The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 1 Huo Jixing

Noxus Empire.

On the border of Northland, the endless Iron Thorn Mountains.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, a flash of red color seemed to be splashed with ink, soaking into the dark gray and thick buildings, outlining the majestic Noxian camp.

With the coming of dawn.

The camp located on the mountainside was like a lion reviving, and the noise was gradually rising.

Looking down from the sky, countless hanging red flags are fluttering in the wind. A number of Noxian soldiers wearing armor, like insects emerging from the nest, appear densely on the blue-gray main roads that extend in all directions. .

They either entered different majestic buildings to perform their respective duties; or they rode out of the camp on armored war horses; or they marched in groups towards the snow-white world in the distance with solemn expressions.

Southeast corner of the Noxian camp.

Near the mountain wall, there are hundreds of gray-white buildings built against the mountain.

In an independent stone house on the edge, Huo Jixing, who had woken up, was staring blankly at the slightly uneven roof, hearing the constant noise in his ears.

Even though more than a month had passed, he was still in a daze every time he woke up from a deep sleep and looked at this world.

"Alas!" Huo Jixing sighed softly, lowering his eyes and looking at the dry and cracked hands in front of him.

The fingers are long but covered with calluses.

The palm of the hand was as rough as old pine bark, cracked with grooves, and a layer of muddy color that could not be washed away penetrated inside.

"What a thief!" Huo Jixing cursed in a low voice, his expression full of helplessness.

It's not his body, but it's also his body.

To put it simply, he accidentally traveled through time and came to the background universe of the game [League of Legends] that he often played in his previous life.
——Valoran continent!

When he first woke up, Huo Jixing thought it was all a dream, a punishment for failure after a consecutive ranked kneeling tour. However, a strange body, a strange environment, and a strange world completely shattered the remaining illusions in his heart.

Fortunately, he was able to obtain some fragmentary memories left over from his predecessor, which allowed him to have a rough understanding of his environment.

By a coincidence of fate, his predecessor was also called Huo Jixing, a lonely wanderer.

While wandering in the Noxus Empire, due to some unexpected factors, he was recruited as a Noxian soldier and then sent to the cold and icy northern border of Noxus.

There are countless corpses buried in this snow-covered and harsh northern frozen soil.

As a former Noxian recruit, he encountered a brutal and unusual battle not long after he set foot on the northern border. When he was on the verge of death, he revived his body and occupied the magpie's nest.

The brilliance of vision flowed, and a concise and clear data panel appeared in Huo Jixing's dark pupils.

[Name: Huo Jixing (recovered)]

【Essence: 0】

【Strength: 1.11】

[Physical: 0.96]

[Agility: 1.03]

【Spirit: 2.11】

[Skills: Advanced Warrior, Wild Survival]

[Talent: None]

[The average attribute data of a normal adult male is 1]

This was a gift from fate that he discovered upon waking up, also known as the Golden Finger.

The various attributes displayed on the current data panel are relatively good.

However, due to the initial recovery from serious injuries, some attributes are unstable, some are higher than the average, and some are lower than the average.

Fortunately, after receiving treatment from Noxian doctors, Huo Jixing's body was no longer seriously injured, and the various attributes of the panel were becoming stable as his body recovered.

More prominent spiritual attributes.

Huo Jixing had speculated that it might be due to the fusion of souls, causing it to far exceed other attributes.

The benefit is that it gives him an almost photographic memory.

During the past month of recuperation, Huo Jixing had nothing to do. He had already studied the data panel many times and gained some insights.

Strength represents physical strength, including muscle and bone aspects, as well as instantaneous explosive power.

Physique represents physical strength and endurance, as well as the body's toughness and durability.

Agility represents movement ability, nerve reaction speed, and sensory activity.

Spirit represents the ability to comprehend observation and memory analysis, as well as active thinking and stress tolerance.

In terms of skills, Huo Jixing relied on the fragmentary memories left by his predecessor to understand his mastery of many weapons, such as swords, axes, spears, bows and arrows, etc.

[Advanced Warrior] means that he is proficient in many weapons and is a qualified and elite Noxian soldier.

The bad news is that because it is not his own body, even if the muscle memory remains, the [Advanced Warrior] entry is in an illusory state and may fall at any time.

[Survival in the wild] is also a skill given by the predecessor. As a wanderer, you must have sufficient survival ability in the wild.As for the essence, Huo Jixing still can't figure out what it means. He has guessed many possibilities in his heart. The one that comes to mind the most is that it can be obtained by breaking down certain items like the essence in the League of Legends game?

Similarly, the talent is completely blank, with no specific use at all, so we can only wait and explore later.

call!
The cold wind blew through the narrow window and blew through the room.

Huo Jixing shuddered suddenly and turned to look out the window at the sky. The crimson morning rays were already filling the sky.

"It's time to get up!" Huo Jixing rubbed his tired face, suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart, lifted up the thick and worn quilt, and prepared to get up.

This house near the mountain wall is not large, about seven or eight square meters.

The entire structure is carved out along the mountain wall. The surrounding walls are undulating and rough polishing marks can be seen.

The room contained a shabby wooden bed, a solid original color wooden table, two benches, and a painted wooden shelf for washing. It looked a bit cramped and cramped.

This was because he was a wounded soldier and needed to recuperate, so he got a single room.

Otherwise, like most ordinary Noxian soldiers, seven or eight people would be crowded into a stone room, crowded and without any free space.

Huo Jixing stood up and put on a rough linen-colored shirt, and his lower body was also an old black linen trousers.

Turning around, he walked to the wooden washstand in one or two steps. The relatively clean water reflected a pale face with black hair, black eyes, and a resolute and handsome face.

According to the fragmentary memories of his predecessor, his facial features are very different from those of most Noxians.

In comparison, it is somewhat similar to the Ionian Islands.

In addition to his appearance, what he left behind from his predecessor was a lean body that was much healthier than in his previous life. This may be the reason why his predecessor was recruited as a Noxian soldier.

After soaking his face with cold water, Huo Jixing woke up instantly. After hurriedly wiping it, he opened the door.

boom!
The silent atmosphere in the room was instantly broken.

The noisy worldly atmosphere mixed with a certain sense of depression hit my face.

Under the red flags hanging down, the majestic dark gray buildings and the narrow and claustrophobic streets are intertwined and fill the field of vision, like a chess piece in full swing.

Walking on the street were Noxian soldiers wearing steel armor and holding sharp blades.

Whether it's armor or sharp blades, the style is cold and cruel, with a full sense of oppression. Coupled with the fierce temperament of the Noxian soldiers, it fits well with the impression of the Noxus Empire, which is bloody, warlike, and expanding its territory.

Occasionally, Noxian soldiers would look at Huo Jixing, who was leaning against the door, with strange eyes, but most of them would keep serious faces and pass by in a hurry.

Huo Jixing stood in front of the door, looking at the vivid pictures in front of him with slightly curious eyes.

But he seemed a little out of tune with them.

Just like in a painting with thick ink and heavy colors, Huo Jixing's tone is obviously darker, and it is drawn with simple brushes. It is almost invisible under the cover of the surrounding thick ink.

This is caused by psychological differences.

The modern and peaceful life in his previous life made it difficult for him to integrate into the current urgent and cruel war environment.

Perhaps because he was tired from standing, Huo Jixing squatted down and supported his head with his arms, staring at the Noxian soldiers walking back and forth in front of him with a look of confusion.

Omniscient and omniscient?

Huo Jixing sighed inwardly. There was almost no overlap between the information about Valoran in his memory and the Noxian camp at his feet.

And from when he woke up to now.

Apart from recuperating from injuries, he rarely had contact with other outsiders, and seemed to be forgotten, living alone in the camp.

Tap!Tap!Tap!

The sound of tiny steps rang in my ears, hitting the ground rhythmically, and finally stopped in front of me.

Huo Jixing came back to his senses and looked up with confusion, only to see a young Noxian soldier wearing dark gray armor standing beside him.

The brown eyes moved in the deep sunken eye sockets, and there was a faint smile on the corner of the mouth under the high bridge of the nose, which looked quite friendly.

"Huo Jixing?"

The young Noxian soldier looked at Huo Jixing, then smiled and spoke in a strange tone.

"DeWitt, Noxian Scout!"

Huo Jixing looked at the rough palm open in front of him, stretched out his hand to pull it up, and said softly: "Xing, you can call me Xing!"

DeWitt nodded slightly, took out a parchment from his dark gray armor, unfolded it and said: "Imperial military order, from now on, Private Huo Jixing will be transferred to the No. 70 Third Scout Team."

The parchment unfolds.

The crimson double-edged ax came into view first. Below it were lines of small black characters, clearly marking Huo Jixing's name and the No. 70 third scout team that was about to report.

Patting Huo Jixing's shoulder, DeWitt said, "Let's go, come with me to see the tenth commander."

Scouting team?
Fragmented memories poured into his mind like water. Huo Jixing nodded slightly as if he had some understanding.

Then he went back to the house, put on a thick old coat, and followed DeWitt toward the majestic buildings in the distance.

(End of this chapter)