Nasus thrust his cane into the ground, his hands clasped across his chest, his mouth slightly open to show a mouthful of fangs, and the pressure ensued.

"Do you have to see blood?" Sivir looked at him, his knees stiff and his teeth chattering.

Nasus nodded, "Do you want to do it yourself or will I take it myself?" ”

"I'll do it myself."

Sivir really hated giving in advance, but she had to complete Karn's mission, or Karn wouldn't make her better.

She had no choice but to pick up Calikar and slash it in her hand.

The blade slashed across the forearm, and blood flowed out and dripped to the ground like a note along the opening.

Nasus's gaze shifted as he saw streams of blood evaporate and hiss on the sun-scorched tiles, and soon became brown lumps, and the smell of blood wafted into his nose.

"You belong to the Ascension bloodline, but ......" Nasus's eyes narrowed, and his eyes suddenly sharpened, "Your arm is healing itself, and there are other powers hidden in your body." ”

Nasus pulled out his staff and pointed at Sivir through the air, "I feel an aura similar to that of my fallen people in you, have you learned the forbidden blood magic?" ”

"Magic? I don't know magic. Sivir raised an eyebrow: "But I have a curse on me. ”

"Cursed?" Nasus roared under his breath.

Just then, Taliyah poked her head out of the hallway and was shocked to see Nasus pointing his staff at Sivir. Then he saw a pool of blood at Sivir's feet, his eyes widened, and fear and courage welled up at the same time.

"Don't move Sivir!" She exclaimed, her hands arching back and forth in front of her chest, as if weaving some kind of natural magic.

The ground began to tremble, and the stones danced beneath her feet, rolling around her in the shape of a swirl.

Judging by the reaction in her eyes, she should know who he is.

"Little man, your ability can break Shurima's solid stone." Nasus said.

She raised an eyebrow, "That's right." So you'd better stay away, or I'll be able to break more than just rocks. ”

Nasus was amused by her bluff: "Girl, you have a hero's heart. But I just came to her for an explanation, and I didn't mean to hurt her. ”

"Is that really the case?" Taliyah looked at Sivir, who nodded, "Taliyah, you step aside. ”

"You wait, I'll call someone."

The rolling stones stopped, but Taliyah felt that the atmosphere was still tense and worried that something might happen, so she ran straight back to the station.

Seeing the small figure disappear again, Nasus turned his gaze back to Sivir.

"You say you're cursed?"

Speaking of curses, Nasus couldn't help but think of his fallen compatriots.

The Darkspawn is triple cursed.

First from their enemies of ancient times, then from the fall of the Glorious Empire, and finally from the betrayal that will degrade them forever.

He felt the aura of depravity in Sivir, the wound that healed quickly like blood magic, and he couldn't help but think about it.

What will the real situation be? What happened to the owner of the Ascension Blood?

"It's not important, will you help me get justice?"

Sivir knew that it would not be good to talk about the skin armor, so she didn't want to answer Nasus's question head-on.

But she could tell that Nasus was very persistent about the issue.

His staff slowly moved towards Sivir, who raised the guard of the Calikar only to be lifted away by him. He then moved a few steps to the side, the tip of his staff striking the armor on Sivir's back.

"I can smell that evil is hidden in your armor, and if you are really sincere in looking for me, then why don't you dare to be honest with me?"

With that, he removed his robe and straightened up, revealing his obsidian body.

His chest and shoulders were covered with gold-gold armor and a votive sash with the Shurima coat of arms.

He reached out and ripped off the strip of cloth wrapped around the "cane", revealing a long-handled battle axe.

The blade of the axe glistened with excitement, and the center set with an aquamarine gem drank the sun.

"Tell me, who dares to curse the blood of Ascension?" He let out a low roar, his voice deafening.

Pointed at a long-handled battle axe, Sivir's face turned pale.

She saw Nasus, towering in front of her, the deity of divine power and magic.

When his flesh was sublimated and recreated by the magic of the solar disk, the withered and dying flesh became a jackal-headed demigod with an obsidian body.

The Celestial Posture shook Sivir back two steps, and she couldn't help but wonder if such an existence could help her get rid of the mountain that was pressing on her.

However, she thought about it for a long time, and instead of saying Karn's name, she said something that Nasus kept secret.

"The Void." Sivir emphasized again: "It's the curse of the void." ”

At that moment, a hand crept over her shoulder, and she looked back to see that it was Karn.

Karn arrived with all the others.

He was giving her encouragement with a determined look, as if they were her strongest backing.

But Sivir immediately turned his head, and a subtle look of guilt flashed in his eyes.

Just now, she was thinking about saying Karn's name, leading Nasus to mistakenly believe that Karn had deliberately cursed the blood of Ascension, and then borrowed a knife to kill.

Unaware that Karn had crept behind him.

Cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and she was glad she hadn't said that in the end.

It then occurred to her that Karn was in fact a cursed man, and that it was only fate that everything had come to this.

But Nasus slammed the handle of his axe into the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

The smoke stopped in mid-air, like a shimmering veil of light, and then slowly fell in circles around Sivir and Karn

In the blink of an eye, the round cloud of sand turned into a hurricane.

Several people involuntarily blocked their faces, and Sivir couldn't see clearly, choking and coughing, and bent his waist in half.

The sandstorm envelops the furious winds of the deepest part of the desert and can wring a group of Icasur into skeletons in an instant. Armor is useless, and grains of sand will creep in and break through people's skin from every nook and cranny.

The pain of scratching on her skin made Sivir feel a pang of intent, and the sand rubbed countless blood paths on her body, and there were scarlet teardrops on her cheeks, and she was covered in blood.

In order to protect herself, she had to unfold her skin armor. TV updates the fastest //

Skin armor spread across her skin, and the black-purple carapace kept out the sandstorm. Several pieces of armor overlapped to cover her face, and she gradually bent over in the sandstorm, staring at Nasus with three eyes that emitted a warm purple light, and let out a coughing up of blood.

"Nasus, the patron saint of Shurima? That's how you treat Shurima's last Ascension Bloodline? ”