Chapter 103: The sub-dragon hound boils over and fills the sky
It snows in the cold winter.
The falling snowflakes are like feathers falling from the sky, decorating the castle in front of you.
The glazed tiles on the dome reflect the bright light and reflect the snowflakes.
Looking from a distance, the majestic castle in front of you blends luxury and elegance, highlighting the identity and outstanding status of the owner of the castle.
It is far from comparable to those mud wooden houses in the slums.
Huo Jixing looked at the leaving imperial guards and began to look at the blood token in his hand with a somewhat surprised expression.
He did not expect that even in the Immortal Fortress, the blood token given by Darius would be extremely useful.
After he showed the red token, he passed through the sentries in every area along the road very smoothly and arrived safely in front of Baron Calvin's mansion.
【Suzaku·Red Eyes with Fire Eyes】
The red-golden light filled his pupils. Huo Jixing looked at the castle in front of him and saw the mist and dusk clouds in the sky above.
"Are there so many people?"
He looked surprised and looked at the many clouds in his field of vision, the number of which was about two hundred.
Looking at the color and size of the clouds, in addition to the servants, there are also many elite private soldiers of the nobles in the castle.
“Who?”
Seeing Huo Jixing staying in place and not leaving for a long time, the armored noble private soldiers in front of the mansion shouted loudly.
Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly, acting confused. He wanted to step forward to explain, but was stopped.
"Stop, this is Baron Calvin's private residence!"
The four noble private soldiers in front of the residence looked at each other, and three of them stepped forward and took out the trousers hanging from their waists. The sharp sword is ready to forcefully expel Huo Jixing.
"No approach without invitation. Please leave now."
Huo Jixing opened his arms to show that he was innocent, and also signaled the noble private soldiers not to approach him.
Perhaps Huo Jixing's show of weakness made the three noble private soldiers in front of him push further.
They looked indifferent and walked over with a tough attitude.
As the noble private soldiers of Baron Calvin, and guarding in front of the mansion, they have seen all kinds of different characters.
They vaguely guessed the identity of the person in front of them.
They should be legionnaires who have made military exploits. They will be commended and given the opportunity to enter the Immortal Fortress. Their future positions will be in the area of city guards.
Otherwise, the patrolling imperial guards would not let him enter the noble area.
Just when they were about to tease Huo Jixing and teach him a lesson, a sudden change occurred in front of them.
Clang!
A sharp cold light suddenly appeared, stinging their eyes.
It made them instantly frightened and quickly retreated.
Draw the knife.
Step forward.
Swing the knife.
Continuous movements, done in one go, without any sloppiness.
Huo Jixing's expression was cold, and he gently waved the long knife in his hand, and at lightning speed, he slashed across the necks of the three noble private soldiers.
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh!"
The noble private soldiers stretched out their hands to cover their necks and looked at the handsome young man in front of them in panic. At the extreme speed, the blade was too sharp. , and did not cause them any pain.
But they clearly felt that death was coming.
Huo Jixing walked over and pushed down the body of the noble private soldier.
Then he looked at the last noble private soldier in front of the door whose expression suddenly changed. He swung his right foot and kicked up the fallen sword in front of him.
Poof!
The sword soared into the air.
Like an arrow from a string, it accurately pierced the neck of the noble private soldier in front of the door, stopping him from shouting.
At the same time, he was nailed to the ornate iron door.
Huo Jixing looked at the castle under the wind and snow, his red eyes flashed, he chuckled softly, and pushed the door open.
Interior of the castle.
The corridor is paved with blue-gray stone slabs and extends in both directions. You can see greenery on the surrounding walls and some colorful flowers.
There is a rockery in the corner. Even if winter comes, there is still gurgling water, adding to the liveliness of the castle.
Huo Jixing walked along the corridor, his steps silent, as if he was about to sneak into the castle.
But after taking only a few steps, he stopped.
Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
Messy and dense footsteps sounded, coming from all directions, like a billowing wave of steel, surrounding the corridor area.
“Tsk, the infiltration failed.”
Huo Jixing shrugged his shoulders, moved his right foot backwards, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and the sharp blade was erected in front of his eyes, facing the surging The noble private soldiers came.
He was wearing dark gray steel armor and a linen cloak, and the sharp spear in his hand glowed with a pale cold light.
Their equipment far exceeds the limitations of noble private soldiers, and is comparable to the elite battle groups of Noxus.
There is also the crossbow seen in the slums before.
Of the more than a hundred noble private soldiers in front of them, one of the three was holding a crossbow in a semicircle, aiming at Huo Jixing.
The remaining noble private soldiers grasped the standard spears and shields and quickly completed the formation.
"Well-trained, tall and strong, and there are so many of them!"
Huo Jixing looked at the private soldiers of the nobles who were still surging in front of him, his expression was extremely surprised, and then he realized something.
He recalled that in his past life, Swain and Darius, after establishing the Trifali Council, began to suppress many nobles in the empire in an almost cruel way.
A mere baron can raise hundreds of noble private soldiers.
What about the other great nobles in the empire?
There are also their fiefdoms, as well as completely independent taxation and trade. Does the empire exist because of them, or do they exist because of the empire?
Just when Huo Jixing's thoughts emerged.
The steel wave began to surge in front of me, and the rising waves were steel crossbow arrows with barbs.
The laws of the Noxus Empire stipulate that anyone who breaks into a noble's mansion without permission can be directly executed.
They fired their crossbows without hesitation, raised their spears, and charged towards Huo Jixing. Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!
Under the scattered snowflakes, a brilliant sword light suddenly appeared.
Huo Jixing kicked the ground with his right foot, grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and swung the long knife with all his strength, displaying his Conquering Blade skills to the fullest.
For a moment, the bright and pale sword light moved around him, and the water couldn't get in.
The crossbow arrows approaching in front of him were like broken branches, falling all over the ground, paving a road of steel.
Accompany Huo Jixing's progress.
The sword light became more and more fierce, and the range gradually expanded, covering the noble private soldiers holding standard spears and shields in front of them.
Pfft! Poof! Poof!
The strong shield shattered and the sharp spear flew away.
Under the light snow in the cold winter, streaks of bright red blood decorate the noble castle, adding an icy color to the lush greenery.
Those who can become noble private soldiers are not too weak in skills.
But facing Huo Jixing, these noble private soldiers belonging to Baron Calvin were like weak children, no match at all.
If it weren’t for the interference of crossbows and the restrictions of the military formation, they would not be able to stop Huo Jixing’s killing pace.
Clang! Sonorous! Sonorous!
The long knife and the gun body clashed.
While fighting for their lives, the private soldiers of the nobles looked fierce, and even if the swords came to their bodies, they would thrust out their spears.
Facing the thrusting spear.
Huo Jixing half-bowed his waist backwards, placed his left hand on the ground, and held the long knife tightly in his right hand. He used his waist to exert force, and instantly burst out with tremendous strength.
Then the sharp blade knocked off the spear, cutting off the legs of the noble private soldier.
Pfft!
Miserable howls sounded, and red blood sprayed out.
Huo Jixing had no scruples, bathed in the overflowing blood, and immediately strode forward, with a wild attitude, repelling the military formation in front of him.
“This is the feeling of killing!”
He looked around at the private soldiers of the nobles who were afraid to step forward, enjoying the endless burning feeling in his body.
No amount of practice can compare to real killing.
Not only can you exercise your courage, but you can also improve your reaction speed and make timely adjustments to any changes in the battlefield.
Forecourt of the castle.
The array of noble private soldiers belonging to Baron Calvin began to appear in chaos.
Huo Jixing stepped on his feet and struck repeatedly, smashing through the array of spears like a broken bamboo.
His figure bathed in blood was like a demon returning from hell, and he quickly rushed behind with a crossbow in hand. The private soldiers of the nobles approached.
The disorganized crossbow could no longer cause trouble to Huo Jixing.
He looked at the aristocratic private soldiers who looked flustered, abandoned their crossbows and held swords, and his eyes became colder and colder.
The killings in the slums before coming made him think that those noble private soldiers were just special cases.
But now the performance of these soldiers in front of me has completely confirmed my guess. The long-term wealthy life has made them lose the blood of soldiers.
In front of the gorgeous room at the back of the castle.
The old butler with gray temples took out a white handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then bent down and spoke softly.
"Lord Baron, something happened, someone broke into the castle."
Wow!
The lights turned on in the dim room, and a few clear voices of women complained.
"According to the laws of the empire, just deal with it directly." A lazy voice sounded, with a hint of annoyance in his tone.
"Well, the intruder is not weak." The old housekeeper thought about the killing scene he just saw and said in a thoughtful tone.
"Why don't you, Lord Baron, go to the secret room first?"
Creak!
The exquisite wooden door opens from the inside, and a warm breath flows out of the room.
A middle-aged blond man wearing brocade clothes and a fox fur cloak appeared in front of the old housekeeper with a majestic expression.
I saw that he was tall and tall, with a handsome face and blue eyes that were like gems, glowing.
It can be seen that when he was young, he was definitely a suave and outstanding young man.
“Where are the Imperial Guards?”
Baron Calvin, who was always in a distinguished position, heard the roaring sound of killing coming from the front yard, his brows were raised and his eyes were cold.
"The summons has been sent and we are on our way!" The old butler lowered his head and spoke.
"A bit slow!" Baron Calvin looked at the falling snowflakes outside, thoughtfully, and then walked out of the room.
"Then go and see who dares to ignore the laws of the empire and break into my castle!"
Wow! Wow! Wow!
Behind Baron Calvin, a dog barked.
Two giant black dogs as big as calves ran out of the room, following closely behind Baron Calvin.
These two giant dogs have beautiful lines and strong muscles, covered with black scales, and their sharp claws are as sharp as razors.
Especially the tail with ferocious barbs, which just swings unintentionally, leaving tiny traces in the air.
The old butler kept up with Baron Calvin, but his eyes were carefully watching the two giant dogs beside him, for fear of biting him.
The Yaron Hound is rumored to be a distant relative of the dragon.
Living in the north of the Noxus capital, it is extremely ferocious and a pure carnivore.
Noxian nobles favored using them to guard homes or simply as expensive (but dangerous) pets.
Owning one or more Yaron dogs is a symbol of wealth and power.
(End of this chapter)