Many have questioned this decision; The Ascension Ritual is extremely dangerous, and only those whose lives are coming to an end will attempt it, and only those who have dedicated their lives to Shurima are entitled to the honor of Ascension.

Only the priests of the sun can decide whether a person can ascend or not, not the megalomania of an emperor can give him the right to do so.

Azir did not heed these exhortations and continued to go his course, as his character had expanded with the empire, so he threatened the priests of the sun with a painful death.

The day had finally come for the ceremony, and Azir strode toward the Ascension Altar, flanked by thousands of soldiers and tens of thousands of people.

The brothers Renekton and Nasus were not present because Zelas had sent them to deal with an urgent threat, but Azir did not let this delay the great fate he saw in front of him.

He climbed to the golden disc at the top of the temple in the center of the city, and just before the Sun Priests began their ritual, he turned to face Zelas, finally granting him his freedom. Not only him, but all slaves were liberated.

Zelas was dumbfounded in shock, but before Azir could finish speaking, he hugged Zelas, identifying him as an eternal brother, as he had promised years ago.

Azir turned around, and the priests began the ritual of summoning the great energy of the sun into the world. Unbeknownst to Azir, Zelas had studied not only history and philosophy in his quest for knowledge, but also witchcraft and black magic, and that his longing for freedom had swelled like a cancer into a fiery hatred.

At the highest point of the ceremony, once striving to unleash its power, Azir was pushed out of the altar. Without the protection of the rune ring, Azir was immediately consumed by the fire of the sun, and Zelas took his place. The light poured power into Zelas, and he roared loudly, his mortal body beginning to change.

But the magic of this ritual does not belong to Zelas, and it is impossible for such a huge astral energy to be transferred and stolen without tragic consequences. The power of the Ascension Ritual exploded outward, destroying Shurima and razing the city to the ground.

The people were all burned to ashes, the towering palace collapsed, and the yellow sand rose and swallowed the city. The solar disc sank from the sky, and the empire built over hundreds of years was wiped out in an instant, all because of the ambition of one and the hatred of another. All that remains of the city of Azir is the ruins and the screams of the people in the cold night.

Azir didn't see all this. For him, everything is nothingness. His last memory was of intense pain and fire; He didn't know what was happening at the top of the temple, or what was happening to his empire.

He was lost in oblivion and could not feel time until thousands of years after Shurima's destruction, when the blood of his last heir was sprinkled on the ruins of the temple and brought him back to life.

Azir is reborn, but not complete; His body was nothing more than a moving speck of dust, held together by the last shred of his indomitable will.

Azir gradually regained his original form, staggering through the rubble and stumbling across the corpse of a girl with a vicious stab wound in the back.

He didn't know her, but he saw that her appearance had the characteristics of her own blood. Leaving all thoughts of empire and power behind him, he lifted Shurima's daughter and carried her to the site of what had once been the Oasis of Dawn.

The oasis had long since dried up, but with each step Azir took in, clear fresh water gushed out and filled the basin of stones. Azir soaked the girl's body in the healing waters of the oasis, and the blood dissipated, leaving only a shallow scar from the fatal knife wound.

As a result of this selfless act, Azir was lifted into the air by the Pillar of Fire, and Shurima's magic brought him back to life, reshaping his body into what the Ascended should be.

The immortal light of the sun poured into his body, casting his magnificent eagle armor and giving him the ability to manipulate the sands.

Azir raised his hands, and his ruined city shook off the dust that had covered it for centuries and rose back to the ground. The solar disc also floats in the air again. Healing waters flowed between the temples, and the temples were re-erected to welcome the sun by order of the Emperor.

Azir climbed the temple of the sun that had just risen, and the wind swept up the Sisha to recreate the last moments of his city. The sand forms a ghostly apparition that recreates the city's deathbed, and Azir is surprised to see the betrayal of Zelas's plot unfold.

He watched with gloom as his family suffered misfortune, his empire fell, and his abilities were stolen. But now, thousands of years later, he finally understands the deep hatred that his former friend and confidant hated him.

Sensing that Zelas was waiting somewhere in the world, Azir summoned an army of sand soldiers to march with their reborn Emperor. The golden disc above his head glistened with the sun's rays, and Azir swore solemnly.

I will take back my land, take back everything I have!

Everything about Shurima seems to have quietly revived in an instant, but all of this contains rules, such as the woman Sivir, who contains the blood of Emperor Azir, and Casopea of Noxus accidentally broke into the tomb of Shurima in ancient times, and used the blood of the royal family to open the heavy seal that had been sealed for thousands of years.

Amumu, who is inextricably linked to Shurima, a living corpse who wandered alone in the Shurima Desert for several years ago, felt the calling, or connection, for the first time, and felt a feeling other than himself in his lonely, small and empty heart, which made him unswervingly go to his inner guidance.

And Ramos, the armored dragon turtle who has been revered as the guardian by the people of Shurima for thousands of years, "rolls" to the place of the incident without saying a word, and no one knows what he is thinking, no one knows whose will he upholds, or what faith has allowed him to stick to the Shurima Desert for thousands of years.

And the ancient ascendant, Nasus, the god of death in the desert, has only his brother Renekton who is about to be revived, and Shurima, who is about to be revived, and he is now desperate to see his brother Renekton, whom he has not met for thousands of years.

And Renekton, now a beast carried away by anger, is only bent on intense anger and hatred for his brother Nasus, and only wants to kill this treacherous brother with the crescent blade in his hand, and Renekton believes that all the suffering he has endured should be counted on the head of his brother Nasus

This monstrous murderous intent led him to search for Nasus in the Shurima Desert.