He Comes From the Void

Through the thick city wall, Taliyah heard a group of people clinging to the city wall desperately calling for help. They slapped the city wall, their voices getting weaker and weaker in the violent sandstorm.

This time the storm was too violent, and the practice of huddling with livestock no longer worked.

Taliyah wanted to save this group of people. She closed her eyes, pressed her hands on the ground, felt the pulsation of the bedrock of the earth, and made the rock obey her command... But for some reason, she felt a huge resistance .

She just wants the rocks outside the wall to spin up and turn into a tsunami-like fluid to form a rock fortress that can avoid sandstorms, but the resistance she encounters is like a moat, as if the whole city is against her.

Nothing could stop her, the ground trembled under her feet, and there was the sound of boulders grinding. She's been training so long in the Freljord, and it's time to show the results.

But just as Taliyah was about to burst out, a thick, heavy, claw-like arm resting on her shoulder distracted her.

She smelled a mature animal smell, like unhealed hide. She felt the grip of that hand against her skin, a force so strong it could crush stone and bend iron.

who is it? Taliyah felt very strange. Karn covered in skin armor might have this sense of power, but it was not such a strange smell at all. The smell of void skin armor would make people tremble uncontrollably.

It's just that saving people is the most important thing. Taliyah has no time to think about it. She ignores this arm and continues to gather her energy to weave rocks.

Seeing that Taliyah didn't stop, the claw clenched even more tightly, and the sharp part at the front tore through her thin tunic. Taliyah felt a tingling pain, and also felt that the aura around her began to change. Tensioned, like a bowstring about to snap.

She couldn't concentrate, so the magic was interrupted, and she turned to see who was stopping her, but saw a strange, inhuman figure.

It was a warrior clad from head to toe in golden armor, with a jewel as bright as the spring sky set in the center of his chest armor. The shoulder pads of the armor were carved into the shape of outstretched wings, majestic and majestic, a tawny dust cape and several crimson cloth belts trimmed with gold fluttered in the wind.

He looked down at her, a hawk-beaked helmet shielding his face, his eyes burning with a pale light that made Taliyah feel the heat of the sun on his face.

Taliyah could feel the man's armor lurking with terrifying power, and he looked dangerous, and she knew she should act as if she feared the warrior. But the warrior made no further threats against her, nor did she feel so frightened that she had to fight back.

Then, he spoke. The voice is thick and the accent is unfamiliar.

"Little girl, your power can break the rocks of Shurima. But this is my city, and I cannot let you destroy it."

Taliyah froze for a moment. She noticed that Nasus was standing behind the man, his proud head slightly lowered. Presumably this eagle-like person is the rumored revived Eagle King, which made him willing to take a backseat.

The tense atmosphere was unusually quiet, and people seemed to hold their breath, watching her encounter with Eagle King Azir intently. None of her people came up to stop Azir, because they were rightfully in awe, whether of a god or an emperor.

"I'm sorry Your Majesty... I just want to save people..." Taliyah lowered her head, she had to explain clearly and she couldn't cause trouble for her people.

"Save people?" Azir let go of the paws on Taliyah's shoulders, raised his head thoughtfully, and glanced at the closed city gate: "I have given them a chance, but they will Turned away."

"They regretted it. They are asking for help. They should be given another chance." The heavy pressure on his shoulders disappeared, and Taliyah stood up, facing the tall emperor, who controlled the life and death of everyone inside and outside the city. power.

"Very few people get a second chance. They think maliciously about me, so why should I save them?"

The violent sandstorm scraped across the golden moat, making a dull bombardment sound. Taliyah saw that the golden sunlight was obscured by the storm, just like the haze cast by Azir's proud head.

She gritted her teeth. Could it be that emperors are always so ruthless, that they must take revenge? Rules are dead, but people are alive. Could it be that dozens of lives can be ignored just by showing distrust of you? If the trust of strangers was so easy to obtain, all the good people in this world would have died long ago.

Taliyah took a deep breath and said to Azir: "Before making a choice, everything is unknown, so someone always chooses the wrong one. If they knew the final result of each choice, they would definitely not Choose the wrong choice."

"How can there be such a good thing in the world..." The cold flames in Azir's eyes flickered on and off, and even he, who had died once, had no chance to re-choose the trajectory of his life.

Mistakes made cannot be undone, but you can learn from your mistakes, whether it is yourself or others.

"Little girl, you woke me up." Azir raised his golden staff blade and tapped it lightly in the direction of the city gate.

The guards immediately set off for the city gate, and the crowd crowded around the gate immediately gave way to the sand-turned guards. They had no doubt that if they got in the way, these soulless warriors would stab their spears into the city. their bodies.

"I can give them a chance, please give me a chance too, don't damage my city walls, it took me a lot of effort to bring this golden city full of miracles and magic to the sand. "

"Okay...Okay. Your Majesty!" Taliyah was frightened by Azir's 180-degree turn, and nodded repeatedly.

She saw that the majestic gate was slowly opened by the guards, and the storm outside the city poured in crazily, and the furious wind and sand hit the face painfully, and those who didn't raise their hands in time to block it were immediately scratched with blood on their faces.

In response, Nasus, who had been silent by Azir's side, moved. The governor of the desert crossed the golden threshold facing the wind and sand. He walked outside the city and disappeared in the wind and sand. A muffled growl came from the chaos, which overshadowed the howling sound of the sandstorm.

The wind and sand all over the sky seemed to have paused and weakened a lot.

Not long after, Nasus led a group of extremely embarrassed people back to the city, and the magnificent city gate closed behind them, once again resisting the storm.