He Comes From the Void

A figure wrapped in a robe came to the city gate of Nasrami, and his tall figure immediately attracted a lot of attention.

　　 He was wrapped in a rag-like robe from head to toe, but he still couldn't hide his strong figure.

　　 He held a long cloth-wrapped cane tightly, and the wide top was also covered with rags.

　　 His legs are bent at a strange angle, and it seems that it is not easy to move.

　　 The appearance of this weird person immediately attracted the attention of the gate guard.

"take inspection!"

　　 The blades of the two halberds crossed his chest, and the strange man raised his eyes from the ground under his feet.

　　 Two Noxian soldiers armed with sharp-edged halberds stopped him. They were wearing black iron armor and blood-red cloaks behind them like a raging wave. The spiked helmets that danced wildly showed only a pair of eyes.

　　 But to ordinary people, they are like two soldiers who are dark iron beasts, but in front of this giant, they are as weak and small as children.

The halberd was longer than the height of the soldier, and the halberd only came to his chest. His figure was as majestic as an iron tower, casting a huge shadow.

　　 The weird man looked down at them, his face hidden in the shadow cast by the stretched headscarf.

　　 A hand stretched out from the sleeve cage, he paused the cloth-wrapped cane on the ground, and made a dull echo in the street.

　　 They saw his fingers wrapped in a leper-like bandage.

　　 did not speak, but brought an unparalleled sense of oppression to the two soldiers.

　　 The two soldiers had never felt anxious, and they were almost selected as Cui Fali's soldiers. Even if they faced an entire Cui Fali army before, they had never felt such a strong sense of oppression.

　　 They looked at the face under the robe through the gap in the helmet, and a ray of golden light flickered in the shadow.

　　 "I saw Shurima's sunshine in your eyes. You were born in this land, but you took up arms for Noxus."

　　 The strange man shook his head. His accent was heavy and buzzing, as if coming from a dry well that had been thousands of years old, Shurima’s ancient language revealed a long history of vicissitudes.

　　 This is definitely not a sound human can make, but more like an ancient sculpture that has come alive.

　　Where is this sacred? Fear oozes from the soldier's heart.

　　 Although he was surprised that the other party saw through his own life experience, in order to defend the honor of Noxus, the soldier gritted his teeth and said what he got stuck in his throat. : "When our generation was born, it was already occupied by Noxus."

　　 A trace of unnoticeable grief flashed in the strange man's eyes.

　　 For thousands of years, the war on this land has never stopped.

　　 The power changes, from the gods to the mortals, the throne has changed batch after batch, but none of them are the monarchs he recognizes.

　　 The dynasty he served no longer exists, and the territory of the empire has become a colony of barbarians.

　　 Although he understands the importance of war to a country, he can't help but feel sad when he thinks that the land he protects is being invaded.

　　 "Noxus has only a thousand years of history. When my brother led the Golden Armored soldiers to capture this place, your capital of Noxus was just an uncivilized wasteland."

　　 He didn't mean to show off when he said this. He just felt sorry that the soldiers couldn't see their roots clearly.

　　 "You are talking about legends from ancient times. Now this place is under the jurisdiction of Noxus. You must be checked before you can enter the city!"

　　 With a war roar, the two halberds made a sharp metal collision, which made him have to face reality.

　　 "You better don't stop me, I just came here to find someone and don't want to see blood."

　　 The weird snorted coldly and turned to face the east where the sun was falling.

　　 The sun melted the shadows, and the two soldiers narrowed their eyes to look at the protruding muzzle under his turban, and suddenly their eyes widened.

　　 "You are the **** of Shurima! You are... Nasus!"

　　 The shock made them lose their thoughts, and he gently pushed the two heavy halberds away with his cane, and then slowly walked into the city gate, and no one stopped them.

　　 Nasus followed the crowd through the Guangming Bazaar towards the library in the center, ignoring people's eyes as much as possible.

　　 His figure was already very eye-catching, and now the guards of the city gate must have spread his identity to everyone.

　　 Even when he passed the black stone arch named Noxora, he didn't stop to show that he wanted to smash it.

　　 In his heart, Shurima is dying.

　　 He didn't think she could rise again.

　　 Unlike the walls and gates that were rebuilt by Noxus, the scene of the inner city of Nashram can still see the shadows left after the glory has passed.

　　 He still deeply remembers how his brother violently rushed into the city to kill, defeated the enemy's defense line, and brought this ancient city into Shurima's rule.

　　 But what happened after that made him feel bad about it.

　　 Under the leadership of Renekton, the victorious Shurima soldiers slaughtered and deliberately set fire.

　　 Crazy Renekton set fire to the Great Library of Nasrami, destroying countless volumes of unique books in the world.

　　 His atrocities of trampling and destroying the defeated civilization angered Nasus. It was the closest the two brothers had come to a **** clash. They stood in the middle of the ancient city with their swords drawn.

　　 Finally, in the stern and disappointed eyes of his brother, Renekton's bloodthirsty finally faded, and he finally left in shame.

　　 He who stood in the sea of ​​flame that time~www.readwn.com~ never expected that one day he would seal his brother and an invincible enemy into endless darkness together.

　　 This matter became his eternal heart knot, and he was lost in the desert with a heavy sense of guilt since then.

The post-disaster reconstruction of 　　Nashlamy was carried out under the supervision of Nasus, and even the skilled craftsmen of Icathia could not return the original appearance of this ancient city.

　　 So Nasus built this scorched land into the shape of Shurima.

　　 It's just that no matter how solid the rock is, it can't help the erosion of time.

　　 After the fall of Shurima, there were frequent wars, and there were no more skilled craftsmen to polish the gold on this beach.

　　 Many buildings of Nashirama survived that fall, but these ancient Shurima buildings have also withered due to the force of the elements for decades.

　　 Although some young residents hope to demolish and rebuild, the old people feel that this is an insult to their heritage and blood, and a defacement to their origin.

　　 He heard people muttering something around him, and his name would sometimes be heard vaguely, but he turned a deaf ear, went all the way, turned a bend, and finally stepped into the square in the center of the city.

　　 The most boastful thing in the city is a gorgeous replica of a sun disc without magic.

　　 The purpose of this solar disc was to commemorate the fall of Shurima, and it is also a hope that the sun will one day bless them again.