and body, healing the scars burned by the flames.

Da da! Da da!
Hecarim stepped forward, and when he came to Huo Jixing, the traces of flames on his body completely disappeared.

Not even the demon armor he was wearing showed any signs of being broken.

Huo Jixing's eyes darkened, he had no idea that Hecarim would have such means.

It took a lot of effort to severely injure Hecarim, but under the healing power of the black mist, he immediately recovered as before.

Huo Jixing thought of some memory fragments from his previous life, about the origin of Hecarim, the Shadow of War.

It is rumored that Hecarim became an undead creature full of rage and malice due to the eternal curse.

And he has already become one with the black mist, and at the same time he is completely the slave of the black mist.

"If the black mist does not disappear, will he be immortal forever?" Huo Jixing thought to himself.

And Hecarim responded with his own offense.

The ruthless blade is invincible in all directions!

He charged towards Huo Jixing again, and at the point where the broad-bladed halberd was pointed, billowing black mist rushed towards him.

A thrilling battle unfolded amidst the intertwining of red-gold flames and black mist.

Huojixing and Hecarim started a life-and-death fight, and every confrontation erupted with dazzling light and deafening loud noises.

Nanli Suzaku showed its terrifying power, suppressing the boundless black mist.

On the ancient mountain road, the green glow reflects the countless ghosts around.

The soul-locked warden's withered skin was covered under a tattered hooded cloak, and the lantern in his hand faintly illuminated the remaining flesh on his body.

Desolate and dilapidated, devoid of emotion, yet with an air of sadistic fanaticism.

Like others of its kind, Thresh floated up gently, and groans of pain came from the rustling robes.

He raised his head half an inch, and Lucian saw his excessively sharp teeth, grinning sinisterly and expectantly.

"We meet again, mortals!"

Lucian pulled the trigger, and the sacred pistol in his hand shot out silver light, driving away the enveloping black fog.

Hearing Thresh's voice, even though he had already assumed it thousands of times in his mind.

But he still felt that his mouth was dry and his palms were wet with sweat.

"You killed Senna!"

Lucian kept calm in his heart and began to repeat the purification mantra.

For the next battle, he must be as strong as iron.

"My only relative in this world."

"Sainan.?"

Thresh's throat made a strange gurgling sound, like someone talking in the water, or like the cry of a prisoner on death row when the noose was tightened.

"I can't remember a little bit."

"my wife!"

Lucian spoke in a solemn voice, with a hint of imperceptible anger in his tone, but he suppressed it well.

Because every more word he spoke made it easier for Onthracite to defeat himself.

But he didn't notice the tears of grief falling on the hanging box around his neck, irritating his skin with a cold feeling.

"Haha, I remembered it."

Thresh chuckled softly, his needle teeth flashing with green light bleeding under the black mist.

He stretched out his yellow nails and tapped the lampshade of the soul-inducing lamp.

"A living soul is far from barren and cold. She is prepared to endure torture, but full of the desire for new life, it opens in her heart."

"It's so fresh, like spring flowers that people can pick at will and ruin all their dreams."

Lucian picked up the two holy spears and pointed them at Thresh.

"If you remember her, you will probably remember this too."

A strange color appeared on the face under the tattered cloak.

"Weapons of light."

"Light gives pain to darkness."

Lucian spoke word by word, as if he was squeezing all his hatred into the weapon in his hand.

"You're thinking"

Thresh hadn't finished speaking yet, but Lucian didn't want to wait any longer.

He pulled a pair of triggers without aiming.

【Hot and Fierce Bullets】!
The explosive pure fire instantly engulfed the soul-locked warden, and his screams sounded like celestial music to Lucian.

However, the screams suddenly turned into gurgling laughter.

(End of this chapter)