he came from the void

"You've definitely heard his legend, guess what."

"Loyal Servant" Sivir fell into deep thought.

There are many loyal ministers in the history of Shurima, but the only ones who can survive to the present are those god warriors who have been imbued with the power of ascension and lived for thousands of years.

And the most famous among them is the governor of the desert.

He was the youngest general in the history of Shurima, and won countless victories for the Shurima army with his strategizing tactics.

After decades of devotion to his duties, he suffered from a merciless illness in his later years.

Skinny, muscular atrophy, brittle bones, dead within a week.

In the end, it was his contribution to the empire that moved the Sun God. The Holy See of the Sun recast his divine body through the Ascension Ceremony, and continued to guard Shurima with a body made of obsidian for generations.

But after the dynasty collapsed and the glory faded away, the god warrior was lost in the endless desert.

To this day, he is still seen wandering the endless desert, accompanied by the ghosts of ancient times and his own sorrow.

It is also said that his bleak figure often appears in the ruins of Shurima's dead cities, watching the desert gradually bury the remaining ruins, mourning the old country and those who have passed away.

Or alone, he occasionally glimpses in the sight of passing travelers before disappearing into sandstorms or morning mist.

"You're not talking about Nasus, the son of the desert, are you?" Sivir tentatively asked.

"That's right, the person I'm looking for is Nasus." Kahn crossed his arms and leaned slightly sideways on Kai'sa's shoulder in a comfortable posture, so that she, who was attracted by the story, could hear more clearly.

"As unique as your royal blood is, Nasus is the only free Ascendant in existence."

Kahn is not wrong, there is not only one Ascendant, but Nasus is the only one who can move freely.The others were either infected by the void and became bloodthirsty darkborn, or they were sealed in ancient tombs.

Sivir sucked hot air into her chest, and she felt a tinge of anger.

"I doubt your statement very much. If those legends are true, if Nasus is really a supporter of the royal family, then why didn't he show up when my family was massacred by the Sains?"

"Because what he defends is not the orthodox blood of the royal family, but the Shurima Empire ruled by the royal family." Kahn looked at Sivir's nails clenched into his flesh, and said slowly: "He didn't know that the blood of his descendants was sprinkled on What kind of miracles can be caused on the sand of the tomb, because I don’t know, so I don’t do anything.”

"Shurima wouldn't be as broken as it is today if he'd known that royal blood could bring back the emperor he's loyal to."

The four words "resurrection of the emperor" made Taliyah rub her arms a little uneasy.

Although they are just a group of honest nomads, the appearance of the emperor will inevitably bring about the exploitation of the bottom.

"Well, just pretend it's true. What do you want Nasus to do for you?"

"Revenge." Kahn glanced at Kassadin, saw that he was a little moved, and continued: "We know almost nothing about the power of the prophet. In order to prevent my family from risking their lives, I need the gods The help of fighters. They are not afraid of death and are the best candidates."

"The legend of Nasus has been passed down for a long time. He is a living miracle. His prestige can shake the faith of the heretics under the Prophet."

If anything could shake the cultists' worship of the false idols of the Void Cult, it would be the Celestial Warriors who defend the glory of Shurima.

Recast physically and mentally by the sun, they are the spiritual pillars of the former Shurima people.

"So you treat Nasus as a mercenary, and the reward is my blood?"

Sivir changed to a term that was easier for him to understand. As a mercenary, he was always more sensitive to interests.

"Nasus is not the kind of mercenary who breaks promises for wealth, but a patron saint who can go through life and death for you."

"It's so nice to say, I'm a little moved." Sivir smiled, the kind of smile that saw Qian's eyes open.

Nasus served the Emperor and she was the only one who could resurrect him, so Nasus had to protect her, Sivir learned from the conversation.

She began to feel that things were moving in her favor, and interest followed.

"The question now is, how do I get his attention?"

"Find the weapon that is in the same line as you first, and let's go to Nashilami."

"Nashramie? I know that place well."

Sivir licked her lips and smiled cruelly.

Nasus was not included in Kane's revenge plan, because his whereabouts were erratic and no trace could be found.

But since he met Sivir, he didn't mind spending some time making dog food, and waited for Nasus, a big dog, to find it by himself after smelling the scent.

It took the group more than a month to finally arrive at the port city of Nashlame in the north of Shurima.

This ancient city has not yet been captured by Noxus, so when entering the city, several people did not pass under the black stone arch of Nox Stola, which symbolizes the land conquered by Noxus.

In addition to the natives of Shurima, there are many outsiders speaking foreign languages ​​on the streets of the city.

Some from Piltover, some from Bilgewater, but more Noxians.

Although there was still a war not long ago, the local Shurima people did not reject these Noxus very much, and instead traded with them normally.

"Kan, is the weapon you mentioned hidden somewhere in the city?"

After seven days of getting along, Sivir and the others were no longer as distant as before.

"No, what I'm talking about is just clues about weapons." Kahn noticed that Sivir's eyes became sharper as soon as he entered the city.

She kept patrolling the crowd, as if looking for something.

"Who are you looking for?"

"traitor."

Chapter 1 The Traitor (Hall Master DND Le Jiageng)

"Traitor," Sivir replied.

"Your old leader?" Kahn immediately remembered the leader of the mercenary group that attacked them that night.

"I'm going to become the dead leader soon." Sivir's tone was cold, without any emotion.

Although it was a blessing in disguise for Ahazy Haro to abandon her, it didn't mean that Sivir would just let him go.

This is a woman who must take revenge, and the same thoughts popped up in the hearts of the others.

"Let's find a place to rest our feet first. After driving for a week, there is no time to shake the sand out of the soles of our shoes." Kaisha noticed Taliyah and Kassadin's exhausted state of mind, and said involuntarily.

Without the skin armor to constantly regulate the physical state, the two of them would not have as much physical strength as them.

"We have no money to stay in the hotel." Kassadin replied dully, the little gold ornaments brought back from Icacia were all replaced by supplies.

"Unless the camels are first pulled to the market and sold."

"Hey!" Sivir interrupted.

"Don't be so troublesome, how long does it take to kill a traitor, when I snatch the mercenary regiment's resident from the hands of the dear old regiment leader, when I want to rest, I want to take a bath, I want to relax, I want to relax. Enjoy." Sivir began to ride a camel towards a certain place in the city, and motioned for several people to follow.

The remaining four looked at each other, and then Kane sighed: "This is her territory, so let her arrange it, and we don't need to take action anyway."

Following Sivir, the four of them came to a small square next to the central area of ​​Nashilami.

It's dusty, the slabs older than any empire, and it's generally quiet.

Taliyah could feel the pulse in the depths of the rock, and hear what they spoke to her. These tablets had existed in ancient times, when warriors in golden armor took it here, and after the fire of the book In the movie, a pair of brothers of god warriors fight here.

Even today, the echoes of the clash of gold and iron are still etched deep in the rock formations, making her shudder.

"You are waiting for me outside. This is my personal enmity." Sivir dismounted the camel and gave it to Taliyah to take care of.

She turned into an alley, opened the curtain of the door first and walked in.

"Can she do it alone?" Taliyah looked at Sivir's lonely back and couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, she is not an ordinary person now."

The mercenary garrison was transformed into a private tavern, but now there are not many people, and the candles are not lit, making it look dim and deserted.

Zhai Haro was sitting in front of the bar, drinking mulled wine, pouring cups of Bilgewater rum down his throat, burning his esophagus.

"Head, we are short of manpower. What should we do?"

"Go to the street and look for them. The war has just ended. You can find a few war orphans just by looking around."

After drinking down the glass, Zhai Haro impatiently smashed the silver wine glass on the wooden table and yelled loudly.

"But those orphans have to go through years of training before they can become combat effectiveness, and most of them are malnourished, so we have to subsidize them to restore their health." The newly promoted deputy sighed: "Hey, there are too many people involved in this mission gone."

"Then go to the city and put up notices to recruit people into the regiment!"

Zhai Haruo roared, and the new deputy fled to the door tremblingly in fright.

The mercenary group needs to be carefully managed, and she really doesn't want to take over this mess, but the domineering group leader doesn't take her personal wishes seriously at all.

Just when she was thinking about how to deal with this matter, she bumped into a figure inadvertently.

Is it the employer who came to post the task?

The female deputy looked up at the tall woman. Her appearance made her feel a visual impact.

She has a pair of strange purple eyes that glow slightly in the dark.There were three facial lines drawn on her face. She thought it was a tattoo, but she couldn't understand the meaning behind it.

Further up is a shawl of straight hair, from the root to the tip of the hair, showing a gradient color from deep purple to pure black, a low-key brilliance.

Her long hair covered the metal forehead, which was inlaid with a huge emerald, quite old-fashioned, it looked like it was taken out of a tomb, and it was very valuable.

After digesting the visual impact at the beginning, the female deputy looked at the face as a whole, and then it became more and more familiar, and finally couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Deputy Sivir!"

She recognized Sivir, but Sivir didn't even greet her perfunctorily as usual, and directly reached out to press her face and pushed her away.

The indifference between her eyebrows and eyes was like she was pushing a chair that was in the way.

She wondered why Sivir was so cold, but immediately saw her squeeze out a friendly smile like coming home.

However, when the iron boots stepped on the stone bricks, there was a hollow echo, which made the female deputy feel inexplicably cold.

"Captain, I didn't expect you to be so haggard."

Sivir walked into the hall slowly, looking across three rows of wine tables at the head of the group who was drinking away his worries.

"Xivir? You escaped from those monsters!" Seeing who came, Zhai Haluo was stunned for a moment, and immediately put on a bold smile: "Come on, there will always be a place for you here .”

But having said that, he didn't rise to welcome Sivir.

He watched Sivir grow up, and although he didn't care too much about it, he still knew a thing or two about his temperament.

Moreover, some details of Sivir's body had changed, which made him faintly feel that something was wrong.

The other mercenaries also looked at Sivir silently. They knew that the visitor was not kind.

"I didn't even want to greet you when I got up, and said that I will always have a place. In your heart, I might die." Sivir took off his forehead and put it on the wine table beside him: "At the beginning I begged for your help but you ignored me, now that you are short of people, why don’t you think of me? It’s just a tool, anyone can be sacrificed when necessary.”

"No, I didn't think about abandoning you. It's just that those monsters are so scary my legs can't help it"

Seeing Sivir taking off his armor while talking, and laying it neatly on the table, Zhai Haluo's face became more and more ugly:

"What are you doing?"

"I'm here to get back what belongs to me, the wealth that I obtained by relying on my schemes, but was intercepted by your arbitrariness." The skin armor began to spread on the body surface, tearing the tight clothes, and Sivir couldn't help but let out a burst of pain Moaning: "The things here should belong to me, including your life."

Seeing Sivir turned into a carapace-wrapped monster, the other mercenaries scattered around the hall immediately panicked.

Even their leader Zhai Haluo was stunned.

He picked up the iron thorn whip coiled on the bar, but the fear couldn't stop spreading from his heart to his limbs, making his hands and feet tremble.

After experiencing the horror of that night, they all deeply remembered the meaning behind this pair of black and purple armor.

Chapter 1 Liquidation

Fear spread in the hall, and no one could take their eyes off the monster Sivir had transformed into.

"Kill her, she is only one person?"

"Alone? Are you sure?" Sivir said, "My companion is waiting for me at the door, but I'm enough to deal with you."

These mercenaries were a group of elites, and when they heard that Sivir only mentioned Zhai Haro from the beginning to the end, they realized that this duel had nothing to do with them.

They didn't even have the slightest desire to resist, they just wanted to find an opportunity to sneak out of the station, but they were all tacitly waiting for a leader.

Those who narrowly escaped death that night knew that Sivir in this form could kill Zhai Haro without any suspense.

So, why risk your life for a dying person?

Sivir saw through the thoughts of these former companions, she said: "You can choose to stay and work for me, or you can choose to leave, but it is best not to block my way, otherwise"

Before they finished speaking, these mercenaries rushed out of the hall.