The sudden deflagration caused a powerful shockwave, and under the violent impact, the sand soldiers under Azir's control were completely wiped out almost instantaneously - and Azir himself was thrown away by the powerful impact.

Fortunately, the body of the Ascendant is strong enough, otherwise Azir will go to see Qianjue again this time!

As the flames bloomed again, the entire city of Shurima was silenced almost instantly, and everyone knew what that meant.

His Majesty the Emperor...... I'm in trouble!

In the midst of the people's fear, a figure appeared in mid-air, lighting up the night sky—this time it was not Azir who had taken off, but a man the people had never seen before, and who was covered in flames.

"Idiots who don't think much of themselves." Condescendingly, the guy showed off his flaming left hand, "Mortal, you have no right to stop me, now tell me, where is Ryze?" ”

"Who is Ryze?" The violent impact caused Azir to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the red blood stained his golden feathers, "Who are you?" ”

"Ruiz...... An old man with blue skin. The other man seemed to be barely suppressing his fury, "and I ...... You can call me Brand. ”

Brand?

Azir struggled to recall his two lives, but he never heard the name Brand - and before he could think of a way to deal with the other man, his meagre patience seemed to run out.

"Looks like you don't know." Brand didn't care about Azir's identity in the slightest, "So...... Just die—I'll give you a great new birth in the ashes! ”

A massive mass of flame turned into a roaring dragon, spreading its wings and charging at Azil - and as Azir flapped his wings to try to dodge, the dragon seemed to lock on to him completely, allowing him to move his course several times, still chasing after him.

During this process, Azir tried to summon sand soldiers to stop him several times, but no matter how many sand soldiers there were, they would be directly destroyed by the fire dragon's breath, and there was no scum left.

Seeing that the dragon was about to tear Azir to pieces, it was finally late for Nasus.

"Withered—"

The power of the Heroic Spirit was fully mobilized by Nasus, and here in Shurima City, Nasus's fighting power was unusually strong.

The fire dragon revealed a real horror, and it seemed to want to break free, but in the end it was firmly held by countless invisible Shurima Heroic Spirits, and it was completely sealed—and with the destruction of the dragon, Nasus saw a soul finally freed, and it was an ancient dragon.

The soul of the ancient dragon nodded slightly at Nasus, and the next moment spread its wings and dissipated into the night sky.

"Oh, a funny guy." The burning man in mid-air watched Nasus appear, not only did he not show any nervousness, but even showed a little special interest, "You must be a lot stronger than the little guy behind you......"

"Calamity fire." Nasus transformed into the Desert Reaper and raised the sharp axe in his hand, "I knew you, I didn't expect you to get rid of the seal at this time......"

"Don't use your nameless to describe me." Brand snapped his fingers, and several fire dragons soared into the air, "Call me Vengeful Flame Soul - Vengeful Flame Soul Brand!" ”

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Brand of the Vengeful Flame Soul - Former Ryze's apprentice.

Although he is now present in the royal palace of Shurima City, Brand is not a Shurima person.

His original name was Keegan Novo and he came from Freljord.

The son of a Freljord healer, Keegan Noh was born an outlier. His mother's meager knowledge of magic and herbs allowed her to earn a living on the fringes of the coastal village of Rigun.

Keegan's mother had few friends and came and went, and although Keegan was a child at the time, he understood early on that his father was a vicious robber, and it was because of his father's identity, along with his own, that his mother was shunned.

The villagers of Rigon call him "the bastard of the robbers", a title that is so insulting that a teenager cannot bear it.

Keegan grew up in this heaviness.

In a cold winter that seemed to never end, after years of torment, the frail mother died, Keegan tossed her ashes and remembered the people she had spent her life healing—no one came to mourn, he knew that they wished he would be with his mother, completely disappear into the cold wind.

Maybe...... When they are hurt again, they will only think of the mother and son, right?

So, Keegan, who had mastered the power of fire, burned his own village.

After that, Keegan began wandering the frozen tundra of Freljord, under the pretext of looking for his father, but deep down, he was looking for a friend...... Or, at least, a friendly face.

Winter was fatal, and with Keegan's pursuit in vain, cold and hungry, he burrowed into a cave and prepared to die.

But what he was waiting for was not death, but another anomaly.

The mysterious magician Ruiz saw potential in this half-frozen young man and took him as an apprentice. The pair experienced many stumbles, with Keegan's immature and wild magic disheartening both of them, and Ryze's demands for patience and humility often falling on deaf ears.

Unfortunately, Keegan's cultivation has always been secondary, and Ryze has always been most concerned about his original mission. He had been searching for and hiding a power large enough to destroy the Runeterras—the legendary World Rune.

After tracking down a fragment of runes, Keegan was confronted with the same temptation that had caused too many people to lose their minds—runes were the source of all magic in the world, and he chose to claim it for himself, despite his mentor's warnings.

Ruiz was forced to witness his own defeat, to see his apprentice burned by primitive magic, and Keegan's soul devoured. At that moment, a new soul was born, not the young man that Ruiz had rescued in the snow and ice, nor the mage Freljord whom he had once regarded as a friend.

This vengeful spirit of fire and fury walked the mortal realm, and is now known to the world as Brand.

Brand cursed his former master, and everyone else who stood in his way from seizing the rune. Brand flicked the long whip of the flame of the magic flame, and Ruiz barely managed to save a life.

Hundreds of years have passed since that day, and Brand has lived like a lawless wildfire, taking it and never returning anything back to the world.

Sometimes he's a fiery meteor streaked across the firmament, and other times he's sunk into a long hibernation on the icy earth, waiting for that unique magical aura to lead him to another world rune......

By the way, the coffin that Nasus and Renekton used to seal Zelath was intended to be used to seal Brand - the Shurima called him the Fire of Calamity.