He Comes From the Void

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Under the cold touch, Ryze woke up with a cough, pressed his temples, and his head was dizzy.

"water?"

It is a very rare thing to encounter water in the desert, not to mention that the water is dripping from a high place, and it hurts when it splashes on the face.

Water droplets splashed into the entrance nose. Not only did he choke, his whole body was immersed in the cold running water, and the scorched wound touched with the cold water and there was a burst of tingling pain.

Something must have happened above, Ryze on the river bed thought so, but involuntarily stretched out his hands and held a handful of water to his mouth.

It is clear and cold, like spring water, but it is much better, and it seems to contain magic. Ryz, who had drunk the water from the dirty well of Shurima, couldn't help thinking that this must be what the king and the gods drank.

In addition, he felt that after drinking this magical water, his wounds seemed to be slowly recovering.

Legend has it that inside the temple of the Dawn Oasis, there is a spring that can gush healing water. No matter the multiple injuries, just lie in it and you can save it. Ryze feels that he drinks water that has been diluted countless times.

Although he was very thirsty, reason told him that it was time to leave here, otherwise he might be washed away when the current gets bigger.

Looking at the bank of at least a hundred meters high, Ryze started to cast spells.

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Amidst the magnificent windbreak dam and the moat that can nourish the entire desert continent, the dawn oasis is actually a mountain city high in the middle and low on the four sides, and the internal space is even more complicated.

A frightened and angry Xerath drifted along the terrain towards the center of the city, a glare of golden light in the city attracted his attention. He stopped and watched the golden light rise from the center of the city, rising higher and higher, surpassing the horizontal line where he was located, and finally stopped in front of the towering sun disk.

The golden light faded, revealing a humanoid figure. It was not a human, but a creature that was more powerful than human. It was transformed by pure solar magic and became the supreme being.

The existence of such a life itself is a kind of shock, and no language can accurately describe the true power and stalwart of the ascending emperor.

Xerath saw Azir in the golden light, and Azir also saw Xerath. Xerath's eyes were cold like torches, and the tail of the flame was surging with tongues of fire, constantly escaping like fireflies. Azir's eyes burned with pale light like the newborn sun, and mysterious energy was surging like a wave.

Although both of them had changed their appearances and could not see the original appearance at all, they still recognized each other at a glance.

Their eyes were instantly attracted like the poles of a magnet, and a wonderful chemical reaction occurred at the same time, and an extremely complex emotion was brewing in each other's hearts.

Hatred, disappointment, grief... They are not simply betrayed and betrayed. They used to be as close as brothers and feet, but now there is more hatred than there is.

"Xeras!" Azir's voice was angry and hoarse. "Your sins are unforgivable."

He is aloof, like the absolute imperial power, saying one thing, and holding the power of life and death. The staring gaze immediately reminded Xerath of the fact that he was once a slave. A member of the royal family is forbidden to interact with slaves, so their friendship has never been equal from beginning to end, no matter if he ever wanted Azir to ascend the throne. What a great effort has been made and what changes have been made.

That day, he only had to ask Azir for the things he had promised as a child, but Azir reminded Xerath with a grim face that he wanted him to see the position of his slave. On that day, the last trace of nobility in Xerath's heart completely died out.

Azir did not complete the promise, but the promise was decades late.

"Useless Emperor Azir, my biggest miscalculation is to let you survive, but it doesn't matter, the reality is just to let me kill you again." Xerath's voice was as if he was dipped in honey, and he was still mortal. Same time.

His hands were claw-like, and the arc bounced back and forth between his fingers, and his condensed body burned brighter with anger.

"The shackles of the past are still binding me, and I can't take these burdens to rebuild Shurima. I will thwart you, the poison, and turn the bones into ashes, so that Shurima can usher in the dawn again."

Azir had already made Xerath's attitude clear, and he raised his hand, and there was a gust of wind in Shurima's capital. Dawn Oasis flies sand and rocks, and even the sand dunes outside the city are all moving, flowing in like tide over the windbreak dam, and piling up on the neat opposite bank of the river.

There was Luosha's hiss everywhere, and the aura around him began to become tense, like a bowstring about to break, like an ambush on all sides.

"Don't be ashamed, you would have done nothing without me!" Xerath looked at all this with envy.

He has painstakingly prepared for decades, pulling up the entire empire to bury him, but what he got is an incomplete ascension, and he has to be imprisoned underground for thousands of years in the dark. As for Azir, he can be resurrected even if he is dead, recognized by the Sun Disk, and obtained the power of orthodox ascension.

Just because he was a slave.

Even an object had to discriminate against himself. Xerath, who was treated unfairly, stared at the sun disk behind Azir with his burning eyes. Arcane fire was born in his chest, and his hands threw out lightning, thunder and earth. The fire blasted like a torrential rain on the disc of the sun that obscured the sky.

Suddenly, the disc reflected a golden light that was a hundred times stronger than the noon sun, covering everything in Azir's vision.

Xerath was shrouded in this light, and his body immediately burned~www.readwn.com~ He screamed painfully, falling like a comet, and the black smoke that came out dragged a trail in the air.

"My strength grows with the rising of the sun, and when the earth wakes up, I am also reborn. But as long as you are alive, Shurima has no future, so I will kill you with the flames of the sun and use it again. Huang Sha will bury you."

Azir's voice came from above. He raised his head and saw that the figure of the ascending emperor turned into a light-absorbing black outline under the backlight.

"Xerath, you don't deserve to ascend!"

Following Azir's declaration, the light became stronger, and Xerath's body was burned, and the burning iron links were melted.

On the other side, the two brothers bathed in light also changed.

The magical repair from the sun even strengthened Nasus's scarred body, his broken bones gathered together again, and his skin became as hard as obsidian. He felt that he was actually growing, and his body became even bigger.

This felt like standing on the altar and receiving the enlightenment of the holy light. Nasus stood up and exposed his body to a larger area of ​​light.