LOL: Kaisa's correct evolution manual

Shurima Desert, ancient city of Vekaura.

Compared to other ancient capitals buried in the yellow sand, Vikaula is obviously much luckier.

The former imperial capital of Shurima disappeared along with the ascension ceremony, and most of the ancient cities near the center of the desert were also destroyed in the subsequent Darkin War.

Only Vikaula, located in a remote area, has been fortunately preserved.

Moreover, after thousands of years of human migration and development, this once ancient city has become a well-known big city in the Shurima Desert.

Under the sunlight, the streets in the city appear particularly prosperous, like a golden ribbon. The various pedestrians and shop signs complement each other, giving the entire street a layer of bright color.

In an attic at the end of the street, Xerath completely hid his arcane energy body under a black robe, wrapping his entire body tightly. Only a flash of blue light flashed from time to time under the brim of his hat, proving Xerath's extraordinaryness.

The hawking sounds and noisy chatter on the street reached Zerath's ears through the doors and windows. There was no impatience or disgust on Zerath's face, but instead it was full of intoxication.

An expression of enjoyment appeared on that slightly ferocious face.

He was enjoying the sound that he had not heard for thousands of years, and the freedom that he had not heard for thousands of years.

He broke out of the seal of the tomb and gained the freedom he longed for.

No one can stop him... No one!

Thinking of Renekton, who rushed into the tomb with him and sacrificed himself to seal him, Xerath felt happy.

It turns out that even a powerful Ascendant cannot resist the invasion of dark sorcery. Over time, Renekton's mind began to weaken, giving Xerath an opportunity to take advantage.

He twisted Renekton's mind with vicious lies and illusions, and instilled hatred towards Nasus into his mind. In the story woven by Xerath, the treacherous Nasus abandoned his brother for a long, long time.

So, when the seal of the tomb was broken, the beast that had lost its mind rushed into the vast desert.

Xerath knew that Nasus, the Shuriman sage, was not dead. He would be found by Renekton and forced to make a painful decision.

When he thought of the cruel scene of brothers killing each other, Zerath felt a burst of joy in his twisted heart.

He really wanted to know, what kind of decision would this recognized wise man of Shurima make when facing his most beloved brother, the brother who would rather die than not hold him in his arms and step onto the stairs of the ascension ceremony?

Should he kill his own brother for the sake of justice, or should he try to use love to influence Renekton, who has become a beast?

In other words...seal Renekton again like he was sealed in the first place.

Xerath was looking forward to that scene happening.

Thinking of this, he focused his gaze out the window and looked into the distance.

Now, he has more important things to do, and he has to focus all his attention on Azir!

He wanted to kill this former best friend once and for all and get true relief!

Although Xerath knew in his heart that he might not be Azir's opponent now, he never thought of completely defeating or even killing Azir now.

He must find ways to cut off Azir's bloodline!

The poor girl who helped Azir to be resurrected, Xerath could sense that the blood power belonging to Azir was getting closer and closer.

“Hehehehe… Feel the baptism of magic!”

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Although far away from the city that had reappeared in the world, Shiver's face still showed the relief of surviving the disaster and the uncertainty and confusion.

In her mind, she was already dead.

She and her subordinates died in that tomb.

But why when she woke up, she found only a shallow scar on her back?

Xiweier felt that this was related to the ancient capital and the resurrection of the Desert Emperor, but she did not dare to go back to find out.

Such a shocking scene made Sivir instinctively want to escape.

And even though she was far away from the ancient capital, Shiver could still feel that there seemed to be a ray of light focused on her.

This line of sight has been following her and watching her!

After experiencing the resurrection from the dead, Sivir felt that nothing that happened in this desert would seem strange. She no longer cared whether there was anyone following her.

The most urgent task now is to get to Vikaola as soon as possible!

There is an old foundry master there...who might be able to answer her questions!

Thinking of this, Xiweier subconsciously quickened her pace.

The gaze that Sivir felt obviously came from Azir. He seemed to have made up his mind to silently protect the daughter of Shurima.

When Azir discovered an unusually familiar aura in the direction where Sivir was heading, he subconsciously clenched his fists.

really,

He was not wrong!

The relationship between him and Xerath was once so close that Azir can now even guess what is in Xerath's mind.

Of course, to be more precise, it is to return to one's old business.

Many years later, Azir finally realized why none of his brothers or sisters could grow up healthily after he was made the crown prince by his father.

In the end, perhaps many brothers died at the hands of Xerath.

Until that day, the cruel Xerath set his sights on the Queen of Shurima.

Under Xerath's manipulation, the Queen of Shurima and her unborn baby were brutally killed.

One after another, lightning arrows streaked across the sky and landed on the queen's bedroom.

And now, Xerath is trying to sever his bloodline.

"Is this direction...Vikkola..."

A faint whisper seemed inconspicuous amid the noise of the wind and sand, and was soon buried in the yellow sand.

"Zhang Xu, if we continue to follow Xiweier, we should arrive at Vikaola tomorrow."

Looking at the map that Kassa pointed at, Zhang Xu frowned subconsciously.

Vikaola...

I always feel like something big is going to happen in this place.

It would have been fine if Sivir had headed straight here after leaving the ancient capital, and even Azir had been following Sivir patiently.

This is enough to show that Vikaola is an unusual place.

Unfortunately, Ezreal said he was scared and refused to follow the three of them. Otherwise, he would have someone to ask and at least know what kind of city Vikora is.