Chapter 397 Arcane Ritual Come and see my power!
Depths of the mausoleum palace.
The Shurima Empire, a great force that once nearly dominated Runeterra, left behind the power to rise again in this tomb of the emperor.
Azir, the former emperor of the empire slowly stood up, with a little anger in his golden eyes.
His figure is unusually tall, like an unshakable towering mountain.
At this moment, the immortal brilliance of the sun poured into his body like a golden waterfall.
In the blazing light, Azir's body changed. A pair of golden armor like an eagle covered his body. It was sharp and majestic, making people dare not look directly at it.
As the armor was forged, he was given the ability to control yellow sand.
Azir raised his hands, awakening the power of the sun in his body, and prepared to raise the sun disk in the ruins of the palace again.
But the power seems not enough.
Azir still stayed in this unknown land, and the power of the sun flowing in his body was still building his body.
“Hurry up, hurry up!”
Azir’s expression was urgent, and he could faintly see the energy fluctuations generated by the outside world.
But before returning to the world, he needs to figure out what happened on the day of his ascension.
The wind swept up Xisha, recreating the last moments of his city.
Azir just stood there, letting Huang Sha re-interpret everything.
Echoes of the past ring out.
Azir saw his mortal body rising into the air, approaching the sun's disk.
He opened his arms and arched his back, preparing for the ascension ceremony.
The endless power of the sun penetrated him, merged with his existence, and injected divine power into his body.
A familiar figure formed from the dust appeared in front of him.
It is his most familiar and trusted servant and friend, his wizard——
Zerath!
His friend pronounced a word.
Azir saw his body falling from the altar like glass, exploding into dust like fine sand in the fire of the sun.
"Xerath!?"
Azir looked at the murderer's face, and unknown anger arose in his heart.
The phantom of Xerath, made of sand and dust, rose higher and higher, the energy of the sun's disk concentrated on him.
The elite Ascendants responsible for guarding the palace rushed towards him.
But they were too late.
A shock wave of sand and dust erupted, disintegrating the final remnants of Shurima.
Azir stood alone in the echoes of the past, the dust settling.
In the phantom of death just now, his family appeared in front of him, presented in a perfect scene, and the real details were heartbreaking.
His pregnant wife; her shy daughter clutching his wife's hand; his son holding his head high, almost ready to grow up.
Azir could clearly see the changes in expressions on their faces.
Although he knew what happened next, he couldn't avoid the sight.
His daughter hid her face in the folds of his wife's skirt; his son reached for his sword and screamed; his wife. Her eyes were wide open, filled with sadness and despair.
Then, the raging power of the sun destroyed them and disappeared into thin air.
This was an unbearable burden, but there were no tears in Azir's eyes, only overwhelming anger.
“Zeras, your sins are unforgivable!”
"I will never allow you to come back!"
Zerath looked down at the mausoleum palace that was undergoing unknown changes, and felt Azir's looming breath of life, and said ferociously.
He was keenly aware that the terrifying power hidden in this emperor's tomb was rapidly depleting.
And this is a sight he has never seen before after being sealed here for thousands of years.
"Is it providing energy for Azir's return?" Xerath thought to himself.
He let go of Sivir, pointed to the palace below with disgust, and said viciously.
“If you want to come back, I will bury you under the yellow sand and imprison you forever!”
[Arcane Ritual]!
Xerath no longer hides his true power and ascends into his true form.
At this moment, Xerath's arcane energy body was as dazzling as a newborn star, and the sarcophagus chains covered with arcane flames were retracted into the body.
Behind him, the sea of thunder clouds transformed by arcane energy rioted.
Arcane comets with blue-white flames appeared one after another like huge meteorites, converging on the dome.
“See my power!”
Xerath looked down at the unknown changes in the palace below, ignoring Renekton and Nasus who were fighting, and completely released his arcane power. Magical energy. Boom! Boom!
The blue-white arcane meteorites were like a natural disaster, bombarding with unstoppable force, pushing the mausoleum palace into the abyss of chaos and destruction.
The dome is completely broken, and arcane meteorites fall like dense raindrops. Each impact will be accompanied by shaking of the earth and mountains, and deadly fire will also fall from the sky, covering all areas below.
In a flash!
The mausoleum palace is falling apart, and every arcane meteorite that falls to the ground bursts out with fierce flames, destroying everything it touches.
Under the impact of this force, the golden palaces turned into tsunami-like fluids and met meteor-like waterfalls, and the solid walls collapsed and melted.
Even this emperor's tomb, after losing the hidden power of the sun, could not withstand Xerath's arcane wash.
The ground of the city streets outside the palace began to break, and many buildings collapsed one after another like dominoes.
The golden gems on the dome also lost their protective power at this moment and fell from heights one after another.
Darkness came, and only the flames ignited overturned the emperor's tomb, a messenger of destruction, sweeping through the stretching buildings.
All of a sudden.
Only the roar of flames and the sound of collapsing buildings echoed through the empty ruins.
When the end of destruction approaches, Nasus and Renekton, who are fighting, are also affected in vain.
The falling arcane meteorite, the burning blue and white flames, and the collapsed wreckage buried the two people who were caught off guard.
Nasus was already seriously injured, and was at the end of his strength when fighting Renekton, and now he is being wiped out by Xerath's arcane spells.
He felt that his muscles and bones forged by the scorching sun were broken as easily as rotten wood and buried in the collapsed ruins.
Is darkness coming again?
Nasus' mountain-like body returned to the level of a normal ascended person, but his vision was covered with a layer of darkness.
“Is it death?”
His eyes wandered in the darkness, and he saw a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him.
“No, this is not death!”
Those were Renekton's eyes, which protected him at critical moments, but at this moment, his eyes were full of struggle.
“Nasus, my brother, I am trying to find my will.”
Rekton’s tone was extremely heavy, containing a variety of emotions, including resentment, anger and Sanity and so on.
“But it will take time!”
When Nasus heard Renekton’s voice, a joyful smile appeared on his scarred face.
He wanted to reach out his arms and hug his brother.
But Renekton dodged his hand, shook his head and said, "I can't accept your touch yet."
"My body is still full of dark energy. Power. But I will try to control it until I find my true self and come to you again."
After saying that, Renekton endured the pain and pushed away the pile of pain on his back. of dust, wielding the long crescent blade, carving out a passage and disappearing into the depths of the ruins.
“Azir, can you come back?”
The scorching hurricane is filled with Xerath's vicious words, and the madness from ancient times is torturing others as its most intoxicating pleasure.
"Haha, I will personally destroy your emperor's tomb and strangle your way back."
Xerath hangs high in the dome, and he is like a god in the arcane light.
The arcane ceremony just now released most of the power of ascension left in his body.
But fortunately the result is good.
The Tomb of the Kings was completely destroyed, and Nasus was buried in the ruins below. Renekton continues to endure the darkness.
And he was completely free.
As long as he returns to the continent of Shurima and stays for a while, he will become more powerful than ever.
Xerath moved his eyes, looking for Sivir who had disappeared, but unexpectedly noticed something strange.
He looked suddenly and looked towards the entrance of the Tomb of the Emperor. Two extremely powerful auras suddenly appeared and rushed over quickly.
"What is Xerath doing?"
Huo Jixing stood in the ruins of the mausoleum palace, with green clouds rising beside him, resisting the impact of arcane meteorites,
He was originally watching the show, enjoying the fight between Nasus and Renekton's brothers, and spying on the Ascended One's specific strength.
It must be said that even in a weak state, Nasus still has the power to step into the legend.
Rekton is even more wild, and his killing skills are at the peak of his powers. In his darkened form, he is slightly stronger than Nasus.
However, just as he was watching with great interest, Xerath suddenly launched a large-scale arcane attack for some reason.
Having harmed Chi Yu, he could only try his best to protect Catalina and Cassiopeia.
Wait until Xerath stops his attack.
Huo Jixing saw that the former emperor's tomb had been reduced to ruins, and arcane flames were burning wantonly, as far as the eye could see, it was like the end of the world was coming.
At the same time, he also noticed that the bloodline seal of the Emperor's Tomb had expired.
(End of this chapter)