"Ah! Xerath!!!" It roared angrily and smashed the head of its crocodile with the back of the crescent knife and ax until the scales and armor were broken, and the blood flowed down the long snout.

"Where is he?" it asked, speaking in an ancient, ancient language that Tarvor could understand, but he did not understand who it was asking.

Then, Tavor remembered something, and he was stunned. A name in memory, a figure in legend, and a trace in history all corresponded to the monster in front of him.

A great river is named after it, the guardian of the mausoleum has its golden statue, and its name must be indispensable in historical documents——

The twin heroes of Shurima, the fearless Celestial warrior, the valiant Renekton.

The last ray of brilliance of the sun disappeared, the night was like a dark blue curtain, with the quiet starlight and moonlight hanging down, and the wind in the desert became gentle.

Thousands of years later, Renekton's name was finally known to the world again, even though it was only a trembling cry.

"The Emperor's Vanguard..."

Tavor pointed at the creature in front of him, and murmured tremblingly: "Ray... Renekton!"

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am i god

Renekton was no longer convinced.

Maybe it used to be, the golden disc was shining with golden light on the top of Wanqing Hall.

He remembered that he held a withered ancient man in his hands, and the two of them were carried to the sky by the brilliance of the sun.

All his pains were washed and smoothed, and his body was illuminated

Reshape.

If this memory belongs to me, was I ever a mortal?

Renekton thinks it is, but he can't remember clearly. He feels that his current thoughts are like a group of sand dune flies, and the messy memory fragments are violently dancing inside his long and narrow skull.

The irritability and depression brought about made people want to pry their brains open and take out all the memory fragments inside, crumple them up and throw them away.

It was as if something was stopping me from thinking.

What is reality?What am I now?

Is this oasis a reality?This guy is calling 'Rekton' like it's my name, he's calling me?

Renekton didn't know.

The sun, the moon and the stars were overlapping in a hurry above his head. He only remembered that he was staggering forward in the desert, images of blood and betrayal were burning in his mind, and he saw huge buildings and golden temples falling apart in the blink of an eye.

The accumulation of hundreds of years of civilization was destroyed, just to satisfy the vanity of a man who is so stupid and arbitrary.

Renekton has heard all the treacherous, vicious, slanderous and deceitful rumors, but no one has paid any attention to them, no one has ever paid any attention to Renekton...

So in the end did that civilization die?

Who is that man standing on the throne?

Renekton didn't know, but worried that it was true.

Someone has found the crown of stars, they are going to enter there to desecrate the last pure land, I must stop...

Oh, the sun disk is erected in the distance, what a warm light, as long as it is close to the past, this broken body will shine again... But how to purify the dark heart.

No, no, I have to find him first.

I must find the traitor, the treacherous brother who threw me into darkness.

I must find him and cut him off!Cut it!minced!

Renekton gritted his teeth, stared at the direction of the crown of stars for a while, then put aside the anger that suddenly appeared in his heart, and asked the humble mortal in front of him who could understand his own language.

"Where is my treacherous brother? Answer me!"

Renekton's elder brother... Tarvor subconsciously said, "You mean, Nasus?"

At this moment, he suddenly sniffed hard, and the whispering evening wind seemed to be pouring out something, Renekton suddenly looked in one direction, the anger in his heart seemed to ignite the world.

"Got you!"

"This time, you won't escape from my grasp..."

"Nasus!!!"

He roared, emerald-colored twilight began to accumulate in his body, the scorching light flowed through his body along the forked veins, the sand rose into the air, swirling around Renekton, and he himself gradually stood upright, Show your true body.

He was no longer the hunched figure when he walked into the royal city, Tavor saw the true face of the ancient god, the long-forgotten magic overflowed in his body, and the magic directly from the sun strengthened his various dimensions.

Renekton's rickety body turned to be as strong as the strongest warrior, the reconstructed skin could not see the scars, exuding sparkling vitality, the broken and dull scales shone again, and the gold and bronze armors were in mid-air Flows and refreshes like a glossy beeswax.

Eyes that had been jaundiced now burned with nova light, clearing where madness had once clouded them.

"Oh my god..." Tavor witnessed the power of the god warrior with his own eyes, and knelt down in front of the god body that was more majestic than the legendary Demacia's colossus. It is not shameful in front of such existence .

"Face me!" Renekton roared, and the sand and dust swept away like a storm.

The god warriors under the starry sky started their revenge charge.

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At the same time, on the sand dunes at the edge of the emperor's mausoleum, a tall figure wrapped in linen bandages slowly appeared in a small sandstorm. After he appeared, the sandstorm calmed down immediately.

The person who came was Nasus, he whispered, "Has His Majesty arrived yet?"

Nasus knew that Levi had entered Azir's mausoleum, and the prediction of fate and stars had never been so clear. He concluded that Azir must be resurrected under the hands of the Sun Emperor.

Immediately afterwards, he looked to the west and frowned slightly.

There, he sensed the power of Renekton, and beyond, the malevolent magic of Xerath brewing.

"Nasus!!!" A roar came from a distance, and the power of the god warrior burst out. Nasus saw Renekton in the ascension form charging towards this side. He was wearing golden armor, and the dust was like a cloak. Linger, holding a crescent moon knife and axe, the momentum of the charge is like a landslide, like a tsunami.

"my brother......"

Nasus took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee, grabbed a handful of sand, and watched it blow away with the wind.

"I will end your wildness with my own hands, brother. Then, you will return under the glory of Your Majesty!"

He murmured, and all the linen bandages on his body broke immediately. After a roar, dark purple flames like ashes coiled up, hot light flowed through his body along the forked veins, and the sand on the ground rose into the air , whirling around Nasus, like the sublimation of Renekton.

Nasus, wearing Shurima gold armor, entered the ascension form with a height of more than 20 meters, and the jeweled ax in his hand shone brilliantly.

He looked sad, but his eyes were firm

Determined, he waved his ax and smashed towards his brother, Renekton, who once carried him up the ascent ladder.

The two god warriors who once fought side by side finally ushered in a fateful duel under the starry sky!

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"Damn! What is that!"

Cassiopeia screamed and dodged the green flames spouting from the mouth of a golden relief, and watched with her own eyes that the flames enveloped one of Sivir's mercenary men. There were no bones left.

"Stay away from these reliefs." Li Weisi waved his hand and released a bolt of lightning to shatter the reliefs in the corridor. Although he was the emperor of Shurima, the traps in Azir's tomb would not show mercy.

Deeper and deeper into the twisted tomb after passing the original gate, many of Sivir's fellow mercenaries and even black rose spellcasters were killed by deadly traps.

Some traps are the magic of golems, and some traps come from the numerous guardians inside the tomb-Bakay.

These Bakays are different from the ones I met in Amumu's Mausoleum. They seem to have completely lost their minds and can't talk at all. Even when they face Li Weisi, they just freeze for a second, and then let out a crazy roar to attack other people. .

Considering that Xerath and Renekton had been imprisoned in Azir's tomb for thousands of years, these angry and spiteful Bakai lived next to two crazy Ascendants, one of whom loved to torture the other with magic. It is probably reasonable for the human mind to be completely insane.

Levi didn't kill those Bakay, thinking that there might be a way after Azir's resurrection, but just thought of stunning them with lightning, but those Bakay all ran away after seeing Levi's shot, which was not too bad. It took a lot of strength.

During the period, I also met some treasure hunters who later entered the mausoleum. They were stunned for a second when they saw Li Weisi and his party, but Cassiopeia got out of the way with the idea of ​​letting them fall into a trap.

Li Weisi didn't like these treasure hunters very much, but he had no grudges after all, and just said in a humanitarian spirit: "Danger ahead."

The treasure hunters glanced at Li Weisi blankly, and walked to the end of the tomb corridor first. Some people pried the golden reliefs on both sides of the corridor on the spot, and were killed by the magic attached to it.

Later, when he heard the occasional screams from the tomb, Li Weisi was unmoved.

These treasure hunters went through many traps, which saved Cassiopeia and the others a lot of effort. Of course, not all of them sent them. Some experienced and lucky ones still got some good things, and they also Don't be greedy, just go back after getting something.

But it's hard to say whether you can leave safely. After all, even if you are lucky enough to escape the pursuit of the guardian Bakay and the mausoleum colossus, you will have to face the Xerath Legion that has already suppressed the army after you go out.

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Chapter 394 Chapter 51 Sivir, This Is Your Destiny

The group continued to walk in, and after Ezreal saw through many confusing intersections and pointed out the correct path, they came to a huge golden tomb door.

Compared with the huge Shurima sun symbol on the golden gate, surrounded by sculpted guards and reliefs depicting ancient god warriors, the gate of Amumu's tomb seems to be opened for dwarves .

Sivir looked around with a sullen face. She had already lost four of her subordinates here, all of whom were first-class experts. Even though she knew very well that this was the destiny of hired soldiers, she still felt a little nervous when she thought of the shrinking power of her subordinates. uncomfortable.

Such emotions dissipated when she looked at the reliefs carved on the huge wall around the golden tomb door.

The reliefs depict pictures of the ancient Shurima Empire. The majesty of the king's capital is inexplicable. Beast-headed warriors stand tall in the Wanqing Temple, or wield weapons to fight a strange creature.

And more depict everything about the empire, the comings and goings of merchants leading strange beasts, the lives of the people, the luxury of the nobles, and the whipped slaves. When the eyes shifted, they were fixed at the highest point of the relief, a round of golden discs. Hanging high in the sky.

Sivir didn't know what was depicted on it, and had some guesses in his heart, but he couldn't be sure.

It's just that, when the eyes fell on the golden disc, and when the beast-headed heroes painted on the relief were engaged in war with the evil creatures underground, a kind of throbbing from the depths of the blood flashed.

She was excited and watched intently.

Zoe tried to find Levi's figure on the relief, biting her index finger, and flying in front of the painting wall with a brilliant wake.

"How to open this door?" Cassiopeia was stunned in front of the golden tomb door. When Black Rose investigated the emperor's tomb, she didn't find the existence of this golden door, so she didn't prepare the key.

The other members of Black Rose are also confused, this is the end, won't they return in vain?

a little restless

The atmosphere spread, and the spellcasters expressed their opinions, some said to use weapons to pry it open, some said to use magic to try it, and some simply wanted to give up the things behind the gate.

There are many tombs on this road, and there are enough rare treasures in any tomb, which is more than enough for business trips.

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