Two Cities, I build mecha in Picheng

Chapter 144 The Injustice and the Debt

On the emperor's avenue completely paved with gold, Azir walked silently at the forefront.

Li Lin, Kassadin, and Sivir, who was dragged by Li Lin, followed him far behind.

"Hey! Are you crazy?! Why don't we hurry up and escape at this time?"

Sivir looked at the back of the majestic and broad eagle armor tens of meters away, which was full of imperial temperament, and his face was full of uneasiness.

More than two hours ago, after Sivir was resurrected by the water of life, Azir went to the inner sanctum of the ancient tomb to obtain a golden scepter connected by magic power.

In the following period of time, Azir has been wandering inside the City of the Sun, reshaping one building after another with the help of the celestial magic he just obtained.

Sivir was already very wary of the emperor who had just recovered and ascended, and wanted to call Li Lin and Kassadin to sneak away while he was busy.

She felt that this old guy who had just recovered from the ancient tomb, chanted the ancient Shurima language from time to time, and was still talking to himself in the dead yellow sand city was mentally abnormal.

Maybe he couldn't think about it, and in a moment, he buried everything that was just built back into the ground...

Or, he revived himself with the magical water, suddenly felt that he owed him, demanded something in return.

But what Sivir did not expect was that Li Lin rejected her proposal to leave.

Not only this guy, even Kassadin was unwilling to go with her.

Just when Sivir was about to give up on these two idiots who didn't know if their brains were kicked by Scarash and run away by themselves, Li Lin stopped him.

At first Sivir refused, and almost turned against Li Lin and Kassadin.

But he used a set of portable folding power armor as a reward, only allowing her to follow them in the City of the Sun for a longer period of time.

After careful consideration, Sivir finally agreed with a straight face.

No way, who made this powered armor so powerful.

However, Li Lin didn't say anything, Sivir obviously didn't know that the folding power armor was far inferior to his and Kassadin's two sets...

"Why do you always want to escape?" Li Lin, who had already opened his mask, couldn't help turning his head and rolling his eyes at Sivir, "You are of royal blood, why are you so afraid of your ancestors?"

"Who knows if he is my ancestor? The blood of the emperor or something sounds too illusory to confirm."

On the surface, Sivir didn't want to admit this kind of thing at all.

But in fact, she can clearly feel the connection between herself and Azir's blood, which is not deceiving.

The emperor's blood... maybe.

But what does this mean?Will this guy still make me emperor?
Sivir glanced at Azir in the distance, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

For her, gold coins are the most important thing.

Li Lin still understands Sivir, and through her actions in the original world line, she can roughly guess what she is thinking now.

"Sivir, it was your blood that revived Azir, and it was also because of you that he was able to complete the ascension ceremony... If I had to say it, it would be too late for him to thank you. How could he ask you for something in return?"

Sivir, who was seen through by Li Lin, blinked, and looked away guiltily, "I...I never said that..."

"Then why do you always want to run away?"

Sivir: "..."

"You want gold, look at the road under our feet." Li Lin pursued the victory and continued to persuade, "This entire road is paved with gold. Is the Shurima Empire short of gold?"

Sivir: "..."

"Obviously there is no shortage, and you have royal blood, are a descendant of Azir, and are a member of the royal family... If you stay, do you think you still have to worry about gold coins?"

What's more, there is Xerath outside who wants to cut off Azir's blood.

If he knows you, he will definitely try to get rid of you.

Li Lin added in his heart.

Sivir opened his mouth, wanting to refute him, but didn't know what to say.

But if you think about it carefully... what he just said seems to be true.

Sivir bowed her head in silence for a moment, then shook her head in a self-destructive manner.

No!

How can you be brainwashed by words like that, Sivir?

What if I am really a so-called descendant of the emperor, this old guy who has been sleeping for thousands of years, grounds me in the City of the Sun and doesn't let me leave?
She subconsciously looked towards the front where the Emperor's Avenue led, the second highest place in the city, and also the palace where the light of the sun disc shrouded the most.

In this dead city without even people, only myself and Azir stayed in the deep and grand palace...

Just thinking about it makes me realize how difficult it will be.

Sivir gritted her teeth, ready to ask Li Lin and Kassadin one last time.

If they still refused to leave, then she would rather not have that set of power armor, and have to leave this imperial capital.

But just as she raised her head, she was stunned by the scene in the distance.

I saw Azir raised his head and chest, posing in a haughty posture.

Under the rocks on the roadside, countless golden sand particles rose with the wind, flowed between his left paws, and quickly gathered on both sides of the road, creating a lifelike portrait.

It was the influence of the Shurima Empire before the disaster, recreated by him with the power of the gods.

All the people made of dust gathered on both sides of the Emperor's Avenue, looking at the sun disc and the top of the temple hovering in the air, the royal family and sun priests on the platform of ascension, watching the ascension ceremony of the great emperor.

However, soon, everyone's excited faces turned into fear, and people screamed and fled in all directions, but it was in vain.

An invisible energy wave annihilated them in an instant, turning them into dust and flying sand, which were swept away by the ensuing gust of wind.

At this moment, Li Lin, Kassadin, and Sivir, who were completely affected by the scene in front of them and fell into shock, could accurately perceive Azir's sadness in the distance.

Azir didn't stay for too long, his back became firmer, his steps took bigger steps, and he soon arrived at the base of the platform of ascension.

"Let's wait for him here." Kassadin reminded in time, "Except for the royal blood, the emperor's confidantes, and the sun priests, no one else can climb the ascension steps."

Li Lin nodded, and looked back, still stunned, staring closely at Azir and Sivir, who was formed by the sand around him.

Now she no longer thinks about running away for the time being.

In the short period of time when Li Lin turned his head, Azir had turned five steps into one step, and ran as fast as flying on the ascending steps.

The images around him were scattered and reorganized, going round and round, completely replicating everything that happened here that year.

Finally, Azir reached the top of the Ascension Terrace, where a final ring of spectators surrounded him.

His aides, advisors, priests and bishops of the sun priest, his pregnant wife, his eldest daughter, and his now-grown son with his head held high.

Under the steps, Li Lin and the others watched Azir kneeling limply on the ground with a heavy heart, stretching out his helpless hands, wanting to touch those family members whom he tried his best to perfectly restore.

But in the next second, they were annihilated by an invisible force, just like the subjects on both sides of the Emperor's Avenue...

After a long silence, Azir slowly got up and stopped under the Ascension Altar.

Everyone present could see that Azir, who was still a human being 3000 years ago, was lifted into the air by the force of ascension.

But at this moment, another person made of grains of sand suddenly appeared, attracting everyone's attention—Xeras.

His lips twitched, uttering an obscure incantation vocabulary.

In the next second, Azir in mid-air was pulled by a dark arcane energy, was abruptly thrown from the altar of ascension, and was reduced to ashes in the endless sun fire and astral magic.

Immediately afterwards, on the platform of ascension, a group of elite sun warrior guards rushed towards Xerath, who was slowly ascending into the sky.

But the ascension power of the sun disc has been injected into his body, reshaping his flesh and blood body into a mass of arcane energy without specific form.

Those who are not recognized will not be able to achieve a perfect ascension posture after all.

As this huge astral energy was stolen by Xerath, the aftermath of brutal and out-of-control energy swept across Shurima in an instant, disintegrating all afterimages composed of yellow sand.

Azir gasped.

After Rao became an ascender, part of his emotions were cut off by the power of the gods.

But the raging anger burning in his heart can still be shown in his voice: "Xerath!"

Azir's voice was commanding and husky.

He clenched the scepter in his hand, turned and looked in one direction.

Through the yellow sand beneath his feet, he could sense a sinister arcane energy somewhere in the desert.

"Your sin is unforgivable!"

(End of this chapter)