"At that time, there were hundreds of Celestial Warriors who could drive Shurima, but they were unable to eradicate the death under this piece of yellow sand, and now there are only three left, how do you want us to help you? If the last of our Celestial warriors were to die there, or to be eroded by the Void, Shurima's last hope would be buried under the sand. Jeno, as good as you are to me, I'm sorry, we can't afford to take the risk. ”

Azir's words sent Jano deep in thought, and he paced back and forth in front of the steps with his hands folded on his chest, noticing that the birdman was inseparable from the Ascendant.

He kept saying that he couldn't do anything without the Ascendant, wasn't he just madly hinting to Jeno to bring him back to Sivir?

"Your Majesty, I'm not leaving you alone, things aren't as difficult as you think. Me and these people behind me will join the fray, and we will fight side by side. ”

Jeno stretched out his hand to introduce the group to Azir, but Azir glanced at him and lost interest, knowing that the person he wanted to meet was not inside.

Jeno was helpless, and Azir's obsession with the Ascendant was too deep.

However, he can understand that after all, it is the ancient Shurima people. Even before Azir had even ascended, the power of the Ascended had been deeply imprinted in his mortal memory.

"Sivir......" As soon as Jeno said the name, Azir's head spun around like a frightened rooster.

"What happened to the daughter of the desert?" Azir asked.

"She's fine, She's just not going to be forced to do something she doesn't want to do." Jeno spoke Sivir's thoughts.

"She's been avoiding me, maybe I'm pushing her too hard." The sunlight in Azir's eyes dimmed, but then it lit up again, and the light shone on Jeno: "But I heard that you also chose to escape!" ”

Jeno frowned: "I have the same idea as her, please don't impose your thoughts on others." ”

"She saved me, and I saved her. The two cancel out, but I'm still her emperor. ”

"I saved you, and you are not my emperor, how can you marry her to me? Your Majesty, you take it for granted, Sivir didn't think you were her emperor, she wasn't a man from more than three thousand years ago. ”

"Why do you want to refuse? Isn't she beautiful? Azir stepped down the steps and placed a heavy paw on Jeno's shoulder. His skin smelled of a mature animal, like skin that had not yet healed. He felt the force of his claws clenching at his skin, a force that could crush rocks and bend steel.

Sivir has a wild beauty that comes from the indomitable qualities of her humanity. How many times has she never given up in the face of desperate situations, and has survived by trying beyond her physical limits.

And Jeno believes that this quality has nothing to do with blood, and if the combination of two people is only for the integration of blood, how can it ensure the inheritance of good qualities?

"Again, Your Majesty, please don't impose your thoughts on others." Jeno said without being humble or arrogant, reaching out and pushing Azir's claws away little by little. Azir felt the irresistible force coming from his claws, and was shocked and realized a fact.

Times have changed.

"I just want a son, a son with the blood of the sun, a son under my control, and then he will start the path of Shurima's great revival." Azir said sadly, but to Jeno he looked like a cat crying mouse.

Where would any parent sacrifice the happiness of his child and hand him over to an ambitious emperor. Although he will become a supreme royal family member in the eyes of outsiders, he is actually a puppet who has been frantically squeezed out of blood.

Jeno didn't agree with Azir's idea, but after all, he couldn't say too much, he thought about it, and half-jokingly comforted him: "Then you better wait slowly, and when Sivir has more children, and if he can't raise them, he will send a few to you to raise." ”

Sarah let out a distorted laugh from the side, what did she think of Sivir? How many more?

But if Jeno had any thoughts about Sivir, then she wouldn't mind using some means to get Sivir on his ship for nothing. Then use Sivir's children to make a condition with Azir, and ask for booty to frame her siren, tsk tsk.

"Well, I'm not your emperor." Azir gave up his original idea and retreated: "I don't want the child you have with her, as long as you persuade her to come back and help me preside over the ascension ceremony, I will promise to help you." ”

Azir's answer made Jeno a little angry, knowing that this was his territory, but he had to shirk it like this. If it weren't for the fact that Acacia's Void creatures escaped through the tunnels Exai had dug, he wouldn't want to destroy Calixei in one more move.

"Does it have to be Sivir?" Jeno frowned.

"She's the last bloodline I can perceive." Azir sighed, "We've tried to force our ascension, but we've failed. ”

"Failed? What happened to the person who received the ascension? Jeno leaned over to hear everything better.

When it comes to the failure of Ascension, he thinks of Zelas. He knew that Zelas was a pain in Azir's heart, so he tried not to use him as an example.

"Without the help of the Sun's bloodline, the Ascension Ritual would fail at the last minute. When the light of the burning body faded, what was left behind was a rickety, deformed, inhuman creature. ”

Azir turned and headed towards the solar disc in front of the door. Jeno felt the aura around him begin to tense, like a bowstring that was about to break.

Ascension is not a precise magical ritual, but a process of destruction and reinvention like a catastrophe. Those who have ascended imperfectly, known as "Bakai", have survived the ritual of death, but have forever borne the most inhuman suffering. Ending their suffering as soon as possible is the best way to treat them well.

It is still relatively easy to distinguish between the ascended and the Bakai, the former at least has a human form, while the latter does not even have a human form.

"Maybe that's because of his lack of prestige?" Jeno remembered what Cana had said, the power of faith gathered on the sun's disk.

In the past, those who received ascension were often outstanding contributors to the empire, and they were all highly respected. Therefore, when they ascend, they attract a large number of worshippers, and these worshippers provide a large amount of faith power, and the solar disk uses the huge power of faith in some incomprehensible way to reforge the divine body for the ascended person.

Jeno was sure that the person who had been put on the altar by Azir before was certainly not a person of fame, otherwise he would not have heard of it. There are so many fewer people in Shurima now than before, and they still hate each other, and there is not much national cohesion, so it is basically impossible to gather a large amount of faith as before.

Just ask, how many passers-by would hope that a person they can't trust will soar to success? Moreover, the one who ascends may also be the enemy.

He seems to have discovered something interesting, and by inference, the success rate of the ascension seems to be closely related to the number of followers. The Sun bloodline represents the noble royal family and has its own supporters, so being recognized or present by the Sun bloodline, the success rate of ascension will increase.

Thinking about it this way, maybe there is a possibility that you can succeed in ascending without the assistance of the Ascension Bloodline?