Jeno saw a mechanical skeleton strapped to Nasus's injured leg, which was Orianna's handiwork, to hold his limp leg in battle, and to help the bones heal.

Due to the darkness of Zaun, Nasus could not receive the sun's energy, and the wound did not heal for a long time.

The Ascended are blessed by the sun, so the sun is the source of their strength, and without the sun-lit earth, their power cannot be replenished.

"Sivir, are you ready to accept your fate?" Nasus's accent was heavy, humming, like coming from a deep well.

"Fate of bullshit! I'm here to bring Taliyah back to Shurima. Nasus's natural tone made Sivir furious.

Why should the prosperity of a country be involved in a woman who knows nothing?

If her parents hadn't died and her family tree hadn't been lost, she would have had to go up a few generations to see if she had the same surname as Azir.

I don't look like a bird at all, why do I suddenly have an ancestor of a birdman?

"I have made a pact with her that Taliyah, as a member of Shurima's people, should dedicate her strength to the country."

If there is anyone who has died for Shurima from the beginning to the end, it must be Nasus, otherwise he would not have been loved by the people of ancient times, and the empire built a library for it.

To this day, in front of every temple of the Sun in Shurima are two sturdy guards with helmets in the shape of intelligent jackals and fierce crocodiles, which are imitations of Nasus and his brother Renekton, showing Nasus's important place in Shurima's history.

Although he himself hated these imitations, and was angry that he and countless other warriors fought for the Empire, today's people only commemorate their homeland in such ugly ways.

"Everyone knows that Shurima has died in name only, who can you bluff with this set of arguments now? Old and not ashamed! You've been abandoned by the times, why don't you keep your dog's eyes open and take a good look at what Shurima looks like now? What have you been doing for thousands of years? You didn't do anything after Shurima's fall, where did you hide during the Darkspawn War? Why don't you come out to stop the civil strife, you are the most respected warrior of the gods, one person is above ten thousand, if you come out to speak, who will dare to oppose it. But you have chosen to ignore Shurima's internal friction and would rather be lost in remorse. That's thousands of years! If you had done even the slightest thing, would Shurima still be what she is now? You will only complain about the heavens and the people, and complain about why the future generations have not continued the glory of Shurima. ”

As a mercenary who roams the desert all year round and receives messages from far and wide, Sivir is too familiar with Shurima. Coupled with the secrets of the ancient kingdom that Jeno told her that had been forgotten in the long river of history, she already had a rough idea of the rise and fall of this former empire.

Shurima can no longer be called a country, the name should now only represent this continent, or rather a great tomb, the tomb of the empire.

If it weren't for the treasures of the ancient kingdom buried under the yellow sand, how many people would have volunteered to stay in this unforgiving land?

How can people fall in love with this barren land that can't guarantee even the most basic subsistence supplies? What about a sense of belonging?

Is there anything to be proud of as a Shurima person? They have reached the point where they have to resell their country's cultural relics for their livelihood, and even draw swords against their own people for a little survival material!

As a result, many of the ports and cities north of Shurima voluntarily surrendered to the powerful Noxians in exchange for food and trade concessions in exchange for more valuable Noxian military protection against local raiders, and many of Sivir's mercenary contracts were offered by the generous Noxians.

It's not that Sivir is flattering, but that Shurima's decline is a foregone conclusion, and its former glory has changed from a historical story to a myth and a religious belief, and it has only survived in name only among the descendants of the survivors who have wandered around.

It is as ridiculous that Nasus has only now acted as if he were raising the banner of anti-Qing restoration in the twenty-first century.

I'm sorry, it's been 40 years since the reform and opening up, and you're only coming to the country now, isn't it funny? Do you want to add a funny one to the end?

Someone! Bury allies.

So Sivir thinks that Nasus is a man who lives in the past, unwilling to face reality, and insists on going his own way.

In Jeno's words, it's autism.

Sivir's words were so heart-wrenching that Nasus's dog couldn't lift his head, even though he had kept his head down.

"I'll admit, you're right. The soul of Nasus has wandered in the mortal world for too long, hunched over with shame, trying to hide his high name in order to silently pay for his sins during the long and bleak period of self-exile. ”

Sivir scolded well, his thousands of years of muddled nightmares, it is worth just looking for those ruins and old ruins, and remembering the glory of his homeland in the gilded hall.

"But now, the days of incognito are over! I don't want to hide my face in the dark anymore. ”

Nasus lifted his burqa, revealing a menacing jackal's head and obsidian muscles, his chest and shoulders covered with gold-covered armor and a vot-band 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 shone with excitement, and the aquamarine gem set in the center glowed blue in the chaotic gray.

Jeno was familiar with the gem, a primordial crystal containing a vast amount of information, and it seemed that Nasus had transferred all the knowledge from the library.

"From now on, I will no longer be confused, and Shurima will be different because of you and His Majesty Azir. I believe that in the near future, Shurima will also prosper under your leadership and return to its former glory. ”

Azir's rebirth finally gave him hope, and Nasus seemed to have found his backbone, and his momentum suddenly rose, as if he was going to fight Zelas with a long-handled battle axe in the next moment.

"Dogs fighting people" is not a pejorative term here, but a statement of what Jeno saw.

As soon as Nasus took a step, there was a stumbling body under his feet, and his tower-heavy body fell to the ground, and the ground seemed to tremble.

The stone castle built by Taliyah was smashed to the ground, and the rubble flew in the air, mixed with Nasus's angry roar.

The scene was unbearable to look at at a while, which made people laugh.

Sivir, in particular, laughed the hardest.

This is the best interpretation of handsome, but three seconds.