He Comes From the Void

The huge crater like a crater on the surface of the moon is a miracle created by Taliyah.

　　 It's just that in Kahn's imagination, this pit should be as huge as Nerimajie's circular theater.

　　 But after all, it was the fallen goddess’ slave who dug for a long time and used powerful magic to shape it like a volcanic crater made up of black smoke, sea green and an extraordinary rainbow. The ground is full of colored glaze melted by sand and gravel under intense heat. The surface of the colored glaze absorbs the soft moonlight and reflects it into a misty white curtain.

　　 And the huge pit in front of him was only dug up by Taliyah in a hurry, and it was not the same.

　　 The purpose of digging a hole here for the ritual is to summon Nasus. If they deliberately ran to Nerima Jie at the foot of the giant mountain, the westernmost point of the mainland, for the purpose of holding the ritual, then they would have lost everything.

　　 Nerima Jie was the first city to be slaughtered and destroyed by crazy gods after the fall of Shurima, just because it was the hometown of the slave boy. At the same time, it is also the starting place for mortals to betray the Darkborn.

(In the physical book there is an extended reading of the Tsar's visit to Ke Harisse, saying that Ke Harisse is the hometown of Xerath. But in the twilight of the gods, Nerima Jie is the hometown of Xerath. Given the physical book The extended reading here is only the work of interest of the designers, the latter shall prevail.)

　　 Kahn closed his gaze back from the giant peaks in the distant sky, and looked at Sivir beside him.

　　 "Taliyah tried his best, although the pit is not big enough, but if you can use it, let's make do with it." Kahn said solemnly: "Sivir, it's your turn."

　　 "You make me feel scared." Sivir pointed to the huge pit in front of him: "Is there really no danger?"

　　 The huge pit is so big that it can bury an entire behemoth, and it also expands the limits of Sivir's cranky imagination.

　　 She thought she was just bowing to the statue of the wolf head god, but now, things are far from simple.

　　 "There may be, but Charikaer will protect you. This is a spiritual weapon."

　　 Kahn shrugged, telling the truth.

　　 If there is no danger in deceiving Sivier and then make her carelessly in danger, it will be over.

　　 Sivir lifted Charikaer and stroked the blade at a vertical angle with his fingers, feeling its sharpness. It seems to be strengthening the invisible connection between himself and the crossblade through this contact.

　　 "In order to ensure my safety, I think you have to go down with me, otherwise I don't know what to do." She raised her eyes and stared at Kahn, but she didn't expect much.

　　 just wanted to judge the degree of danger by Kahn’s attitude.

　　 "Is there anything you can do if you die? It's a good deal." Kahn smiled and shook his head: "But I refuse. If something happens, Charikaer will not care about me."

　　 "Hey! Coward..." Sivir hissed disdainfully, firmly grasped the cross blade in his palm, and walked towards the huge pit.

　　 But after Kahn admitted the danger, Sivir was a little relieved.

　　 At least Kahn didn't perfuse her with blindly optimistic words.

　　 It was like knowing that there would be danger in visiting the grave, but Sivir would still go, and a vigilant heart allowed her to live to the present.

　　 Watching Sivir climb over the ridge of colored rocks and enter the huge crater without a trace, Kahn feels very worried about what will happen next.

　　 Kai'Sa seemed to feel Kahn's emotions and couldn't help holding his arm.

　　 They were blocked by the ridge, and they couldn't see what was happening in the huge pit.

　　 Sivir slid down the rugged and sloping rock wall and came to the bottom of the huge crater.

　　 The rocks here are dark brown and matte, and the texture is extremely hard.

　　 There are potholes and puddles all over the feet, the water seeping between the cracks is very clear, and a shallow lake has already accumulated in the center, which is like a curtain that passes through the stars under the shining of moonlight.

　　The iron boots stepped into the lake, and the water sparkled.

　　 Standing in the center of the lake, clear water spread over her ankles.

　　 Sivir looked at the cross blade in his hand-Charikaer reflected the excitement under the light of the moon, and the alexandrite in the center was drinking the moonlight.

　　 Kahn told her two methods, namely blood feeding and cursing, the first one is not dangerous, so she must try blood feeding first.

　　 She put her palm on the blade of the Qarikar branch, and with a light stroke, her palm was cut by the sharp blade.

　　 The blood dripped on the cross blade, gathered in the emerald along the blade, and then got in.

　　 Suddenly, Sivir felt a gust of wind blowing over his beautiful, gradient-colored long hair.

　　 She didn't move, and there was no earthquake, but the water surface below her feet kept spreading ripples.

　　Sivir immediately realized that this strange phenomenon was caused by the weapon in his hand-Charikaer was presenting some invisible rhythm in the form of ripples.

　　 The emerald glowed with magical radiance, and she felt an abundance and restless power pouring into her body from the weapon, making her sharp.

　　 is not only speed and reaction, but also sharper thinking.

　　 Now she can instantly calculate in her heart the distance and time of the ejection of Qalikaer after hitting a bare rock 30 meters away.

　　 If she were to meet the Saenz tribe, she felt that she could cut off the heads of more than ten enemies with only one knife.

　　 But... the changes that happened to her didn't seem to attract Nasus's attention.

　　 Even if he is an immortal warrior of the gods, he cannot perceive the ripples spreading from a puddle thousands of miles away, or the glimmer of joy from a gem.

　　 Although the first ritual worked, it was not the kind of effect they wanted.

　　 Sivir took a deep breath, preparing to implement the second ritual that Kahn told her~www.readwn.com~ She straightened her chest, looked at the bright moon, and raised the cross blade high.

　　 She yelled: "Those made by the sun will be broken up by the moon!"

　　 Then he tried his best to smash Qarikar into the ground.

　　 The shallow puddles under his feet are like being hit by a waterfall, splashing out of the mist and rushing out of the huge pit.

　　Mingming is only a half-cut blade inserted into the soil, but the sound of the impact is deafening, like a giant hammer hitting the curtain of the foundation of the world, and the profound echo echoes in the huge pit.

　　 The clear night sky ignited the brilliance of diamonds when the new star was born, but it was not a golden light.

　　 The light is cold, merciless, and as bright as silver.

　　The light from far to near, the moon dropped a white light, and the pale white flame like a pillar pierced the ground from the night sky.

　　 It hits the outstretched branch of Qarikar, reflecting the white flames.

　　The waterfall of the moon fire rolled turbulently to both sides, rushing to the sky along the inclined rock wall, scattered into a little spark at the highest point, and fell back to the huge crater like a shower.

　　 This is a flame that can burn the sun, and can easily destroy the arcane core cast by the power of the stars of the gods warriors. The power contained in it makes Kahn's heart tremble.

　　 was so scared that he shivered and hugged Kai'Sa tightly.jpg

　　 Now he is very thankful that he made a clear choice just now, and did not follow her into the giant pit because of the invitation of the beauty.