The Glory of Noxus.

Chapter 477: Completion of Hecarim's Rune of Defeat

Rumble!
The deep purple thundercloud storm roared like thousands of dragons, firmly suppressing the rolling black fog that was surging forward.

As the war masons moved, a huge and complex rune array slowly took shape along the wall of the well.

The rune array is circular in appearance, like a stone disc, with a diameter of nearly twenty meters.

The material is a mixture of black stone from [Noxtora] and special metals, which also gives the rune array stability and durability.

Many tiny runes are engraved on the concave edge.

These runes were arranged in an orderly manner, glowing like swimming seaweed, outlining mottled halos and bridging the spatial channel.

Overall, the rune array is delicately and complexly designed, eye-catching like a work of art.

Hecarim, who was waiting silently in the black fog, seemed to feel that the space channel was gradually shrinking and heard the wailing coming from the black fog.

He could no longer hold back, and the broad-bladed halberd in his hand ignited with ghostly green fire, like a bright lamp from the underworld, illuminating the faces of the surrounding Iron Corps members.

As the dark fog rose, Hecarim led the Iron Legion and took advantage of the situation, rushing towards the place where thunder was raging like a torrent of steel.

At the same time, vague will and orders came from the black fog, driving the slaves into action.

There is only one goal, to destroy the rune array that is being completed.

Da da! Da da! Da da!

The sound of iron hooves resounding through the sky struck the space channel, and the sharp blades emitting ghostly green fire reflected the faces of skulls wearing armor.

Under the protection of the black fog of the Shadow Isles, the Dread Knights of the Iron Order are fearless and charge into the thunder storm.

"Even if the war lasts forever!"

Hecarim roared loudly, and the broad-bladed halberd in his hand cut through the air, leaving dark green traces and shattering the falling thunder and lightning.

With him as the spearhead, the iron ball rushed into the thunder storm like an arrow shot from a bow.

Their brave figures shuttled through the thunder, crushing the violent thunder into countless tiny arcs of electricity.

Even if the Dread Knights were seriously injured, as long as they did not die immediately under the thunder, the dark black fog would heal them instantly.

Just a moment.

Hecarim and his Iron Legion were already close to the exit of the space passage and could see the rune array outside from close range.

The war stonemasons also saw the ghostly scene before their eyes, but they remained unmoved and continued to complete the rune array in an orderly manner at their own pace.

within the space channel.

Huo Jixing ignored the black fog around him and chuckled softly when he saw Hecarim and the Iron Legion enter the trap he had set.

He reached out and touched the spiritual wind in front of him, brushing across the cloud patterns on the surface of the sword.

Buzz!

The spiritual wind seemed to have life. It sensed Huo Jixing's will, whistled softly, and flew straight into the sky full of thunderclouds.

Then, Huo Jixing's expression straightened and he looked at Hecarim who was wielding a broadblade halberd.

He put his index and middle fingers together, pointed them at the target and the iron ball behind him, and shouted softly.

"Destroy!"

All of a sudden!
The thundercloud storm in the space channel was instantly awakened and surged wildly.

Many thunder and lightning have their own sword blade form, turning into deep purple sword light and falling from the sky.

Within the range of the thundercloud storm, Hecarim, who was charging, was the first to notice the changing thunder and lightning and realized that something was wrong.

But before he could react, those thundering sword lights arrived in an instant, covering the steel torrent like a rainstorm.

The dark green ghost fire was directly annihilated in front of the majestic power of heaven.

Even the sturdy armor and strong body were shattered directly.

Then came the skeleton horse under him, which was reduced to ashes in the light of the thundering sword.

Even if the black fog came and tried to stop the ravages of the Thunder Sword Light and heal the damage done to the Dread Knight, it was of no avail.

They were in the very center of the thunder storm, and the falling lightning sword light was like a pouring torrent that kept washing away the steel torrent.

Faced with the seal of the rune array, Hecarim and the Iron Order had no choice.

The dark black fog drove them into the trap set by Huo Jixing.

Then, thunder and sword light raged across the sky, and the Iron Corps suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

These dread knights who followed Hecarim to trample the living fell in large numbers and remained forever in the thundercloud storm.

【Rampage】!
Hecarim watched his dread knights fall with a rage on his face.

He swung the broad-bladed halberd fiercely, and the dark green will-o'-the-wisp made a whimpering sound, shattering the thundering sword lights falling around him.

Then, he looked coldly at Huo Jixing who was driving thunder, and at the rune formation, with his four hooves stepping on the ground rapidly.

"I am above death!"

[Destructive Charge]!
Hecarim growled, holding the broad-bladed halberd upside down, and with his ferocious body raised high, he moved forward rapidly towards the lightning sword light, leaving behind a trail of phantoms.

"die!"

He rushed in front of Huo Jixing, his right arm like holding up a mountain, slowly swung the broad-bladed halberd in his hand and slashed towards the target.

It looks very slow, but it seems like a dark green meteor streaking across the sky.

Sonorous!

Huo Jixing stretched out his sword finger and blocked the falling broad-bladed halberd with extraordinary ease.

The dark green ghost fire that followed the broad blade was quickly extinguished by the power of thunder.

"Hecarim, your strength remains the same!"

Huo Jixing looked at Hecarim wearing the demon helmet and shook his head slightly.

Compared to Bilgewater, Hecarim's power has increased, but it still remains at the legendary level.

And he is in the state of breaking through the boundaries of legend.

"Go!"

Huo Jixing's eyes were slightly cold, and a flash of purple sword light burst out from his sword finger, instantly deflecting the broad-bladed halberd and shooting towards Hecarim's body.

Click!

The seemingly slender purple sword light accurately hit Hecarim, easily shattering the dark green armor he was wearing, revealing the bones inside.

Unable to withstand the power of thunder, Hecarim continued to retreat and reunited with the Iron Legion that had arrived.

He looked down at the shattered armor and the lightning flowing on the skeletal body, and his soul trembled slightly.

But he no longer had the right to choose.

Hecarim used the shadow power in his body to wipe out the lightning sword light, turned around to look at his subordinates who had followed him for a thousand years, and a trace of struggle disappeared from his eyes.

They are slaves of the Black Mist, clinging to the Shadow Isles, and dwelling forever in this nightmarish land.

"Shadow, come!"

[Shadow Impact]!
Hecarim commanded his Iron Legion and charged towards Hojo.

Rumble!
In an instant, the rolling black fog merged into the bodies of Hecarim and the members of the Iron Order, and the sound of iron hooves trampling faintly overwhelmed the thunder in the sky.

Hecarim, holding a broad-bladed halberd, took the lead and charged towards Huo Jixing again.

The Dread Knight behind him followed Hecarim closely like a ghost, as if they had merged into one.

"It's still the same!"

Huo Jixing looked at the very familiar scene in front of him and shrugged his shoulders.

His expression remained unchanged, and he quietly looked at Hecarim and the Iron Legion rushing towards him.

Just as it got close to him, a terrifying shadow shock wave shot out from Hecarim's broadsword halberd.

It seemed that he wanted to smash Huo Jixing and the rune formation behind him together.

Seeing this, Huo Jixing exhaled lightly, and the White Tiger of the West lowered its eyes, with the aura of war pouring out from its platinum pupils. "Break!"

The sword pointed upward, and the power of Gengjin from the west instantly covered the area in front of him.

Whether it is Hecarim who raises his front hooves and swings his broad-bladed halberd, or the Dread Knight with a cold expression.

Under the impact of the war spirit, weapons and armor fluttered like sand.

Then the exposed bones and the black mist hidden in the body melted away.

The space channel trembled and the black fog wailed.

The raging black fog quickly retreated like a receding tide, all the way to the edge of the Shadow Island, leaving a large area of ​​empty space.

Huo Jixing stared at Hecarim who was slowly disappearing in the aura of war, and noticed his resentful eyes.

"Have you got a grudge against me?"

He didn't care at all. With a thought, the spirit of war crushed Hecarim's last bit of persistence and took away all life in the space channel.

Just like it was in Bilgewater.

The Dread Knights who followed Hecarim were experiencing complete death.

What perished were not only their bodies, but also their imprisoned souls.

"Ok?"

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered, as if he had realized something, and he looked into the space channel.

In the platinum-colored atmosphere of war, he vaguely saw a series of hazy figures cheering.

"Is it the soul of the Dread Knight?"

This was a scene he had never seen in Bilgewater.

"Xuanwu Constellation!"

Huo Jixing whispered softly, realizing the key.

Then he saw these hazy souls bowing to him in thanks, and then performing the ancient military salute to the black mist in the Shadow Isles.

Hecarim, who was supposed to be dead, re-condensed his body in the black fog of the Shadow Isles, a ghostly hybrid of man and beast.

He raised his eyes and looked towards the space channel, and could feel that the breath of the fear knights under his command had completely disappeared.

For some reason, a vague feeling of joy suddenly welled up in his heart.

Although it disappeared in a flash, it gave Hecarim a little more humanity.

Da da! Da da! Da da!

Iron hooves pounded the ground as Hecarim wandered along the forbidden coast of the Shadow Isles, the black mist slowly creeping behind him.

New Dread Knights are being born, following Hecarim's footsteps and walking around the space channel.

This time, they no longer rashly entered the space channel, but looked at Huo Jixing and the almost completed rune array.

Time passes slowly.

Thanks to the efforts of the war masons, the formation of the rune array is gradually coming to an end.

"Master Huo Jixing, we have reached the last step. You can come out now."

Hearing the voice of the war mason, Huo Jixing looked behind him, noticed the huge and exquisite rune array, and nodded slightly.

He looked at the thundercloud storm covering the space channel, his eyes fell on the spiritual wind swimming inside, and stretched out his hand.

Ling Feng leaped lightly and came in front of Huo Jixing with the lightning of sword.

Sonorous!

The spiritual wind is sheathed and the thunder is extinguished.

Before Huo Jixing left, he looked deeply at the dark black fog outside the space channel and sensed that there were a lot of terrifying auras lingering nearby.

Perhaps due to the shock brought by repelling Hecarim and the Iron Legion, the Black Mist did not make any moves for the rest of the time.

"I hope I can really seal this space." He thought secretly.

Huo Jixing left the space channel and returned to the soul shaft.

The war masons immediately stepped forward to make the final installation of the rune array.

The core part of the rune array in front of you is a complex magic array, composed of nearly ten small rune arrays.

In the hands of war masons, these small rune arrays are connected to each other in an ingenious way to form a huge and complex network.

When the magic circle enters the activated state, these small rune magic circles flash rapidly, and a lot of magical energies surge, slowly driving the rune magic circle.

The waiting Swain stepped forward at the right time, stretched out his hand to touch the magic circle, and injected the power of the [Fragment of Reverence] embedded in his body into the rune magic circle.

boom!
A powerful wave of magic suddenly appeared, sweeping across the soul shaft and causing the walls to tremble.

In the eyes of Huo Jixing and others, the rune formation gradually stabilized after the initial shaking.

Finally, a hazy and illusory energy field gathered, covering the space channel and blocking the black fog of the Shadow Island.

"Done?"

Huo Jixing stared at the complicated rune formation in front of him, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

When he was inside the space channel, he could not see the shock brought by the rune array.

Now, looking at the rune array flashing with magical light, he felt the heritage of the Noxian Empire for the first time.

"Well, it's almost done," Darius said side by side.

"But later on, His Majesty Swain will need to replenish the rune array with the power of world runes every once in a while."

Huo Jixing looked at Swain who was leaving the rune circle and nodded slightly.

Now that the time bomb buried beneath the capital has been dealt with, the next step is to cleanse the rose that has pierced the bloodline of the empire.

Deep in the dark island.

The top of a lifeless hill.

The man with the shovel looked at the space passage that appeared on the forbidden coast and whispered softly, with a hint of anticipation and curiosity in his eyes.

"Somewhere outside the Shadow Isles?"

"Perhaps I could ask them for help?"

He did not act immediately, but looked at Hecarim who was lingering on the forbidden coast and refused to leave.

The man with the shovel recalled the thunder and lightning storm that filled the space channel, and realized that the connection on the other side was very unusual.

He had dealt with Hecarim before and knew how difficult and violent this guy was.

They like to trample on the souls of the living and spread the curse of the Black Mist along the coastline to expand the territory of the Shadow Isles.

"But the space channel seems to have been sealed off somewhere on the other side."

The man with the shovel looked down at the glass bottle around his neck, sighed softly, and decided to temporarily put aside his curiosity about the outside world.

When he was in despair, the glass bottle seemed like a beacon in the darkness, giving him a glimmer of hope.

In order to redeem the dead of the Shadow Isles, Shovel Man has been using his advantages and powers.

He is active in the Shadow Isles, freeing the souls of the dead.

He even had to use the curse to end it.

His self-contradictory behavior filled his heart with struggle and pain.

Even so, the shovel man still felt powerless facing the black fog and curse of the Shadow Island.

"Ok?"

At this moment, the expression of the man with the shovel changed, and he turned to look at the core area of ​​the island with a serious look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)