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Sivir lifted the cloth covering her face, and the sand and dust outside suddenly came to her, so she hurriedly opened her bag and drank a sip of water from the kettle, and hurriedly covered the cloth to resist the wind and sand outside. Sivir tightened his cloak and walked back into the endless desert ahead.

Sivir had been walking for months in the vast sea of sand at the center of Shurima, just to fulfill a damn courtesan commission from Roxus, "Oh no, the perfect mercenary doesn't have the wrong attitude towards his employer and his mission, as long as he takes the money and leaves," Sivir said to himself. However, Sivir couldn't help but turn his head and looked viciously at Cassiopeia, who was sitting in a camel cart a few hundred meters away.

Sivir didn't know why he was doing this, maybe he just hated that delicate femme fatale, this mood, perhaps, jealousy? If Sivir had a background like her, maybe he would have been able to enjoy his youth instead of struggling to survive in this vast desert.

Turning back, Perseverance returned to Sivir's face, reflecting on the mission. Sivir was called by a so-called big man, saying that he had a commission, so Sivir met this disgusting woman in Nore Decheng on the border of Shurima, and was actually received as a distinguished guest by the local Shurima administrator.

The woman, who calls herself Cassiopeia, tells Sivir about a secret treasure buried in the Shurima Desert for thousands of years, right in the middle of the desert, which contains the legendary treasures of ancient Shurima, among which are treasures capable of changing the world.

"What could it be? Forget it, it won't have anything to do with me anyway," Sivir didn't think about it anymore, and continued to follow the clues provided by Cassiopeia to find the mysterious ancient ruins.

However, on the contrary, it would be a few days later for Sivir to realize that what was in Shurima was not only about her, but entirely about the fate of the desert mercenary.

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The dividing line of time

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A yellow stone pillar, Sivir wiped the sand from the stone pillar, checked the marks on it, and said to a few men in dark red armor behind him, "It should be here." ”

So Cassiopeia's men began digging around the pillar to see if they could find the entrance to the so-called secret chamber where the legendary treasure was hidden. At first, everything went well, and Cassiopeia's men quickly found the so-called entrance, and when they entered, they found that it was indeed the ruins of Usurima.

"I don't know what she wants, wealth? Or a powerful weapon? Just like a yellow-haired boy who used to be squirming," Sivir thought, continuing to check the writing on the walls of the ruins? Symbol.

Upon inspection, Sivir recognized a few of the words and said to the others, "This seems to be a mausoleum." ”

So the crowd began to grope for the mausoleum, but everywhere there seemed to be nothing, except sand for sand, only a vague outline of the room.

One of Cassiopeia's soldiers touched a helmet-like object on the ground with a curious expression, and when he touched the helmet, his hand was bounced back as if it had been electrocuted, and then a burst of purple light suddenly filled the entire mausoleum.

"Who is it~!? Who broke into here? A deep voice full of majesty resounded through this ancient mausoleum.

The soldiers of Roxus nervously raised their weapons and neatly surrounded Cassiopeia in the middle, their eyes searching for the location of the person who made the sound.

The purple light gradually dimmed, and the extreme depression caused by the deep voice disappeared from everyone's hearts.

Sivir always felt that the purple light just now was very familiar, and she vaguely remembered that it seemed to be something she had seen when she was a child, but when she thought of it, Sivir felt a sharp pain in her head, so that she could not continue to recall the scene at that time.

Cassiopeia ordered one of her attendants to go to the front and pick up the helmet. But when the squire touched the helmet, it turned into a handful of yellow sand and vanished. And the poor squire seemed to have suffered some great pain, and roared heartbreakingly, "Ah~! No, my hands ......"

A strange purple light symbol appeared on the hand he touched the helmet, as if it was corroding the squire's body, and the purple light symbol continued to extend, and when it extended to his shoulder in a matter of seconds, the man's palm had been burned to black bone.

"Host, host! Help me~!! He fell to the ground, and by this time the purple symbol was all over his body, and the squire crawled up to Cassiopeia's top of him, his hand that had been disappearing into black and gray raised, pointing at Cassiopeia's delicate face.

Cassiopeia glanced at the squire in disgust, waved her hand, and a warrior in full armor who had been standing behind her stepped forward, drew the great sword from behind her back, and swung it at the squire's neck, and the squire's head flew out, the purple light flickered and disappeared, and the squire's body completely turned into black ash and melted into the yellow sand on the ground.

"Mercenary, do you know what's going on?" Cassiopeia said to Sivir on her toes.

Xavier subconsciously touched the cross blade hidden in the backpack behind her with her hand, which was the mysterious blade she found in an ancient tomb once, and said, "I don't know, maybe it's the exclusive setting of the mausoleum, the trap?" ”

"Hmph," Cassiopeia said, turning her head to Sivir, "I can guess that, don't you say you know Shurima well." ”

Sivir's brows were pressed together, and a dangerous light in both eyes shone as she replied, "I've never heard of this mausoleum before, and I don't think anyone knows what it is." ”

"Well, we've heard about this from reliable people, and you don't know all you know is that you're too unheard," Cassiopeia scoffed, "and it's ridiculous that you don't know as much about your little country as I do with my men." ”

Xavier's right hand was clenched into a fist, and his fingers turned white because he was too hard, but the mercenary didn't say anything, maybe it was the obsession with the mercenary order in his heart.

The sound of rustling footsteps came from the depths of the mausoleum, and everyone looked at the place where the sound had come from, and everyone was a little suspicious because of what had just happened. It was a small purple scorpion the size of a palm, and the soldiers of Roxus breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Sivir looked at the little scorpion lying on its stomach with some strange feeling, because she remembered a legend she had heard when she was a child, that there was a crystal scorpion that guarded the ancient imperial city, and after the fall of the ancient imperial city, it guarded the entrance to a kingdom buried deep in the desert of Shurima.