Chapter 401 The mysterious future battle of the rising sun disk
In the endless dark space of chaos.
Nasus' obsidian body is covered with countless cuts and scars, and the golden bones are exposed in the right hand holding the long-handled battle ax tightly.
His consciousness was hazy and he could only heal his body with the immortal power given after his ascension.
However, Xerath's arcane power shattered space and banished him to the turbulent space outside the material realm. The healing speed of the immortal power in his body could not match the damage caused by space.
Suddenly!
Nasus felt his skin become warm, and the familiar power of the sun penetrated into the obsidian body along the wound, increasing the activity of the immortal power.
He moved his body, slowly stretching his flexed shoulders and legs. Good news came from his neurons, and his limbs were almost completely restored.
Nasus slowly opened his eyes, a deep purple glow disappearing in his pupils.
He forgot about the passage of time, which meant that he stayed in the dark space for an unknown length of time.
With the help of the power of the sun, Nasus' body healed quickly. His only memory now is the final arcane torrent that destroyed the Tomb of the Emperor.
The darkness leaves and the sun falls.
Nasus followed the blazing sunlight and noticed the physical realm just around the corner.
He braced himself mentally and controlled the immortal obsidian body to pass slowly.
Under the guidance of the power of the sun, Nasus re-entered the material realm.
Where the Emperor's Tomb once stood, only a bottomless pit remains, like a mottled wound in the desert, silently telling of Xerath's unparalleled arcane power.
The morning light fell into the purple pupils, and Nasus saw the sun disk once again standing on the yellow sand in the distance, and a familiar figure buried deep in his memory stood in front of him.
It’s Azir!
Wearing a golden eagle armor, with sleeves covered with iridescent feathers raised, the face under the helmet looks noble and majestic.
Beside him is Sivir, who originally disappeared in the Tomb of the Emperor. His blue eyes are covered with a layer of golden light.
"Nasus, long time no see!"
Azir spoke softly, and the golden scepter poured down the power of the sun to heal Nasus' body.
Nasus knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully to the Celestial Emperor.
When the Sun Disk stood above the yellow sand again, he understood that although Xerath was still a danger that could not be ignored, the reborn Celestial Emperor would surely lead the Shurima Empire to rise again. .
And he will fulfill his past duties and provide guidance and consultation for the new empire.
Seemingly understanding what Nasus was thinking, Azir sensed that Xerath was waiting somewhere in the world.
There will definitely be a battle between them!
Azir took a step forward and stared at the rising sun disk, the golden scepter in his hand glowing with brilliance.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The sun disk bloomed with light like the sun, endless wind and sand rolled up, and the disappeared ruined city was reorganized in front of us and rose to the ground.
The healing water flows between the temples, and under the emperor's order, the sun temples rise from the ground one after another to welcome the sun.
Immediately afterwards, a yellow sand army wearing armor walked forward in neat steps along the city streets and knelt down on one knee.
Nasus quietly looked at the almost mythical means under the sun's disk and came behind Azir.
"Your Majesty, can we find any trace of Renekton?"
Hearing this, Azir's eyes flickered, and the eye-catching brilliance of the sun covered this vast desert area.
"I'm sorry, Renekton has disappeared. Wherever the sun shines, there is no scent of him."
Nasus was silent, thinking of Renekton's abnormal state, he clenched the long-handled battle ax with his finger bones, and thought to himself .
“I will find you, brother!”
“It’s time for us to set off!”
Azir walked forward slowly, Sivir following closely behind him and Nasus, followed by yellow sand soldiers wearing golden armor.
"The Shurima Empire was once the glory of Runeterra, and I will restore its glory!"
Using the power of the sun disk, Azir's gaze overlooked the Shurima continent that had almost turned into a desert, solemnly oath.
Shurima continent, the land in the far west.
At the end of the Mother of Life, an oasis is located in the desert.
The central city is Nerimaji, which has left a strong mark on Shurima's history and is also the birthplace of Xerath.
Naerimajie continued to the west, near the coastline of the Sea of Conquerors, and there was a mountain peak that almost connected to the sky.
Tornado!
The top of the world in Runeterra.
This towering mountain peak is entirely made of hard rocks. It is bathed in the scorching sun all year round and always overlooks the mountains at its feet. It is majestic and unparalleled in the world.
Near Mount Targon is an uninhabited land far away from civilization, which is out of reach for many people.
Only the most determined seekers are lucky enough to see his face.
Many legends in the world are related to Targon, and, like other mysterious areas, Targon is also a shining beacon that attracts dreamers, madmen and adventurers.
Some brave people will try to climb this extremely high mountain, perhaps to find wisdom and enlightenment, perhaps to pursue glory or some overwhelming desire deep in their souls.
At the top of Mount Titan, the Burning Sun Sect.
The rays of the scorching sun reflect on a glorious and majestic temple towering on the mountain peak.
At this moment, inside the temple, a blond woman wearing golden armor and holding a giant sun sword stopped training.
"The fighting aura of the star spirits? And the revived Shurima Empire royal bloodline?"
The power of the heavenly star spirits in the blonde woman's body burned brightly through her eyes, as if it was Across space, look at the battle situation on the continent of Shurima.
“Which star spirit came to the world? And has the power of fire?”
“The Angel of Justice Kyle? The aura is a little different, and it has not yet arrived at the time of her arrival. ?”
The blonde woman's skin flashed with blazing sparks, and the giant sun sword in her hand also burst out with bursts of scorching power.
After a long time, the blond woman withdrew her blazing eyes and walked towards the temple.
"Your Majesty Leona!"
The Lahoraks passing by bowed to the blonde woman with fanatical expressions.
Leona, Lady of Dawn, is the leading light of the Sun Cult and the Rakkor tribe, just like the sun has always guided them forward.
Has an extraordinary status in Mount Targon. Leona nodded to the Lahoraks one by one, and when she arrived at the location of the Sun Sect, someone was already waiting for them.
"Arrange people to go to the Shurima continent. The royal bloodline of the Shurima Empire will return to the world and make contact with them." Leona ordered.
"In addition, let's find out if any star spirits have arrived, or if there are people with star spirit talents."
"Yes!" The members of the Burning Sun Sect quickly made arrangements.
Although the Sun Cult and the Rakkor are otherworldly, they pay attention to what is happening in Runeterra.
There have been several disasters that have posed fatal threats to Mount Targon and the Rakkor tribe living nearby.
Under the foot of Mount Targon.
A settlement to the north of the Rakkor tribe.
Among the endless mountains and rocks, plateau wheat grows tenaciously, not afraid of the harsh mountain wind and the hardness of the rocks, waiting until it matures.
Around the settlement, there are Rakkor people roaming everywhere. They may be armed with spears and patrol the plateau to be wary of barbarian invasions.
Or bending down in the wheat field, carefully cleaning out the pests hidden in the wheat to ensure the healthy growth of every wheat grain.
At noon, the fireworks in the settlement gradually rose and smoke curled up.
The shouts came one after another in the distance, which were the sounds of children running home after playing.
In a stone house near Wheat on the Plateau, a weather-beaten middle-aged man sat in front of the door.
The shirtless upper body was surrounded by a torn blue cloak, and the surface of the bronze skin was engraved with extremely dim rune marks.
The most eye-catching thing is the fatal scar from the left chest to the right abdomen. Even if it is condensed, it can be seen that it is shocking and terrifying.
While looking at the thriving plateau wheat in front of him, he wiped the copper-colored spear and shield in his hands.
Suddenly!
The copper-colored spear ignited with flames, and the shield also suddenly became ablaze.
It seemed to be calling him to fight.
"Huh?" The middle-aged man stood up, pointing the spear in his hand at the far east, eager to try.
"Is this. Are there ascended ones reappearing in the world? It seems there are quite a lot of them."
He stood there, looking at the east of the Shurima continent, with a sad look on his face, recalling the past. .
At that time, when he was under the rule of the Shurima Empire, he killed the ascended ones known as the Celestial Warriors and guarded the settlements.
During the Darkin War, he defeated the notorious Darkin sword demon Aatrox and drove away the barbarians who attacked the settlements.
Now, thousands of years have passed, and the Ascended Ones have reappeared.
"Is the mysterious future war about to sweep across Runeterra?"
The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the playful Rakkor not far away, a touch of soft color turning into determination. , climbed up the hard face.
The Noxus Empire.
On the cliffs on the east coast, an ancient and dilapidated noble castle seems to have been forgotten by time, hidden among the mountains.
The cracks on the dark gray city wall are like mottled scars, silently telling the vicissitudes of the past.
The interior of the castle is dusty and sophisticated, filled with the smell of decay and death.
In the deepest part of the castle, a huge dance floor lies there quietly, filled with scarlet blood, as if it is the source of life and the curse of death.
Suddenly, the runes surrounding the blood pool lit up with a bloody glow, jumping in the darkness, as if something evil was awakening.
Under the influence of the evil force, the surrounding air became turbid and heavy.
At this moment, a bright red bubble appeared in the center of the blood pool, and then a petite figure rose from the blood pool.
He is a noble boy who looks extremely childish, but there is an evil aura around him, indicating that he is a very dangerous existence.
"Huo Jixing, Star Spirit!"
A clear voice sounded, but the tone was full of fear and anger.
The noble boy was suspended in mid-air. After absorbing all the blood in the blood pool, a sinister look appeared in his bloody eyes.
"Damn it, you destroyed my thousand years of hard work!"
Vladimir's tone was low, and he wanted to regain his former strength after his body died.
Even with thousands of years of accumulation, it still takes a long time.
The most important thing is that his original body is the pinnacle of blood witchcraft, which is not comparable to this body at all.
"Thousands of years!"
Vladimir thought of the battle at the Tomb of the Emperor and regretted his greedy actions.
However, if he had the chance to choose again, he would still focus on Huo Jixing's star body.
The past dark descendant war brought a psychological shadow to him, otherwise he would not be holding on to Huo Jixing like this, trying to get his flesh and blood.
“Star Spirits, are all existences your slaves?”
Vladimir clearly remembered how the darkspawn who violated the will of the protoss were destroyed. They had sacrificed their lives to resist the void, but were ultimately destroyed in the hands of the protoss.
“I want to live, I must continue to live!” Vladimir looked at the resurrected weak body and whispered.
"Huh?"
Just as he was about to walk out of the dark room of the castle, he vaguely noticed something and looked back at the altar near the blood pool.
It is the emergency communication circle within the Black Rose, which can span thousands of miles.
Once upon a time, Vladimir could dine with the Pale Lady as an equal. The intertwined dark magic and blood witchcraft made the wine on the table rancid, and the roses withered, turning from bright red to black.
However, now that he had just resurrected, he did not dare to contact the pale lady.
After thousands of years of cooperation, he knows the dark character of the pale lady better than anyone else.
"Is it Elise who went back to tell the pale lady the result?"
Vladimir looked deeply at the shimmering altar with rapid light and decisively escaped from the castle.
He must avoid the Pale Lady, and then use the power of the Scarlet Secret Society to regain his strength secretly.
Even for the sake of safety, he secretly made a decision, once there are signs of danger in the Scarlet Secret Society.
He will abandon everything, stay away from the continent of Valoran, and will no longer get involved in anything.
(End of this chapter)