"Crackle~!!"

In the darkness of the night, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, and then raindrops fell from the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Azir stood at the top of the wall, silently watching the equally silent funeral beneath him, a circle of soldiers gathered around him, staring at the small number of tombstones that did not have to stand in front of him.

After almost two days and one night of fighting, not only was Azil's sun power exhausted, but most of the human soldiers were also lost, or finally under the condition of detonating the solar disk, Azir forcibly destroyed the corrupt tower in the middle of the city, preventing the number of modified monsters from rising, and wiped out all the modified monsters in one fell swoop, otherwise there may be no life outside of Azil who could survive this battle.

"They are the best warriors, sacrificed for the sake of the wheel of fortune of Shurima,

But death, not the end of their glorious lives, they will return to the Ascended,

live happily forever, and their names will be engraved on Valhalla forever,

and to be remembered by the followers who came after,

They are the glory of all of us. ”

A human priest chanted softly, and a faint afterglow radiated from the wooden staff in his hand, shining on the tombstones decorated with weapons on the ground, looking endlessly sacred and sad.

It should be some kind of continuation of the sacrifice of the Sun God Cult, Azir looked at this guy who had not noticed before, and felt something, and with a wave of his right hand, the power of the sun that had not yet recovered from his body poured out, hovering over the tombstones, flashing a trace of gold, and finally disappearing.

Azir turned his head to look at the corrupt tower that was only half blown up by himself, and there was still a disgusting miserable green fluorescent liquid on its inner wall, the name of this corrupt tower was given by Azir himself, because Azir found that it was this thing that corrupted the human corpses that were not completely dead and turned them into terrifying transformation monsters, in fact, Azir had also seen it in the ruins of the city before, but because those 'corruption towers' were too small, Azir didn't notice it.

Moreover, Azir found a 'modified monster' that can command other modified monsters this time, and Azir originally thought that those two guys were directing these monsters to breed, but now it seems that there may be other existence behind them who secretly controls the whole incident.

Azir jumped to the top of the Corruption Tower with a leap and looked into the distance, even though it was night, Azir could still see the next city ruins, the next target, the next, a place where there were more and stronger enemies.

The end of the warriors may be death, and Azir looked at the warriors of Shurima again from a high place, but Azir could not bear to let these guys who had died with his birth not even see the glory of Shurima, so they fell in these gray places.

It would be nice if he could assist them as if he were supporting the Sand Soldiers with his strength, and it occurred to Azir that in that case, they would be strong enough that most of them would survive this disaster, strong enough to be able to solve this disaster with him.

Azir didn't know why he suddenly came up with this idea, because not every warrior's soul can roar into the power of the sun, enter the so-called Valhalla, and be summoned by himself to become a powerful and indestructible sandman, but what if you think about it the other way around?

Azir felt that he had a hint of inspiration, if he could build a neural interface for the fighters and build a complete neural network, he could completely consume some of his computing power to assist these fighters in battle through the neural network.

But how?

Azir jumped off the tower, "Reno," it cried, and a warrior standing in the crowd stepped out, this was the most powerful of the warriors that Azir had observed, and now, Azir was ready to use his own thoughts, link the warrior's nervous consciousness, and through this method enable him to accept his augmentation like a sand soldier.

"Are you, willing, enlightened by the power of the sun, truly become me, a believer in Shurima's most powerful ascendant?" Azir said to the warrior, who was much shorter than himself.

Reno was stunned for a moment, he didn't seem to understand what Azir meant, he thought that he was already a follower of Azir, a follower of Azir, and a citizen of Azir, but in the next second, he bent down slightly and said respectfully to the emperor in front of him, this ascendant, "I do." ”

Azir could feel his strong faith, this was a pure warrior, a holy warrior who could do anything for his faith, and after his death, he should also be able to enter the Valhalla of the Helios Cult like that guy, continue to assist him, continue to fight for everything he believes in.

Azir felt a human emotion surging in his body, that kind of emotion, it seems to be called, relieved, moved, blinked his eyes, Azir looked at the sun disc ornament worn by the warrior's neck, urging the power of the sun to completely quantify it, the palm-sized ornament flew to the front of the warrior's forehead, the sandy helmet on the head was separated to the sides, and the energetic ornament was attached to the warrior's forehead, transforming into a gorgeous, golden, sun-shaped pattern.

"Ah~!!" Reno's eyes flashed two golden rays, he couldn't help shouting, the momentum contained in his body began to rise, the lines on his forehead began to extend to the side, and the complex golden lines instantly covered the body of this warrior, and the sand armor on his body began to transform, from the original ordinary armor, to a more exaggerated battle armor, one after another golden rays appeared from the sand armor, he looked up at the sky, and let out a long howl, "Roar~!! ”

The rough sand armor sublimated at this moment, turning into golden armor that seemed to be made of gold, and two streams of sand on the ground were linked to his back, transforming into two red feathers that resembled Azir's style, and a brand new warrior, a holy warrior linked to Azir's thoughts, appeared.

The light on the exaggerated golden lines on Reno's body dimmed a little and stabilized, and a voice sounded directly from his head, "You are my believer now, my, Immortal Warrior. ”

Reno looked up at Azir in front of him, he realized that this sentence was said by Azir, he didn't react for a while, he didn't know why he could hear Azir in his head, but in the next second, he linked Azir's mind to understand what Azir meant, and understood the meaning of Azir doing this.

"I, am I, a Valhallic warrior?"