Nanxi is an Ionian who grew up on the seashore of Talu Bay and was born with the magic of manipulating the flow of water.

However, now that Noxus is coming to attack Ionia, the enemy's warships will land in the Bay of Taru.

This is not the first time.

One night thirteen years ago, Nanxi couldn't wait for Yimai, who went out to sea to fish, but waited for the stubborn Noxian soldiers.

Ibu told him to take refuge in the tank and not move, he used his magic to breathe through the bubbles in the water, and his ears could hear the faint sounds coming from afar while he was filled with water.

He hears the incomprehensible arguments between Ibu and the Noxians, as well as Iba's cries and screams before she dies.

The Noxians did not find Nanxi who was hiding, but they killed all of his Imaibai.

So now Nanxi has joined the rebels, just to drive the Noxians out of the land like they did ten years ago.

Like him, there were thousands of warriors who had been left behind in Talu Bay, who had evacuated all the original inhabitants of the fishing village who could evacuate them, and the rest had joined them.

There were some black spots in the skyline, and it was the Noxus fleet heading for Talu Bay.

The sound of a horn blowing from a shell echoed throughout the docks, and the thousands of rebels standing on the beach immediately dispersed and hid behind the reef to prepare for an ambush.

Soon, only Nanxi and the rest of the dozens of people were left on the dock, these are some of the best people in the water, and the most important blocking mission will be in charge of these dozens of people.

Nanxi nodded to the dozens of shirtless comrades behind him, and jumped off the rotten dock first, and one of them plunged into the sea.

Just entered the sea, the water temperature is not cold, Nanxi is like a fish entering the water, shaking his ankles a few times in the sea and swimming a few meters away, in case he is smashed by later people.

Then he heard the sound of the water being plopped, like pouring the cut fish into a boiling hot pan.

He opened his eyes, the brackish sea would damage his eyesight, but that didn't matter anymore. He wanted to see more pink corals, swim all kinds of fish, and remember the unique beauty of his hometown.

The water is so clear that the seabed is covered with huge red coral forests, and if you look down at the bottom of the sea from a small boat, you will feel as if you are sailing above the mangroves.

It was a beautiful landscape that he was willing to sacrifice to protect, and now he had to destroy it with his own hands—the blood of his enemies would stain the seas, and their corpses and the wreckage of their ships would rest on the seabed.

Nanxi floated to the surface of the sea, revealing only one head, and the warriors who had jumped into the sea with him also floated, panting and looking at him.

After confirming that everyone could hear their voices, Nanxi patted the surface of the water and slowly took out something tightly wrapped in wax seal and leather from the leather bag tied around his waist.

A fist-sized black crystal with a very unstable and manic energy.

The rest of the dozens of people also took out a piece of black crystal, but it was not as big as the one in Nanxi's hand.

"It's not wet, Flame Stone." Nanxi as a demonstration, gently shook the crystal.

An orange flame flashed through the center of the crystal, like an ember stirred up.

"No problem."

"Okay!"

The others shook the black crystal in their hands, and most of them did not soak in the flame stone in their hands.

But there are always exceptions.

"I'm sorry, my flame stone doesn't light up." A young man who was about the same age as Nanxi said with a guilty face.

No matter how hard he shook the flame stone in his hand, it would not glow orange, which was the only criterion used to determine if the flame stone could still be used.

"Hey, you let go of a Noxus battleship, what a loss." An old fisherman with a scruffy beard laughed dryly.

The young man's face immediately turned red, as blood-red as the red coral below.

"Old Mo! Don't laugh at him, there's no way around it. Nanxi directly picked up a handful of seawater and splashed it on Lao Mo's face, he was still grinning at this time, and he was immediately choked on a mouthful of seawater.

But the other party is not angry, after all, this is the last moment of life.

"Everything is arranged by all souls, give me the water-soaked flame stone, and then hurry ashore." Nanxi looked at the young man, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

The same age, the same experience, but at the last moment of fate, went to a different fork in the road.

"I immediately went to the village, got a harpoon or a hoe, and went back to the beach. If I can't be an ambush soldier at the bottom of the sea, I will be on the shore, and I will never be a deserter anyway! ”

The young man put the scrapped crystal in Nanxi's hand, promised him a promise, and then swam decisively towards the shore.

Nanxi looked at his swimming posture, and his lips twitched a few times, as if he had said something very heavy.

Don't come back? Or do you want to live well for me?

Only the sea knows.

Nanxi re-wrapped the flame stone in the leather that had been released, and turned her head to look at the sea in the distance.

In just a few minutes, Noxus's warships have changed from the size of a sesame seed in their field of vision to the size of a millstone, and in about ten minutes, these warships will be docked, and Nanxi must hurry up and swim to the mission location, they must not fail.

He gestured, and dozens of warriors took in enough oxygen and swam towards the dense coral thickets in the sea, following closely behind Nanxi, who took the lead.

Less than a kilometer away from the enemy ship, everyone scattered and found a piece of coral to hide.

Because the water here is so clear, if you don't find good cover, you will find at a glance that those Nanxi will not be able to catch the enemy by surprise.

When the enemy ship was only five hundred meters away from them, they pulled out the crystals one after another, and some of them had already begun to activate their potential to activate the crystals.

Nanxi was not in a hurry to awaken the manic flame energy in the crystal, because his magical talent was much better than everyone present, and others needed a minute of guided magic, which he could complete in a few seconds.

He looked through the cracks in the corals, through the clear waters, at the behemoths that were about to sail over his head.

The enemy's warships are large and small, divided into small frigates and large warships.

The frontmost frigate is like a ship from a previous era, and the scars on its body have indeed witnessed the baptism of time.

From the sharp iron tip at the bow of the bow statue to the creaking walls of the stern building, the scars left by decades of service are like spider webs all over the body.

Rao is layman like Nanxi can also see that this frigate is about to reach the brink of scrapping, and it will soon be the same as the water-soaked flame stone in his hand.