Sivir exhaled slowly, and Taliyah couldn't imagine how painful her wound was. She sat up straight, but accidentally pulled her sutures, and her face suddenly became distorted.
"Where are you from?" Taliyah asked.
"The city rising from the sand." Sivir's blue eyes turned to Taliyah. And Taliyah seemed to see a pair of deep wells, in which pain throbbed and rolled.
"So that's true?" Taliyah asked, "Ancient Shurima is really reborn? Did you see it?"
"I saw it with my own eyes. Many people are rushing there. The tribes I saw most were from the east and south, but people from other places will not wait too long."
"By the way, what's your name?"
"Sivir."
This name was not unfamiliar to Taliyah. In fact, there were few people in Shurima who didn't know it. And she had guessed it right when she saw the cross-shaped weapon.
A sound came from outside, replacing the rumble of rolling stones. Taliyah had rarely heard this sound in her homeland, but she had encountered it many times in other places, including along the coast of Ionia.
, in the city of Noxus, and on the ice fields of Freljord.
"Who believes this is a bandit group!" Isabella couldn't help complaining when she saw the so-called bandit group quickly splicing together a trebuchet to attack the city. Even the ordnance eliminated by Noxus was placed in this place just now.
The newly reborn Shurima is also a crushing weapon.
The flaming boulder fell into the market and exploded like a meteor falling to the ground, bursting out with fierce flames. The flaming corpse was thrown into the air like blackened firewood.
Hundreds of people who had fled from the west side of the city crowded into the square, fighting one after another. Bloodthirsty shouts of death and the clash of swords followed them all the way. The panicked people fled between the buildings on the edge of the square, and arrested
When the opportunity arises, he crawls into the house, locks the doors and windows, hoping to be safe.
More fireballs smashed down like thunder and lightning, and the air was filled with cries and the smell of burnt flesh. The masonry turned into a waterfall of lava under the impact of the magic energy. The market was wrapped in raging fire, and black smoke columns went straight up.
Yunxiao.
Nasus ignored the invaders and walked towards a newly perceived target. He squeezed through the frightened crowd, followed the faint smell of powerful blood, and walked resolutely towards the east.
Passing through the dilapidated streets and alleys filled with yellow sand, most of the buildings here have completely become part of the desert, and most of the rest are only damaged foundations and sharpened broken column heads. Nasus is getting closer and closer to that thunderous heart.
As he got closer, the scavengers in the desert hurriedly fled away as soon as they saw him. The ruins of the city gradually became thinner under the erosion of the yellow sand.
Finally, Nasus came to the door of a crumbling building that looked like it had once been a bathhouse. The walls were thicker and harder than those of other buildings.
He walked in with his back hunched over and immediately smelled two different scents of blood and sweat. One was very young, but the other's soul was so old, it was like an old friend who had walked side by side under the same sun with him.
A girl poked her head out from the corridor, wearing a loose coat. It looked like she came from a country beyond the eastern sea. Taliyah was filled with fear, but she did not give way, gesturing back and forth with her hands on her chest.
The arc seemed to be weaving some kind of natural magic. The ground began to tremble, stones danced under her feet, and they poked their heads out from under the sand.
Taliyah retreated into the ruins, and the ground around her feet immediately rippled. Stones rose from the ground, like pieces of plaster falling off the wall. Terrible cracks were drilled into the wall, and quickly
Climbed onto the remaining roof.
"What do you want to do?" Taliyah asked.
"I'm here to save her," Nasus said.
The bandaged Sivir limped one foot and moved to the girl's side. Although she was obviously in great pain, Nasus was still surprised by her will. However, the blood of ancient Shurima had always been like this, but he underestimated it.
That's all.
Sivir waved her hand, revealing a golden cross blade that shone with cold light, with an emerald green gem in the center. Ordinary mortals couldn't easily wield this weapon, but she held it firmly in her hand: "
So many people have tried to save me lately. But they always want something else in return. So, big man, be honest, what do you want?"
"Want you to live."
Nasus suddenly knelt down on one knee, crossed his hands in front of his chest and saluted: "You are the owner of the ascended bloodline. This weapon is destined to be commanded by you, because the blood of the Emperor flows in your body. It has been resurrected Az.
You and Shurima, there must be great significance in this."
"No, there is no point." Sivir said coldly: "I never asked Azir to save me. I don't owe him anything. I don't want to have anything to do with you or Xerath."
"It doesn't matter what you think. Regardless of whether you accept your fate or not, Xerath will kill you. He came here just to cut off Azir's bloodline and end it once and for all."
Sivir took a long breath and asked: "Nasus, right? I heard your stories when I was a child. Stories about wars, battles of heroes and the like. The stories all say that you and your brother are forgiven.
Rima’s protector, right?”
"Yes."
"Then fight for Shurima now." Sivir's unquestioning tone was like a king's landing: "While we are chatting, the people of the desert are dying. If you are the hero I have heard about since I was a child,
, then your responsibility is to go out and save as many people as possible."
The responsibility Sivir spoke about ignited the fire that had been dormant for many years in his chest. Nasus felt the anger running through his limbs, rushing back and forth in his body. Only now did he understand that he had been alone since the fall of Shurima.
What exactly is lost in wandering?
Nasus turned around and walked into the square, and saw the remaining residents of the city kneeling in front of the Temple of the Sun, with their heads on the ground like curled-up pilgrims, but in front of them was the tip of the enemy's knife. Soldiers covered in blood held their hands high
The spear was thrust into the air toward the terrifying god that was dazzling at the top.
The wizard spirit who had betrayed the emperor was on fire, suspended in the air, and the edge of the sun's disk gradually softened into pulp in the fire of the ascendant. In the air in front of him was the struggling and screaming figure of the unlucky priest.
"Mortals are extremely stupid."
Nasus felt Xerath's hatred sweep over him like a tidal wave. The remains of the priest turned into ashes in just a heartbeat, and were blown away by the foehn wind around the wizard. Nasus tightened his grip.
Picking up the ax, he strode forward. Every pair of eyes stared at him.
"Xerath!" Nasus shouted, and was about to say something, but a roar from the sky interrupted his voice, and the three of them looked at each other at the same time.
The sky suddenly darkened, and an unprecedented chill enveloped the entire battlefield. In this depressing atmosphere, blue-white giant dragons with ice crystals on their bodies slowly descended. Such a legendary creature appeared in front of us, and it made everyone
All the hustle and bustle suddenly solidified.
Please give me some water, otherwise I won’t be able to update today. I went to have a dental appointment in the afternoon. I had my lower left wisdom teeth pulled out. The wound was very large and was sutured up. I feel very uncomfortable now, and even swallowing saliva causes pain. I can only inject water.