A hundred kilometers away from the core of the battlefield, a group of dune hounds hiding in the sand pit jumped out one by one, with humanized doubts on their faces.
Nayafeli was not timid, but she was unwilling to fight a battle that was absolutely unwinnable. When Fiddlesticks easily killed Xerath, she knew the value of the top ten demon heads.
Of course you should escape.
Even though it was said that those targeted by Fiddlesticks would never survive, Nayafili didn't believe it.
If no one survived, how did the legend of Fiddlesticks come about? Compared to the others, she felt that her own 'fear' was not worth mentioning.
But as he ran away, the battle behind him became increasingly strange... Is that Aatrox?
Impossible, as she is also the top strongman among the dark descendants, she knows the power of Aatrox very well. Even if it is slightly stronger than herself, it will never be this strong. Otherwise, he would have been enough in the last war.
All dark descendants have been united!
Who could it be? The only one she didn't recognize was the human mage, but instead of letting her believe that it was the power of the human mage, why not Aatrox, or Azir rushing over?
Originally, there was no need to guess the outcome of the battle, but now she could not be sure. Fiddlesticks...should not be killed, right?
In the next moment, all the dog eyes opened wide at the same time, and Nayafili knew that Fiddlesticks was indeed not killed, but the price was that his body howled miserably and was chopped off by a scythe.
No... no!
She also has lofty ambitions. She wants to use the unity of hounds to persuade the few surviving dark descendants to join forces to rule the world!
How could she die here?!
But Fiddlesticks seemed to be making up for the losses in the battle just now, and the scythe showed no mercy.
There are corpses of frightened and desperate hunting dogs in this yellow sand, and the gloomy scarecrow stands among them, looking to the southwest.
There is a towering mountain there, and there live the stars who truly rule the world!
"They're back... they're back..." A strange whisper murmured in Fiddlesticks' mouth, and he seemed to gain some sanity.
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Kill him! Azir did not expect that when he saw Ji Xing for the first time and found that Ji Xing was seriously injured, his first thought would be like this.
There is no reason for this, but it makes sense.
He knew that he was afraid in his heart, or that he had a fear that he didn't want to admit.
The emperor is always reluctant to have power beyond his control. Even if we go back to Shurima's heyday, Ji Xing's power will have a decisive say, let alone now.
But this doesn't work, and it can't be killed.
He quickly adjusted his mood and said: "Sevier, I am Azir, the emperor of the Shurima Empire. I think you have understood the reason for my resurrection. The Grand Master also explained to me his encounter with you. Thank you.
He helped my descendants, defeated Xerath, and protected the people of the desert."
His voice is majestic and full of emperor's accent. It is exactly the same as the game's voice acting, and it is still in the ancient Shuriman language.
Nasus, who was beside him, originally planned to translate for Ji Xing, but he heard Ji Xing communicate in ancient Shurima without any hindrance: "You're welcome, your descendants are in debt to me, it's just convenient."
There are many magic books recorded in the ancient Shuriman language. After all, it was the pinnacle of a civilization, so Ji Xing had already dabbled in it.
Azir was slightly surprised and said: "I know the deal between you and Sivir, and there are only two requests. Don't hurt Sivir's life, and help me persuade her to return to Narimajer."
He cherishes Sivir's lucky bloodline, because it is not easy to give birth to an heir after becoming a warrior of the gods. But he can't just "pay off the debt" for Sivir, because he is the emperor of Shurima, a symbol of
Showing the majesty of the empire.
In fact, he wants to wipe out this 'debt'. What does ten thousand gold coins mean to him? But the fact that Ji Xing protects Sivir comes first, and he cannot speak, nor can he control the outcome after speaking.
"Of course the first thing is fine. It doesn't have to be 10,000 drops of blood. Maybe a thousand or even a few hundred will give me enough gains. Then the transaction will naturally end." Ji Xing faced Aziz.
Er said: "As for whether she wants to come back to you, I won't interfere."
Even if Ji Xing is super strong, Azir doesn't believe that Ji Xing can analyze the power of the gods and the sun from Sivir's blood. Instead, he is more worried that Ji Xing will use it for other things.
After a moment of silence, his eyes turned to the magic sword wrapped in rock in Ji Xing's hand.
"Aatrox's sword..."
Nasus said: "Sevier, don't underestimate the void. Aatrox was once a general that everyone respected. He took the lead in every battle and was not afraid of life and death.
Every celestial warrior in Shurima has gone through many tests before qualifying for ascension. They may be boasting, but they are all men of noble character. Those who have been exposed to the void have without exception fallen into darkin.
That power is so weird that it can make everyone get lost."
"I will be careful enough." Ji Xing said.
Then the atmosphere became a little awkward.
Ji Xing could tell that Azir had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to say it. For example, if Ji Xing refused the words of invitation, what should he do? It doesn't matter? What about the emperor's majesty?
The absolute gap in power made the emperor naturally half a head shorter than Ji Xing. However, the emperor of the Shurima Empire could never approve of such a thing. It was impossible for him to talk to Ji Xing in a semi-low position or even as an equal.
That can only be awkward here.
A few seconds later, Ji Xing smiled and said, "Then let's meet again next time. Qiyana and the others should be scared to death. The problem between Grand Maester Nasus and your brother also needs to be dealt with urgently.
I may go to Nerimajie soon, and we can talk then?"
Azir was silent and nodded in agreement: "I welcome your arrival in the capital."
Nasus breathed a sigh of relief, giving him more time to tell Azir that 'times have changed', and Renekton... "Goodbye."
So Ji Xing's first meeting with the Desert Emperor ended uneventfully, and now he is not in a hurry to see the sun disk.
Sivir's blood, Nasus' blood, and Aatrox's power were enough to support his long-term research, make up for the shortcomings in physical strength, and support the next three runes.
What's more, he knew about the Sun Disk, and the power of the Ascended One was probably related to that of the Star-casting Dragon King, so there was no rush for direct contact with that level of power.
Before that, maybe you can have a brief contact with the void... Well, Ji Xing listened to Nasus's persuasion, but Ji Xing is 100% sure to resist erosion and consciousness pollution. The little bit of darkin power
Things that are similar to the will of the world really make him care!
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A few days later, Mount Targon, the top of the world in Runeterra, was reached. This towering mountain was made entirely of hard rock. It was bathed in the scorching sun all year round, always overlooking the mountains at its feet. It was majestic and unparalleled in the world.
Legend has it that as long as you climb to the top of Mount Targon, a mortal will have the opportunity to become a star, be imbued with the power of the stars, and become a god.
But legends are always legends. There are almost no descriptions of the appearance of any star spirit in the outside world, and they rarely appear in the world. But on this day, many incarnations of star spirits gathered together at the top of Titan Peak.
They were discussing a person, Sevier, whom they called the 'Rune Giver'!
It seems that something went wrong. These protoss transformed into Ji Xing and argued endlessly. Even the nominal leader Leona, the goddess of dawn of the Solar Sect, could not stop it.
She sat upright on the chair, her skin sparkling with sparks, and the power of the stars in her body burning through her eyes. The Blade of the Sky and the Shield of Dawn gave this goddess unparalleled offensive and protective power. At this moment
This goddess's brows were filled with inextricable sadness.
The dominance of the Sun Sect has been weakened too much, otherwise there would be no dispute at all.
Moon Sect, Diana...
Rune Giver, Sevier...
The dead war protoss Pantheon...
Dragon King...Aurelion Thor!
Names were rolling in her mind, and she felt that Mount Targon, which had stood for tens of thousands of years, was in an extremely dangerous situation.
Seeing that there was still a dispute over Sewell's judgment, she said solemnly: "Let's put this matter down for now. Will Atreus still refuse to return?"
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"Huh, after a few years of silence, those star spirits with thousands of faces can no longer hold back."
Walking quickly in the countryside of Demacia, Atreus wore a helmet, a shield, and a spear and made a disdainful snort, as if he was ashamed to associate with the protoss.
Many years ago, he was just a mortal who climbed Mount Targon. He succeeded, but also failed. Pantheon, the war star spirit who descended into his body, looked down on him as a mere mortal and forcibly took over his body. Unlike other
Several star spirits incarnate and forcefully walk the world with their own will.
Later, when the darkin sword demon attacked Mount Targon, the war star Pan Sen personally fought against him. But something amazing happened. The erupting darkin sword demon actually completed the feat of killing gods, killed Pan Sen, and darkened the entire war constellation.
Go down!
At this time, the remaining will of Atreus took control of his body, and he mastered the weapons of the stars in his mortal body. He was as good as the gods, defeated the Darkin Sword Demon, and cut off one of his arms.
Afterwards, Atreus walked around Rune Continent in this posture and never returned to Mount Targon, because he inherited the memories of Pantheon, the war protoss, and knew how bad most protoss were!
Over the years, he has been in many situations, and now... he is looking for an old friend.
"Atreus? He's just a defeated general. I really don't want to see the loser's face... Don't speak yet. Don't you want to compete with me again?"
Well, the old friend gave him a cordial greeting as soon as they met, which made Atreus grit his teeth.
The person opposite was none other than Jax, whom Ji Xing had met in Piltover!
"Hey, Jax, are you still looking for a companion to fight against the void with you?" He snorted coldly, looking at the bastard opposite who was covering his head and face and carrying a lamppost: "I do want to compete with you again, but this
It was a competition between three people."
The two once launched a competition to compete for the title of "The Strongest Human in Rune Continent". The content of the competition was who could kill one of the most terrifying monsters in Rune Continent first - Baron Nash.
In the end, Jax won. Atreus had always been unconvinced, but there was no way to compare, because Jax's foul mouth could kill him just by wearing it.
This time I found a new opportunity.
Sure enough, Jax was a little surprised and said: "Three people? Have you found a helper?"
"What kind of helper? He is a guy who can compete with us for the strongest human being in Rune Continent."
Atreus said: "I heard about him from the mouths of those star spirits. They called him - the Rune Giver, Sevier!"