"What's going on, Sensei?" Fiona saw in the distant sky, golden brilliance flickering, and the furious and passionate astral energy converging, a vision she hadn't seen since she was born. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan said in a deep voice: "It is Azir who has awakened, he has completed the ascension ceremony, and is now summoning the royal city and army that he is buried underground. ”

Yan's expression was a little solemn, which showed that Zhang Chao's main quest was about to enter the main game.

This means that a legendary war is about to break out, the grievances and hatreds of thousands of years ago are about to be re-staged on this land, and killing and death will become the theme of an era.

Zhang Chao nodded, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The main quest requires him to stop Azir's ambitions, but he doesn't really want to, he has seen the glory of Shurima, Azir should be the best king in the world, and now he has lost everything, his people, his empire, his relatives and friends, the mighty empire he ruled is now only sand and dirt......

used to be called a lonely person, but now he is really alone, Azir is actually really miserable.

He wanted to know what Azir's current spiritual sustenance was, he couldn't imagine what Azir could do other than revenge, except for reviving Shurima, and now, he was going to take away his last spiritual support.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chao couldn't help but shake his head.

However, there is no way, if Azir really starts a war, the number of dead will inevitably be in the hundreds of thousands, and the turmoil will make the scenes he once experienced when he witnessed the collapse of the Shurima Empire.

Cannibalism, burning bones, and eating children.

The army in the troubled times was like a group of rogues, and everywhere they passed, there were ten rooms and nine empty.

Villages were burned and slaughtered, men, women, old and weak.

The cry of a baby, the wailing of a woman, the scream of a man, even the legendary eighteen layers of hell are nothing more than this in Zhang Chao's opinion.

Even if it is a hard heart, tears will be shed, and the pictures and scenes intercepted by the filming of the big movie are even far less than what if, and he didn't dare to release the bloodier and more cruel scenes at all, because the impact was simply too great.

It is better to be a peaceful dog than to be a troubled person.

So, Azir, who is trying to stir up troubled times, I have no choice but to stop you.

Your empire is gone, your ambitions should have been asleep, this is not your time, the past is in smoke, I hope you can see it.

Zhang Chao sighed, although he thought so, but empathy, change places, if it was him, I am afraid that he would not be able to see it, the reason should not make sense, and at this time he can only rely on his fists.

He turned his head to Fiona, who didn't know what that meant, and said, "It happened suddenly, I have limited time, I can only teach you one more day, and then we will leave and go there." ”

Fiona followed Zhang Chao's gaze and hesitated, "Can I go with the teacher?"

Zhang Chao shook his head: "That's not an occasion for you to participate, even if it's an idle legend, when you get there, it won't play a decisive role." ”

Fiona is still too weak, she has not grown up yet, she is just a young girl who has just ascended to the position of the head of the Laurent family, working hard for the revival of the family, and his world is not at all something she can get involved in.

Fiona's eyes were full of shock, and even idle legends could not play a decisive role...... Her teacher is so big, could it be that her teacher is actually a more powerful existence than a legend?

Her heart was pounding, and she began to realize what kind of teacher she had worshipped.

Time flies, a day passes in a flash, in this day's time, Zhang Chao pointed out her future direction for Fiona, and pointed out the disadvantages of Laurent's swordsmanship, which is like a big hand, sweeping away all the fog ahead and showing her the sun.

In the future, her kendo path will definitely take fewer detours and become smoother.

However, Zhang Chao's own best sword technique was not passed on to her, it was the sword technique of the Wind Channel, which may not be suitable for Fiona, and he had sworn to Yasuo that he would not leak it.

But it doesn't matter, the creator of the Wind Resisting Swordsmanship, the ancestor of the Wind Rush Gym, is afraid that it is only at the legendary level, and the strength of the Wind Resisting Sword Technique stands because of the careful research and innovation of dozens of generations of swordsmen, not the Wind Resisting Sword Technique itself.

And the sword technique of the wind is not suitable for Fiona, what Fiona wants to understand should be the truth of pushing through the old and bringing forth the new, the road is her own, Zhang Chao pointed out the direction for her, but he will not plan the road for her, but it will form a shackle on Fiona's talent, and in the near future, hinder her from ascending to the legend.

Saying goodbye to Fiona, although she was very reluctant, Zhang Chao walked very resolutely, and with a heavy heart, he and Yan once again set foot on the ancient road that he had set foot on with the caravan of the Rhodes family.

The ancient road has been covered by yellow sand, and you can still vaguely see the boundary monument hidden deep underneath, from here forward, is the boundary of the imperial city of Shurima, looking forward along the horizon, his divine sense turned over the sand dunes, and he saw the magnificent city again, prostrate where heaven and earth meet, like a fierce beast.

The reappearance of Shurima's imperial city has now become a major news, spreading out in all directions, and many people do not know what is hidden in it, and those tomb robbers, mercenaries, and adventurers who covet the wealth of Shurima's empire are flocking to it.

Ezreal, the explorer of Piltover, became a powerful amulet for exploring the ruins of a pyramid of Shurima, from which he obtained an extremely powerful ascension amulet, and since then he has become a powerful hero in the world.

This sets an example for many adventurers, mercenaries, and a new generation of powerful young men from noble families from various countries who consider themselves to be the center of the world and the protagonists of the legendary novel.

So Zhang Chao and Yan came all the way, but they met many irrelevant people, but these people didn't pay attention to them, their eyes were filled with golden greed, and they had already lost their minds.

The two of them stopped outside Shurima City, as did most of the adventurers and mercenaries, and this majestic city was shrouded in a powerful magical barrier that no one could force through.

Zhang Chao and Yan can do it, but it is not necessary.

"That's all for today, Azir hasn't opened Shurima yet. ”

"Rest for the night, tomorrow is bound to be a fierce battle. ”

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Azir breathed in the magical energy of the air, a funnel-shaped vortex condensed above his head, and as he became an ascendant, his strength growing almost every day.

He said suddenly, "I breathe the breath of a rebel, Zelas, he used to be here, in the closest place to me. ”

He lowered his noble head, his gaze was not high, but full of majesty, and he looked down at the ascended hero with the head of a jackal who bowed respectfully under the throne, and said seriously.

"Nasus, are you still loyal to me?"

"Your Majesty, Zeroth...... And my brothers, who were sealed here by me, but when the seal was lifted by the blood of the emperor, they left as soon as possible. Nasus replied respectfully.

Originally, his brother Renekton sacrificed himself to seal Zelath, and he would endure countless years of loneliness, but now he can finally see the light of day, but why hasn't he returned to His Majesty Azir?

Azir was silent, and a moment later, a hoarse voice emanated from his golden eagle head.

"Here, I feel the breath of the young king. ”

Nasus raised his head and said in surprise, "Your Majesty, you want to welcome back the young king?"

Azir nodded: "The rise of the empire needs his strength, he has wandered for so long and slept for such a long time, it is time to contribute his strength to this empire." ”

Nasus nodded: "But if the young king returns, how will His Majesty deal with himself?"

Azir was silent, and after a moment he said, "Amumu can't govern this country, but if he wants, I can give it to him." ”

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In the desert, Renekton, with a pair of scarlet vertical pupils, stepped on the soft yellow sand, his claws tightly clasped the sand so that it would not disperse, his steps agile and vigorous, his smooth scales reflecting a delicate emerald light.

His crocodile-like body was full of energy, his muscles bulging, and his sharp claws clenched into fists, clenching the blade of an axe so sharp that it had never changed for millennia.

"Nasus ......"

His voice was hoarse and cruel, full of hatred and resentment.

"You have abandoned me in the dark, brother," he said. "You will pay with your life for this betrayal!"

He glanced at the cold light on the edge of the axe's blade, imagined what it would be like for the canine-headed warrior to be under the blade, and grinned, he had been completely engulfed in beastliness by the long darkness and the bewitchment of Zelas.

Now, he has only one goal left.

That is to use this axe blade of his own to kill his brother's life.

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Sivir turned his head, and a pair of blue eyes flashed with a strange light: "What he said is true...... He was the ancient king of Shurima. ”

Witnessing the ancient city emerging from the yellow sand, the power comparable to the legendary gods, the legendary eagle-headed emperor, the dog-headed warrior, and the crocodile god of war were all just witnessed by her.

"Then I might really be...... The heir of an empire that has been forgotten by the world. ”

She smiled, shook her head, and left without looking back, as a group of mercenaries marched the way behind her, saluting her by identifying her from her iconic Crossblade.

Others thought she was the first to try to rob her.

But all the fools had fallen under her mighty whirling blade, and blood was the only sacrifice to their stupidity.

Her steps became brisk, and the realism of the blood and the crisp sound of the gold coins in their pockets colliding happily gave her the meaning of life again.

"Heir to the Empire?

She was still convinced that no one would be able to unite Shurima's shattered faction.

The most powerful warlords may be able to control a small piece of land for a period of time with enough gold and men to control a continent that will never be rally under a single banner, let alone subordinate them to a single person, even if that person is indeed an ancient emperor.