The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 62 Raging Knight Kret

The warm sunshine from the sky, with a little bit of ocean moisture, fell on the dilapidated buildings.

On the bloody street in the distance, a mysterious figure riding a desert dragon lizard gradually appeared.

His weapon was already stained with blood, and fine pieces of flesh could be seen on the worn armor, but this did not prevent Wilson from recognizing his identity.

Raging Knight Kled!
It is also the purpose of his trip.

When Kled came closer, Wilson's tired face glowed, and his bright eyes had a strange color.

It's hard to imagine a yordle joining the Noxian Empire.

According to many rumors circulating in Valoran, the yordles are a peaceful and gentle race.

Preferring the pursuit of fun and a bit of mischief, their moral compass generally points to kindness and kindness.

The fearless and violent yordle Kled embodies the will of Noxus.

He has fought in most of the wars waged by the Imperial Warbands in history, and has held many different titles within the Chapter.

For example, the title of Major General just now is one of many titles.

However, Kled's image as a general did not last long before it was completely shattered in front of Wilson.

"Skaar, Skaar, don't move!" Kled seemed to be unable to bear the desert dragon lizard under his feet. He angrily stepped on Skaar's head and made it walk in a straight line until he came to the crowd.

"Lord Kled!"

Wilson took a deep breath, adjusted his red and gray robe, stepped forward, and gave Kled a military salute with a respectful expression.

"This is the Legion Advisor." Leon also stepped forward and spoke.

"Shut up, Leon!" Kled spoke sternly to his orderly officer, then rode Skaar and walked up to Wilson.

"I remember you, Wilson, Darius' Legion advisor!"

"What's matter?"

Looking at the short and imposing Kled in front of him, Wilson took out a letter with fire paint from his robe and handed it over.

"This is the letter that General Darius ordered me to hand over to you!"

"Darius!?"

Kled looked surprised, then seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth split open, drawing a graceful arc, and the sharp teeth were like a beast showing off its abilities.

"Hahahaha, did he encounter a setback in the war with Winter's Claw?"

Kled stood on the back of the Desert Dragon, laughing loudly as he wiped out the paint and opened the letter.

As he finished reading the letter, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, leaving a solemn expression.

"This guy Swain."

Kled frowned. Recently, he had to deal with the rebellion on Fahlgren Island, so he didn't hear the news Swain made in the capital.

"That old guy Darkwill finally got his comeuppance!" Kled laughed loudly.

Then he looked at the blood-stained buildings behind him, and violence was surging out of his only intact eye.

"Give me half a day to deal with things here, and then I'll set off!"

"Also, Leon, go and activate [Noxtra] for me."

[Noxtora: Portals made of black stone dug from the mountains surrounding the Immortal Fortress, the capital of the Noxus Empire, have risen on most of the roads in Noxus cities. 】

It is precisely because of the existence of [Noxtra] that the Noxus Empire's aggressive pace can confront all enemies and expand continuously.

Kled seemed to see Leon's worry, and said with a ferocious expression: "Don't worry, I will keep the most docile lamb."

"As for those grinning guys, I will send them directly to hell!"

"Rebel against Noxus? Ridiculous!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kled began to hit the desert dragon lizard on the head with the blood-stained ax in his hand.

"Scall, move, we have a lot of work to do next!"

With Kled's departure, waves of blood emerged from the originally silent lair again, eroding every place and corner of Fahlgren.They carry the wrath of Noxus, overwhelming all rebels.

In the desolate and silent snowfield, the biting cold wind howled.

A line of slightly messy footprints were deeply imprinted on the snow, seeming to silently describe the pedestrians' difficult journey in the cold.

Huo Jixing looked at the snowflakes swirling in the sky, falling on his face, causing a stinging sensation like needles.

He looked at the Noxian veteran who was buried in the ice and snow beside him, and said in a solemn voice: "Sharuba, find a shelter from the wind, let's take a rest!"

"Okay!" Sheruba responded in a deep voice, stretched out his hand to wipe the ice shards from his brow, left the team alone, and entered the cold and silent snow.

After about a cup of tea.

Guided by the marks left along the way, Huo Jixing and his party walked into the bleak mountain forest.

The vegetation in the mountain forest is withered, and most of what you see are withered trees and rocks. It is a desolate scene without any breath of life.

Huo Jixing randomly found a dead tree, leaned against the frozen trunk, and began to rest.

Although there is still cold wind in the mountain forest, it is much better than being in the snow on the mountain road.

The Noxian scouts also searched for their positions, took out dry and hard food, and recovered their exhausted energy as quickly as possible.

Huo Jixing slightly loosened the tightly wrapped fur cloak, took a breath, and looked down at the body in the composite armor.

The lack of air and blood caused by the previous use of [Suzaku Flurry] that exceeded the threshold has been almost made up with the lighting of [Liu Su] and recent nutritional supplements, and smooth muscle lines can be seen.

The knife wound caused by Baloric the Toothed Crow gradually recovered under the healing effect of Nanli Fire.

This made Huo Jixing feel relieved.

After all, the frozen land of Freljord is filled with deadly dangers.

Only strength can ensure their survival.

creak!creak!
Heavy footsteps left sounds on the snow. Huo Jixing looked sideways and saw Oaks walking over, his empty left sleeve swaying in the cold wind.

In order to avoid wound infection and excessive blood loss, Huo Jixing directly used Nanli Fire to burn the flesh and blood and seal the opponent's wounds.

Even so, Oakes' body could not withstand the continuous trauma and became extremely weak.

"There are people following us. I don't know the exact number, but my feeling is unmistakable." Oaks looked pale and bloodless.

He was wrapped in a thick fur cloak and tried his best to resist the cold, but his hands and feet still felt cold.

"We don't have many choices. There is definitely no way to go back the way we came. Now we can only take the east mountain road to avoid the gathering place of Winter's Claws."

Huo Jixing looked at the Noxian scouts around him and nodded silently.

The Winter's Claw must have received news of the defeat of the Fangcrow clan.

With the violent nature of the northern clan, they will never be allowed to leave this snow alive again.

"Don't worry, we have exceeded our mission and also killed the leader and elite warriors of the Teeth Crow Clan."

Oakes curled up in his cloak, his pale face unable to suppress the sparkle in his eyes. He looked at the silver-white snow and chuckled.

"These are enough to explain to General Darius, and we can also gain enough military exploits."

In the past few days, they once again attacked a supply convoy and burned all warm clothing.

It was also that massacre that made the followers behind him show their flaws.

"Then I'll listen to you and go back through the mountain road to the east." Huo Jixing said.

He looked at the rolling snow-covered mountains in front of him. It seemed that there were no more chirping of birds and insects, only the cold wind whistling in his ears, as if he had entered another world.

This made Huo Jixing feel the horror of death.

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