On the afternoon of the third day, she was summoned by the female official in the palace, who also brought her a suit of clothes that she wore during the audience, which was full of Shurima style from thousands of years ago.
This time, Isulde did not cover her face anymore. She wore cheap but beautiful jewelry, and a string of delicate tassels hung on her forehead, surrounding a bright red plum blossom between her eyebrows.
The road went smoothly to Azir's palace. The majestic emperor was sitting on the couch handling government affairs. Due to the grassroots problems discovered earlier, his personal guards were everywhere these days to arrest officials who abused their power. Fortunately,
The territory he needs to govern now is limited to this city. Government orders are issued day and night, and the response speed is extremely fast. Therefore, he urgently needs to use Isulde to fill the people's spiritual world.
Don't underestimate singing and dancing. During wartime, a successful performance can often bring many positive incentives to people.
Especially a figure with astonishing skills and beauty like Isulde can easily become the faith of the common people. Of course, compared to religious belief, this kind of faith based on desire is cheaper, but it is also safer!
Azir took a few glances at Isulde, and even he was surprised by this woman's appearance.
After he stated his needs, Isulde was extremely happy and was about to agree immediately, but then she smiled charmingly: "Your Majesty wants me to agree, but you need to agree to a small request first."
"oh?"
"Please allow me to dance for Your Majesty."
A strange color flashed in Azir's eyes.
"good."
A smile appeared on Isulde's face after hearing this. She fiddled with her clothes to reveal her slender and graceful waist, and then took out a cyan gemstone from the small bag around her waist.
She tapped the smooth surface of the gem with her fingers, and clear music sounded from the gem.
Accompanied by the afternoon sun, Isulde danced lightly, and her shadow danced on the ground, making people dazzled and confused.
This time, Azir, who felt the charm of Isulde head-on, couldn't help but be attracted by it.
Isulde's dance posture and music achieved a wonderful harmony. Her slender body and light and shadow seemed to be integrated into one body. The jewelry she wore made a crisp impact sound as she danced, and the precious light shone while swaying.
Azir held his chin with one hand and fell into silence, his eyes wandering as if he was lost in memories.
…
At night, Isulde accompanied Azir to have dinner in the palace before returning to his villa.
For men, she has countless ways to steal their hearts, no matter how infatuated the man is, or an emperor who works on people's hearts, but now, she has the time and interest to chase her prey.
In the next few days, she continued to enter the palace every day to perform dance music for Azir who had returned from the war.
"Your Majesty, maybe there really is destiny in the world. When I was born, the wizard in the tribe said that I would be a natural queen. No matter I am a farmer in the country or a wandering traveler... I will eventually walk into the palace wall... Huh.
.”
Azir held the woman who was whispering ambiguously in his ear into his arms, and Isulde smiled coquettishly and stroked his valiant armor and mask with her slender and delicate fingers.
"Your Majesty, what does it look like under the mask?"
Azir chuckled softly: "I have long forgotten my appearance. This mask is what I look like."
"This is just a cold shell. I know that under the metal mask, you have a fiery soul."
"Ah--"
Azir smiled inexplicably upon hearing this, but he was not prepared to say anything to this unknown dancer.
He was an emperor after all, and no matter how much Isulde stirred his heartstrings, tenderness and sweetness could never have the same status in his heart as his ambition.
The aloof eagle will not tell his subordinates his grand plan, but he is satisfied with Isulde's vision.
He stretched out his hand to hold Isulde's beautiful face, and then moved it to the bottom of her collarbone.
The dancing girl gave out sweet and joyful cheers, as if her tongue was full of chatter.
The grand prologue opened by Fiddlesticks rumbled forward in a direction that even he could not predict.
In the south of the earth, there is a spear piercing the chest of the protoss, and the divine blood is spread all over every land. The protoss who have lost their divine power are like pigs, and the darklings use long nails made of blood to pierce their hands and feet and nail them to the ground.
The ground is full of ferocious traces, and it is difficult to imagine what kind of battle happened here.
Atreus stood silently on the ground, with the broken feather fabric behind him fluttering in the wind. His body was covered in bronze skin with scars, and blood soaked through the entire armor, including his own and those of the protoss.
Lying in front of him was a protoss missing an arm and a leg.
It is the Judgment Star Spirit!
"You are the only one left."
"...You all deserve to die!" Every time the Judgment Star Spirit said a word, a mouthful of blood would gush out of his mouth, looking very embarrassed.
Atreus ignored his angry and resentful eyes. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the sky cut by the crack in space, feeling that he was so alive at this moment.
"When facing death, will the protoss be afraid?" he asked.
Once he dies in the hands of their dark descendants, it almost means the permanent death of body and spirit. Thinking of this, even the Judgment Star Spirits can't help but distort their faces.
"Why are you talking to these pigs?"
Aatrox walked over with a ferocious smile, grabbed the head of the Judgment Star with his big hands, and dragged him directly.
"In order not to alarm those star spirits, we had to get together and kill them together...Kayin couldn't bear it any longer."
Although Raast is the Darkin, Sword Demon unexpectedly prefers Kayn Siddha's character.
The Judgment Star Spirit was caught by Aatrox so hard that his skull almost cracked. After being blocked from the light, he finally became uncontrollably frightened. He began to rebuke loudly and wanted to resist, but there was no star left in his body.
The noble god's body was beaten to dust, and the gorgeous robes were covered in blood and damage.
He was roughly thrown into the crowd by Aatrox, and Varus quickly planted withering seeds in his body and nailed him to the ground.
The darkling, who was burly and covered in blood, slowly walked over.
The moment of judgment is coming!
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Living in the cold cave underground, Chai Anping did not expect that the wait would be so long. The biting cold made his body feel as if he was frozen.
In the picture, the majestic mountains are finally being flattened by outsiders, just like falling meteorites flattening the unyielding land bit by bit.
"Watch carefully."
Morgana's voice also underwent some unspeakable change: "This experience will be very important for your future steps to become a god."
In the picture on the other side, Anivia was lying in a bird's nest made of ice and snow. She retracted her body under the ice crystals. After a long period of gestation, a short-haired girl began to emerge from the increasingly transparent ice crystals.
Outline.
His body was almost assimilated by ice crystals, and even his hair was pure white.
As his body gradually solidified, the number of times Chai Anping looked at this scene gradually decreased.
He never expected that when he ran over on his own, he would actually witness the scene of Anivia transforming into a human...
What’s even more unexpected is that... Runeterra actually has the ability to turn mythical creatures into humans!
During these days of waiting, Morgana rarely answered questions for him, because this was the first time since ancient times, and the two of them had different feelings after all. The fallen angel even suggested that he experience what happened on his own.
Changes on the snow cliff.
So he tried to feel it.
until today.
With a loud bang, the towering mountains collapsed into countless fragments, and all the traps and curses arranged in the mountains were swept away by the starlight.
Covered in wind and snow, covered in starlight, the stars set foot on the last mountain peak.