It didn't take ten minutes for Sivir to spit out two mouthfuls of water, get up from the lake, and climb onto the shore with a look of embarrassment.

"Sivir! We're here! Come on! ”

Shamira poked her head out and waved at Sivir, her cheerful smile showing some blatant regret.

Sivir, whose vision had become better, of course saw Shamira's provocation, and the girl grinded her teeth, only to find that her Calikar was gone.

For a while, the momentum weakened again.

"Where's my Calikare?"

"I'll bring it to you!"

"Good!"

Only then did Sivir relent, and trotted back into the team.

……

"Zeroth, thank you for being with me along the way, and swear by the glory of Azir, that Zeroth will be my eternal brother of Azir! I will give thee and thy seed unbounded glory and riches, and thy offspring and thy seed shall be as the sand of the sea, and as the stars of the heavens, which shall not be numbered.

As long as the empire is not destroyed, your family will not be destroyed, my brother, this is my first gift to you. ”

Ancient Shurima Empire, Sun Temple, on the sacrificial avenue,

Standing beneath the disc of the sun, Azir gave his best brother and best friend a warm hug, and he could clearly feel that his brother was as excited as he was, and no matter how deep it was, the stunned look on Zelas's face could not be concealed.

Releasing Zelas, Azir smiled confidently and joyfully.

"In addition, my dear brother, I have a big surprise for you, I may not have been able to do this before, but now I have become the greatest emperor of the empire,

In that case, this old and rotten shackle should be broken by me myself! ”

Then Azir turned and looked down at all the people who were bowing down their ears under the altar.

Now that even the most unruly of the Sun Sacrifice has to surrender to his feet, who is qualified to stand in his way?

He has mastered the most loyal and powerful army in the world, and he will undergo the Ascendant Ritual with the strongest physique to become the eternal and immortal Emperor of the Ages, a true god!

After the Ascendant Ritual, he would have enough time, enough energy, enough patience to dig up the darkest and most entrenched cornerstones of the Empire, uprooting the ancient roots that grew among the Empire's cornerstones, and for that he had already made up his mind that he would make it happen even if it was to purge millions of people in bloody ways.

He's not the skinny boy who can only read,

Now that he has enough ability to face a storm that can cause the empire to collapse and the royal family collapse, as long as he does not die, the Shurima Empire will never perish.

"Ladies and gentlemen! In the witness of the divine solar disk, I have good news to announce! ”

Azir's voice was amplified to a radius of more than ten miles through the amplification formation on the ceremonial platform, and the thunderous voice witnessed the ambitions and ambitions of the gods of the world and the first emperor of the ages.

"I bestow upon my most trusted and powerful subordinate, the Freedfolk of Zelas, who will no longer be a slave, but an Imperial Freedfolk just like you and me!"

There was a surprised uproar in the temple square under the altar, but this uproar did not last long before it was quickly quelled by the frowning guards, after all, who Zelas was and the entire Shurima Empire was known to everyone.

Exchanging Zelas's dragon support for a freedman complements each other,

It is not incomprehensible to the great nobleman Shurima, who watched the ascension of His Majesty the Emperor, to occasionally break the rules and grant freedom to a slave as a great emperor.

Although this good head is very dangerous to start, and the step is enough to tear the crotch of the empire's laws, if it is used as a good bone, maybe it can better use slaves to contribute to the construction and development of the empire.

Listen, as a slave as a lowly ant, working hard for his master, fighting for the empire, and selflessly dedicating himself to society to gain the status of a free man—what a royal grace it is! Is there anything more worthy of a slave's pride and honor than this?

Looking at the people who were buzzing and praising the emperor's good name, the great nobles could even imagine the scene of slaves thanking themselves and weeping bitterly.

As everyone knows, Azir's words were not finished.

"However, Zelas was the first, but not the only slave in the Shurima Empire to be granted the status of a freeman,

I announce! With the exception of Zelas, all slaves in the territory of the Quanshu Rima Empire will receive the status of free people from this moment on!

From now on! There are no more slaves in the Shurima Empire! All Shurima people are equal! ”

Silence, silence, silence.

But wherever Azir's voice touched, the atmosphere was so quiet that it was strange, whether it was the small merchants and vendors on the streets, the princes and nobles living in the temples, or the iron-blooded generals who fought on the battlefield, they were all stiff and sluggish like puppets at the moment, and the smiles on their faces were frozen instantly before they could be retracted, showing only incomprehensible stiffness and unbelievable consternation.

The most wise and martial emperor of the Shurima Empire wants to free all slaves and give them the status of free people?

Without slaves, who will work unconditionally to earn a luxurious living allowance for themselves?

Without slaves, where can the landlords find human-shaped tools that do not need to be paid and only take care of two porridges a day?

Without slaves, when the upper imperial citizens are bored, where can they find these forest prey that will not resist and can give people courage and confidence?

Without slaves, who can add bricks to the walls of the empire and bury himself and his children and grandchildren in the mud at the foot of the walls?

Without slaves, where would they go to find slaves? Do you want to go to the emperor who has a cerebral convulsion, which is either stupid or bad? You can't let your children and grandchildren be slaves, can you?

"Your Majesty, you must be joking, right?"

For the first time, the loyal old prime minister of the empire showed a pleading gaze, begging his favorite emperor, Azir, to take back the joke that had shaken the country.

However, it was Azir's resoluteness and unquestionability that responded to him.

"I haven't made a single joke since the day I sat on the throne."

The gaze of reverence turned into doubt and disdain in the blink of an eye, and tens of thousands of malicious eyes were fixed on Azir's face, but what he saw was the indifference and domineering of the emperor without joy or sorrow.

So all the beneficiaries knew that the emperor was serious, and Azir was going to break the foundation of the empire for a thousand years.

Your Majesty, why did you rebel?

In a word, the expansion of territory, the prestige of an emperor through the ages,

Collapse in an instant.

The first to break out was the ordinary freeman Shurima who had just gone bankrupt and bought slaves, why did the emperor Xiao'er want to turn the goods he bought into another self on the spot? Didn't you spend money to buy slaves for nothing?

After that, all the Shurima who owned slaves began to take the initiative to isolate and hold slaves, so that the slaves would not believe the words of the idiot emperor and start a rebellion, and they would rather kill these slaves themselves than let them really believe that they can be free.

As for the princes and nobles, those who live in temples already have candidates for a new emperor in their hearts.

The waves turned into a splash, and then disappeared in an instant, sinking deeper and deeper, and under the dark night sky, the sea was calmer than just now.

In front of Changge, the Imperial Guard, all the monstrous waves have been transformed into silent turbulence deep in the abyss, and there are a hundred ways to make an emperor who has offended all the Shurima people die, but if he is a demon in front of the emperor's armor, then he will die himself.

Azir looked indifferently at those smirking eyes, knowing that he was already on the verge of betrayal,

He knew what kind of predicament he would face when he did this, so he naturally didn't care about these sudden hostilities.

As long as he successfully passes the ritual and becomes the Ascended, he will completely control the Ascended Regiment, becoming the first Imperial Commander to be both an emperor and a god.

As long as he masters the Ascended Legion, all threats will not be threats, and he will use his immortal body to tell these rebellious courtiers who rebel against him that mortals cannot defeat the gods.

Retracting his gaze from under the altar, Azir turned to look at his best friend Zelas and smiled.

Sure enough, his good brother's eyes rolled in disbelief, the cloudy bloodshot in the whites of his eyes was clearly visible, his body trembled again and again, and his mouth was half open, as if he had seen a ghost.

The last time I saw such a gaffe was when Zelas took a bath with him by the oasis more than thirty years ago, and had to pull him to compare the size.

Patting Zeroth on the shoulder, Azir whispered.

"I know you've worked so hard to see this day, good brother, and when I'm done with the ceremony, we'll change the country together."

The two staggered by, Azir stood in the ritual circle of the solar disc with his head held high, the sun sacrifice began to launch the ceremony, and the magnificent solar disc began to soar, opening up the astral space.

Behind Azir, Zelas clenched his fists, his nails slicing blood in his flesh, and he sighed from stunned to shocked, from hideous to sad, and finally smiled and calmed down.

Azir didn't know that behind him, Zeros, who had been struggling for a long time, opened his mouth and silently said something to himself.

With the opening of the Ascension Ceremony, the energy from the astral plane descended from the sky in the form of a pillar of light, and through the transformation of the solar disk, it was instilled on the altar in the form of holy sunlight, gradually testing Azr's heart and bravery.

Like an eagle soaring in the sky, closest to the sun, the haughty personality of an ambitious emperor seems somewhat unbeatable, under the light of the sun god, Azir's heart gradually appeared immortal eagle image, he has even seen his own appearance after the flesh of the mortal child.

However, the moment he was about to become an ascender, the world seemed to be divided,

Azir was dazed and detached himself from the ritual, losing all emotions and thoughts, and even detached from the ongoing ascension ritual,

He only felt that his brain was beginning to become numb and chaotic, like a mummy buried in the depths of a dry desert for thousands of years, and he could only stare at his good brother walking slowly behind him from a strange perspective, unable to think effectively.

It was from this moment that time seemed to slow down, and the slowness made him at a loss.

As soon as the other sun priest guarding the altar was about to raise his staff to cast a spell, Zelas raised his right hand and shot a poison dart, seeing that the poison dart that sealed the throat with blood was in the neck of the sacrificer, and in an instant, the priest's face turned purple and blue, and the seven orifices bled to death.

Behind Zeroth, under the altar, ten sun guards armed with spears guarding the ceremony were in chaos, and some tried to throw spears to kill Zeroth, but were held back by their companions, and finally rushed to the stage with a muffled voice.

It's just a few tens of meters away that is not enough for the Sun Guard to block in front of Zelas in advance, and the dead Sun Sacrifice who did not participate in the spell casting is still vivid.

The sixteen sun sacrifices who were casting spells did not dare to stop casting spells, and could only maintain the ritual, hoping that the ritual divine light would turn the blasphemers into ashes.

However, Zelas used an unheard-of dark secret technique to protect himself, and the Sun Priest could only watch as Zelas broke into the ritual circle, pushing the unsuspecting Azir away the moment the sun god's light fell, causing Azir to fall out of the rune ring's protection.

And the most unforgettable perspective is that the greatest emperor of the Shurima Empire, Azir who is about to become the Ascended One.

In his world, he prepared himself to become an inconspicuous cloud of ashes under the light of the sun god, while his good brother Zelas accepted the transformation of the sun god's light and began to fade away from the mortal womb of the flesh.

The next moment, the magic exploded, the disc collapsed, and the city collapsed, falling into the yellow sand.

He should have known all this, in fact, with his back to Zeroth, he had no idea what had happened to him, because the last memory did not belong to Azil himself, his memory was only in the explosion and pain, and then there was an endless void.

This non-existent memory exists only in the fragments of the solar disk and false visions, born from the energy of the Ascension Rite, and then disappeared again by the completion of the Ascension Rite,

The illusion of the energy fragments that had not yet completed the ritual and resonated with Azir disappeared without a trace from the moment Azir was reborn, and Azir needed to find another way to obtain this hidden information.

Azir opened his eyes and stared blankly at the holy lake that reflected his image of the Ascended One.

"So, the Ascendant Ritual was successfully completed?"

Look up, skip the oasis of dawn, and look to the end of the horizon with the vision of an eagle,

Yellow sand, yellow sand, still a piece of yellow sand, and there is no trace of civilization or humanity.

He knew very well that his feet were not far from the Temple of the Sun, and that the prosperous imperial capital of the Shurima Empire in his memory did not exist at all.

In the fragmented memory, Azir reluctantly recalled the memory of his participation in the Ascendant ceremony, judging from the eagle armor on his body, the Ascendant Ritual should have been successful, but if he succeeded, how could he appear here inexplicably, and the imperial capital was inexplicably broken?

"What the hell happened?"

(End of chapter)