He Comes From the Void

Kahn motioned to Sivir to calm down.

　　 "We don't want your wealth, but your power."

　　 "Power? That's even more outrageous. The Shurima dynasty people have been dead for thousands of years. Can I still make them crawl out of the grave?"

　　Sivir felt that she had taken people to dig so many ancient tombs. It would be ridiculous if she was the only heir to the Shurima royal family.

　　 This directly denied her hard work in the first half of her life. She was stupid as a house thief for more than 20 years without knowing it.

"Your ancestors are waiting for you in the grave, waiting for you to resurrect him." Kahn looked at Sivir with a meaningful look: "However, it is not yet time to invite him out of the mountain, he has a loyal minister. , What I need is his help."

　　 "Who is he?" she asked.

　　 "You have definitely heard his legend, guess."

　　 "Loyal minister..." Sivir was lost in thought.

　　 There are many loyal ministers in Shurima's history, but the only ones who can survive to the present are those who have been infused with the power of ascension and have lived for thousands of years.

　　 And the most famous of them is the Secretary of the Desert.

　　 He was once the youngest general in Shurima's history. He has won countless victories for Shurima's army with strategic tactics.

　　After decades of fulfilling his duties, he suffered a merciless illness in his later years.

　　 Skinny, muscle atrophy, weak bones, and death in less than a week.

　　 In the end, it was his contribution to the empire that moved the sun god. The Sun Vatican recast his body through the ascension ceremony, and continued to use the obsidian body to protect Shurima for generations.

　　 But after the dynasty fell and the glory was dissipated, the **** warrior was lost in the endless desert.

　　 Until today, people still see him wandering in the endless desert, accompanied by the ancient souls and their own sorrows.

　　 Some people say that his bleak figure often appears in the ruins of Shurima's dead city, watching the desert gradually bury the remaining ruins, mourning the homeland and those who have passed away.

　　 or lonely, he would occasionally catch a glimpse of the sight of passing travelers, and then disappear into the sandstorm or morning mist.

　　 "You're not talking about Nasus, Son of the Desert, right?" Sivir tentatively asked.

　　 "Yes, the person I'm looking for is Nasus." Kahn hugged his arms and leaned slightly sideways on Kai'Sa's shoulder in a comfortable position, so that she could hear the story more clearly.

　　 "Like the uniqueness of your royal blood, Nasus is the only free ascendant in existence."

　　 Kahn is not wrong. There is not only one existing ascender, but Nasus is the only one who can move freely. The others were either dark-born bloodthirsty infected by the void, or sealed in ancient tombs.

　　 Sivir sucked the hot air into her chest, and she felt a trace of anger.

　　 "I doubt your statement. If those legends are true, if Nasus is really a supporter of the royal family, then why didn't he show up when my family was slaughtered by the Saenians?"

"Because he is not defending the orthodox bloodline of the royal family, but the Shurima Empire ruled by the royal family." Kahn looked at Sivir's nails in the flesh, and said slowly: "He didn't know the blood of the descendants was spilled on. What kind of miracle can be caused on the sand of the mausoleum, because I don’t know it, so I don’t do anything.

　　 "If he knew that the royal bloodline could revive the emperor he was loyal to, then Shurima wouldn't be a piece of sand anymore."

The words 　　 the emperor's resurrection caused Taliyah to rub his arms a little uneasy.

　　 Although they are just a group of honest nomads, the appearance of the emperor will inevitably bring about the exploitation of the bottom.

　　 "Well, just as if what you said is true. What do you want Nasus to do for you?"

"Vengeance." Kahn glanced at Kassadin, saw that he was a little moved, and continued: "We know almost nothing about the power of the prophet. In order to prevent my family from risking their lives, I need gods. The help of the soldiers. They are the best candidates who are not afraid of death."

　　 "The legend of Nasus has been around for a long time. He is a living miracle, and his reputation can shake the faith of the cultists under the prophet."

　　 If there is anything that can shake the cult's worship of the false idols of the void cult, then it should be the **** warrior defending the glory of Shurima.

　　 They were recast body and mind by the sun, and they were like the spiritual pillars of the Shurima people.

　　 "So you treat Nasus as a mercenary, and the reward is my blood?"

　　 Sivir changed a term that was easier for him to understand. As a mercenary, he is always more sensitive to the stakes.

　　 "Nasus is not the kind of mercenary who treachery for the sake of wealth, but a patron saint who can live and die for you."

　　 "It's so nice, I'm a little moved." Sivir smiled, the kind of smile that saw Qian's eyes open.

　　Nasus serves the emperor, and she is the only one who can resurrect the emperor, so Nasus had to protect her, which Sivir learned from the dialogue.

　　 She began to feel that things were moving in a direction that was beneficial to her, and interest followed.

　　 "The question now is, how do I get his attention?"

　　 "First find the weapon that is in line with you, and we will go to Nashram."

　　 "Nash Lamei? I know where I am."

　　 Sivir licked his lips, showing a cruel smile.

　　……

　　 There was no Nasus in Kane's revenge plan~www.readwn.com~ because his whereabouts are uncertain and no trace can be found.

　　 But now that he has met Sivir, he doesn't mind taking some time to make dog food, waiting for the big dog Nasus to find it by himself.

　　 It took more than a month for the group to finally arrive at the port city of Nashlame in the north of Shurima.

　　 This ancient city has not been attacked by Noxus, so when entering the city, several people did not pass under the black stone arch that symbolized Noxus conquered land.

　　 In addition to the Shurima natives, there are many foreigners who speak foreign languages ​​on the streets of the city.

　　Some are from Piltworth and some are from Bilgewater, but most of them are from Noxians.

　　 Although the war was still fighting not long ago, the local Shurima people did not reject these Noxians very much, and instead traded with them normally.

　　 "Kahn, is the weapon you mentioned hiding somewhere in the city?"

　　 After seven days of getting along, Sivir and the others are no longer as alienated as before.

　　 "No, I'm just talking about clues about weapons." Kahn noticed that Sivir's eyes became sharp as soon as he entered the city.

　　 She kept patrolling the crowd, as if looking for prey.

　　 "Who are you looking for?"

　　 "Traitor."