Chapter 53: Shurima in the Void War

A month after Acacia had been reduced to a wasteland, in the capital of Shurima, a great city with a solar disk, the bells rang early in the morning, waking up the entire city.

This day is a memorable day in history. The most terrifying nightmare in the Runeterras has begun a tentative assault on Shurima's front lines, and a general assault is imminent.

The bell was neither a warning of a storm, nor an outing of the Ascendants, nor a salute for a grand festival, nor a triumphal song after Shurima's victory in a war of conquest, nor even a day of national celebration after the completion of the Solar Disk, nor a rather rare day for the new Ascension to take place.

However, this day is indeed the day of victory promised by the Celestial warriors who marched out of the army, and it is customary for Shurima officials to set off fireworks on the river beach, hang ribbons from the May tree next to the Church of the Sun, and perform a miracle play under the solar disc. The messenger of the Celestial warriors, dressed in a splendid fuchsia camel-hair cloth shirt and embellished with the symbols of two large golden sun discs on his chest, had been honking and shouting loudly in the Crossroads the night before.

The vast majority of the crowd went to see the fireworks because it was the right time; Or go to the play, because it is performed under the solar disc, with a tight roof, closed doors and windows on all sides, and a refrigeration system made of magic inside; And the May tree, with its flowers, was always scarce, and no one who watched the excitement wanted to let it tremble alone in the cemetery of the church.

The events that made the bells ring and the people move together in the early morning were also insignificant and insignificant, but they left an indelible wound in the memory of the Shurima people, and the nightmarish Great Patriotic War began.

The Shurima people waited left and right, and there was no sign of the triumphant return of the legion, and the atmosphere at the scene became more and more depressing. Rumors have been circulating lately that the local rebels in Acacia have unleashed the darkness beneath the ground, and that the expeditionary force has been wiped out. However, no one believed that the Celestial warriors were invincible in the perception of the Shurima people, and there had never been any case of the Celestial warriors being killed or even seriously injured in the usual wars.

What's more, as long as the crocodile-shaped Celestial warrior Renekton led a team to the battle, the enemy would immediately be frightened into surrendering.

What exactly happened, everyone couldn't stop thinking.

At this moment, Empress Sertaka appeared, and without saying a word, her once gorgeous dress had been transformed into a suit of armor, holding the crossblade of Charikar in her hand, a weapon forged by an unknown cosmic force that even the most knowledgeable scholar of Nasus could not comprehend.

More Ascended Ones appeared, with the Empress followed by the scholar Nasus, and the crocodile-shaped Renekton, followed by Tjanari, who appeared in the twilight of the gods, and his good brother Ennakai standing beside him...... Naganeka from Zurita...... Raaste the Ascendant......

One of the Ascended stood out, standing side by side with the Empress, asserting his unusual status. The blue greatsword was shining with the light of the morning sun, and its wings shone like a curtain of stars. All the populace's eyes widened in disbelief that they had seen Aatrox, the leader of the Ascended Order.

The Shurima people living in the Empire have an extraordinary sense of smell for certain things, and have seen half of the Empire's Ascended Ones appear. Everyone is aware of the seriousness of the problem.

Setaka spoke slowly, his voice majestic and cold, with a feminine softness and a king's decisiveness: "Everyone, go to the square and assemble."

So early in the morning, the doors of homes and shops were closed, and crowds of citizens, men and women, flocked to the three designated locations from all directions. Everyone already had a score in their hearts that important orders were to be read.

The large square under the solar disk, known at the time as the golden temple of the world's unparalleled, was able to accommodate millions of people at the same time, larger than Tiananmen Square, but it was not easy to squeeze into it on this day. Families crowded through the window to watch the lively people look down, only to see the crowded square, like a raging sea, the five or six streets leading to the square like the mouth of a river, every moment surging people gushing out.

The square is shaped like a jagged body of water, and the corners of the walls that protrude here and there around it are like headlands, and the ever-expanding flow of people, the waves, crashing against these headlands.

There is a tall staircase in the center of the façade of the hundreds of steps leading to the solar disk, and the two streams of people go up and down, because the flow of people breaks up at the bottom of the central staircase and spreads out to the slopes on both sides with a wave of churning momentum.

The staircase was like a stream of water, and the flow of people continued to flow into the square, like a waterfall cascading into a lake.

The sound of countless people stomping their feet converged into a huge sound. No one was making a loud noise, and everyone realized that things were going in a very bad direction.

The footsteps of the crowd, the rustle of clothes rubbing against each other, changed – or swirled – as the flow of people rushing to the central staircase turned back – and became more and more deafening. Dressed in golden armor, the soldiers of the Shurima Golden Legion are maintaining order. This is Shurima's tradition, everything has to be in order, and everything must not fall into chaos.

Shurima's empire has a population of millions, and the square cannot accommodate such a large number of people. So the residents, whose homes were closer to the solar disk, did not go out of their homes and waited quietly for the order to be read.

On the doors, windows, skylights, and roofs of every house, thousands of faces of citizens are densely gathered, with pleasant faces, serene and simple, staring at the ascendants and the noisy crowd.

A large hall in the shape of a parallelogram, with at one end was the famous marble table, so long, so wide, so thick, so great marble in the world, it was really unseen. There are two empty wall recesses left in the long row of statues of kings, which are specially left.

In the middle of the hall, there is a grandstand covered with golden brocade, facing the square, behind which is the magnificent solar disk, suspended in the air by an incredible magic, and made entirely of gold. In the early morning, it can compete with the rising sun.

There was also a special entrance to the golden hall. This grandstand is a screening hall that uses light and shadow magic to project images.

The Ascended Empress Setaka spoke, and the crowd fell silent in an instant.

The truth of what the Empress said made everyone dare not believe their ears.

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