The Glory of Noxus.

In the Lost Tomb.

Cassiopeia suddenly attacked for no reason and stabbed Sivir in a vital spot from behind.

All of a sudden!

Sivir was caught off guard and fell down in pain, her blood soaking the sand.

When Katarina saw her being ambushed by Cassiopeia, she immediately went back to help.

But on the way back to the rescue, Katarina triggered the magic trap in the tomb and was isolated in a passage of the tomb.

When she was on the verge of death, Sivir saw Cassiopeia use Charikar to open the lock of the tomb door, inadvertently triggering the magical curse on the door.

She saw a stone statue of a python carved into the wall come to life and burn Cassiopeia's skin with its venom.

Finally, the last sound she heard before she lost consciousness was the roar of multiple mad Celestials, imprisoned in the cemetery, unable to break the seal.

When Sivir woke up again, she saw the earth cracked, sandstorms pouring down, the ancient city of Shurima rising from the grave, and a huge golden disc shining with sacred sunlight, crowning the capital.

Xiweier's heart was shocked beyond compare.

Then, she carried [Charikar] on her back and fled along the passage of the ancient tomb.

"I don't know why this happened or why I woke up again."

Sivir stared at Nasus in front of her with burning eyes and said in an inexplicable tone.

"I don't want anything to do with you, Azir, or Xerath."

"It's your blood."

Nasus explained the reasons for the changes in the Lost Tomb like an elder.

"Your blood carries the blood of Azir, the Eagle King. That ancient tomb will not allow the royal bloodline to die."

"As for the other gods you mentioned, they have revived!"

He sighed softly, his eyes filled with endless memories.

"Xerath, and my brother Renekton!"

Rumble!

The sound of buildings collapsing mixed with the sound of killing rang out again, like the god of death, approaching step by step.

The Vikaura people hiding in the abandoned house were terrified and heard the noise outside was very close.

"We should go. The puppets controlled by Xerath are slaughtering every member of Vikora one by one." Nasus said in a serious voice.

"I have to protect you from leaving!"

"Your Majesty Nasus, what's so special about this place?" Huo Jixing looked puzzled.

Taliyah and Sivir were packing their small luggage. When they heard Huo Jixing's question, they pricked up their ears.

“They are with Sivir and me,” Nasus said.

"To be exact, they want to kill Sivir."

Led by Nasus, Sivir and Taliyah left the abandoned house.

Behind them were the Vikaura people who left together and prayed for blessings.

Their heartbeats echoed in the silent air as they held onto each other tightly and moved forward step by step.

Sivir and the others walked a short distance along the shadow of the abandoned house, and the scene on the street made everyone feel like they were struck by lightning.

Wherever you look, it's shrouded in blood and death.

All I saw were cold corpses lying on the ground in various miserable postures, silently telling the endless suffering that Vikaola was going through.

Inside the collapsed building, traces of flames were clearly visible, and some corpses were curled up in the fire, as if struggling in despair.

Others were torn apart and their faces were so disfigured that they were almost unrecognizable from their pre-birth appearance.

What made everyone feel most sad were those innocent old people and children who were not spared and were killed by the puppets of Xerath.

An indescribable sadness and anger flashed in Sivir's eyes.

She couldn't imagine that this once prosperous land had turned into the hell before her.

Those innocent Vikaura people, who should have been living and working in peace under the sun, lost their lives in the massacre without warning.

For some reason, Sivir clenched her fists, her heart filled with hatred for Xerath and those who were killing the puppets.

She was once a famous mercenary captain on the Shurima continent, and was good at handling anything related to combat.

But she understood that it was impossible to return to her previous life.

She was drawn into the vortex of fate by forces that mortals could not understand.

"Nasus, right?"

Xiweier's steps suddenly stopped, her face stiffened for a moment, and then she let out a long breath.

“I heard stories about you when I was a child. Stories about battles, heroic wars, and the like. In those stories, you and your brothers were the protectors of Shurima, correct?”

"Indeed. Renekton and I have fought for Shurima for thousands of years," Nasus said solemnly.

Sivir took a step forward, her face filled with proud determination, almost identical to the expression on Azir's face when he ignored thousands of years of tradition and ordered the priests to prepare the sun disc for his ascension.

"Then, let's fight for Shurima now." Sivir's tone was as kingly as that of an emperor, and it left no room for doubt.

"The people of the desert are dying before our eyes. If you are the hero I have heard about since I was a child, then your duty is to go out and save as many people as possible."

Nasus had never expected the conversation to take this direction, but Sivir’s words about responsibility ignited a fire that had been dormant in his chest for years.

He felt the rage coursing through his limbs and running through his body.

Only now did he understand what he had lost in his lonely wanderings since the fall of Shurima.

He is a god-warrior in the eyes of the Shurimans, and he should protect the ordinary people who believe in them.

What he used to do was self-exile and wandering.

“Put it on.” Nasus walked up to Sivir and took off the pendant tied around her neck.

"It will protect you."

The pendant is inlaid with a piece of jade, and the sea green texture is strung with thin gold lines.

There was a faint light coming out from inside, rising and falling slowly like a heavy heart.

He handed it to Sivir and said, "It will also temporarily suppress your aura, so Xerath's puppets won't be able to find you. It will only last for a while, but it should be enough."

“Enough for what?” Sivir asked.

"Enough. Enough for me to sort out this mess!"

Nasus gripped his long-handled battle axe tightly and looked back at the burning battlefield not far away.

He seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and stared at Huo Jixing who was following him silently, confidence emerging in his deep eyes.

"Want to cooperate?"

Ever since he embarked on the journey back, Xerath's secret plan has filled him with uneasiness.

The Ascended Legion paid a heavy price to seal the chief sorcerer of the Shurima Empire.

Including his younger brother, Renekton.

Nasus's power has not yet recovered to its true peak, so he considers that perhaps he can cooperate with this young Noxian legend to enter the Tomb of the Kings.

As for the present, the task is to get rid of Zerath's puppets as quickly as possible and end the turmoil that has swept Vikora.

Upon hearing this, Huo Jixing met Nasus's gaze, pondered for a moment, and then spoke in a serious tone.

"I need to confirm whether Katarina is still alive first!"

Nasus paused, then nodded silently and said, "I can confirm whether Katarina is alive or dead, but I need a medium who is related to her."

"Medium?"

Huo Jixing's eyes turned and fell on Cassiopeia.

She and Katarina are sisters from the same father and mother, and her blood is definitely enough to become the medium that Nasus mentioned.

He immediately walked in front of Cassiopeia, his fingertips flashed with the power of the Western Gengjin, and he took a drop of blood from Cassiopeia's wrist.

"Then thank you for your help, Your Majesty Nasus." Huo Jixing said.

The bright red blood mixed with traces of emerald green curses floated in the air.

Nasus looked thoughtfully at Cassiopeia, the second daughter of the Du Kecao family, who was glancing at Huo Jixing with a resentful look.

He suppressed his thoughts, sat cross-legged on the ground, scooped up a handful of yellow sand, and purple magical energy filled the air, mixing the blood and yellow sand together.

【Yellow Sand Divination】!

This is an ancient secret method inherited from the Shurima Empire. With the help of yellow sand and a medium, it can predict the target's recent situation.

As the guardian of knowledge of the Shurima Empire, Nasus not only masters the [Sand Divination] proficiently, but also has a deep understanding of it.

The golden sand danced in his palms, surrounding his body like a brushstroke, stained with purple magical energy, and drew a rune array out of thin air.

Gradually, hazy images appeared in the yellow sand runes.

It's Katrina!

She was running quickly in the dark tunnel, holding tightly a serrated dagger stained with green blood.

Behind her, something seemed to be chasing her, and a faint blue glow illuminated the tunnel.

When Huo Jixing saw the yellow sand divination image in front of him, he let out a sigh and made a decision.

"We can cooperate and enter the Emperor's Tomb together."

"But I'll tell you in advance, I'll leave the tomb directly after I rescue Katarina."

When Nasus heard Huo Jixing's answer, he stood up and nodded.

"Then we should deal with the chaos in Vikora right now."

"can!"

Huo Jixing said it was no problem.

He had the same idea, whether it was Zerath's plan or the upcoming entry into the Tomb of the Emperor.

He had already started to feel wary.

This is also one of the reasons why we cooperate with Nasus.

The power of these top ascenders, even if it has been weakened for thousands of years, is definitely more than just legendary.

Therefore, before entering the ancient tomb and rescuing Katarina, he needs to do his best to improve his status.

The unrest sweeping through Vikaula is the best opportunity right now.

"Taliyah, Cassiopeia, protect Sivir." Huo Jixing turned sideways and looked at the people behind him and gave orders.

Talia did not answer. After knowing Huo Jixing's identity, she rarely spoke to Huo Jixing.

But she still followed her promise and silently guarded Sivir.

Cassiopeia looked a little hesitant. She first looked at Taliyah, then glanced at the seriously injured Sivir. Under Huo Jixing's gaze, she had to agree.

"Ok!"

In this way, an extremely weak alliance was born in the chaotic Vikaura.

Although everyone has different ideas in mind, they now have a common goal.

The Emperor's Tomb Under the Desert!