Chapter 588 Unworthy of Ascension

Under the cold touch, Ryze woke up coughing, pressed his temples, and felt dizzy.

"water?"

It is very rare to encounter water in the desert, not to mention that the water is poured down from a high place, and it hurts to splash on the face.

Water droplets splashed into his mouth and nose, and he not only choked on the water, but his whole body was soaked in the cold running water, and the scorched wound felt a sharp pain when touched by the cold water.

Something must have happened up there, Ruiz thought on the river bed, but he stretched out his hands involuntarily and brought a handful of water to his mouth.

It is clear and cold, like the taste of spring water, but it tastes much better, and it seems to contain magic power. Ryze, who drank from Shurima's dirty well, could not help thinking that this must be what kings and gods drank.

In addition, he felt that after drinking the magical water, his wound seemed to be slowly recovering.

Legend has it that inside the temple in the Oasis of Dawn, there is a spring that can gush out healing water. No matter how severe the injury is, just lie in it and it will save your life. Ryze feels that what he is drinking is the spring water that has been diluted countless times.

Although he was very thirsty, his rationality told him that it was time to leave here, otherwise he might be washed away when the current was stronger.

Looking at the river bank which was at least 100 meters high, Ruiz began to cast spells.

...

The Oasis of Dawn among the magnificent windbreak dam and the moat that can nourish the entire desert continent is actually a mountain city with a high center and low sides, and the internal space is even more intricate.

Surprised and angry, Xerath floated along the terrain towards the center of the city, and a dazzling golden light in the city caught his attention. He stopped, watching the golden light rising from the center of the city, rising higher and higher, surpassing the horizontal line where he was, and finally stopping in front of the towering sun disc.

The golden light faded, revealing a humanoid figure. That is not a human being, but a creature more powerful than a human being, transformed by the pure sun magic, becoming the supreme existence.

The existence of such a life itself is a kind of shock, and no words can accurately describe the true strength and stalwart of this ascended emperor.

Xerath saw Azir in the golden light, and Azir also saw Xerath. Xerath's eyes were as cold as torches, and tongues of flame surged from the tail of the flames, continuously escaping like fireflies. Azir's eyes burned with a pale light like the newborn sun, and mysterious energy was surging like a wave.

Although both of them had changed their appearances and could no longer see their original appearances at all, they still recognized each other at a glance.

Their gazes were attracted instantly like the two poles of a magnet, and a wonderful chemical reaction took place at the same time, and an extremely complicated emotion was brewing in each other's hearts.

Hatred, disappointment, grief... The relationship between them is not a simple relationship of betrayal and betrayal. They used to be as close as brothers and sisters, but now they hate as much as they want.

"Xerath!" Azir's voice was angry and hoarse. "Your sin is unforgivable."

He is aloof, like the absolute imperial power, who holds the power of life and death. The disdainful gaze immediately reminded Xerath of the fact that he was once a slave. A member of the royal family is forbidden to communicate with slaves, so their friendship has never been equal from the beginning to the end, no matter what he did to make Azir enthroned What effort has been made and what changes have been made.

On that day, he only wanted to ask Azir for what he promised when he was a child, but Azir reminded Xerath with a grim face, asking him to see the location of his slave. It was also that day that the last trace of nobility in Xerath's heart completely disappeared.

It's not that Azir failed to fulfill his promise, it's just that the promise was decades late.

"Useless Emperor Azir, my biggest miscalculation was to let you survive, but it doesn't matter, the reality is just let me kill you again." Xerath's voice was like dipped in honey, and he was still a mortal. Same time.

His hands were claw-shaped, and the electric arc bounced back and forth between his fingers, and his energy-condensed body burned brighter and brighter with anger.

"The shackles of the past still bind me, and I cannot rebuild Shurima with these burdens. I will crush you, the poisonous seed, so that Shurima can usher in the dawn again."

Azir had already understood Xerath's attitude, he raised his hand, and a gust of wind immediately rang through the capital of Shurima. Sands and rocks were flying in the Dawn Oasis, and even the sand dunes outside the city were moving. They crossed the windbreak dam like tides and piled up on the neatly formed opposite bank of the river.

There was the hiss of falling sand everywhere, and the aura around him began to become tense, like a bowstring that was about to break, like an ambush from all sides.

"Don't be ashamed, without me, you will accomplish nothing!" Xerath watched all this, jealous.

He has painstakingly prepared for decades, dragged the entire empire to be buried with him, but what he got was an incomplete ascension, and he would be imprisoned underground for thousands of years in the dark. As for Azir, even if he died, he could be resurrected, get the approval of the sun disc, and gain the orthodox power of ascension.

Only because he Xerath is a slave.

Discriminating against even one object, Xerath, who was treated unfairly, stared at the sun disc behind Azir with burning eyes, arcane fire was born in his chest, and he threw out lightning with both hands, thundering The fire blasted like a torrential rain on the sun disc that covered the sky.

The disc suddenly reflected golden light a hundred times stronger than the noon sun, covering everything Azir could see.

Xerath was shrouded in this light, and his body immediately burned. He screamed in pain and fell like a comet, the black smoke trailing in the air.

"My power grows with the rising of the sun, and I am reborn when the earth awakens. But as long as you live, Shurima has no future, so I will kill you with the fire of the sun, and then Yellow sand will bury you."

Azir's voice came from above, he raised his head, and saw the Ascension Emperor's figure turned into a light-absorbing black silhouette under the backlight.

"Xerath, you are not worthy of ascension!"

Following Azir's declaration, the light became more intense, searing Xerath's body, and the burning iron links fused one after another.

On the other side, the two brothers bathed in the light also changed.

The magical repairs from the sun even strengthened Nasus's battered body, his shattered bones held together and his skin hard as obsidian. He felt that he was actually growing, and his body became even bigger.

This feeling was similar to when he stood on the altar and received the enlightenment of the holy light. Nasus stood up and exposed his body to a larger area of ​​light.