I hadn't encountered trouble with Yasuo for more than half a month, and Mo Tie complained that desert travel was too boring.

Now that he had come to the door, he approached the cave with great interest and looked at it.

Just as he was staring at the purple poisonous smoke, a black shadow came out of the hole, and it was very fast, and the cold light flashed with his forelimbs aimed at Mo Tie's neck and poked it.

The Exai didn't know who it was encountering, thinking it was another tasty prey, it had no eyes, and its ears could only tell it that the prey was small.

In the next second, it was beaten into powder by Mo Tie's punch, and even the sand dunes behind it were all gone, and a thousand-meter-long ravine was deeply imprinted in the desert.

For the first time, Mo Tie unleashed hundreds of thousands of tons of power at the terrain, and there were no decent obstacles to block it, creating a spectacular scene comparable to that of Saitama Sensei.

At the same time, a figure in the depths of the desert raised his head and said to himself with a solemn expression, "Who is ......?"

Due to Mo Tie's overreaction and wasting Axie's genes, Tsuiko decided that she would open the way.

A few days later, they approached Vikoala.

"This is Azr's empire?" Tsumiko said incredulously.

In front of him were some low battlements, only a head taller than Mo Tie, and on tiptoe you could see the houses in the city, which were also made of sun-dried adobe bricks.

In the eyes of the uninformed desert tribesmen, this area comparable to an oasis is full of houses, which is simply too luxurious. But in any case, this kind of architecture cannot be called the glory of the Shurima Empire.

Walking into the city of Vikola, Mo Tie found that although there were many houses here, it was very sparsely populated, and only a few vendors set up stalls on the roadside, selling water in clay pots.

As soon as they saw someone entering, the vendors' lazy bodies immediately straightened up and greeted them in the most enthusiastic voice possible: "Do you want water?" Fresh, shipped from the continent of life. ”

Mo Tie took a jar of water and handed the vendor a gold brick.

"Too ...... That's too much, my lord! "The peddler is genuinely afraid.

"Ask you a few questions, and you don't have to look for money when you're done."

"Good...... Okay, you please. ”

Mo Tie pointed around and asked, "When did this place appear?" ”

"This ...... Half a month ago, it appeared overnight, and I don't know why. The peddler recalled.

"Then why are there so few people here?"

Speaking of this topic, a wry smile appeared on the corner of the vendor's mouth: "There are so many legends of Shurima that people need time to sift through them. ”

He saw a business opportunity here, but he came too early.

"Oh." Mo Tie nodded and pointed to the depths of Vikola, "Has anyone been there?" ”

"Oh, no, my lord. We were the first caravan to reach this place, and we had only explored the hundred houses in the vicinity, and this morning the caravan guards went deeper......"

When he said this, his companion nudged him and motioned him to stop.

The peddler quickly came back to his senses, and muttered that he couldn't go on.

Mo Tie had understood, and their caravan ventured deep into the city in an attempt to find the remaining wealth of Shurima.

It is estimated that these hawkers were sent to sell water at the door, also to monitor the follow-up arrivals.

"Well, no need to look for money." Mo Tie waved his hand and walked towards the depths of Vikola under the vendor's grateful gaze.

After that, one of his companions ran to a nearby house to report the news.

Exploring an empty town, of course, requires Scout Transformers, and as long as you don't fly into the clouds, you won't have any problems.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen miniature reconnaissance planes flew in all directions.

Half an hour later, Mo Tie looked at the picture transmitted by the reconnaissance plane, and was a little surprised, he saw an unconscious woman lying there in a certain tunnel.

As they reached the tunnel and were about to carry the woman out, a cross-knife fell from the unconscious woman's hand.

"Is this a weapon?" Tsuiko picked it up and looked at it for a while and said.

So, the city was indeed stimulated by Sivir's blood to rise from the ground, but what about Azir? Has he successfully evolved into an Ascendant?

According to Mo Tie's memories, the "Goddess of War" Sivir is a descendant of the Ancient Ascendant, and a thousand years after Azir was betrayed by Zelas and interrupted the Ascension Ritual, she was injured in the land of the ancient empire of Shurima, and the power of the Ascension bloodline contained in her blood awakened Azir, causing him to resume the Ascension Ritual and successfully shed his mortal body and become a chicken-headed Ascension.

Thinking of this, Mo Tie suddenly suspected that this so-called ascension ritual was not for human use, otherwise why would everyone become an animal after ascending? Nasus became a big dog, Renekton became a big crouching fish, and Azir became a little chicken.

Now the city is supposed to be the result of Azir subconsciously lifting him up from the desert after becoming an ascendant.

Coming out of the tunnel, he found a clean room, and began to treat Xavier.

took off the armor on her body, revealing a deep wound on her chest, extending from her left shoulder to her right chest, the flesh rolled out, the wound was a little white, and she would really die if she didn't deal with it.

Elsewhere on Sivir's body, there were many, many indistinct scars, literally tattoos crawling all over his body.

She washed her wounds, sewed them with threads, put them in bandages, and then put her on the bed.

"It was a terrible will, and the fact that she could feel me tending to my wounds was a testament to her efforts to stay awake." Tsuiko packed up her things and said.

Mo Tie nodded, in all fairness, he couldn't do this, because there had never been anything that required him to use his will.

At this time, the other reconnaissance planes also returned, and Tsumiko took them into the palm of his hand to check the results.

"It looks like we won't know what happened until she wakes up, there's nothing here."

Half a month has passed, and there are more and more people in the town of Vikola, except for a few merchants and mercenary hunters, more people from various tribes of the desert.

Since Shurima sank into the ground, the vast empire has split into countless tribes, and for thousands of years, they have fallen into each other's battles and fought each other, finally forming the current situation.

In this process, it is inevitable that countless blood feuds will be accumulated, and if there is anything else that can unite them, it is only the small city in front of them.

As soon as the desert tribes entered the town, they walked to the very center of the city, where according to their historical records, there was a sacred relic of the Shurima Empire, the Sun Disk.

But now there's nothing there.