Ramos was very surprised by Nasus' determination, but after hesitating for a moment, he decided to agree to help.
"I can help you, but the Icathians have a natural hatred and resistance to the Shurima. If you are here, they will not see you. This is an indisputable fact."
Ramos spread his hands and expressed helplessness.
Kassadin is one of the few people who was corrupted by the void but did not die. He maintained a clear mind and experienced terrible pain. In the end, he had unimaginable power. This does not mean that he would forgive Shurima.
The decline and destruction of the empire and the motherland were all blamed on Shurima, and Nasus was an ascended Shurima, so there was no friendship between the two.
"That's why I brought him here."
Nasus' expression remained unchanged. He had obviously expected this, and said calmly:
"Lin is not a Shurima, and he is also very strong. He is fully qualified to enter the void of Icathia on my behalf, but he lacks a guide to avoid getting lost... This is why I came to you.
Yes, please help me."
At this time, Lin Luo was shocked to understand that he was just a guide, and the real mission was essentially a single-player mode.
"Lin, are you willing to enter Icathia with Ramos, find the void walker Kassadin, and explore the current environment of the void?"
At this time, the sound of game prompts sounded in Lin Luo's ears.
[Tip: You have triggered the mission of Nasus, the God of Death in the Desert: follow the armored dragon turtle Ramos, enter the ruins of the ancient country of Icathia, look for Kassadin, and understand the current situation of the Void Land. 】
[Task Reward 1: You will receive 5,000 Sun Gold]
[Task Reward 2: You will receive 10% of the current experience as an experience reward]
Naturally, Lin Luo couldn't refuse. This task was related to the subsequent ascension ceremony. To put it bluntly, it was a prerequisite task for Qianjue's death godhood, and it must be completed.
"Of course there is no problem, but it depends on what Mr. Ramos wants."
Lin Luo looked at Ramos, the armored dragon turtle, and found that he was digging around in the huge turtle shell, as if he was looking for something.
After a while, Ramos finally seemed to find what he was looking for. It was a huge magic scroll with an ancient country pattern that Lin Luo couldn't recognize, but his memory had always been very good. When he saw the dark purple curved country
Logo, what immediately comes to mind.
"This is...the national emblem of Icathia?"
Ramos was a little surprised:
"You actually know this?"
Lin Luo nodded and admitted:
"I went to Narimajer's Library of the Sun and saw the national emblem of Icathia. It is something that is taboo in Shurima."
Ramos threw the scroll to Lin Luo and said:
"You are right. The Icathian civilization has long been listed as a taboo by Shurima, so now the name Icathia has been buried, and even the desert does not remember this name. So if you want to truly understand the Void Walker -
Kassadin, you must really know him deeply. I have one of his last words here... Although he has not really died, the former mighty general of Icathia is indeed dead. Today's Kassadin is
Kassadin who belongs to the void, see for yourself."
Lin Luo didn't know why, but he still received the notification sound from the game.
[Tip: You have obtained an extremely important plot mission prop: Icacia-Kassadin’s suicide note]
[Item: Kassadin’s suicide note]
[Grade: Unknown]
[Description: This was the suicide note written by Void Walker Kassadin for himself when he was buried in the yellow sand. But in the end, God took care of him, and the void failed to kill him, but instead made him stronger. 】
[Tip: If you read this book, you can complete the current task. 】
When Nasus saw Lin Luo getting the suicide note, he smiled with satisfaction and said:
"It seems that things are going very smoothly. Very few people in Shurima can get Ramos' approval. Lin, explore the current Icathia and bring back all the information you collected.
Shurima, His Majesty Azir will give you the final reward."
Obviously, Nasus was just leading the way and had no intention of going with him. However, this is normal. The two of them mentioned before that the Shurima and Icathians are mortal enemies. If Nasus goes with him, what will happen?
On the contrary, it will become very bad.
Lin Luo's eyes flickered. He didn't expect that he would be exploring alone again. Moreover, the place he was going to next was not a good place, but a void land that was powerful enough to destroy the world. It was the most powerful place in Rune Land.
And the most evil place.
According to his incomplete understanding, there is no sign of human civilization or survival in the void.
It is an endless dead land, with only extremely rare abnormal disaster creatures, and void creatures purely for destruction and devouring. The manifestations of those legendary void creation heroes that are common in PC games will be very terrifying in this world.
of.
Lin Luo inevitably felt a sense of crisis in his heart. Normal people would be afraid of this kind of place, and the most incomprehensible thing was that he didn't know what state the players were in in Icacia. Whether they could form a team was another matter.
.
But nothing could be answered at the moment, and he had no choice.
This mission to Icathia is obviously a prerequisite for the third turn. If it is not completed, Qian Jue will never be able to obtain the godhead.
"Okay, Nasus, I will get the information as soon as possible and go to see His Majesty Azir."
After Lin Luo said these words, Nasus nodded and officially left here.
Ramos stared at Lin Luo slowly and said:
"How about it, do you feel the fear of being alone? You might as well read Kassadin's autobiography. This may be of some help to you."
Lin Luo nodded and opened the ancient scroll with the Icathiya emblem.
Among them are ancient Shurima texts. Since Icathia was a slave country of Shurima at that time, according to the law, what they learned were Shurima texts and culture.
…
Today's Shurima...is dying.
I don't think she can rise again.
The endless emptiness crawling in the bones of my hometown is a sick, indescribable force that swallows me up.
I clearly feel that it is spreading, swallowing, and killing everything. The slightest touch is death.
A thousand deaths—a thousand times a thousand, a thousand times, a thousand times.
There may have been people who could confront it head-on with the hope of winning, but no longer.
I am walking here, alone, in the darkest place under the world, looking directly at its existence with my eyes through the precise lens on the helmet. What I see cannot be ignored, and what I know cannot be forgotten. This is
Especially now and here. I am very tired, very tired.
But I still walked.
I could no longer feel the ground beneath my feet, nor could I feel the walls of the cave, but equally, I was spared the bitter cold wind that rose from beneath the abyss.
I am deeply grateful for this, because this chill exceeds the darkness of the desert night. I have sat on the endless plains of Farajese under the first bright moon of winter, but I have never experienced this biting. This deep
Cold belongs to the void - the ignorant ancient people may have named their underground world after the void, as well as the source of all evil in the mortal realm.
But I think the truth is even scarier. Even the air here feels wrong and unnatural, with a strong purple black light shining through it, making people's minds ache.
That shadow that even my eyes cannot see through, you come from.
Three. Four. Maybe five. It's hard to say. I have faced hundreds or more of you and killed them all. Your howls echoed through the darkness, but I am not afraid of you, because
You have left me with nothing.
My wife; my love; my daughter; our Binski. I called their names, as always, to remind myself why I was fighting. Then I raised my gauntlet.
Even if you have sharp teeth and claws and are murderous, you can't defeat me. Either I will knock you back into the abyss.
...Or you can send me to the afterlife so that I can finally be at peace. I will be reunited with them again.
No matter what the outcome is, I am the winner.
No, you cannot defeat me, you are Xia Yating, the ultimate endless beast...
In my other hand, I hold the stone tightly. Its foreign magic keeps me here - deep under the wasteland of old Icathia. It blocks your corruption, but it needs to
I can't guess what kind of price it will cost my body and soul, because this tiny object is now beating at the same time as my heart. That terrible pulsating rhythm does not belong to life, does not belong to magic, and does not belong to any complete thing.
And it belongs to the annihilation of all things. These are what I can be sure of.
Back down, beast. Don't go any further.
The Blade of the Underworld popped out from the back of my gauntlet and appeared between you and me out of thin air.
Yes. Yes, you recognize this weapon, right? You all remember it.
Just now you were thirsty for my flesh and blood, now you are on guard. Now you are hesitating. You are making detours. Those of you with long eyes cannot help but stare at the edge of the blade. Even you must know that this thing is not
It should be held in the hands of mortals, and should not belong to the souls of mortals. It was made by exquisite magic, and it was made by inhuman people, and now it no longer exists. I want to know, do you also remember them?
You scream and roar and stamp your feet on the uneven ground. People tend to think of you as hating life - but you don't hate us, or so I thought. Not really. You don't.
Understand what hate is.
Hatred is a fire, and when your kind entered our world, hatred burned in the hearts of the Celestial Warriors. Hatred drove them to resist, again and again, even when they knew they were almost certain to die.
Yes, this weapon remembers you. It remembers how to end you.
His name, Horok, was the first declarative blow he struck against your master. The name of Horok, the great warrior from the Ascended Order, will live on forever. He was the pioneer of the hidden ways, the...
The only one who has followed is Horok who dared to stay away from the sun that gave him strength, enter the darkness, and come down here to face you. It was Horok who first pierced the despicable heart of the void with the blade of the underworld.
It was Horok who showed his brothers and sisters the way to defeat the Abyss.
I am not the ascended hero of Shurima, the godly warrior remembered in the grand halls of that ruined empire. In my life, I am just an ordinary person, a grieving father, a child of the Great Throne. I come from the dust, so
Soon it will return to dust.
But not yet. I am following in Horok's footsteps, and I will hold his blade at the end of the day, and—
The one closest to me rushed towards me. The horned shell and razor-sharp claws passed me by, and I twisted to the side, breathing heavily through the tube on the mask. For a moment I lost it.
My eyesight is bundled in this simple armor invented by myself.
Then I suddenly swung the blade of the underworld and cut off what other creatures would call their necks.
The sinuous body collapsed, and I could feel the hunger of the weapon in my sword-holding hand, and there was a sour taste on the back of my tongue, like the aftertaste after a scream. Who is next? Which of you will try?
The desert knows Horok. His name will live forever. Even when he was betrayed by the tyrant Nezuk and died, no one could take this blade guard from Horok's wrist. Although the gods' warriors have all fallen
To that point, but even they cannot deny that this land may be threatened by the void again, and in some unseen future, this great weapon needs to be prepared.
This is my homeland. I cannot allow such a horror to be allowed to flourish in broad daylight. I will plunge this blade into the terrifying void beneath Shurima, just as I have done a dozen times before.
Is this destiny? No. It is not something as noble as destiny. This is my destiny. I am destined to know where to find this thing. A few years ago, I led the Iconibi treasure hunters in the
I found Horlock's tomb on the banks of the Halli River - I was just looking for
In order to obtain Piltover's gold, I used it to support my family. I happily helped them open the ancient tomb that had been sealed for thousands of years. The target Iconibi was looking for was not the Underworld Blade, but they still regarded it as valuable.
s things.
Some people in the tribe call me a mercenary. Some people call me a traitor. I only know that in the weird days since then, Horok’s tomb has been completely devoured by the enemy. If it weren’t for those treasure hunters and the commission they paid me,
Now this weapon will never be recovered. Just like my compatriots. My family.
The sword blade is different from them. At the critical moment, I still have the ability to find this sword blade again.
Kas-se-a-deen. Who does the desert recognize?
The desert does not recognize you, beasts. You are not welcome here. In this ancient land of gods and men, you are lost.
But the desert knows my name, because that is my name.
I have never lost my way. I know exactly where I am and how far I am from the destruction of everything. I will make up for the mistakes I have made and the responsibilities I have not fulfilled.
I will fight with you until the end.
——I am Kassadin, the voidwalker of Icathia, Kassadin!
