Chapter 57 They'll be begging as they burn!
The center of the Suzaku Shadow disappears like a bubble.
The scorching flames are like fiery red maple leaves, covering the pale snow.
Baloric stood stiffly on the spot, staring at Huo Jixing who was close at hand with a black mark on his face, a look of fear filling his cold eyes.
“You”
Click! Click!
Before the words could even be finished, Baloric quickly cracked like porcelain.
Slender fiery red knife marks spread all over the body from top to bottom, and together with the black feather cloak and armor, turned into fragments of flesh and blood.
Yin Hong’s blood had just been spilled and was being dried by the scorching heat before it even hit the ground.
Pfft!
The slender long knife was inserted upside down into the ground, and Huo Jixing gasped violently. His withered body was like a sapling, swaying with the rolling heat wave.
“Using Nanli Fire once again exceeded the threshold!”
Using the blade of the blade, Huo Jixing saw his face with almost only skin left, with bulging eyes and sunken cheeks. The cheekbones and nasal bones are clearly visible.
Fortunately, we successfully killed Baloric the Tooth Crow and won this victory.
Huo Jixing rested for a while, supported his weak body and walked towards Baloric, picking up two perfect ice weapons from the broken flesh and blood.
Suddenly, he felt a biting chill in his palms.
There are rumors in the Freljord that only Iceborn warriors can endure the bone-breaking cold and use it on the battlefield.
But for Huo Jixing, the coldness in Zhenbing was still manageable.
I saw the fire of Nanli filling the palm of my hand, suppressing the bone-chilling cold, revealing the carefully crafted blue scimitar.
The blade is sharp and looks like blue crystal, very beautiful.
The handle of the knife is carefully crafted and feels comfortable to hold, while the end is engraved with exquisite patterns.
It’s a crow with its wings spread!
Huo Jixing reached out and brushed the scimitar, a flash of blue light flashed, and an icy air emerged.
At the same time, the data panel in his pupils felt a sense of hunger, and he wanted to disintegrate the two ice weapons in his hands.
“Now is not the time.”
Huo Jixing suppressed his inner thoughts and turned towards the tragic battlefield that was not over yet.
"Noxus!"
"Noxus!"
"Noxus!"
Nearly on Hojistar The battle with Baloric comes to an end.
Sheruba, Eric and others let out low roars, awakening the bloody spirit of the remaining Noxians, and launched a counterattack against the Crow Clan warriors who had been suppressing them.
On the other side, the warriors of the Toothcrow clan, who looked like black clouds, still wanted to take one last bite of flesh and blood before leaving.
But the rapid arrival of Huo Jixing directly changed the situation of the war, causing a warrior of the Famous Tooth Crow Clan to look panicked and flee.
The death of Baloric not only brought Huojixing's victory, but also dealt a devastating blow to the proud momentum of the Toothed Crow clan.
“Captain of ten!”
Huo Jixing noticed someone approaching, turned around and saw Heini, a sword boy covered in blood and holding a rune weapon.
“Not bad!”
Allowing Heini to support his weak body, Huo Jixing touched his head, only to find that it was already stained with sticky blood.
The sword boy Heini was lucky enough to survive with the help of rune weapons.
But others are not so lucky.
Huo Jixing looked at the battlefield in front of him. The warriors of the Teeth Crow Clan were escaping, and the Noxian scouts were chasing them one after another, leaving behind cold corpses in the shadow of swords and swords.
And some of these corpses covered in the snow belong to Noxian scouts.
Bueno, an extremely outstanding Noxian soldier who had left a deep impression on Huo Jixing, was lying in the cold snow.
The stern face showed the generosity of going to death, and the long knife he used was discarded by his side, soaked in bright red.
Shield guard Tulio, the black shield in his hand that was used to resist the charge of the warriors of the Teeth Crow Clan, has been completely broken.
His round face and strong body were covered with knife marks, but the flesh and blood of a warrior from the Teeth Crow Clan remained in his mouth.
Moore, the Noxian scout who had a good relationship with Huo Jixing, leaned on the vehicle, his neck was almost broken, and his body was stained red by the blood sprayed.
His eyes fell on the south, as if looking at something, and he did not close his eyes before he died.
"Huh!" Huo Jixing took a deep breath and sorted out his emotions.
Looking into the distance again, I saw Sharuba and others returning.
Although their armors were broken and scarred, their eyes were still full of bloodlust. Their faces looked extremely hideous under the baptism of blood and snowflakes.
"Ox"
Huo Jixing's eyes fell behind the tauren Hege. The face of the war stonemason Oaks was unusually pale, and his left arm was broken at the shoulder level. Bloody robes were hurriedly wrapped.
“It’s okay, it’s good if I can survive!”
Oaks looked at the corpse of the Noxian scout on the battlefield with a gloomy expression.
"Xiaruba, find a place to bury them." Huo Jixing also looked gloomy, and then gave instructions.
In a foreign country, he could not do more. It was good to have a tomb to bury him in.
The remaining Noxian scouts finished handling the battlefield silently, and walked away carrying the bodies of Bueno and others.
In a snowy field far away from the battlefield, we worked together to dig a grave and bury them.
Huo Jixing looked back at the grave mound that was gradually covered by the wind and snow, obscuring the traces of Bueno and the others. Perhaps the people who survived would think of them in their memories.
Before leaving, he once again looked at the extinguishing flame battlefield in the distance, discarding his sadness.
The Teethcrow clan was simply defeated, and the clan warriors who fled the battlefield would bring their news to the Winter's Claw clan.
So Huo Jixing knew that his group would continue to flee in the snow.
Facing the wind and snow, he led the remaining Noxian scouts, dragging their scarred bodies, and fled into the snow.
In a dark cave.
The bonfire was lit, and the hot fireworks danced, melting the chill.
After losing Moore as the chef, Huo Jixing took matters into his own hands and made a delicious broth dinner. Most of the ingredients were trophies from the harvest.
After everyone had a simple meal, they all began to close their eyes and rest to regain their strength.
Huo Jixing started vigil alone.
Although his body is relatively weak, he still possesses the strength to easily withstand the late-night freezing temperatures of the Freljord.
At the same time, this is his order, and it is also a space to be alone for himself.
Outside the gravel cave, the biting cold wind blows in the face in the middle of the night. The scattered snowflakes are much smaller, and the dim stars in the sky can be seen.
Huo Jixing chose a sheltered place, first looked at the surrounding environment, and then took out the trophies he had harvested -
Two azure blue ice-perfect scimitars.
The moment the Zhenbing weapon appeared, the howling cold wind seemed to freeze, and the snowflakes also slowed down.
【Do you want to decompose the Zhenbing weapon? 】
A familiar prompt sounded in his ears. Huo Jixing looked at the data panel floating on his pupils, and a stream of dark green data appeared.
【Decompose! 】
【Congratulations to the host, the decomposition was successful and the essence*70 was obtained! 】
"Hey, there are actually 70 points? Is that a lot?"
Hearing the final system prompt, Huo Jixing frowned and looked surprised.
The amount of essence obtained this time far exceeds the previous total. It seems that the quality of Zhenbing weapons is not low among rune weapons.
It is truly a Freljord-specific item.
He also thought that if the essence was not enough, he was going to disintegrate the rune weapon of the sword boy Heini.
Then he unfolded the data panel.
[Name: Huo Jixing (weak)]
[Essence: 75]
[Strength: 2.09 (-0.30)]
[Physique :2.10 (-0.38)】
[Agility: 2.38 (-0.32)]
[Spirit: 3.88 (+0.08)]
[Skills: Advanced warrior, survival in the wild, introspection of oneself, photographic memory]
[Talent: Suzaku: Fire of Nanli, Red Fire Eyes]
“75 points of essence, enough!”
Huo Jixing looked at the data panel. He had become accustomed to the state after being depleted of energy and blood. His eyes fell on the essence and he murmured in a low voice.
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