Kahn's eyes searched around the river, looking for objects that could suppress Zelas' powerful magic.

But unfortunately, I got nothing after a round. I could only rely on myself.

He was quick to learn his wisdom, using void magic to shape crystal wedges, and then inserted them into the energy vortex. These crystals are similar to those tentacles, and they also absorb energy. When multiple wedges are nailed into Zelas' body, the temperature in the center of the vortex dropped effectively.

Then Kahn made his skin nails huge, and his arms swelled as well. He stumbled into the center of the vortex and frantically absorbed the magic of change. As the energy was quickly pulled away, Zeras continued to weaken, and he had no strength to resist Kahn.

The reason why Kahn promised to resurrect Azel in Nathers was also coveted by Zelas who was released with him. If such a pure energy collection was swallowed, it might be less difficult to fight for decades. Although Zelas was strictly considered a failed ascension Bakai, the ascension power in his body was no less than the orthodox ascender. Kahn had been eager for a long time.

That's why he deliberately created this opportunity, which can not only weaken the enemy but also meet his own needs, so he treated it as a trip.

However, when the people above saw that Kahn dragged Zoras into the water for a long time, they began to feel something was wrong. At Azel's gesture, Nathus came to the river to investigate the situation and called Kahn's name.

Just as he couldn't wait to jump, Kasha's head floated out of the water.

"Wait a little longer," she said, "Karn has suppressed Zelas. Now go find something to seal him. Don't let him run away."

Hearing this, Nethers narrowed his eyes and turned to look in the direction of the sun disk. Azir's figure cast a majestic outline against the light. After signaling Azir, the Ascension Emperor gave him a magic stone coffin.

This sarcophagus wrapped in chains was used to seal even the Ascension monster, and it flew out from the depths of the tomb under the control of Azel and landed heavily in front of Nathus.

The sarcophagus was very heavy, and Rekton, whose injuries had recovered most of the time, also approached. The two brothers who had changed back to normal size dragged the sarcophagus to the river bank together, waiting for Kahn to appear.

Not long after, Kahn rushed out of the river with Zelas. He had absorbed enough magic from Zelas. Now the purple light emitted from the textured cracks on his skin nails was deeper, and I don't know what else to change yet.

Zeras, who was absorbed by magic, was a completely smaller than at the beginning. Although the appetite of Void Skin Armor could never be satisfied, if he could stop feeling uncomfortable, he might not be able to give Azer an explanation.

I learned from Kasha that the Ascenators were waiting, Kahn immediately flew upwards with Zelas and landed in front of the two gods. They carried a stone steel twice, while Azer kept a safe distance.

"Void?" Rekton saw Kahn for the first time, instinctively clasped the crescent knife and axe, and his tail was fluttering uneasy.

He had participated in the suppression of Akasia and was one of the few ascenaries who could still maintain their rationality. Perhaps he had chosen to let Nathers lock him in the tomb, which made him not fall into a dark seed like other ascenators who participated in the battle with him and were eventually destroyed.

"Don't be impatient, he is not an enemy, I will explain it to you later." Nathers asked Rekton to remain calm. It was difficult to explain. Now was not the time.

As Kahn handed over Zelas to Nathers, he no longer lost his speech and resisted stubbornly: "You want to use the same trick for me for the second time?"

"This time the seal will only be stronger than the last time, and you can't escape it." Nathers ignored Zelas' accusation and tucked him into the sarcophagus, and tied him up with iron chains for several rounds. The iron chains were spelled, and the effect was even better than Demacia's Forbidden Magic Stone.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Azel approaching. Nathers asked Rekton to pause and did not rush to cover the coffin lid.

Azer stood in front of the sarcophagus, looking at Zelas, who had already turned his back, and cast a complicated look.

Time is too tight, and he still has many things he has not figured out, only knowing that Zelas caused everything. So many old accounts need to be revised, and it cannot be written off in a hurry. There are still some things that need to be asked clearly to Zelas.

For example, his motivation.

"You are free, but why don't you stop?" Azil asked, his voice bitter and empty.

"It's too late, my friend. It's too late, brother. For us, it's all too late. Too many links have begun to work, too many sacrifices have been offered, and I can no longer look back..."

Zelas did not answer Azir's question well, even though it was his last chance to justify himself.

Azir felt a huge disappointment, which made Nathers seal the lid of the coffin. As the jackal-headed god cast a spell on the coffin, Zelas's voice was completely sealed.

"Your Majesty, what should I do next?" Nathers asked.

"Let's be closed first. There are too many things to deal with now. I will try him when I have time."

Kahn listened to the conversation between the two, thinking that Azel and Zerras might have a day to sit down and talk calmly.

Azer looked around his capital. Apart from the two natives of Nathers and Recton, there were only three people, Kahn. In such a huge city, there was no trace of human beings, and there was no anger at all, just like an empty tomb bulging in the sand.

And that disaster still had an impact on the Oasis of Dawn, and the city left behind sequelae. From a certain angle under the sun, ghosts condensed by sand and dust appeared in the streets and alleys.

They opened their mouths and screamed silently, turned around and ran away, fell, crawled... and reappeared in the desperate silence again and again.

This is a ghost town, Azer thought with heartache. But no matter what, he had to let this one live in the first place.

"An emperor cannot have people, and a city cannot have people. Nathers, we have to find a way to make the oasis of dawn come alive again."

"Your Majesty, the clear water flowing from the dawn oasis is constantly injecting into the Mother of Life. When people find that the Mother of Life is refilled, they will follow the water source to find out. At that time, the first one will be those nomadic peoples. Needless to say, they will spread the news of your return, and those admirers of the royal family will definitely come to surrender after hearing the rumors."

Nathers's answer gave Kasha an idea, and she whispered to Kahn: "Or we'll wait for Taliyah to arrive here, I have a premonition that she will come with the Weaver Tribe."

"Listen to you." Kahn nodded.
Chapter completed!