What causes it? This really made Karn hard.

After thinking about it for a while, he replied uncertainly: "It may have something to do with the nature of the void, and the meaning of their existence is destruction, so when you release this kind of destructive spell, the power will increase many times." It's as if the Void Energy can't be used for healing magic, and God knows what kind of distortion that would produce. ”

In the use of Void Energy, they are beginners who cross the river by feeling the stones. Even if there are achievements so far, the future is still hidden in the endless void, and it is still unknown.

So Karn didn't dare to jump to conclusions.

"You're not going to cure magic anyway, huh." Kai'Sa let out a laugh, her laughter rolling like a bell on a cowhide drum, short and dull.

"Not necessarily." Karn stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Kaisha, who was annoyed and grabbed it, and said coquettishly, "What the hell do you think of again?" ”

"Have you forgotten that skin armor can heal us? It provides the nutrients we need to survive and even the substances we need to repair wounds. ”

Karn had been injured since he was ten years old, and some of the serious injuries that could have cost ordinary people their lives had been saved by the Void Armor, so he had never hated the Skin Armor that had given him endless stinging pain. TV debut

The so-called gains must be gains.

"Didn't you say before that Void Energy can't be converted into Life Energy? And now it's going to be overturned again? Kai'Sa looked at Karn with interest, her face extremely close, defenseless against Karn.

With their relationship, there is no need to guard against anything.

"That's true, but isn't the substance that the skin armor provides to us the substance of life? So I think it's not that Void Energy can't be transformed into Life Energy, but it just requires a complex set of conditions. ”

"Oh" Kai'Sa suddenly realized, "I see, you want to milk the cow from the skin armor!" ”

As soon as Kai'Sa finished speaking, there was a sharp stabbing pain in their skin and armor, causing them to bend down, their arms together, their features twisted but still unable to hide the smile on their faces.

"Don't say it if you know, you really deserve it." Karn laughed and rubbed Kaisha's head.

"But the skin armor can sense thoughts, even if you don't say it." Kai'Sa pursed her lips and stood up by Karn's shoulder.

"Then you must have thought of something strange, you see how it's okay when I think about it." Karn patted her cheek slightly, causing the latter to scare at her.

"Phew! You're just thinking about it! ”

Kai'Sa didn't realize that she was thinking of something else when she was talking about milking cows or wool picking.

For example, knowing that a tiger's butt can't be touched, you think it's okay to touch its balls, but you don't even slide out and die.

Although the parts touched are different, the nature is almost the same.

The Void Armor is also conscious, and when it feels like Kai'Sa has the idea of insulting it, it triggers a punishment mechanism to maintain its "self-esteem".

As a consumer through and through, how can it do what a producer is supposed to do?

Isn't it an insult to its identity to ask it to squeeze the ointment on you humans?

Of course, these are just metaphors, in order to vividly reveal the extreme punishment of skin armor.

As for whether it has the self-esteem of human cognition, who knows.

Just as Karn was about to try the Void Fireball, Taliyah burst in, shouting.

"Little master, go and see, Nasus is here!"

……

Nasus looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, he could feel the blood of Ascension flowing through her body, but he couldn't confirm that it was a descendant of royalty.

Because those eyes, purple eyes, made him wonder.

Gushu Ruima's bloodline would never give birth to such a color of pupils.

As the master of the Great Library, Shurima's Ascended Scholar, he watched generations of emperors grow up from childhood to finally ascend to the throne.

Without exception, the pupils of those emperors were all translucent sky blue, like a clear spring in a desert oasis, blue and thorough.

And the purple eyes in front of him made him think of something bad.

As he pondered, the woman spoke.

"It's the lost Grim Reaper of the Desert, Scholar Nasus?" In the face of such a giant as tall and strong as a mountain cliff, the doubt in her tone was about to overflow.

Nasus's eyes narrowed, he always felt that the word lost was used with a lot of meaning.

"It's me." He took off the hat of his burqa, revealing a black jackal's head, his ears erected high, and the white light of vicissitudes and wisdom shone through his eyes.

The jackal is a scavenger that accompanies corpses and over time has been recognized as a symbol of death.

But Nasus is not responsible for death, and as the most outstanding military advisor in history, his army may have killed many people.

To the Shurima people, he is a hero. For the conquered enemy, perhaps he is the Grim Reaper.

"It turns out that the legends are all true." Sivir looked at the jackal's head carefully and sighed.

This made Nasus dissatisfied, so uneducated, I really hope that he is not a descendant of the emperor.

"That's not a legend, that's history." Nasus corrected, there was a deep well of sorrow in his heart, and the humming sound had been coming from it for a long time.

He came here because of that pillar of light in the night sky.

"Have you seen my siblings nearby?"

Nasus refers to his fellow Ascended Ones as brothers and sisters, and although they have risen in different eras and may have been centuries apart, they are all guardians of Shurima and do not need to be so distinctly separated.

Looking at Sivir's puzzled expression, he corrected, "You, have you seen anyone similar to me?" ”

Now Sivir understood, and she shook her head: "I made that pillar of light, Nashrami has no other gods, no Dark Descendants, I am calling you." ”

"Who are you, and why did you summon me?" Nasus slammed his cane on the ground, his eyes condescendingly looking at Sivir.

"I'm Sivir." Sivir hesitated for a moment and said, "I am a descendant of the Eagle King. ”

With that, she showed out the Calikar and turned it easily with one hand to show that she was pure.

Nasus's gaze followed Calikar closely, and he was silent for a while before he said solemnly to Sivir: "If you are of Azir's blood, your eyes should be blue. But what I see is purple, and your hair, all of which deny your claims, and even normal Shurima people don't grow such eyes and hair. ”

Azir, Sivir vaguely remembered that this was the name of the last emperor of Shurima.

She was a little irritated because she had already answered the questions according to what Karn had given her, but things didn't go as smoothly as she had imagined.

She stopped turning her wrist and said, "Isn't Calikar enough?" So how do you want me to prove it? ”

"Give me your blood."