Don’t Mess with the Yordles

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"Then how did I resurrect?"

It was only now that Azir suddenly remembered to ask this question, because the impact of one round and one round was too great.

After seeing his death with his own eyes, he remembered to ask this question, why did he suddenly come back to life?

Both Nasus and Renekton looked at Reid, and the answer was self-evident, and Azir also understood this.

"Master Reid thought of a way."

Nasus answered Azir, and at this time Azir's gaze was already on Reid, and Sivir and Veronica who followed behind, the two mothers and daughters belonged to Shurima. He could feel the blood of the royal family, the blood connection that was thicker than water.

"Master Reid, how did you do it?"

Azir's tone was full of respect again, and he hadn't dealt much with this Master Reid.

After all, his life is short, it only took a few decades to end. Naturally, it is difficult to intersect with Reid, but he still has an impression of Reid.

This is a Yordel who is respected by most "celestial warriors" and has existed longer than the Shurima Empire.

Azir's power as a human emperor has reached the sky, but he still has respect for these extraordinary beings, otherwise he will not finally decide to ascend, he feels that he can step into that ranks one step further.

"Because I sensed that your soul still exists tenaciously, so I thought of a way to resurrect you. Thanks to your ascension energy, you won't be able to rely on the state of your soul to continue to exist."

Reid explained, he certainly can’t say that he knows the plot, so he sent someone to search for the Shurima royal bloodline. Although he can pretend to be a prophet, he doesn’t need to add that kind of identity to himself, after all. In fact, he did not master similar abilities.

"Are they... my offspring? But... just... how did they survive? I mean... their grandparents."

Azir was a little embarrassed. In front of his descendants, he showed them how he, the "last emperor of Shurima," had made the once powerful Shurima fall. He was as proud as him, and his face was naturally a little unsustainable.

And the most important thing is that Azir himself is very uncomfortable for not being able to protect his wife and children, so he is full of guilt for his surviving blood.

At this time, Azir had a completely different mentality from the original Azir who was resurrected in time and space. Although he was equally angry after learning the truth, he was alone and alone at that time, and it was naturally easy to be dazzled by hatred and pain.

And now Azir is surrounded by two trustworthy "God Warriors" Nasus and Renekton, as well as Master Reid, a "respected" old predecessor, and two pitiful younger generations. The most important thing is The thing is, Xerath, the culprit of all this, is now dying by a knife of Master Reid firmly nailed to the ground.

Lake was automatically ignored by Azir. Although Azir could probably guess his identity, that identity really didn't exist.

"I don't know how they survived, but they did, and it was Veronica's blood that awakened your broken soul."

Reid shook his head, I'm afraid only the screenwriter team knows how Azir's offspring survived.

Reid suspected that Azir should have a descendant outside the capital, but Azir did not remember because his soul had been floating for too long, and some things could not be recalled. This explanation was barely reasonable.

"Maybe, it is true that some memories are very vague. I think it may be too long. Although all this looks like yesterday, it has actually been more than three thousand years, isn't it?"

Azir shook his head helplessly. At this time, the sky was already gloomy, and the last sunlight was on the golden-yellow Nashrama, bringing a unique sense of beauty.

And this kind of beauty, this unique brilliance, has disappeared for too long in Shurima, and both Nasus and Renekton are appreciating it. All of this is really hard-won for them.

"Master Reid, what are you going to do with this guy?"

Azir finally looked at Xerath, but he was very polite, because Xerath was a captive of Reid, and he was not qualified to order Reid.

"I want to take him back. His life form is very interesting. I want to take it back and let the mages and scientists study it. Maybe you can get some interesting results, how about it? I think you don’t mind. Don’t worry, the research process will definitely not be easy."

Reid expressed his thoughts. He didn't want to give Xerath to Azir. Such an energy body would be a pity if it was simply killed in the name of venting anger. He could completely let him take away the "waste" first. It’s okay to use it and send it back after studying it.

The face under Azir's eagle-armor helmet sank~www.NovelMTL.com~ He frowned and wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find any reason. After all, the other party was both his savior and Zella. The "actual holder" of Sri Lanka.

Reid was able to negotiate with him nicely, it was enough to save face, and Azir couldn't make any progress.

After the baptism of death and the pain of the collapse of the empire, Azir was no longer so arrogant and arrogant at this time. He was actually not that kind of personality, it was only gradually cultivated by the long-term power.

Now facing Reid, he doesn't have an advantage in face or inside. Naturally, it is impossible to shake his face with Reid. After thinking about it for a while, Azir nodded helplessly.

"After the research is over, can he be handed over to me to deal with it? I can afford to wait now, it doesn't matter how long it takes."

Azir was still a little unwilling. Even if Reid said that the research process would be painful, Xerath would be tortured if he went. Azir still hoped that he would be able to slash Xerath himself. That was for the self and forgiveness. Rima explained that if he couldn't do it, he would not be able to let go.

"Of course there is no problem. If the speed is fast enough, you should be able to do it yourself soon. Of course, the specific situation depends on how mysterious his body is."

Reid naturally agreed to Azir's request. He would urge the Yordel wizards and scientists to be careful not to kill this experimental body.

"I have enough patience. This is the quality of an emperor."

With Reid's consent, Azir felt comfortable, and he made a little joke to ease the atmosphere.

The past has passed, and now both he and Shurima need to look forward. They have to blaze a new path, and he will lead Shurima to rise again.