Chapter 8: The Power of the Desert Emperor

The body moves with the heart, the golden holy light flashes, and the old imperial city simulated by the yellow sand disappears, returning to calm and dead silence. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Azir raised a hand, and the sun's disk, which had been forgotten for a thousand years in the sand, rose from the ground, the base of the solar disc was tattered, but it showed a sense of ancient vicissitudes, and a desert soldier belonging to him rose from the base of the ladder of ascension.

"Zelas," his voice hoarse from rage. "Your sins are unforgivable."

Azir ordered the Yellow Sand soldiers to begin cleaning the solar disc and base as a center to build a new imperial city.

Azir himself landed and came to the place of the healing water, in front of Sivir, "I don't know, what is your name?" Young warriors? ”

Sivir was now stunned by the scene in front of him, what the hell is this guy? Could it really be an emperor?

"Sivir, I'm a mercenary," Sivir was not someone who had never seen a big scene, and reacted quickly.

"Mercenaries?" In Azir's time, there was no such guy who worked for money, "What's that?" ”

Sivir had no choice but to explain his identity to Azir. Azir nodded, and couldn't help but make a joke about this 'strange' profession, "That is, a group of warriors without a lord? Or is the sovereign the wealth of the world? ”

Azir stretched out his hand (talon talon?) ), pulling Sivir out of the healing water, "I see you had a stab wound in the back just now, is there anyone else here?" I don't feel it. ”

"I may have left, but I'll settle the score," Sivir looked at the spot where there was still his blood, and jumped from the bowl to the lake, plucking his cross blade from the gravel door, "What is this place?" ”

Azir flew over slowly, and as soon as he raised his hand, the sand and gravel rose automatically, and Azir looked at the basilisk statue inside, and said, "I haven't paid attention to the remnants of the temple of the Helios Cult before. ”

Sivir crouched down and found a green crumb like snakeskin behind the door, and he didn't see anything famous, so he turned around and continued to ask Azir, "Azir, Lord Azir, uh, Emperor Azir, that, I don't know where you are the Emperor, I don't remember Shurima and the Emperor." ”

Azir told Sivir in very brief words about his origins, "And, I know, you have my blood in you, and so are you, the royal family of Shurima. ”

Sivir was puzzled when he heard this, "I, the royal family?" How do you know I have your blood in me? ”

"Why, can't you feel it?" Azir asked rhetorically.

No, Sivir could feel that he had a sense of affection for him from the very beginning when this guy was still a human, and that feeling, as if he had never met his father, "Is this true? But Shurima's empire has disappeared for thousands of years, unlike the royal family of Demacia. ”

"Demacia? Small countries that have emerged recently? Azir didn't remember that there was such a country in Valoran before, "At that time, except for the cold girls in the north, and the country ruled by Maudecaesar, who was no longer human, there was no country or power that could not worship Shurima. ”

"Small country... Sivir was a little speechless, "Demacia can be said to be the second most powerful country now. ”

Azir became interested and asked, "Oh? And what about the first powerful? ”

"Noxus," Sivir spat out the nightmarish name in the hearts of many.

"Well, I've never heard of it," Azir waved his hand, and the sand on the ground formed a small staircase that stretched to the horizon, "Let's go, you should be familiar with the current world, take me to see it, and let me see if you have the ability to inherit this country in the future." ”

"Inheritance?" Sivir followed Azir upward, still in disbelief at his origins.

"Accept your fate, Sivir," Azir climbed as he climbed, "Rise with Shurima, you are royalty." ”

At this moment, there was a sudden tremor in the ground, and a small scorpion crawled out of a crack in the sand, and then, a large number of large and small crystal scorpions came out of the ground, filling the lake and the bottom of the lake in the blink of an eye.

Azir turned around curiously, "This is," seeing the crystal carapace on the surface of these guys' bodies, "It feels like some kind of extraordinary creature blessed by the native magic of the earth, an ancient underground race," a small crystal scorpion tripped over by a small gravel at this time, and because of the body structure, all the arthropod legs swung quickly, but there was no way to turn over, "Or, at least, the descendants of those guys." ”

"Descendants of ancient creatures?" Sivir quickly walked up a few steps with palpitations before looking back at the dense crystal scorpions, "Why are they here?" ”

"Don't be nervous," Azir said softly, "it's just a bunch of little beasts," and as soon as Azir raised his hand, a large number of sand grains rolled up into the sandstorm, devouring these scorpions in an instant, but at this time, a tail hook, a blue tail hook two meters long, stretched out from the center of the sandstorm.

"Skarna~Skana~" The deep voice gradually sounded.

Two pairs of crystal pincers like boxing gloves protruded from the flying sand, and then purple head armor, two large, round yellow eyes, four pairs of blue arthropod legs, and a torso composed of blue and purple crystal worms, the crystal vanguard, Skana, rushed out of the sandstorm.

Azir felt the furious aura in this crystal scorpion's body, which was different from the other little scorpions, and turned his head to Sivir and said, "You go up first, this guy is a bit powerful, I can't control my strength now, I'm afraid of hurting you." ”

"Strength, the power that controls the sand?" Sivir asked, as he ran up.

"No, I mean the power of the sun," Azir snorted haughtily, raising his left hand high, golden light from his hand (talon talon?). The heart overflowed, converging into a long strip, and then materialized into a floating staff in the style of Shurima's royal family.

Azir held the golden staff in his left hand, and suddenly, the clouds in the sky were shaken, and the sand particles swept up from the ground, turning into dark sand clouds in the sky, "Let me try, my new power," Azir waved his staff and waved it at the crystal vanguard below, and a pink golden pillar of light shot out from the tip of the staff, bombarding the crystal vanguard's back armor.

"Boom~!!" The sand waves rolled, and the ground suddenly became chaotic, and Azir toed a little, rolled over, and jumped to the ground.