章 119: The Sudden Intruder
Upon catching sight of Sivir, Xiao Mu Yu realized she had also spotted him.
"Ah? Mr. Mu Yu?" she exclaimed, a look of surprise illuminating her face. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon."
However, just as she greeted him, Sivir paused, glancing at the Lux who stood behind Xiao Mu Yu, her expression filled with confusion. "Um... Have you two grown so close that you can't bear to part even while walking?"
Sivir's teasing went unanswered.
As her words faded, a figure in the distance raised a battered sword.
In that moment, time seemed to freeze, and then a fierce gust of wind surged from the far end of the corridor, extinguishing the candle flames along the walls in a synchronized retreat.
A dark shadow sliced through the constraints of space, akin to a meteor breaking through the heavens, as Xiao Mu Yu's body, wielding a long sword that gleamed with a cerulean light, came crashing down with tremendous force.
The sharp wind from the blade whipped through the air, sending the woman's flowing black hair swirling backward, fully revealing her stunning visage.
Sivir's smile faltered, frozen on her face as she instinctively raised her spear.
The slender shaft of the spear crossed in front of her chest, becoming a dividing line between the realms of light and darkness in that fleeting instant.
Sivir stood on one side of this line, her gaze fixed on the figure racing towards her, accompanied by the dazzling blue light that threatened to extinguish all life. She shifted her body to the side, yet in contrast to the sudden surge of cerulean brilliance, her movements appeared painfully slow beneath the flickering candlelight.
The swift sword sliced through the air, colliding with the slender shaft of the spear.
Boom—
A visible shockwave radiated outward in nearly void-like air, the violent force spreading unchecked from the point of contact, causing the woman to tremble slightly, as cracks resembling a spider web erupted from the ground beneath her. Then...
Bang—
The silence of the corridor shattered in an instant!
In that same moment, the woman's lithe waist bent forward sharply, her curvaceous form executing a graceful somersault through the air, narrowly evading the oncoming decayed sword. Her delicate right foot lifted slightly and then struck decisively at the man's icy visage.
Her exquisite foot traced a stunning arc in Xiao Mu Yu's cold gaze, and when it was mere feet away from his face, the sword swung upward at an uncanny angle, forcefully targeting Sivir's heel.
Bang—
Another dull thud echoed as Sivir's left foot swiftly countered, kicking against the ascending blade. In the ensuing shockwave, the woman propelled herself toward the ceiling, lightly tapping the air before retreating from Xiao Mu Yu, swiftly creating a distance of several dozen meters.
Suspended in midair, Sivir had yet to utter a word when the indifferent man, dragging the battered sword behind him, moved with a rustling cloak, shattering the barrier of air in a single stride, covering the distance of several dozen meters in the blink of an eye, appearing almost instantaneously before Sivir.
The tip of the ruined sword lunged directly toward the woman's flat abdomen, its azure brilliance illuminating the surroundings as a sacred breeze erupted from Xiao Mu Yu, causing his tattered cloak to flap violently.
The sword gleamed with the light of the supreme martial technique, the "Whispers of the Wind," inherited from the ancient Wuji Swordplay that had endured for millennia.
In that instant, a flicker of astonishment crossed Sivir's face.
For someone who had once fallen to this very technique, witnessing the man before her replicate it was a source of profound surprise.
Bang—
In the resonating air, Sivir's slender spear once again intercepted the battered blade, yet the immense force transmitted through the spear still sent her flying several dozen meters away.
Swish—
With the sound of insect wings vibrating through the air, the massive cross-shaped boomerang on Sivir's back surged forth as if animated by life itself, slicing through the air and intercepting the man's descending blade, buying her a moment's respite.
However, from the moment he attacked, the cold-faced man was determined to deny Sivir any chance to breathe.
A chilling and malevolent power erupted from the depths of his being, contrasting starkly with the sacred wind swirling around his sword. Yet he wielded this sinister force effortlessly to propel the holy blade.
The sacred breeze intertwined with the dark, malevolent energy, ultimately erupting violently, transforming into a blinding sun that rendered everything in the corridor dim in an instant.
"Thud..."
The frenzied force collided with Sivir's delicate frame; although much of the impact had been absorbed by the shattered boomerang, the residual energy still sent her reeling, blood spilling from her lips.
As she staggered back, the image imprinted on her retina was that of the cold, unyielding man bringing down his sword, and in that moment, Sivir finally recognized the familiar broken blade—the long-lost holy artifact, the "Proof of Kingship"...
...
"Are you... serious?" Nasus's solemn gaze rested on the three before him. "All beings that dare to defy the judgment of the divine will ultimately be obliterated.
"The soldiers of Noxus never waver," Darius proclaimed, as his massive battle axe shattered the air with a resounding whoosh. "There has never been a soldier who surrenders without resistance; such a person cannot rightly be called a soldier!"
"Noxus shall endure for eternity!" Katarina declared, narrowing her eyes with icy resolve. "Even if it is a god, I shall slay him before you!"
Accompanying her declaration was a flurry of flying daggers, as the woman traversed the barriers of space with her slender blade slicing through the air.
The keen edge of the blade traced an enchanting arc, striking fiercely toward Nasus.
Yet, the sharp blade was effortlessly deflected by the towering creature, Nasus, who remained unshaken by the explosive force that failed to even rattle his formidable form.
The colossal battle axe that followed was similarly halted by the green staff, as ripples of disturbance spread through the void. With a casual lift of his right hand, the dog-headed figure brushed aside Katarina's advancing blade as though it were nothing.
"Ha... Three against one? Such tactics are reminiscent of that old lich, Darkwill," Nasus remarked, his expression a blend of indifference and authority. Though his words were intended as mockery, they emerged with the gravitas of a divine decree, devoid of any hint of disdain or insult.
A surge of dark energy erupted into the void, as Urgot, a grotesquely stitched mass resembling a colossal sphere, descended with a heavy thud. Two rusted, oversized cleavers were drawn from its gaping wounds, crashing down toward the towering dog-headed figure.
"Grrr... Big doggy, Urgot loves big doggies!" he cackled maniacally, his mouth agape in gleeful madness, revealing bits of tender flesh caught between his teeth. "May I take a bite?"
In response, a trio of flames erupted.
Nasus deflected Darius's axe and, with a solemn demeanor, raised his staff. The depths of his obsidian eyes radiated a divine authority.
The peculiar flames that erupted from his green staff were unlike the typical crimson fire; instead, they bore a chilling hue reminiscent of ice and snow, predominantly white, interwoven with faint traces of blue and purple.
Though they burned fiercely, they exuded a despairing coldness, evoking a profound sense of sorrow and hopelessness with just a glance.
A sudden instinctive alarm surged within Darius and Katarina, compelling them to retreat without hesitation.
As the "Ghostly Cold Flame" manifested, it spread like a tidal wave, swiftly engulfing the entire corridor. The pale, chilling flames carried a soul-searing power, causing Urgot, caught unawares, to emit a blood-curdling scream.
"Ow! It hurts! It hurts so much!!! Katarina, come save Urgot!" he shrieked, thrashing wildly in the void, ensnared by the searing white flames.
Just as Katarina emerged from the engulfing reach of the "Ghostly Cold Flame," she heard Urgot's anguished cries and clenched her teeth in determination, charging forward without waiting for the pale flames to dissipate.
However, her attempt at rescue was destined to be futile.
Amidst Urgot's cries, a rift silently tore through the void, resembling the gaping maw of a monstrous beast, drawing in all the pale flames.
"Hmm?" Sensing something amiss, Nasus raised his green staff without hesitation, unleashing a torrent of radiant energy toward the rift that had consumed the "Ghostly Cold Flame."
Yet, this brilliant energy collided with an invisible barrier mid-flight, thwarted in its path.
Then, an arm belonging to a puppet emerged from the void, and before Nasus's cold, solemn gaze, a charming toy bear struggled to crawl out from behind the rift.
Curiously tilting its adorable head, the toy bear, with eyes crafted from obsidian buttons, observed its surroundings with wonder.
Then, the toy bear spotted Katarina and Darius, who had retreated to a distance, as well as Urgot hovering nearby, and the towering dog-headed figure wielding the green staff. With a wide grin, it opened its mouth...
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