Chapter 142 The Soul that Has Been Silent for Thousands of Years

[You have killed Cassiopeia (hero), Embrace of the Serpent, and your level has been increased by 1. You have obtained 200 blue essence, 20 orange essence, and 2 skill points. 】

【Congratulations! You have leveled up to level 19 and gained 1 skill point. 】

[Remaining skill points: 18]

[Wealth: 1400 blue essence, 170 orange essence]

【……】

Huh? Why are the levels I upgraded and the rewards I received from killing Cassiopeia so small this time?

Noticing the prompts from the system in his mind, Li Lin was suddenly confused.

The last time I killed Twitch, I was able to level up by 4, with a full 1,000 blue essence and 100 orange essence, and also gave me 5 skill points.

Is it possible that this situation occurs because Cassiopeia has not escaped from the mortal level and has not reached the level of strength in the future?

Or maybe the rewards given by the system are based on the strength of the "heroes" at their peak, and have nothing to do with their current strength?

Probably.

However, this needs to be verified later to confirm...

Just as Li Lin was deep in thought, Kassadin's soft call brought him back to reality: "Li Lin..."

His voice sounded hesitant, as if he was hesitating whether to speak.

"If you have any questions, just ask them directly. I don't think there is anything to hide between us." Li Lin switched to the storm mode and said at the same time.

Kassadin thought for a while, but couldn't help but ask: "Just now, you said that this Noxian woman was cursed by the warrior of the gods..."

"Oh, you're talking about this? According to Shurima's records, during the Darkin War, wasn't there a snake-headed Darkin who caused harm to everyone?"

"Well... there is such a person, a dark descendant from Zurita, Naganeka who ascended into the form of a snake head, and is good at using the secret technique of poison."

"This is it." Li Lin pointed to the location where Cassiopeia was just now. "You should have been able to see that she was poisoned and her legs were twisting into a long tail shape..."

Kassadin was stunned for a moment. He had just been so focused on guarding the five Noxian soldiers that he didn't even notice what Cassiopeia had become.

But Li Lin had no reason to lie to himself in this regard, so he believed it anyway.

Then, he raised a new question: "But what does astral magic... mean?"

"There are actually many types of magic. For example, the 'sun' power injected into the ascended warriors by the sun disk refers to astral magic..."

Li Lin briefly introduced to Kassadin the types of Runeland magic he knew.

Of course, some of this was learned through his background, and most of it was learned from the descriptions of the books collected by the Gila Mann family.

As they spoke, they continued walking deeper into the mausoleum, deliberately slowing down their pace.

With Cassiopeia in this state, she definitely stabbed Sivir in the back.

And her royal bloodline will awaken Azir's soul, which has been dormant for three thousand years.

Li Lin will not help rescue Sivir. Azir still needs to do this and put him into the fountain of life that can only resurrect one person.

This selfless act would allow Azir to reactivate the ritual of ascension, reshaping his body into what an ascended person should be.

But the premise for all this is that the last huge tomb door leading to the ancient tomb is opened...

As Li Lin and Kassadin continued to sneak through the gradually narrowing passage, the entire tomb gradually began to tremble.

The yellow sand fell, and the fragments of gravel hit the storm and their power armor, making a crisp sound.

"Damn it! What did these Noxians do?!" Kassadin's heart sank, and he grabbed Li Lin who was still trying to move forward and shouted: "This mausoleum is about to collapse, let's escape quickly. Come on, before it’s too late!”

"Don't worry..." Li Lin tried his best to stay calm and was not affected by the eager Kassadin.

At this stage, the tomb door should be opening...

As soon as this idea flashed through his mind, he heard an extremely angry roar from the distant depths of the tomb, which was obviously inhuman.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of excited laughter, "Hahahaha... It's been three thousand years, it's been three thousand years! Renekton, Nasus, you can't lock me down!"

Li Lin and Kassadin felt a sour taste in their mouths at the same time. This was a normal physiological reaction when someone was performing magic.

With the last violent tremor and loud noise of the ancient tomb, it seemed as if a huge boulder fell to the ground in front.

The low manic laughter gradually faded away, and so did the inhuman roars and roars.

Monk Li Lin was in shock and the sourness in Kassadin's mouth faded away, indicating that the two terrifying guys who escaped from the ancient tomb had left.

After regaining his composure, Kassadin immediately guessed the owners of the two voices, "That was just now...the god warrior Renekton and the traitor Xerath?! What you said is actually true..."

"Now that they have escaped and the tomb is no longer shaking, the last door should be completely opened."

Li Lin glanced sideways at Kassadin beside him, "There is a high probability that there will be no more danger ahead. Let's hurry up."

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Endless flames and huge heavenly magic instantly incinerated the body.

Pain, and then complete silence.

Space cannot be felt, and even the meaning of time no longer exists.

But an inexplicable throbbing of blood awakened a man's soul that had been dormant for thousands of years from the depths of the ancient tomb.

"What on earth... happened?" His weak voice sounded in the endless darkness, "Am I... dead?"

He seemed confused about his current situation.

pain……

As soon as he tried to recall what happened during the ascension ceremony that day, the man would feel a pain as if his soul was being torn apart.

"I am... Azir... why... the ascension ceremony failed... this is impossible..."

As a translucent figure gradually condensed, Azir gradually returned to his original shape before death.

However, he is not complete now. He is just a visible soul held together by a lump of tangible dust, held together by his remaining tenacity and unyielding will.

Azir staggered and wandered aimlessly among the ruins of the ancient tomb.

"My empire...Shurima...has collapsed..."

He could feel the grief deep in his soul, but he couldn't squeeze out a single tear from the corners of his eyes.

"No...there is still a chance..."

Suddenly, Azir looked in a direction, where the Oasis of Dawn was once located.

He could feel that after he recovered, the collapsed sun disk responded to his will, and the last trace of water of life flowed out again.

Although it was pitiful, it was enough for him to reshape his body and return to the human world.

As long as we can be completely resurrected, rebuilding the Shurima Empire is not a difficult task!

Azir's eyes flashed with hope, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace towards the Dawn Oasis.

Under the flow of magic power from the ancient tomb, the yellow sand on the ground gathered together, as if the long-fallen emperor was re-crowned, and gradually condensed into the original shape of his physical body, forming his temporary body.

However, when Azir just walked out of the gate of the ancient tomb, a girl lying in a pool of blood not far away immediately attracted his attention.

A feeling of blood connection...

But soon, his eyes turned to the distance, to the narrow passage leading to this hall.

Two people wearing strange and precise metal armor ran out, followed by two strange floating objects.

Azir's eyebrows made of quicksand wrinkled slightly, and he asked in a hoarse and low voice: "...Who are you?"