He Comes From the Void

"Through the skin armor, I can't feel it." Xivir let go of his claws and replied without changing his expression.

This made Kahn look weird, because he was also covered with skin armor, and knew that the skin armor was not as dull as Sivir said.

But Sivir immediately changed the subject: "After getting Chalikar, what are we going to do next?"

"Wait for a sunny night to hold the ceremony."

Chalikar is not just a weapon, it is a key, a medium.

Under the moonlight, it can play its role as a medium.

"Oh." Sivir stood up, and at the same time pulled out the Chalikar, carrying it behind her back.

Kahn watched Charikar being fixed on Sivir's skin armor, and was amazed.

After a long time, these bone blades turned out to be weapon racks?

"I have another question, it's about the tomb of Setaka." The body surface was still aching, like a sequelae, Sivir twisted his wrist uncomfortably, and then lifted the skin armor.

"Ask, but I may not be able to answer it. I basically don't know much about this Ascended Martial Empress."

"Why when I left the mausoleum, I found that some traps had been triggered but no bones were left, which meant that someone had entered the mausoleum before me and left again... But why is Chalikar still in the mausoleum? "

Sivir looked at Kahn with great interest and looked at Chalikar with a pensive expression. She couldn't figure out what kind of thoughts the people who entered the tomb before her could turn a blind eye to such a magical weapon.

Nothing is brought in, and nothing is taken out, what is the purpose?

"Did he come in by mistake?"

Sivir was waiting for an explanation, maybe Kahn's ignorance would make her feel better, but Kahn asked her back, this question made her feel itchy.

"I don't think he has no idea about Chalikale. Maybe they put it back after using it?"

Kahn's words aroused Sivir's thinking, but she couldn't imagine who would put the chalkal back intact after using it up.

"Is there really such a person? Could it be that one of my ancestors did it, but since it is taken out, it should be passed down as a family heirloom, right? There is no reason to put it back, this weapon is not like What kind of evil thing needs to be sealed away from the light of day..."

The emerald inlaid on the cross blade exudes a magical glow, but this glow is as pure as the sun and the moon, so it should be harmless.

As far as evil things are concerned, the void on them is the real most evil power.

"This may have something to do with the darkborn." Kahn told Sivir to stop thinking about it, as such unfounded guesses would be fruitless.

"Darkin?" Sivir repeated with a very unfamiliar accent.

"Darkborn are fallen gods."

Kahn remembered that the horror of the darkborn had long been forgotten by the world, a history that even the annals of history were unwilling to record.

"Can you explain it carefully?"

"Okay, let's talk together when Kai'Sa comes, she's taking a bath."

After a while, Kai'Sa came out with her wet hair, her cheeks were extremely moist from the steam, her eyes were misty, and her facial lines were clearly visible.

"Are you awake?" Seeing Sivir, she stopped shaking her wet hair and greeted her.

Sivir nodded, watching her walk up to Kahn, touching her nose affectionately, her lips seemed to touch without leaving any traces, and her peach eyes were full of a hazy feeling of being drunk but not drunk.

She shrank her neck tactically, and the saliva in her mouth kept secreting.

The current little ghost is really, she is in her twenties and has never even experienced a relationship, and someone else's family has shared the same bed since they were fifteen or sixteen...

However, Sivir understood why Kai'Sa was there when he heard Kahn talk about the Void War in Icacia.

Because the appearance of the Darkin has a great connection with the Icacias summoning the Void, everyone is a victim of the Void.

"The Icathians foolishly released the void, while Shurima successively mobilized almost all the Ascendants to form a defensive force. The war was finally won, and the abyss leading to another dimension was sealed by the god warriors."

"But the horrors of the war are endless, and those who survived have been changed forever. Although they are still loyal to guarding the glory of Shurima and obeying the emperor's command, in their hearts, evil spirits have quietly grown. .”

"Hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye, and as Shurima fell in a massive explosion, the aftermath of the war began to be felt."

"Although the god warriors are immortal, they are still born with human hearts. The void pollutes their souls, and without the beliefs that need to be guarded, the former humble ambitions resurface..."

"They have learned the forbidden witchcraft, and gradually feel that they are the most reasonable successors in this world. They form a fragile alliance to fight each other, and start a thousand-year-long dark era of separatism. For the bloody and brutal demon butcher."

"The displaced mortals call the new tyrant a darkin, which in the ancient language roughly corresponds to a veiled curse: the fallen."

Kahn briefly talked about the origin of the Darkborn War, and the remaining two fell into a long silence.

It turns out that the void can not only devour flesh and blood, but can even erode the mind.

They can't help but start to worry about themselves, is the void skin armor on their bodies really just enough to stay on the surface?

The void is so greedy, they will not be satisfied.

Kai'Sa looked at Kahn's left eye and secretly made up her mind.

The eternal flame is bound to be won.

"So Shurima's disorganized state has a lot to do with the Darkin?"

It can be said that the dark descendants are the poison left in the human world after the void was sealed. These fallen god warriors have been harming the world for thousands of years, and their impact on human civilization is no less than that of the void war.

Sivir stroked the cross blade with his hand: "But what does this have to do with Chalikar? You never mentioned it from the beginning to the end."

"Don't you wonder why so many dark descendants have survived until now? Their lifespan should have been thousands of years, and they can use blood witchcraft to shape their bodies. Such a tenacious life should have lived well until now Yes, but they disappeared strangely."

"I don't know, it's impossible to seal yourself." Sivir shrugged and answered very bachelorly.

"Because they were betrayed by mortals."

"Can mortals kill gods?"

The three looked at each other, and then Kahn said with emotion: "The numerous crimes committed by the dark descendants finally aroused the dissatisfaction of the heavens, and the protoss was sent down to guide the mortals to summarize the era of the dark descendants."

"And what plays a big role in it is the weapon in your hand."