He Comes From the Void

After finishing Ryze, Xerath turned his attention to Nasus and the Renekton brothers.

Although their bodies were full of scars and their fascia was broken, the sun magic that had recast their bodies was bringing together the broken bones in their bodies, constantly repairing their injuries. The battle is fierce, but the winner will not be easily determined in a short time.

But he is more optimistic about Renekton, and his strong desire for revenge will overwhelm Nasus. In the dark mausoleum, he heard Renekton weeping frantically and promised him that he would tear off Nasus' limbs one by one.

Renekton attacked frantically, his claws forcibly gouged out a piece of flesh from Nasus' thigh. Nasus screamed in pain, and the more he screamed, the more bloodthirsty Renekton became, and the more Xerath enjoyed himself.

He knocked Renekton's head hard with his elbow, then went around and hugged his tail, lifted it into the air and spun it around to throw it out. Renekton stopped after bumping into the pillars of the dam, and the huge boulders hit him, raising dust that covered the sky, and the muscles and bones forged by the scorching sun were easily broken like rotten wood.

Renekton fell to the ground, Nasus wanted to take the opportunity to talk to his brother, but Xerath saw through his intention. An arcane comet burning with cold flames hit him, and the unbearable pain made him kneel on the ground.

He raised his head and looked at the glowing energy aggregate in midair. An Ascendant who stole the power of the sun, but also mastered the essence of dark magic.

"Your power belongs to Azir." Nasus said angrily, "You are not the one chosen by the sun."

"Neither Renekton." Xerath smiled darkly, and then projected a series of white flames, Nasus tried his best to block, but couldn't block all of them, and his injuries became more and more serious.

"He's far more noble than you," Nasus gritted his teeth.

He still remembers the scene of Renekton not hesitating to take the risk of being bestowed by the holy light to death, and carrying him on his back to the altar, who was too weak to walk. How could such a noble and righteous Renekton be comparable to a treacherous and despicable villain like Xerath.

"Oh, is it?" Following Xerath's sarcasm, Renekton opened his eyes burning with red anger again, shook off the boulders and dust on his body, stood up again, and turned his hatred gaze Cast to Nasus.

"Have you ever thought that it was Renekton who took away the divine power that was originally given to you? What caused you to fall into this situation now. If he hadn't appeared on the altar of ascension back then, taking away the sun disc would have hurt you a lot. Gift, then you don't have to face a wild beast that only wants to kill you now, maybe you can easily defeat me."

Xerath floated over Nasus's head. He was only the size of Nasus's normal state, but he could trample Nasus as big as a mountain under his feet. There are some ascenders who cannot be enlarged and can only maintain their normal size, but Xerath is not among them. His ascension is not considered a success, but the results are not bad.

"I have never regretted it." Nasus knew that Xerath was trying to provoke the feelings between their brothers, but he would not let it be easily persuaded. In his heart, he always believed that Renekton still remembered a proud warrior.

"Would you still say that when your beloved siblings tear off all your limbs and throw them into the tomb until you die? Thousands of years of darkness, you have no idea what we have experienced underground torment,"

Renekton approached with his scarred body, his huge tail sweeping behind him, his eyes completely lacked the glory of the past that Nasus spoke of, only the endless darkness that Xerath imposed on him.

He has abandoned the light to become an ally of the dark.

"I will be with you to the end." Nasus told him what he had said to himself, as he walked towards the altar behind his back. Even now, these words can still easily cut into his heart, hurting more than any sharp knife.

This sentence made Renekton stop when he walked up to Nasus, then turned his head and walked away. But he went to pick up the crescent moon knife and ax he had stuck in the ground, and then walked towards Nasus again.

Nothing could be more desperate than this, and Nasus reluctantly accepted the reality.

At this moment, the ground trembled violently, and everyone looked in the direction of the ruins of the capital.

Under the sand dunes, something huge and unprecedented was rising, and the magnitude was unimaginable.

As the grains of sand poured down like a waterfall, everyone saw what was hidden under the yellow sand, the ground cracked, and the wind and sand poured out. A mighty city rose from the grave, bathed in Shurima's sun once more.

The megalithic pillars that were knocked down by the wind or hit by the battle just now stood up again, and all the sand accumulated on the dam for many years also flowed into the river bed, and it was unknown where it was discharged. The arch bridge that Xerath had just destroyed was also restored. Huge stones were lifted into the air one by one, and the shape of the arch bridge was reassembled. The pulsations of sunlight lit up at the cracks. When the light faded, the arch bridge became even bigger than its original appearance. New, as if thousands of years of wind and sand erosion have been erased.

Clear water gushes out from various pipes in the mountain city and flows into the moat below. The mouths of these pipes are carved in the shape of animal heads, and such a sufficient source of water does not know where it comes from. A golden ring floating above the square gave the answer. It gave birth to rootless water out of thin air, which flowed into the channel endlessly, merged into a waterfall and cascaded down the moat, and it would not take long to fill the dry riverbed.

And above the city, in the middle of a pair of huge stone arches, the sun disc has shaken off the yellow sand and rises into the air, being held up by an invisible force. As it slowly shifted its direction to align the center of the circle with the sun, the back also cast a huge shadow covering the sky and the sun.

Everyone looked at this spectacle, all dumbfounded, unable to understand the things in front of them.

Even Nasus was the same. He originally thought that Kahn's plan was just to revive Azir and ascend. He never thought that the Oasis of Dawn would rise again, and the foundation of the empire would once again rise.

If it weren't for the fact that his form after ascension no longer has the simple function of shedding tears to express sadness, tears would have already filled his eyes.

As excited as Nasus was, Xerath was as enraged. He no longer cared about admiring the brother-in-law fight, and floated over the city, his limbs trembling uncontrollably and crackling lightning gushing out, his eyes burning with white fire desperately searching for someone or something in the city.

"Impossible...absolutely impossible!" He had already sensed the familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere, and murmured to himself, completely oblivious to the fact that Ryze, who was covered in scars in the river bed, had died under the icy cold water. Woke up coughing.