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He snapped his fingers, and Nasus fell from the sky into the desert. He landed on the ground, causing the ground to tremble. The dog-headed man roared furiously, raised the scepter in his hand, and looked around, looking for Mai Yisha's figure.

"Stop, Nasus. She's gone." He Shenyan said to him.

After confirming that he really no longer felt the breath of the watch, Nasus dissipated the swirling flames and yellow sand around him, and returned to his original size. He said a little dully: "She threw me between two portals that kept teleporting from each other, and I kept going back and forth in the door like that..."

"Ah, it's alright. A man I once knew had an experience similar to yours. He was dropped nonstop for twenty minutes by someone using a portal in the sky."

"Really? And then what?"

"Then he was beaten half to death by a purple sweet potato with a ditch jaw, and now he's missing a leg and is half paralyzed. Dragged around by his brother."

Nasus didn't know how to evaluate it, he changed the subject: "What about Mai Yisha?"

"I was thrown back into the astral world. I'll visit them in a while. As for now...it's time to free our friend who was trapped in the great sword."

"Do you know how to lift the seal?" Nasus asked in surprise, but as soon as he said it, he knew he had asked a stupid question.

Unexpectedly, He Shenyan didn't say anything else, he just said lightly: "Yes."

He walked into the giant sword and put his hand on the blade.

The giant sword began to vibrate, making a strange buzzing sound.

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He screamed in the dark, as always.

Aatrox refused to recall the scene he had just recalled, he had just recalled what he once looked like. Full of resentment almost drowned him. I've touched the stars... and now... I'm locked here! Locked in your own weapon!

He cried and laughed like a lunatic. Or, he actually already is.

Aatrox roared frantically in the darkness: "Maisha! You—"

He uttered a long list of ancient Shurima swear words that could not be translated, and then repeated hundreds of sentences that he wanted to cut her up and chop her into pieces. At the end, he said it was even close to babbling, as if he was talking to himself. say.

"Yes...I'm going to chop, cut, chop you..."

"Well, as inhuman as it sounds, it's not too bad considering what you've been through and what you're trying to implement."

An unfamiliar voice sounded in the darkness, to which Aatrox did not respond. He still muttered to himself, as if he hadn't heard He Shenyan's voice at all. The same is true even if the algorithmist greeted him again.

He Shenyan's mental body shrugged, he directly shattered the darkness entangled in Aatrox, and took him out of this special prison.

"what--!"

Looking at the sun, Aatrox screamed. He took a few steps forward and fell to his knees feebly. It doesn't look like an ascender at all, but a stray dog ​​on the side of the road. He shivered and covered his face with his hands, and the sunlight almost drove him crazy: how could I see the sun? am I out? Or am I dreaming again?

He knelt down, crying and laughing, and said something no one could understand, and that appearance made Jax scratch his head again.

Nasus looked at his senior with complicated eyes. The leader of the ascendant who had a lofty position in the ancient Shurima Empire still looked noble today. He was also three meters high when he knelt on the ground, the golden visor and the wings behind him gleaming in the sunlight. Nasus knew that this was He Shenyan's handwriting.

Aatrox's noble form should have been destroyed long ago, but his current appearance matches everything people imagined about him. That mighty and sacred appearance is exactly the role model of the ascendants thousands of years ago.

It's a pity that he didn't do anything except kneel on the ground crying and screaming.

Nasus turned his head sideways and whispered to He Shenyan, "What's wrong with him?"

The mage gave Nasus a strange look. "I thought you knew this—he's crazy, isn't he?"

"Think about it, if you were thrown into a prison where you couldn't move or even breathe for a thousand years. You have to remember your past glory every moment because that's the only way you can pass the time. But Every time you recall, reality and the darkness hit you harder."

"To be honest, he's just a little crazy, I'm starting to be surprised." He Shenyan shrugged and said.

Jax leaned the lamppost over his shoulder and said casually, "So, what do we do next? It looks like my old foe is out of his mind - oh, he's on his feet."

Hearing Jax's voice, Aatrox seemed to recall something. He turned his head and watched Jax slowly stand up, reaching out and holding the giant sword beside him. The next moment, he appeared in front of Jax, and the contrast between the two was extremely strong. One was 1.9 meters tall, while the other was a behemoth that stood up to five meters high.

"It's you! Icathians! Come! Meet me to the death!"

The giant sword slammed down, but the ground shook and the mountains shook, but it didn't hurt Jax's hair. He calculated the distance and avoided the blow with a slight sideways jump. Aatrox's current unruly attack was full of flaws in his eyes, but he didn't choose to swing the lamppost.

He looked at the mage and the dog head helplessly: "Hey, aren't you going to help?"

Just as he was speaking, Aatrox roared wildly, his wings flapping behind him, stirring up a gust of wind: "Look at me! Come! Fight! You long-dead ghost! Come and make me feel pain! Like this! I'll take you on your way!"

"It seems that he feels that he is completely mad now and is fighting against the opponent in his memory." Nasus said quietly, and he couldn't help feeling sad for Aatrox. For any Ascended, this was not the end it should have been.

Even if they once spread to the whole continent because of civil war, after all, they fought against the void and protected the world. This is not the treatment a hero deserves.

Jax dodged the blade of the greatsword again, his shoulders sank, and with a slight jump, he aligned his gaze with Aatrox. Before his old strength was gone, he swung the lamppost in his hand and hit Aatrox hard in the face.

This powerful blow made the warrior holding the golden wings of the giant sword stunned, and he stood there dumbfounded. Jax landed lightly, carrying the lamp post, and asked casually, "Hey, do you still want to fight? Why are you standing there?"

Aatrox's hands trembled, unstoppable. He fell to his knees again, making a strange noise from his throat, and his whole body was twitching like an epilepsy.

Jax wanted to step aside in disgust, but he blocked his way. Jax hurriedly raised the lamppost, but Aatrox looked at him like a lover, which made him shudder.

"You, you really exist?" Aatrox asked cautiously.

"...Well, I said, man. Are you being locked up? Of course I am!" Jax replied impatiently, "Are you going to fight... Wait, what do you mean?"

Aatrox pointed to his face: "Come on! Hit me again!"

"......what?"

Jax even thought he heard it wrong for a while, but Aatrox said again: "Didn't you hear me?! You **** purple bug, hurry up and hit me with that toothpick-like weapon in your hand. !hurry up!"

He roared again at the end, and Jax's face was full of disgust under the mask. There was a golden light on his lamppost: "Well, you brought it on yourself, you lunatic..."

"boom!"

Jax hit Aatrox on the head with a 'toothpick-like weapon' in his hand, and the golden energy was obviously not a pretense. This time, Aatrox was beaten to the ground. He stared blankly at the blue sky, feeling the real temperature, and didn't move for a long time.

Shouldn't I have killed him?

Just when Jax began to doubt this matter, Aatrox, who was lying on the ground, laughed indistinctly, and the empty laughter spread far in the desert.

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"My most sincere thanks to you, Your Excellency."

"It's just a hands-on effort."

"Wait until we return to the Sun Disc! You will be the most honored guest of the Empire! I swear by my sword, the sand and the scorching sun are witnesses!" Aatrox lowered his head and held up the giant Jian said solemnly.

His body is too big, and his voice is like Hong Zhong Da Lu. The mage shook his head helplessly. After Aatrox realized that he was really out of trouble, things began to run wildly in a strange direction.

He first spent half an hour praising Queen Setaka, and then spent another half an hour frantically thanking He Shenyan, selectively ignoring Nasus and Jax. But it's fine if it's just like this, but he likes to cite scriptures when he speaks, and he especially likes to come up with a long poem from time to time. He is more like a philosopher and a poet than a warrior.

Looking at the sky of Shurima, Aatrox would spread his wings behind him, then raised his hands and began to praise the sky: "Even after all these years, the sky of Shurima is still so dazzling!"

On the way through the dunes, he would look at the cactus, then approached for a gentle touch. He didn't even let go of the yellow sand under his feet. Along the way, he wrote thirteen long poems, eight of which were about the yellow sand. He Shenyan's tongue was stunned several times by his delicate words. Even Nasus couldn't stand him anymore, and quietly distanced himself from him.

As for Jax...

He now regrets why he didn't fight harder at that time.

Seeing him like this, Nasus seemed to finally feel that he couldn't wait any longer. He took the initiative to walk to Aatrox and said, "General—"

Aatrox interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "—Which unit are you from? Who are you leading?"

"...I am not a soldier, General."

Aatrox laughed as if he had heard something ridiculous: "You're funny! Boy! But the Ascenders all led the army, and in the heyday of the empire, there were ten thousand behind each Ascendant. A mortal soldier! Ah, mortals... small, but they are the bedrock of an empire."

"...I'm really not a soldier, General."

Aatrox stopped smiling, the sunlight reflecting off his silver visor. Suddenly, he swung the great sword in his hand towards Nasus's neck. The evil wind came, but the dog-headed man did not dodge, because his scepter had long blocked the path of the great sword.

"You still said you're not a soldier? Such superb martial arts! Ah, I see. You haven't done your job, have you? It doesn't matter, you'll be a good soldier!" Aatrox laughed again.

Nasus sighed helplessly: "I need to remind you, General. Queen Setaka is long dead."

"I know."

"what?"

"I know, young man. I saw her being consumed by the Void, how could I not know? But the Empire will not fall. Yes, my brother and I brought Shurima to near destruction during years of civil war, But aren't you proof that it still exists? A newborn Ascendant, isn't that proof that the Empire is still standing? You can't fool me, young man. Nice trick, though."

"No, General... Shurima is dead."

Aatrox looked at him blankly, as if looking at something he couldn't understand. After a long time, he said, "...This joke is not funny."

Nasus replied calmly: "The civil war between you and your comrades did not destroy the empire. We continued for hundreds of years, but this is the limit. Two hundred and fifty-three years ago, the last emperor of the empire, His Majesty Azir was betrayed. The entire empire collapsed in that betrayal. Now, I'm the only Ascended left... Now, with you."

"yes?"

Aatrox did not go crazy again, he sighed softly: "Ah, betrayer...what a hateful word. This word should be killed as thoroughly as those it refers to. "

He laughed lowly: "Our territory once spanned the entire continent, but His Majesty Setaka died because of a shameful betrayal... And now, the last bloodline of the empire is also because of a betrayal. and perish."

He closed his eyes.

"But it doesn't matter. Yes, don't worry, Aatrox..." He began to mutter, and Nasus walked away knowingly.

Jax looked on from the sidelines.

Although he thought he had let go of Icacia, he was still an Icathian after all. Even if vengeance is long overdue, it is impossible for him to be happy for the people of Shurima. The rest of his life was left with only one goal: to destroy the void.

He could rest in peace when the box opened by their Icathians was completely closed. You can change back to his original name: Saijax Kayo-Raines Coali Ekazon.

He recited the name silently, and it was still fresh in his memory after so long in the past.

The collapse of the empire and the change of dynasties are nothing to He Shenyan. After all, he has personally destroyed two civilizations across the Star Sea, not to mention that he is not a party. As for whether Aatrox would launch a conquest again after that, he didn't care at all.

He has only three things to do now.

One is to completely destroy the void. The second is to pack and send away the gang of hybrid Protoss and the Void who take pleasure in playing with mortals. The third is to find a way to send the people of Rhodeland here.

He must do what he said, vows are very precious things. The mage doesn't take oaths or promises easily, and once he takes an oath, it must be done.

For example, he once said that he would kill every Skrull, which he did.

The first two things are not difficult, even easy for him. The problem is how it's done.

The destruction of the void is imminent, and Aatrox and Nasus may be enough to convince the stubborn lords. At least they won't say a word when facing Aatrox and his greatsword. The matter of assembling a mortal army is easy to solve. If the Void is really as strong as he guessed, then Mortal casualties are not too serious.

The mage won't sit back and watch them be invaded by the void, but he won't watch over them like a nanny. Humans can't always rely on someone to solve problems. Ultimately, they have to rely on their own hands to create tomorrow. This is inevitable, and anyone who tries to hold the fate of a mortal on his own shoulders will fail in the end.

And, it's not good for mortals either.

As for Mount Giant...

Thinking of this, he sneered unconsciously.

He Shenyan had seen too many **** who claimed to be gods. If they weren't human in the first place, it would have made sense. But the protoss were almost all promoted from human beings. After they became gods, they played with their compatriots wantonly, which made him quite intolerable. Willfulness is one of the privileges of the strong.

Since those protoss recklessly play with others because they are stronger than mortals, their lives come from life~www.novelmt.com~, then according to their theory, it is reasonable to be destroyed by mages far stronger than them.

And Rhodeland.....

He Shenyan didn't really want to know what he thought about that Gwendelyn, but if he wanted to save all the people of Rhodeland from that tragic reincarnation, there was one thing that could not be avoided.

Valoran is also known as Runeterra.

The runes here refer to the runes of the world. According to the ancient legends he has learned so far, Valoran was created by a mysterious dragon, whose whereabouts are currently unknown. But some traces left by his power are still circulating in the world, which is the world rune. The mages haven't been able to see one yet, so they won't be able to study them.

However, according to his guess, these runes should be similar to the World Barrier Fragment or something. If he wanted to bring the people of Rhodeland to Valoran, he would have to pass the World Barrier, and those people were not mages and could travel between the worlds at will.

He ended his thinking and put the search for the world's runes on the agenda.

On the other hand, Aatrox also raised the great sword again.