he came from the void

His figure swelled rapidly, his limbs were full of strength, and he easily pushed Renekton away who forced him to retreat.The sand on the ground rose into the air and swirled around it, forming a violent sandstorm that could easily crush even a skeleton.The wounds and armor on his body were restored by magic, and there was a bright golden light flowing.

He stood up, towering horribly, almost reaching the ceiling of the tomb.

Rexai looked at him in a daze, as if he remembered his proper posture under the demonstration of Nasus.

His body glowed with emerald-colored twilight, and the scorching light flowed through his body along the forked veins, and his body gradually became tall and straight, catching up to the huge Nasus.The long-forgotten magic overflowed in his body, the wounded hand twisted and returned to its position along the fascia, the reconstructed skin could not see the scars, and the scales were tightly attached to the epidermis, exuding sparkling vitality.

Even the jaundiced eyes burned with a nova light, clearing what had been clouded by madness.

Nasus looked at those eyes, and a familiar feeling rose in his heart. He called Renekton's name with hope, but in exchange for his merciless attack.

"Traitor! Must die!"

It swung the crescent knife and ax alternately with its left and right hands, then clenched both hands at the same time, and slashed down towards Nasus.With Xerath's triumphant laughter, the two gods fought again.

The two ascendants exerted all their strength, and the tomb shook violently, crumbling under the aftermath of the battle.The mausoleum couldn't bear the huge impact, but luckily Ryze had already formed a teleportation array.

The inscription bloomed with blue light, enveloping the two gods, and Ryze also jumped into the teleportation array, looking at Xerath in midair.

With a burst of flashes, all the people in the teleportation array disappeared into light, and the entire tomb suddenly became empty and silent.

Looking at the empty ground, Xerath sensed the remaining arcane energy in the air, snorted coldly, and the fire spirits in his body fought.

"Stupid mortals, how dare you provoke the incarnation of magic." After speaking to himself, he flew away towards the exit.

Then, on the originally empty battlefield, three figures appeared out of thin air.

Chapter 582 Emperor's Tomb

With the light of the teleportation array and the movement of the battle, the three of them hid in the gap between the world without anyone noticing. Xerath didn't notice the whereabouts of the three at all, maybe thought they left the tomb with the teleportation array.

Appearing from nothing, Kahn and Kai'Sa hugged Sivir, who was unable to stand still.As she fled into the void, she watched Nasus and Renekton's big feet trample on her several times.Seeing such a big scene with his own eyes, it's no wonder his feet are soft.

"They shouldn't notice what's going on inside if they're playing outside, let's go, let's go find Azir now."

Looking at the wide open tomb door, Kahn took off his armor and walked deep into the tomb.For the time being, I will go to see the emperor as an ordinary person.

The interior of the mausoleum had been destroyed in the battle between Renekton and Xerath. It was hard to see the original shape. Large stone bricks were piled up on the ground, leaving only a winding path for them.

Yes, when Renekton was imprisoned together with Xerath in the Emperor's Tomb, he fought against him for hundreds of years, before being influenced by Xerath's evil words.

Along this road, the three of them led the way to the depths of the tomb.Don't worry about any mechanism curses, if there are any, they have already been triggered by the god warriors.

But here, they still didn't see a soldier guard made of dust, let alone the legendary last emperor Azir.

"Where are the Azirs?" Sivir became suspicious and looked around.

"It should be reborn, but it hasn't condensed into an entity, maybe it's watching us somewhere."

After listening to Kahn's words and looking again, Sivir began to feel that the dust was floating like ghosts, and it looked like ghosts everywhere...

"This place is full of sand, where can I find it?"

"You don't have to look for it. He came back to look for you by himself. You only need to make a little sacrifice." Kahn's voice came from behind. Just as Sivir felt something was wrong, he felt the sting of a sharp object entering his body from behind.

"You!" She fell to the ground suddenly, looking at Kahn holding a bloody dagger in her hand, it was hard to accept that she was stabbed in the back.

But what was even worse was that her void skin armor was completely uncontrollable, no matter how much she wanted the skin armor to expand and wrap the wound, it would not be moved.

She realized that Karn was manipulating her armor, preventing her from repairing the wound, and wanted her dead!

"Why did you do this..." Lying in a pool of blood, Sivir's wheat-colored face quickly turned pale and bloodless, but she still couldn't understand Kahn's intentions.

Could it be said that the good resurrection of Azir can only be accomplished by sacrificing himself?Or is it all a lie?

"This step is necessary. You must be on the verge of life and death in order to achieve Azir's ascension." Kahn looked at her with clear eyes: "Don't worry, I won't let you die, and neither will Azir. You Go to sleep, wake up and you'll be fine."

After speaking, he silently retreated to the dark place in the corner and merged into the darkness.

"Don't be afraid, Kahn won't lie."

Seeing that Kahn had left, Kaisha knelt down to comfort Sivir, gently removed the hair covering her hot cheeks with her fingers, and then followed Kahn and disappeared into Sivir's sight.

Sivir gritted her teeth and tried to stand up, but a cold powerlessness enveloped her deeply, as if a lump of ice had been placed in her stomach.Sivir knew they were still around because her control over the armor hadn't returned.

"Damn it, I knew you had no good intentions." It seemed that Kahn would not let himself feel better, Sivir reluctantly accepted the fact.

Maybe Kahn didn't lie. If she needs to die, Kahn has ten thousand ways to kill her, why use a dagger?He hadn't stabbed his internal organs yet. It's not like he would make such a low-level mistake, but he did it on purpose.

In addition, Chalikar did not activate, which also shows from the side that Kahn's behavior did not pose a real threat to her life.

Damn it, if that's the case, why hasn't Azir come out to save her? !

While she was thinking wildly, the blood was still bleeding from the wound, and her consciousness became more and more blurred...

……

"It turns out that your plan was to put Sivir to death and survive, so why didn't you explain it to her face to face."

In the corner of the tomb, Kai'Sa silently looked at Sivir, still worried in her heart.

Only when Sivir was infinitely close to death, Azir's selfless act was enough to move the will in the dark, allowing him to continue to complete the ascension, recast the body, and obtain the power he deserved.

"Do you think she will cooperate after talking to her? This scene will be played for Azir."

The voice of the conversation fell silent again, Kahn stared at Sivir intently, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.

They held their breath, and saw a person staggering and limping into the field of vision, and stopped after encountering the unconscious Sivir.

With his back facing Kahn and the others, his whole body was wrapped in yellow cloth strips, looking like a gorgeously dressed mummy with a sense of age.They couldn't see his skin or his features, just a few braids of pendant hair falling down his back.

Through void vision, Karn could see that this man was not alive, but a body of sand held together by the last sliver of unyielding will.

Obviously, this is Azir.

Azir was stunned when he saw Sivir, he stretched out his bandage-wrapped hand and grabbed a handful of blood-soaked hot yellow sand and placed it in front of his eyes, and gently brushed her pale cheek with his hand, as if this face He remembered something.

Then Azir noticed the vicious knife wound on Sivir's back, immediately picked her up from the ground, and continued to stagger through the twisted tomb.

Azir brought Sivir to the ruins of a temple, and the sunken ground in front of him began to gush out clear fresh water as he approached, and soon filled the basin made of stones.

This spring water is unusual, and the extremely powerful life force is what Kahn has seen in his life.I saw Azir gently soaking Sivir in the healing spring water, her long hair scattered with the water waves, and the blood stains disappeared within half a moment, and the fatal knife wound only left a shallow scar.

But for some reason, Sivir didn't wake up, and Azir didn't ascend.

"What's going on? Did Sivir not be revived?" Kai'Sa asked in a low voice.

Kahn took out a pocket watch, looked at the time, and said calmly, "Wait a minute, it's almost noon."

As the hour hand jumped to the twelve o'clock direction, a slight collapse suddenly appeared above the tomb, and a beam of sunlight shot into the gray tomb along with the hot yellow sand.

This beam of sunlight was refracted by various golden artifacts, making the tomb brighter, and finally shone on a golden sun disc half hidden in the ruins.

Chapter 583 Ascension to the Emperor

The strange thing is that the sunlight is no longer refracted when it hits the sun disk.

The sunlight was absorbed by the sun disc, and as the strange lines lit up with hot golden light one after another, the sun disc became brighter and brighter, just like the burning stars in the universe.All those rays of light converged in one place, and a beam of dazzling light burst out from the center of the sun disc, covering Azir.

Azir was still watching over Sivir by the spring, completely unaware that he had been judged eligible for Ascension for his selfless act of saving future generations.The pillar of flame lifted him into the air and continuously injected strength into him.

Under the stimulation of the external light, Sivir felt as if she was under the scorching sun, the light passed through the blood vessels in the eyelids and burned the iris red.

She opened her eyes, and first found herself soaking in a cool spring water, subconsciously took a sip from the corner of her mouth, and could feel a powerful life energy resisting her body.Then she raised her head to look for the light source, and she couldn't help squinting her eyes due to the strong light. She saw the man who was about to become a god shrouded in light in mid-air.

The rays of light surrounded Azir like a cocoon, and after being transformed by the sun disc, those rays were no longer pure rays of light, but magic from the sun, energy from the astral world.

Long-forgotten magics overflowed his body, energies direct from the sun intensifying his dimensions.Then the light cocoon exploded, and Azir ascended.

Azir was reborn, his body reshaped into what an Ascendant should be, poured into him with the sun's immortal radiance, forged in a majestic eagle-plated exterior.

This armored warrior is clad from head to toe in golden battleplate, with a gemstone as bright as the spring sky set in the center of his chest armor.A tawny dustcloak and straps of crimson cloth trimmed with gold hung from the warrior's shoulder pads carved into the shape of outstretched wings.

His face was hidden behind a beaked helmet, his eyes burning with a pale light like the rising sun.The thick, muscular legs are not human legs, but the anti-arthropods of eagles.In his right hand, he held a huge scepter with a heavy spear point on it, which was shining with golden light.

He opened his arms and landed slowly, the streamers on the gauntlets were as elegant as feathers.

Sivir slowly stood up from the spring water, her flowing long hair soaked with clear drops of water.

One looked down, the other looked up, and the four eyes met. When the prophecy became reality, the heavy history began to condense.

As Azir raised his arm, the toppled stone pillars stood up one after another, and huge bricks also flew back into the air, neatly embedded in the ceiling.Everything around is returning to its original state, and the ruins have once again become a bright temple.

The stone pillars in front of them moved away, and Karn and Kai'Sa were exposed from the darkness, with nowhere to hide, and Azir's sharp eagle eyes immediately spotted them.

"Children of Shurima, why are you here?" Azir spoke a pure old Shurima dialect. The accent sounded heavy to Kahn, but it was orthodox in their time.

"Your Majesty Azir, we have been entrusted by Grand Maester Nasus to help you complete the ascension ceremony." Kahn replied.

Azir sensed that his two patron saints were outside the city, but he didn't know why they were caught in a fierce battle.At the same time, he felt the spirit of the witch spirit in the air he breathed.Who is this witch spirit?Why can't he stop hating it.

He couldn't help but fell into confusion, because he didn't have any memory of these thousands of years.One moment he was still standing on the altar and being admired by all the people, but the next moment he fell to the bottom of the yellow sand, his body completely incomplete.

What Azir wants to ask now is: "Why am I here?"

But immediately, a hateful breath of fear got into his nostrils. It was an external thing that all life hated, and it was a man-made disaster that caused the Ascension Group to decline.

"Lie!" Azir was furious, and immediately pointed the staff blade at the two of them, golden light shot out from the tip, emitting a furious wave, so bright that people couldn't look directly at it.

"You carry the forbidden power of Icacia!"

With a wave of Azir's hand, desert warriors rose from the dunes, wearing armor similar to their master's, but those were made entirely of sand.They marched in perfect synchronization unmatched by any mortal, holding spears in hand to surround the two of them in a corner.The blades on the guns were shining with crystal embellishments, mixed with the wavy sand on their bodies, exuding a terrifying and chilling aura.

The sudden change made Kahn choke back his prepared lines, and he and Kai'Sa looked at each other, momentarily at a loss.

Kahn didn't know how Azir discovered their secret, maybe the Ascended who had experienced that war were particularly sensitive to the breath of the void.Although Azir was born hundreds of years after the war, he also learned the horror of the void from others.

"This doesn't conflict with us coming to save you, now it's your turn to save Shurima." Kahn replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"The mighty Shurima still needs me to save? Now that I have been promoted to the Ascended Emperor, it won't take much effort to kill both of you first."

Azir didn't believe Kahn's words. Although everything around him told him that the Dawn Oasis had undergone drastic changes, his unconditional trust in Shurima still made him reject this absurd idea unless he saw it with his own eyes.

The tip of the sand soldier's spear kept approaching, Kai'Sa frowned, and turned her gaze to Sivir.

"Say something, Sivir, just watch us get killed like this?"

Sivir remained silent, and Kahn backstabbed her not long ago. Although he said after the stabbing that this was a necessary part of resurrecting Azir, it still made her feel resentful.She may never trust Kahn again in her life.

If she remained silent, she might be able to see Azir kill the two of them.But would Kahn allow the soldiers to stab him to death?I'm afraid not.He would cover her with void armor, transform her into a void monster in front of Azir, and force her to join the line, so that Azir would either let them go or kill them all.

After thinking about it, Kahn still held her own handle, so she had no choice but to come forward.

"Leave them alone, they are with me." Sivir said, feeling inexplicably tired.

Azir glanced at her, waved his hand, and the soldiers turned into a mess of loose sand.After his ascension, his main ability is to control the yellow sand, and this ability will give him the home field advantage in the desert.

He turned around and faced Sivir, standing on the stone steps and looking down majestically.

"Your name is Sivir?"

Chapter 584 Unforgivable

"It doesn't matter what my name is. The important thing is that Nasus is fighting one against two outside, and you have to help him." Sivir replied.

"Who's the other one?" Azir was quite close to this descendant who had saved him.

"Zeras."

"Xerath..." Azir repeated the name in his mouth, there was no anger, no hatred, only doubts.

He knew very well who Xerath was, and he couldn't be more familiar with it. This was his childhood playmate, right-hand minister, and even a brother with a different surname. What he wondered was, how could such a person stand on the opposite side of Nasus? As incredible as Renekton did to Nasus.

What the hell is going on in the outside world?

"Your Majesty Azir, you don't know. Although you completed the ascension ceremony and became the Ascension Emperor, it took 500 years to complete it. Outside, Shurima is no longer what it used to be."

"Why are you talking so implicitly?" Sivir pouted and said, "Shurima is dead, not long after you were pushed from the altar."

"How is this possible? Even Icacia's monsters failed to destroy the powerful dynasty, how could it be possible that I will..."

Sivir interrupted Azir mercilessly: "You can go outside and see for yourself."

Azir wasn't angry, what he had was just an extremely eager mood to find out the truth.

His pale eyes shone with icy fire, and as he swung his cane, waves of deadly heat filled the air.Dust blows with the wind, creating images of the past, echoes of Shurima's physical form.

Azir brought out the history, and a miniature dawn oasis rose from the ground and took shape in front of everyone. The time just happened to be the moment when Azir held the ascension ceremony for himself.

He walked on the avenue leading to the altar, followed by an honor guard of [-] elite soldiers, and cheers from the crowd resounded throughout the city.In the past, Nasus and Renekton also walked on this avenue, and were turned into gods under the eyes of everyone.

Azir's scepter struck a lonely tone, the dust regrouped again, and the time came to the moment before he lost consciousness.