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Warm water enveloped his dry body, and his skin, which had been cracked by the wind and sand, gradually returned to its original luster under the moisture of the water.

Reginard lies on his back in the water, the contours of the young man's green but resolute cheeks seem to form an oil painting with the surface of the water, his body and white robe soaked in the water, the white robe floats and dances, like algae plants in the water.

His body floated and sank in the water, but it was always at a wonderful angle, until one of his turns turned over, and the water poured into his mouth and nose and woke up.

He sat up, the room looked like a temple, the dome of the sand board was decorated with ancient jewels, and the loose sand was condensed into a material as stable as an ice crust, an ancient technique of Shurima, but now its civilization had long since faded in time like the faded frescoes here.

"You saved me? You...... Who is it? ”

The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the temple, staring at the sunset in the vast sea of sand.

"Don't cling to the mirage of the desert." He said lightly.

The man's body was very tall, long beyond the height of ordinary people, ancient battle armor was draped over his body, white bandages were wrapped around his exposed skin, and in his right hand was a huge scepter, which was more like a scepter than a battle axe, almost the same length as his figure.

Reginad remembered what he had seen in the book, the mural of the ancient civilization of Shurima, in which the gods were tall and the humans were short, and they coexisted harmoniously in Shurima.

Therefore, it is called the kingdom of Shurima.

"No, it's not a mirage...... That is the kingdom of Shurima...... Only powerful magic can keep the past in its place! Reginard pondered, and though his head was swollen and his mouth was clean, he still felt like he was holding a mouthful of sand, unspeakably uncomfortable.

"You can see ......," said the tall man, who kept his back in the direction of Reginald, the setting sun like blood.

"Yes," he admitted, "that man, he is the high priest of the kingdom of God...... What did he do in the ceremony, he had a ......"

The coercion in the room suddenly skyrocketed, and Reginald's right eye erupted in sharp pain, and the purple pupil of fate suddenly lit up like a lit lamp.

The man in the corner of the temple turned, and the blood-red rays of the sunset flowed past the man, outlining a strange face. A strong man's body, but with a canine-like black face.

Reginard finally understood that the two strands on top of his head were not spiky crowns, but the places reserved for canine ears in his helmet. The golden armor was completely exposed in front of Reginard, and in the center of the blue satin belt was a golden disc, like a miniature version of the golden sun wheel.

Both hands and feet are huge claws. His form swelled, and the rocks under his feet shattered, revealing a faint blue light, the light of his soul.

"He has a ...... Eyes like yours! The tall kobold looked down at him, blue flames burning in his eyes. Who are you? ”

"Reginad Ashram. The Pupil of Destiny was originally a family heirloom, and it was accidentally implanted when the family collapsed. It chose me. He stood in front of the kobold as if he were facing a god.

"Do you know that whoever has it must die!" Killing intent suddenly appeared, the kobold god brandished a huge battle axe, and a dark blue light loomed on the blade of the giant axe, and Reginad saw souls screaming in pain.

The quaint twin blades condensed in his hands, as if they had been drawn from his body and then condensed in his hands.

The blade struck the great axe, and the magic light exploded, and the impact shattered the stone slab on the temple floor. And the purple ** array in Reginald's right eye, with the sensitive movement of his body, is like a flickering candle flame in the temple.

"You can't let go of them, and you can't let go of hatred. You are an exiled deity. Reginard said.

The giant axe struck the air, and the sand flew in all directions.

"You have taken with you the souls of those who have lost their lives. You endure them every day, you suffer this curse every day. ”

"Mouthy mortal, it's none of your business!"

Reginald's twin swords were held on top of his head, and he pressed hard, locking the blade of the giant axe, but the dark blue soul light was like a creature crawling around, and they saw his purple pupils, like a beast smelling sweet blood.

"He killed everyone and destroyed this ancient country? Why...... Why carry the sins of a thousand years ago to the present? Why not let them ......"

The giant axe shattered the crossed blades into sparkling lights, and Reginad stretched out his magic shield to resist, but still spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It's not that I don't want to...... The temple is destroyed...... "The array of ghosts disappeared from the temple, and the coercion of the kobold god retracted from the temple to his tall body. "They...... I can only become a lonely ghost, I am the god of death in the desert, extraditing souls to the other side. But none of them can go back. The temple is destroyed, the empire is gone, the body is swallowed by the yellow sand, only the bones are left, but the soul cannot go to the other side......"

He gritted his teeth, revealing his scarlet gums. "I can only carry them forever. I swear day and night that I will avenge them, for Shurima...... But the enemy is long gone. ”

"You're Nasus." Reginard says that Nasus is the god of death in the desert who has been passed down from generation to generation by Shurima, the dog-headed deity who extradited the dead through the River Styx.

"That's right. I didn't expect my name to be remembered among mortals. Nasus was recognized by the White Run Mage, and his mood couldn't help but improve, and a relaxed silhouette leaked from his flat mouth. The hosts of the pupil of fate are all people who have been fighting with fate all their lives, and I am an ancient god, and you don't kneel. Apostate should always behave more humbly than believers. ”

"But I got the Pupil of Destiny to change the world, but in the end I found that nothing had changed except myself. The world is like an intricate network of roads, and I pull people along the way, and fate will still bring them to its desires in another way. His words were particularly sad in the steaming heat of the earth of Shurima.

"You've tried?"

Reginard nodded, yes, he tried, he tried to change his fate with this extraordinary eye, he tried the day the tragedy of the Noxian magicians befell him.

Naturally, if you have superpowers that override the laws of nature, no one will hide them in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, even if it is regarded as a gift of fate, you will hope to be able to use it to help the people you love.

It's just that some people love the world, some people love their own people, some people love their relatives and friends, and some people only love themselves.

"If your fate can be changed, you won't be able to use these eyes to avoid all the signs of death."

"That's right. It's just that I can't resist it, it seems to have countless minds, countless ways to deal with the unexpected. I can only see the moves, although fate is the same, like a game, but it has prepared every response plan before I make a move, and everything I have is under its control...... I don't know anything about it. Like the apparitions I see here today, I stay out of the way and can only look at them weakly. ”

"Zelos is like that, too. He foresaw the destruction of Shurima. So he left everything behind in search of the possibility of eternal life. ”

"But why did Shurima perish?" Reginard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and coughed a few more times.

He sighed and sat cross-legged on the ground, the painful past tangled across the canine's cheeks, "Perhaps, Shurima's demise is doomed. If mortals do not struggle to survive under the threat of nature, and do not be cautious between external enemies, they will end up in destruction. ”

"But why, man is always a creature who longs for peace and pursues happiness, how can he have such a fate?"

"Mortals seek immortality when they fall into a world of stability, and they think that they have overcome the harsh nature, that they have overcome other ambitious tribes, that they stand tall in the world, and that they desire to become gods."

"God?"

"Ascension." The kobold deity said, "The god who bathes in the sun renounces his body to complete the ritual of ascension, and his soul lives on the world forever as a god." This is what Shurima's countless emperors have been obsessed with. In the end, they were devastated. High Priest Zelas...... "The kobold god gritted his teeth at the mention of the name, "He deceived the Emperor and reversed the Ascension Array, and he wanted the Emperor to be his sacrifice." The Shurima Emperor Azir used a scepter, which controlled the golden wheel to change direction, and ...... Cities collapsed. ”

He recounted the old past, and his voice stretched long through the temple: "In times of war, people can fight together for survival, but in times of peace, the strong will begin to squeeze and plunder the weak, satisfying their boundless ambitions. What will be the end of the ladder of infinite upwards? What about those who fly to the sun? ”

"I have come here to seek the way to peace. Let this world unite and there will be no more wars. ”

"Hahaha!" The kobold deity's laughter echoed through the temple, as if the funniest joke had been heard.

"I'm serious. If it succeeds, would you be willing to join? His purple pupils shone brightly.

"Dreams are like mirages in the desert, when you look at it from afar, you believe that it is your hope, but when you get closer, you find that it is an ethereal and useless thing. I'd consider joining because you're a funny lunatic. Nasus shook his head helplessly, and laughed, but his face quickly turned serious, and he said to him clearly and slowly:

"But Zeros used to be a madman too. A madman becomes bored easily, and if the world doesn't give him fun, he will create, even if it ends in destruction...... If you do become another him, I will kill you with my own hands. ”