The Glory of Noxus.

Goddess of War Sivir!

Taliyah was not unfamiliar with this name. She had often heard some travelers mention it after she entered the Shurima continent.

Sivir has won countless battles, and she will win as long as her employer can pay her.

In fact, when Taliyah saw the legendary cross-shaped weapon in the desert of Vikaola, she had already guessed it almost exactly.

Before Taliyah could speak, a rumbling sound continued to be heard from outside.

It was very close, maybe just one more street to reach the abandoned house.

"Are they coming over?"

Sivir pursed her pale lips, looked around at the shivering Vikora people, and asked in a low voice.

"The rebels."

"Did you hear that?" Taliyah looked at Sivir curiously.

"Of course, it sounds a lot like people screaming before they die." Sivir nodded slightly.

"Then we should plan how to escape from here!"

Taliyah looked at the luggage in the corner and wondered how long it would take to escape from Vikola.

After hearing this, Xiweier bent her legs and tried to stand up, but her injuries were too severe and she couldn't get up.

She groaned in pain, cold sweat soaked her forehead and eyebrows, and dripped down her cheeks and onto her armor.

Taliyah looked over when she heard the voice and saw Sivir's pale face with a helpless look on her face.

"It seems that it will be difficult for us to leave Vikaura now."

Click!

The tightly closed heavy wooden door was opened from the outside due to the destruction of some special force, bringing with it a rusty smell.

Nasus walked in slowly, holding a long-handled battle axe and hunched over.

As soon as he came in, he immediately smelled a different scent of blood and sweat.

There is the smell of ordinary people, the smell of young extraordinary people, and the soul of another person is so ancient.

Like an old friend who once walked side by side with him under the same sun.

Nasus's eyes moved, passing over the gathered Vikaura who were whispering their names.

He then found his target in the corner of an abandoned house.

A man was wearing a bright red coat, and judging by the style, he should be from a country beyond the eastern sea.

This girl, he had seen earlier on the streets of Kennesor, felt her fear, but also her determination.

However, Nasus was more interested in the girl's former companion, a legendary powerful man from the Noxian Empire who made him quite fearful.

The girl raised her eyes and noticed Nasus's gaze. She immediately stretched out her hands and drew lines back and forth on her chest, as if she was weaving natural magic belonging to the rock.

The yellow sand ground began to tremble, and stones danced under her feet, poking their heads out from under the sand.

Behind her, Nasus saw a woman struggling to stand, holding onto the crumbling wall.

Her shirt was soaked in blood, a horrible wound, but not fatal.

"I am Nasus, the lord of the desert." Nasus said in a deep voice.

Judging from the reaction in the injured woman's eyes, she should have guessed his identity long ago.

The name of Nasus has left too many traces on the continent of Shurima.

Taliyah opened her mouth in surprise, but she didn't move.

“Get out of the way!” Nasus walked by, his tall figure casting a shadow like a mountain.

"No, you can't, I promised." Taliyah still insisted.

Nasus swung his axe around, slinging it on his back, and took a step forward.

Taliyah retreated to a corner, still guarding Sivir, and ripples appeared on the ground at her feet.

Stones rose from the ground like pieces of plaster crumbling from the walls.

Terrible cracks appeared in the walls and quickly climbed up to the remaining roof.

Nasus had witnessed a similar ability when he was still a mortal, and that time he nearly lost his life.

The injured Sivir stared at Taliyah in shock, obviously she had no idea of ​​her companion's power.

“Your power can break the solid stone of Shurima,” said Nasus.

Taliyah raised an eyebrow and replied in a serious tone, “That’s right, so you’d better stand back, or I can break more than just stone.”

"Ha ha!"

Nasus was oblivious to the tense atmosphere, seemingly amused by Taliyah's bravado.

"You have a hero's heart, but you're not the one I'm looking for."

"Your magic is powerful, so if I were you, I would run as far away as possible before Xerath blows this place up."

Taliyah refused to retreat and stood in front of Sivir.

"I'm not going anywhere. I promised to protect Sivir, and the Weaver Mother hates to break her promise."

"If you want to protect her, then you have to understand that I have no intention of harming her."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I'll save her."

Sivir, bandaged and limping, moved to Taliyah's side.

Although she was clearly in great pain, Nasus was still amazed at her will.

It's just that he underestimated it. The bloodline of ancient Shurima has always been like this.

"Who is Xerath?"

Sivir met Taliyah's eyes, then turned to look at Nasus and asked.

In front of Nasus, her body was like that of a petite girl, petite and cute.

Upon hearing this, Nasus frowned slightly. Have the people of Shurima today forgotten the history of the fall of their empire?

But he still answered.

"An evil witch who knows everything about your life."

Sivir nodded slowly, thoughtfully, then turned to Taliyah, stretched out a calloused hand, and placed it on the girl's shoulder.

"I owe you my life, but I never owe you a debt. So consider your promise fulfilled, and I'll do it myself from now on."

Taliyah's expression was obviously much more relaxed, but she was still hesitant.

"I appreciate it, but you can barely walk. At least let me get you out of town."

"Deal!" Sivir said with an evil tone.

Then she turned back to face Nasus, who had always been patient with her, and waved her hand, revealing a golden cross blade that gleamed with a cold light, with an emerald green gem in the center.

An ordinary mortal would not be able to wield this weapon easily, but she held it firmly in her hand.

"There have been too many strangers trying to save me lately. But they always want something in return. So, big guy, be honest, what do you want?"

"I want you to be alive."

"Then I can survive without your help."

"That's not what your wounds say. You've already..."

"What are you talking about?" Sivir interrupted Nasus directly.

"Some idiots in the desert don't like being rejected, so they left this as a reservation."

"Believe me, I've been through worse and survived. I don't need any protection. God seems to be taking care of me, no matter what I do."

Nasus shook his head. Sivir had strayed away from the teachings of the Shurima royal family and had such a superficial understanding of fate.

“The future is not a scripture engraved on a stone tablet, but a river with many tributaries, whose riverbed may suddenly change course at any moment.”

“Even those whose destiny is already written in the stars will find change when they let it go, just like the water of life flowing into a dry and dead land.”

He pointed at Sivir's weapon and asked softly, "Do you know who that knife once belonged to?"

"Who cares? It's my companion now." Sivir replied indifferently.

"That is Charikar. Its former owner was named Setaka, the first war queen of the Ascended Lord.

"You must know what this meant in the past. I have proudly accompanied Setaka in his conquests for three centuries."

"Her exploits are legendary, but I don't think you know her name."

"The dead are gone," Sivir shrugged.

Nasus ignored Sivir's cold slight toward his sister at war and continued.

"A desert ascetic once told Setaka that one day a king from Shurima would rule the world."

"These words made her think she was invincible because we are the ones who conquered the world. However, she was defeated by the monster on the eve of the end of Icathia."

"I held her in my arms, watching her light fade away bit by bit, until I sent her to sleep in the sand. Her weapon was on her chest."

"If you're here to take this back, then we can talk about our troubles."

Nasus looked deeply at the unruly Sivir, then suddenly knelt on one knee and crossed his hands in front of his chest in salute.

"You are the owner of the ascended bloodline. This weapon is destined to be wielded by you, for the blood of the Emperor flows in your body."

"The blood of the emperor? The bloodline of the royal family of the legendary Shurima Empire?" Sivir asked coldly.

"How come I didn't know I was of royal blood."

"You may not know, but whether you accept your fate or not, Xerath will kill you." Nasus said in a serious voice.

"He wants to completely destroy Azir's bloodline, once and for all!"

"What does Azir want her to do?" Taliyah couldn't help but ask after hearing this.

"Is he back? Is he back to Shurima?"

Nasus hesitated for a moment and did not answer. Instead, he stood up again and looked at the Vikora people outside the purple barrier.

Ordinary people like them couldn't hear the conversation just now.

Finally, Nasus looked outside the abandoned stone house and grasped the axe handle with his left hand.

"You've heard so much, it's time to come out!"

After the words were spoken, Taliyah and Sivir looked solemn and looked outside the door.

Under the scorching sun, two figures in linen cloaks appeared and slowly walked into the abandoned house.

They looked extremely clean, in stark contrast to the bloody and chaotic rebellion scene outside.

The Vikaura people in the abandoned stone house cast their gazes at them, exchanging puzzled and wary looks with each other.

Some people have already grasped the weapons they carry, ready to respond to any possible conflict at any time.

An indescribable sense of tension began to permeate the air, as if any spark could ignite this silent confrontation.

However, the two people who broke in seemed unaware of the tense atmosphere in the room.

They walked steadily and calmly to the corner of the stone house and came before Nasus, Taliyah, and Sivir.

Seeing this, Taliyah was about to use her ability to manipulate rocks, but when she saw Nasus guarding her, she stopped quietly.

Sivir didn't know why, but she subconsciously tightened the golden cross-shaped weapon in her hand, and a hint of danger flashed in her azure eyes.

"Charles?"

When Huo Jixing took off his linen hood, Talia spoke in surprise, feeling a little happy in her heart.

"Aren't you going to Narimaj? Why are you in Vikaola?"

She asked continuously, very surprised that Huo Jixing would appear here.

But before her excitement subsided, she heard a shocked and angry voice ringing in her ears.

"Cassiopeia!"

Xiweier looked at another figure, that familiar face, which used to appear often in her dreams, and she killed her with her own hands.

However, when she saw Cassiopeia's snake-like lower body, she showed a gloating expression.

"Haha, you have come to this day. It must be painful to be bitten by a python statue, right?"

"Xivir, you didn't die in the ancient tomb?"

Cassiopeia stared at the seriously injured Sivir, spit out the scarlet snake tongue, and said in a cold voice.

"Since you are not dead, I will finish you off right here."

Boom!

A dull sound rang out in the abandoned house.

Nasus took off the long-handled battle axe from his back with his left hand, held it in front of him, and stared at Cassiopeia with murderous intent.

Under the cold gaze from the Ascendant, Cassiopeia had difficulty breathing. She took a step back and hid behind Huo Jixing.

"Noxian, are you sure you want to be my enemy?"

Nasus raised his eyes slightly, and it seemed that the power of death was flowing in his pupils.

When Taliyah behind him heard that Huo Jixing was a Noxian, her face stiffened and the joy on her face gradually disappeared.

She did have some dislike for Noxians.

Not just what happened in Shurima, but also what happened with the Ionian War.

"No!"

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered. He noticed the purple light surging beside Nasus and waved his hand gently.

This is an ascender who has lived for thousands of years!

In his prime, Nasus was the leader of the War of the Gods, and his power might have been comparable to that of the legendary gods.

Even though Nasus was now in a weak state, he was not sure he could defeat his opponent.

"How could I be your enemy, Your Majesty Nasus?"

When Huo Jixing saw Nasus under the sun disk of Vikora, he had some guesses in his mind.

Then think of the quarrel between Cassiopeia and Sivir, and talk about the lost tomb.

I had my suspicions before, but now I am 100% sure.

The mysterious Ascended Tomb where Katarina fell is the emperor's tomb where the ancient wizard Xerath is buried.

It is also the tomb of Azir, the last emperor of the ancient Shurima Empire.

"Perhaps, our wishes may be the same."

After organizing his words, Huo Jixing looked at Nasus in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"With the same wish, you also want to go to the place where Zerath is sealed?"

Nasus reacted, and endless wisdom flowed in his deep eyes, as if he could see through all the fog.

"Yes." Huo Jixing nodded.

"We're going to find someone."

"Is it Katerina?"

Sivir looked at Cassiopeia who was hiding behind Huo Jixing with a sarcastic expression and laughed.

"I saw her betray her sister and lock her up in a cemetery."

"How did you do that? A noble lady from the Du Kecao family."

Huo Jixing glanced at Cassiopeia from the corner of his eye, then looked at Sivir and asked many questions in succession.

"Sivir, how did you escape from the tomb?"

"Of course, if it's inconvenient for you, you don't have to tell me. I just want to confirm whether Katarina is safe?"

Sivir fell silent, looking dimly as she recalled what had happened in the Lost Tomb.