Chapter 16: Fireworks burn in a desperate move
On the snow mixed with red and white.
The rich smell of blood filled the air, and wisps of frozen blood seemed to be painted with swaying white snowflakes.
Phew!
Huo Jixing, who was hunched over, took a deep breath and looked at the marauders, beast spirit apprentices and frost-fang giant wolves surrounding him with a cold expression, his heart sinking.
Amidst the low and restless roars, the bone blades glowing with cold light and the face covered in blood filled the field of view.
Clang! Sonorous! Sonorous!
Several bone blades fell, and the dull clashing sound continued to resound through the red and white snow.
Huo Jixing waved the long sword in his hand with all his strength, as if it had turned into an airtight wind wall, resisting the attacks that followed.
Just a moment!
The plunderers relied on their superb skills and high-intensity oppression to make Huo Jixing helpless and extremely embarrassed.
Caught off guard, a pale cold light penetrated the snowflakes and fell on me one after another.
Pfft! Poof! Poof!
Red blood splashed, and the strong composite armor could no longer bear it. It was damaged and opened, and several hideous scars crawled up the body.
“Uh-huh!”
Huo Jixing groaned, his blood-red eyes saw the bone blade approaching again, and he had to roll to the ground to avoid the subsequent attack.
Fresh snow stained the body, mixed with red blood, and covered the face.
Huo Jixing glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the remaining formation of three people had long been broken. DeWitt and Moore were also trapped in the siege at the same time, staggering and struggling to hold on.
“Damn it!”
Huo Jixing spit out blood and felt an uncontrollable restlessness in his heart.
He could feel the increasingly hot Nanli Fire, not only burning his body, but also affecting his emotions invisibly.
The good situation took a turn for the worse. The reorganized Noxian scouts suffered heavy losses, and he was also in a deadlock.
No one else would be able to accept such a change.
"Extraordinary!"
Huo Jixing looked violent, ignoring the injuries all over his body, and strode towards the marauders who were walking through the snow.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
Let the bone blade pass through his body, and the blood spurting out stains his armor red.
Huo Jixing didn't care and ran into the arms of the plunderer in front of him.
“Death!”
Looking at the face covered with blood and filled with fear, Huo Jixing roared angrily, clenched the sword with both hands, and tried his best from bottom to top. of slashing.
Sonorous!
The sword blade cut through the thick leather fabric, chopped off the falling bone knife, and then viciously embedded itself in the plunderer's neck.
Pfft!
The skin and flesh were torn and blood overflowed.
Huo Jixing had no time to see the final result. The sound of breaking through the air came from his side and behind, like the scythe of death coming towards him, forcing him to turn around and deal with it.
The killing resumes!
And his almost crazy desperate actions, while driving back the raiders, also won him a short respite.
"Fight for your life?"
Gibbon, who was looking for an opportunity not far away, noticed the variables in the battlefield, looked at Huo Jixing who was bathed in blood with a cold look, and whispered in a low voice roar.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
Beside him, the giant Frostfang wolf wandering in the red and white snow responded to Gibbon and howled.
Then the frost-toothed giant wolf opened its bloody mouth, smelly mucus dripped, and the figure of Huo Jixing was reflected in its blue eyes.
The next moment!
The huge white shadow rolled forward in the snow, its sharp claws quietly reaching out and piercing the snow curtain.
Above the pool of blood, Huo Jixing, who barely got a chance to breathe, was standing on the spot, scanning the surrounding plunderers who did not dare to step forward, silently recovering his strength.
Suddenly!
A flash of palpitations suddenly appeared.
Out of the corner of his eye, Huo Jixing saw a huge white shadow approaching from the left side of his body. He had no time to make a defensive posture and hurriedly waved his long sword.
Clang!
The long sword was held upright in front of him, and the hard steel rubbed against the sharp claws, making a sharp sound.
"Blocked!"
Huo Jixing's expression moved, but before he could react, his hands suddenly began to tremble, as if there was an unstoppable force coming from him.
At the same time, bursts of pain also came from the armor-covered chest.
Boom!
After a moment of stalemate.
Huo Jixing jumped into the air, hit the snow hard, and rolled.
The standard long sword also fell in front of him, the blade was bent, and the sharp blade had several gaps, which was extremely dazzling.
"Cough cough! Cough cough!"
In the snow, Huo Jixing coughed violently, and blood flowed from his mouth. He stared intently at the giant frost-fang wolf in front of him, sensing his own bad state.
The tiger's mouth was cracked and blood was flowing out; there were ferocious claw marks deep on the body, causing severe pain; the ribs on the chest were broken, as if they had been inserted into the lungs, making it difficult to breathe.
And this is just a killing attack by the Frostfang Giant Wolf.
The strength gap between the two is like a chasm, insurmountable.
“Damn beast!”
Huo Jixing stood up slowly from the red and white snow, leaning on his long sword, like a red evil ghost, with many complex emotions hidden in his expression.
"My body has just recovered and adapted to the life here as much as possible. There is also the awakened data panel. And the extraordinary future I imagined."
"Now. Everything. Is it going to end??"
Facing the approaching frost-toothed giant wolf, and facing the looters that were once again surrounding them, Huo Jixing felt a little unwilling, a little angry, and a little scared.
Whether it is an ordinary person, a superior extraordinary person, or a noble.
Their fear of death is unavoidable.
Huo Jixing has already died once, and if his predecessors are included, he has died twice, so now he has the courage to face death.
"Beast Spirit Apprentice!"
Huo Jixing took a deep breath and felt the severe pain in his chest, suppressing the many thoughts that were rising in his heart.
He adjusted his breathing rhythm, looked across the snow screen, and looked behind the giant frost-fang wolf, at the young marauder who was following step by step. He felt his body becoming increasingly hot and wanted to make a last ditch effort.
He is not afraid of death, but that does not mean he wants to die.
As he thought in his heart, he just wanted to live well, and then walk around to see the many scenery of Valoran.
Just when Huo Jixing was about to make a desperate move, he seemed to have an hallucination in front of his eyes.
From the red blood flowing between his palms, he saw a scorching golden-red firework!
[Suzaku·Nanli Fire]
In the battlefield that is almost over.
The biting cold wind rolled up fresh snow that looked like pear blossoms, covering it with red blood.
Suddenly!
A terrifying temperature rises, as if burning everything in the world, igniting a hazy and illusory white mist, covering the snow.
Not far away, the blood-stained DeWitt was staggering, dodging the raiders' attacks in a panic. His crimson composite armor had long been broken, unable to cover his scarred body.
Moore on the back was not much different, or more serious. There were scars more than two feet long, from the right shoulder to the abdomen.
Seemingly losing a lot of blood, Moore could no longer hold on and fell down on the snow, looking helplessly at the bone ax that was about to fall with great force.
“Huh?!”
Moore, who was waiting for death, looked at the plunderers in front of him in surprise.
The arms holding the bone ax high seemed to be petrified, and they did not fall down for a long time. The pace of their forward movement also stopped suddenly, and a look of horror appeared on the face smeared with blood and ashes.
Following the plunderer's gaze, Moore turned his head with difficulty and looked behind him.
flame!
Golden red flames!
On the red and white snow, a scorching golden-red firework was burning fiercely, and in the center of the flame, Moore saw a slightly familiar figure.
"Xinghuojixing?"
Not only Moore, but also the embarrassed DeWitt also discovered abnormalities on the battlefield.
He looked back at the increasingly scorching golden-red flames and the familiar figure, and fell into horror and fear.
The raiders surrounding him had already observed Huo Jixing's condition. They looked at the Noxian scout who was burned in flames and retreated slowly.
As the raiders of the Winter's Claw tribe, they have heard that many ordinary people have gained control of terrifying supernatural powers after awakening, thus changing their life's destiny.
In the distance, Captain Eric and the plunderer Mandel also noticed the anomaly in this red and white battlefield. They looked at the torch-like figure. They separated at the same time, their expressions changing inexplicably.
"Yoshimoto!"
Mandel roared loudly, his brown-gray eyes filled with fear and cruelty.
It was this roar that brought back Gibbon's mind.
He looked at the blazing human-shaped torch at the moment. His originally gentle pace suddenly became fast, and he ran towards the Noxian scout with a sharp stride like a meteor, swinging his sword.
The frost-toothed giant wolf running beside him seemed to understand. Like Gibbon, he opened his mouth and let out a sharp and ear-piercing howl.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
[Secret of the Wild: Frostfang Fury]
The seemingly transparent mental fluctuations reappeared, whipping up the cold wind and snowflakes, and rushed towards the Noxar who stood frozen in place with the force of a torrent. Scout.
Behind the wind and snow is the leaping frost-fang giant wolf, the beast spirit apprentice wielding a sword.
It is the plunderers who suppressed their inner fear and came to attack again!
Compared to the Noxians, the Freljordians living in the frozen soil of the North understand the horror of the transcendent better.
Not to mention, there are many extraordinary beings in the Winter's Claw tribe.
For example, beast spirit walkers, iceborn, shamans, etc., these extraordinary beings often show terrifying power beyond ordinary people.
Now, they can win this war and their only chance of survival
Kill the awakening Noxian scouts!
(End of this chapter)