The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 191 Silas’s Conspiracy

In the dark night, black mist slowly surges.

In this dim darkness, criminals and ruthless looters have begun to move.

Under the leadership of Silas, they left the valley, their figures seemed to melt into the night, and quickly and quietly set off towards the Misilver City prison.

Even from a high altitude, it is difficult to discern what is happening on the ground.

The covering black mist will cover up all traces.

The cold wind blew through the silent land late at night.

Silas walked along the established mountain road, with Freyna, the Mother of Scars, behind him.

She is riding her partner Bingfang, a Juvask wild boar that looks like a heavy truck.

The huge body ran, but under the cover of the black mist, no sound could be heard.

Next up is Ewell.

The young demon-stained man was carefully controlling the black mist around him to avoid the high-altitude patrols of the Demacian Dragon Bird Knights that might appear.

At the same time, under Ewell's consciousness, the color of the mist changed into similar colors according to the gradually brightening sky.

Huojixing fell behind Ewell.

He observed the changes in the color of the mist with curiosity, as if he wanted to learn.

Compared to his own research on fog, Evel is more experienced.

On the other hand, Brokvall, who was carrying a broad sword beside him, was looking at him with cold eyes.

Ever since he learned about Huo Jixing's Noxian identity, Brokvar was like a bodyguard who never left his side, following Huo Jixing.

At the end are the lawless gangsters and ruthless looters, numbering nearly a thousand.

They held sharp blades and had cold eyes, like a pack of hungry wolves, eager to pounce on their prey.

Dawn is coming.

Silas and the others must rush to the Mithril City prison before the sun appears.

On the wide road, Silas and his team walked lightly and firmly without any hesitation or delay.

Huo Jixing looked at the brightening sky and silently followed the team, moving forward slowly.

About half an hour later

In the distant sky, a towering mountain comes into view, with a silver-white building standing on the top of the mountain.

The nearly blooming dawn flowers fall on the dome of the building, reflecting the brilliance.

Silas withdrew his distant gaze and glanced at Huo Jixing without trace, feeling secretly wary in his heart.

During the journey just now, the magical ability this guy displayed was somewhat special and terrifying.

From a long distance, they can discover the hiding place of the vanguard sentry in advance, which makes their progress very smooth.

The prison of Mithril City is not located in a bustling city.

Instead, it is located on a highland covered with rocks outside the city.

This prison built of pure white stone is at a certain distance from Mithril City. Neither too far nor too close, just within sight of Mithral City.

The towering mountains give the prison itself a natural defensive advantage, making it difficult for enemies to climb and attack.

Moreover, the guards of the prison can be condescending, overlooking the surrounding area, and remain alert to any approaching dangers.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a sentry standing like a stone statue.

"Why are we guarding here?" The soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia leaned against the dark gray wall and looked at the silent environment around them with a bored expression.

"There are rumors of black magic leaking out in Mithril City. We should hunt down those damn demon-contaminated people."

The Demacian Centurion heard the soldiers' complaints and shook his head slightly.

He generally did not object to the complaints of his soldiers.

This is very common and is one of the ways they vent their emotions.

The captain's mind wandered and he looked up at the sky. Seeing the rays of dawn slowly soaking into the sky, he felt relieved in his heart.

It was another peaceful night, and my duties were coming to an end.

The ten-capion captain began to adjust his shining armor, and his upright posture relaxed a little.

After the rotation, he will return to Mithril City and spend a pleasant day with his family.

"I agree with you." Another Demacian Kingdom soldier said.

"The guards of Mithril City are used to having an easy life, so it is the best choice for us to cooperate with the demon-hunting investigators in the pursuit."

"Mage, I really want to drive them all away!"

"Okay, let's stop discussing it."

When the captain heard his soldiers say taboo words, his tone became slightly solemn and he interrupted the conversation between the two.

"It's foggy!"

The Demacian Kingdom soldier standing at the top of the sentry suddenly spoke out, with uncontrollable surprise in his voice.

Although it is close to the Northland Mountains, morning mist is often seen in winter.

But in warm summer days, fog is still relatively rare.

This was the first time the soldiers at the sentry saw the morning fog coming at dawn.

The tenth captain walked to the sentry window and looked at the thick fog filling the distance. For some reason, he felt uneasy in his heart.

It seemed like some terrible danger was coming to the sentry post.

"Probably not?"

The captain was looking for psychological comfort for himself, but he was preparing to raise his left hand to signal the soldiers behind him to raise an alarm to the prison on the top of the mountain.

"Huh?" The captain's heart sank.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong. The soldiers who had been talking just now completely lost their voices.

"who?"

The ten-capion captain drew out the sharp blade from his waist, took off the shield on his back, and pointed it at his back.

Looking around, he saw nothing unusual, and his vision was filled with gray-white mist.

"Forehead!"

The Captain was just getting ready for battle, but before he could react, an arm wrapped in blue light penetrated the mist, held his neck, and gently turned it 180 degrees.

After Silas dealt with the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia at the guard post, he walked out with a relaxed expression.

He looked towards the mountain road. Hard and flat dark gray marble paved the rugged mountain road, extending to the Mithril City prison on the top of the mountain.

The breeze blowing from outside the mountains lifted flags representing the Kingdom of Demacia.

Silas moved forward with firm steps, ripples in his heart.

"Fifteen years of waiting, I will start from this and overthrow the Kingdom of Demacia."

The cold wind of dawn blew through the rocky heights.

The thick mist that suddenly appeared spread along the mountain road like a swaying tide.

They are slowly engulfing the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia who are lurking and guarding along the way.

These soldiers wore thick silver armor and held sharp blades, but when faced with the thick fog, they were like fragile paper figures with no one to resist.

The pale mist gradually thickened, and the dim smell of blood filled the air.

As time passed, the fog came to a silver-white barrier.

This silver barrier is tall and solid, with a cold and hard color flashing on its surface, as if it were carved from a single boulder.

Behind the barrier, a stone bridge can be seen extending.

The silver-gray stone bridge is the only way to enter the prison of Mithril City. It is suspended in the sky and connects the barrier and the prison together.

Whether it's a towering barrier or a strict prison.

Their architectural style is consistent with Mithral City.

Especially in Mithril City Prison, the solid stone walls and heavy iron doors together build an insurmountable barrier.

There are also sharp iron spikes on the walls, further enhancing the prison's defensive capabilities.

Silas appeared silently on the mountain road in front of the Silver Barrier, carefully sizing up the barrier's defense methods.

"Flena!"

Silas pointed to the towers standing tall on both sides of the iron gate, signaling Mother Scar to deal with them.

It's a bit far away from the barrier. If you get closer, you can cast magic to get rid of the Demacia Kingdom soldiers on the guard tower. But it will definitely attract the attention of the magic-searching investigator.

Fleina saw Silas's movement and immediately waved, and six Winter's Claw marksmen came out from behind.

With her cold right eye, she looked at the unnoticed soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia on the sentry tower, and doubts arose in her heart.

It was so easy. I didn’t see any strong resistance along the way.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In the biting cold wind, the marksmen of the Winter's Claw tribe showed amazing accuracy and calm judgment.

They bent their bows and nocked arrows, their eyes sharp.

The bow string sounded, and the arrow shot through the mist like a meteor, accurately shooting at the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia on the guard tower.

The vigilant soldiers did not respond, and their chests were pierced by sharp arrows.

Seeing this, Silas and Fleina raised their brows lightly but did not make any move yet.

The piercing alarm sounded suddenly.

The sound echoed in the silent valley, like the howling of wolves, making people shudder.

at the same time,

The silver barrier woke up when the siren sounded, like a lion, with its fangs exposed, ready for the coming battle.

"attack!"

Silas seemed to have expected it, and immediately rushed towards the silver barrier.

Behind him, the criminals roared furiously, suppressing the sirens for a while to vent their emotions.

Rumble!

The pale mist bubbled like lava about to erupt, covering the ground with wanton heat.

The moment Silas and the others launched their attack.

On the walls of the Silver Barrier, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Demacia quickly gathered.

Wearing silver armor and holding sharp knives, with firmness and determination written on their faces, they rushed to their respective posts.

This is true for all soldiers.

They understand that in the face of sudden attacks, they must defend the prison of the barrier.

On the dark gray ground, pale mist filled the air, leaving clear traces.

Silas stepped forward, his cold eyes saw the figure on the city wall, and his heart sank.

The fully armed shining steel armor, the blue cloak on his back, and the resolute face at the front.

"It's Galen and his fearless vanguard army!"

"Damn it, the information is wrong!"

"The intelligence information I received is that Galen and the Fearless Vanguard Army fell in the town of Forsbarrow. Why did they appear here?"

Silas glanced around and saw a figure wearing half a golden mask and holding a heavy wooden cane.

"Investigator, these guys seem to have thought of his appearance for a long time?"

Silas had thoughts in his heart, but he didn't dare to stop.

The battle has begun, and anyone's retreat may affect the current battle situation.

"Who is plotting against me?"

Silas's heart was filled with anger and anxiety, and the full assurance he had earlier was gone.

He couldn't help but look back, and he felt relieved when he saw that Freina and the tribe warriors from Winter's Claw were still there.

But he saw no Noxian.

"It's him!"

Silas looked surprised, but seemed a little conflicted when he thought about his help in marching at night.

The moment his thoughts turned, Silas gave up all thoughts in an instant.

The most important thing for him at the moment is to stay calm and direct the criminals under his command to deal with the situation at hand.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of the Juvask wild boar running echoed across the ground, shaking the earth.

Fleina drove Bingfang to run, and every trample would make the ground tremble.

The ruthless plunderers who followed behind also roared, as fierce as a wave, followed closely behind, brandishing their weapons, and rushed towards the city wall.

Their blood-smeared faces were full of cruelty, as if they wanted to destroy all obstacles in their way.

"Haha, if this is all, you can't trap me!"

Silas heard the voice behind him, kicked off his feet, and jumped into the air.

As he jumped up, the heavy shackles wrapped around his arms began to change.

These shackles were originally a symbol of his restraint, but at this moment, they seemed to be infused with terrifying magic, like bright stars, lighting up the dawn sky.

Now that it has been exposed, it has even fallen into a trap.

So what needs to be done now is to break the game and win.

Silas looked at Galen on the city wall, a cruel look on his face.

"I am no longer the person I used to be!"

"And you, Galen, will be the first to sacrifice your life for the Kingdom of Demacia!"

before this battle begins.

Huo Jixing looked at the silver barrier in the distance and saw the familiar clouds belonging to Galen and Lux.

He summoned the mist and quickly disappeared from the battlefield.

It is in the best interest of the Noxus Empire to sit back and watch.

Huo Jixing understood very well that this battle would determine the fate of many people.

Neither Sylas, nor the Winter's Claw tribe, nor the Kingdom of Demacia can survive this war alone.

The Noxian Empire was different.

The Kingdom of Demacia and the Winter's Claw tribe are both enemies of the Noxus Empire.

Huo Jixing raised the corners of his mouth as he remembered what Silas had done to him before.

He has now perfectly introduced the two into this war that will almost determine the ownership of the northern land of the Kingdom of Demacia.

Silas went all out, with his outlaws and the invited Winter's Claw allies all attacking the Silver Barrier.

The Crown Guard family also has two of the most outstanding descendants of the contemporary era, who appeared in the Mithril City Prison as defenders.

"Lux!"

Huo Jixing contacted the previous intelligence transaction and thought that this time the Crown Guard family had mobilized all the forces near Mithril City.

"Huh? This power?"

Huo Jixing noticed the gathering of terrifying magic power. He raised his eyes and saw a blue star appearing in the dawn sky.

It's Silas's magic.

The faint blue light blooms, as if the cold air of winter is filling the air, condensing the surrounding air.

Silas, who was in the center, became the most eye-catching presence in the field.

"Is this the ice blood power that Silas stored in his body in advance?"

On top of the silver barrier city wall.

Galen held a silver broadsword and looked solemnly at Silas, who was leaping into the air. The murderous intent in his sea-blue eyes was undisguised.

Silas's successful escape from prison split the heart of Demacia and ignited riots throughout the kingdom, making the taboo word magic appear frequently in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Heavy crossbow ready!" Galen raised his left hand high.

The news brought by Lux allowed him to prepare early, and now it was time to reap the rewards.

Behind Galen, steel heavy ballistae vehicles were lined up neatly.

They are the war fog most trusted by the soldiers who defend the city. Their terrifying penetrating power is enough to penetrate solid armor.

After improvements by the Durang family, the arm-thick crossbow arrowheads on the heavy crossbow are made of precious Demacia steel.

Not only is it hard in texture, it also has demon-breaking properties and can kill and injure those infected with demons.

"Aim for Silas" Galen roared.

"shooting!"

　The work and rest time are messed up.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)