Chapter 197 The Glory of the Ascendant, the Liberation of Silas

As Yatox moved to the wooden house.

In front of the rude wooden house, a young man in a white robe stood with his hands, and he did not know each other with his face.

"The language you speak makes me familiar with me, do you know me once?"

At the same time, Yatust said that he didn't hesitate. His throat made a mockery, and the muscles of the big arm suddenly tightened and stretched out to pull out the giant sword. Essence

As for the reason

Do you need a reason for killing?

The dead will not ask.

"Boom Long!"

Without signing, the thunderous loud noise came, and the giant sword was smoothly cut off and cut on the young magic gauze of the youth.

At this moment, the movement of the two was still, and the picture was set in this scene.

There is only the sound of "rustling" in the ear, and behind the abyss.

Aatux's chopping movement stopped. His giant sword stayed on the white robe, not the offensive he took off. His long -lasting style was that the sword that was cut off was not turned back.

What surprised him was that no matter how he increased his strength this time, he couldn't cut the opponent's robe and saw Yin Hong's blood.

interesting.

Atx's empty eyes lit up the faint red light. His right arm recovered the giant sword, and he looked at the dark blue magic eyes with interest, thinking of something:

"The pair of eyes that served me in the Giant God Peak before, I have seen you."

He was very impressed by these eyes of the youth. When he fought with the stupid Star Spirit, the opponent watched the battle on the other side of the giant god.

Hearing Aatlow's words, the young man in the white robe looked at him with a smile and did not give a positive or negative answer.

"Thousands of years ago, the tide of Huangsha rushed out of the rock, and a magnificent sand waterfall was formed at the edge of the cliff. The Shurema people will throw their beloved things into the sand flow and serve as gifts to the god of heaven. "

The white robe youth said in a hurry to tell the origin of the Soona Susha waterfall.

Atxes stood in place without excess moves.

This is the first time he has been quiet and patiently listening to mortal speeches since he "awakened".

However, this is not his subjective willingness, because the previous chopped chop failed to work, which made him know that the other party was not weaker than himself. You must know that he was just amnesia and did not mean that he also lost his mind together.

So the Yatos and the white robe youth stood quite harmoniously on the edge of the cliff, looking at the yellow sand pouring in the deep inside.

In the origin of the youth, a word attracted the attention of Atx.

"‘ Flying to the God ’. The familiar name. It seems that a long time ago, some people once called me so.” Yatux said low voice.

"Every fly ascending heaven is the great guardian of this land under our feet. They have the most lofty quality and defeat all the bad visitors for this land." The white robe seemed to know the "Fei Shengtian God". Essence

"Hahaha, is it? It sounds like a noble and elegant name, but I just want to destroy everything."

The other party's description evokes the vague memories of Atx's mind.

It was an endless time. He vaguely remembered that he led an unacceptable army to play a woman with a cross weapon.

"It is not a simple matter to destroy everything." The young man in the white robe smiled slightly and recruited one hand in the wooden house with one hand. A bucket of packaged wine floated out of the inside and went towards Asatos.

"The wine derived from Noxus, the difference between the taste and the once."

"Haha! It's not bad with wine."

Asatok laughed and reached out to unveil the lid on the tank without politely. The mellow wine made him subconsciously lift the wine and permeate it.

Establishing the throat, a drop of blood and meat, the golden red eyes of Atx's pair of golden red suddenly light up:

"Not weaker than the bark of the desert!"

"It is called‘ Cui Fali ’s acceptance’, which is an honor to get your praise. "The white robe young man smiled.

The desert is in the record of ancient books.

"Acceptance? This name is not good!"

Asatos enjoyed wine, he laughed in his mouth.

The white robe young man shook his head and said softly:

"Each name has its far -reaching meaning, just like the" desert bleeding ". Its name originated from the original Queen Sata of Shurema. According to legend, it was made by the emperor's melting of the sun."

"Hahahaha, that's a woman who is confident to the bones."

Somehow, Aatux was subconsciously blurted out.

Obviously, he didn't remember who Steca was at all, and he had forgotten the past as the god of heaven.

"Everyone ascending the gods is a person who is confident in his bones, isn't it?" The young man asked with a smile.

"It should be so." Atx nodded subconsciously, and a sip of spirits was filled. "The stars were once under our feet, and the glory of the sun was allowed to touch us. Kneeling and surrender. "

He stared at the sand waterfall in front of him, and the scarlet wings behind him slowly opened. There was a blood vessel -like lava light on the wing membrane flowing:

"We are the greatest gods in the world, ascended to the gods of Xiema!"

Atxes can't remember the memories of the past, but vaguely memorized some beliefs engraved in the deepest body.

They used to be the incarnation of the sun, with the world's most noble and elegant character.

But something happened, they fell into today's situation.

He inserted the giant sword behind his feet and sat down slowly. The huge palms kept touching the gravel on the ground, and his eyes were thinking.

Destruction

"I heard a story from a university scholar. Feitian God was once the most glorious soldier. Their selection will be reviewed with rigorous review. ceremony."

The young man's youth tone slightly, and continued:

"After getting the rising glory, the soaring gods will swore to fight for this land under the foot. Thousands of years ago, the void battle of Ecasia broke out. Exit out "

Atx didn't speak, he just stroked the ground under his feet with a smile.

However, in his eyes, the golden red eyes did not know when it had become the main color.

"In the end, the void was expelled, and the glory of Shrima was extended. In the hundreds of years since then, the glory of Shrima still shines on this land until the sun disk collapses and the rising ceremony is out of control." The youth went on to say. Essence

"He shouldn't be out of control, it is a conspiracy!"

Asatox's eyes flashed with anger, his palms were hard, and he was deeply trapped into the yellow sand.

The ground, under his subconscious actions, trembling.

"Maybe it has been more than a thousand years, and the Shengtian Shen lost his former leadership, collapsed, and began to fight. The once great they were also a day when they were corrupted." The young man said.

"Hahaha, the induction of the stars, the words of the void, and the loss of faith. What qualifications are there in such a world to let us struggle again. Perhaps, the death of annihilation is the best destination!"

Asatos was screaming in his mouth, scolding everything in his mouth, and the language of Gu Rima blurted quickly and quickly.

"Maybe, but there are still many people who have remembered your greatness, isn't it?"

The corner of the young man smiled, and he looked into the distance slightly.

Atxis also seemed to feel something, looking at that direction.

In the direction of the sand waterfall, dozens of huge Skarash came up with the positive models. They have a tens of meters high, spreading throughout the entire Shirima continent.

Their limbs are narrow, with both corners on their heads, and they are like cattle, which is very suitable for the harsh desert climate. Not only that, their fur is painted with sacred symbols of the body, with totems and amulets hanging.

In the Xerima area, having a Scarrash is a symbol of prosperity and prosperity.

They walked next to the sand waterfall, and several riders flew down from their backs and carried a box of boxes.

It was a few sand people wearing Shurema's clothing. They kneeled on their knees and prayed in the sand waterfall.

Young and Aatax are far from where they are, but they can still hear their voice.

It was a word of praying to the god of heaven. They long for the shelter of the gods and protect their tribe in the coming year.

Immediately afterwards, they left the box of the boxes that they took down and watched them buried by the tide yellow sand, and then they rode Skarash with satisfaction.

The white robe youth looked at this scene with interest:

"Even after thousands of years, Feitian God is still the belief in this land. They did not choose the gods who converted to the peak of the Giant God, and went to the foot of the four seasons. Then, then

"What do you say?"

"Yeah. What must be adhered to? Their faith has long disappeared." Aatax laughed.

His gaze stared at the direction they left, and there seemed to be more memories in his mind.

He suddenly filled a sip of spirits, and his eyes were full of mockery.

Watching Aatax drank the wine and drunk, the corner of the youth hung a smile and bowed slightly towards him.

At the same time, a blue light wrapped him in it.

Seeing this blue light, Yatox slowly stood up, put on a common expression, and turned his eyes to the youth:

"Before leaving, don't play a game?"

The youth shook his head slightly: "Let's put it in the future. We have countless opportunities. You still have a long way to go, and the great ascension of heaven."

He smiled, and the blue mang beside him became brighter and brighter.

"Hahahaha, say it too. Master, tell me your taboos!" Yatox carried the giant sword on his shoulder, and asked with a smile.

"Ryan Mearedis!" The young man smiled and rose, his voice became lighter, and finally dissipated in the wind together with his body.

"Ryan Meredis.?"

Seeing the completely disappeared young man, Aatax laughed suddenly up.

After a while, his hoarse laughter stopped.

Asatos threw the wine tank under the sand waterfall, the pair of scarlet wings behind him suddenly opened, without hesitation across the cliff and flew forward.

And the direction he moved forward was exactly where the sand people rode on Skarash's departure.

Xiongdu, night.

Searching the devil's land is dark, and no one was on duty.

Under such circumstances, a hooded figure slowly entered here and opened the door to the depths of the dungeon.

In the cell at the deepest part of the dungeon, as the candlelight on the wall trembled slightly, Silas raised his eyes.

Squeak--

After exactly three days, the door was opened again.

The hooded figure walked in and looked at Silas across the cell door.

Seeing the pair of bright eyes in the hood, Silas smiled on his sloppy and unshaven face:

"The clothes you gave me are very warm, but I'm used to the climate here."

As he said, he also pointed at the dark blue hood not far away, which was the clothes that the other party left for him last time.

The figure under the hood smiled, and a pleasant voice came from inside:

"Today's climate is a bit cold, it's time to put it on."

"You are my glimmer of light, I am willing to obey your will."

Silas smiled freely and exerted force with his arms suddenly.

White beams of light burst out from the magic-forbidden stone in his hand, bombarding the place where the handcuffs and the cell wall were connected.

Crack——

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, look!

Crack——

Two shattering sounds rang out almost at the same time, and the chains that imprisoned him actually broke from the root.

Silas used the magic he got from Laxana to break the cage that had imprisoned him for fifteen years.

He was able to break the cage that bound his hands three days ago, but he didn't know when he had a stronger cage in his heart.

And the key to that cage was the warm glimmer that gave him these days.

Laxana!

Facing the girl wrapped in a hood in front of him, Silas strode forward, picked up the hood she gave him from the ground and put it on.

His movements made a jingling sound, and the handcuffs of the magic-forbidden stone were not completely untied by him.

Because for him now, the magic-forbidden stone is no longer a restraint, but a part of his power.

After putting on the hooded robe, he walked to Laxana, knelt down suddenly, and prostrated himself on the ground.

Silas' voice was firm and solemn:

"Silas, I am willing to serve you as the most powerful chain in your hand."

"Silas"

Laxana's bright eyes hidden in the hood were slightly complicated, and the other party did not need such

At this moment, a warm current passed through her heart.

She felt that she should do something.

She helped Silas up, crossed her hands together, and a strong light shone from her palms.

In an instant, the dazzling light poured towards Silas.

In just a moment, Silas felt that his body was like a dead tree coming back to life, and the fatigue of the past ten years was swept away, the scars on his body were healed, and the fatigue of the past was swept away.

Not only that, he could also feel that the magic power in the magic-forbidden stones in his hands was almost full and overflowing.

"Such a huge magic power" Silas was slightly intoxicated.

He had never seen anyone possess such powerful magic, and this power was far more powerful than any power he had ever seen.

Laxana did not say anything, but smiled at him, then turned and left.

They didn't have much time tonight.

Silas looked at the back that seemed to be full of glory in front of him, grinned, hid himself completely in his hood, and followed.

The door deep in the dungeon was closed again, leaving only a little bit of faint firelight and traces of people living there.

The next morning.

Xiongdu entered the noise early, and the people opened the doors and windows, looking at the referendum that was about to take place outside.

As early as a few days ago, the preparations for the referendum had begun, and Demacia citizens could go to the local polling station to vote for their own choices.

Whether to abolish the ban on magic will be decided by all Demacians. If the number of votes in favor exceeds half, the ban on magic will be abolished, otherwise it may be more powerful.

And today is the day when all regional representatives come to Xiongdu to announce the results. They come with the will of all the people in their region or town.

They gathered in the Dawn Castle, and under the watchful eyes of the king and the eight officials, they expressed the choices of the citizens in their regions.

Many carriages drove into the city full of white stone-style buildings from outside Xiongdu, and drove towards the Dawn Castle.

Crown Guard Family.

Garen, wearing heavy armor, stood in the hall and walked back and forth anxiously, looking at Mrs. Ogsa sitting on the sofa from time to time.

"Today I need to escort the representatives of Xiongdu to the Dawn Fortress. Although it is just a ceremony, I must be there."

After explaining, he couldn't help but add:

"Mother, what do you want me to wait for?"

Half an hour ago, when he was about to go out, he was stopped by Mrs. Ogsa.

His mother said nothing, just quietly drinking tea there, motioning him to wait.

Until this moment, Mrs. Ogsha said:

"Do you know who is the representative of Xiongdu in this referendum?"

"I don't know! I am only responsible for local protection in this matter." Galen said honestly, "My mission is to escort the representative to the Illuminati headquarters. As for who it is, I will know it when I meet him."

"Can't you use your brain to think about it?"

Mrs. Ogsha frowned slightly, with a hint of disappointment.

Compared with the smart Laxana, Galen was just like a piece of rotten wood.

"This. No need to guess"

Galen carefully looked at her mother, and had no concept of these things in her mind.

Recently, he stayed next to the adoptive daughter of the Buville family, listening to the tunes that can soothe the mind, and there is no time to care about other things.

Moreover, in his eyes, soldiers only need to obey.

"You" Mrs. Ogsha was helpless and signaled up, "She is here."

"she?"

Galen looked back, just looking at Lakshanna wearing a very formal dress from the stairs, behind the other party, followed by a person hidden in the robe.

He started to be a little puzzled, why Lakanshana was so formal today.

But then, he remembered the words of his mother, and his mouth couldn't help but feel a little bit open, and he was a bit difficult to settle:

"Lakanshana, wouldn't you be the representative of the Xiongdu, right?"

"Why not?" Laksuna smiled slightly, "Don't forget, but I initiated a parade. Brother, you should call me the representative of the guard!"

"this"

Galen looked at Lakanshana, who was wondering, and his thoughts were a little chaotic.

You know, the referendum representatives in each place are the most prestigious people in the local area. Either the ruling chief of the regional region, or the elder who is highly respected in the local area, or the successor of the next ruling officer.

In comparison, Xiong is even more special.

The representatives of Xiongdu are generally a member of the Guangdun family. Since Jiawen I, it has not changed.

In his imagination, the most likely is Eleinno or Jiawen.

He never thought that the representative of Xiongdu would be his sister.

Although Lakanshana hosted a parade, he did not think that his sister's prestige could reach the height of representing the male capital.

"Brother, don't get stunned, we should set off."

Lakanshana said with a smile and walked out.

When she walked in front of the door, the gate of the Guardian family was already opened in Selas hidden in the robe.

Today's Celas is like a loyal knight with an elegant manner.

After Lakshana left the Mansion's mansion, Celas stunned Galen, and his voice was hoarse:

"The chief of the sword, don't let the crown guard for a long time."

Having said that, he also chased towards Lakshanna.

"Oh, good!"

Galen also returned to God at this moment, and he should go out and go out.

No matter who the representative is, the escort representative is his responsibility and the responsibility of fearless pioneer.

At the gate of the manor, watching Lakshana sitting on the carriage printed with the Demasian national emblem, Galen's nodded, riding a silver -horn scales, and the members of the first shield array escorted them. Around the carriage.

The carriage followed the wide Baishi Avenue and slowed towards the Dawn Castle.

Looking at the landscape bathing under the sun, Celas's eyes narrowed slightly.

How many years. He has never seen such a comfortable sunshine.

What a ironic transformation from a prisoner to the housekeeper representative of Xiongdu.

Looking at the grand square that was already full of people and scrambled to look at them, the corner of Celas's mouth hidden in the hood could not help showing a smile.

The dream he used to be difficult to reach, but after he followed his light, he seemed to be able to get it.

This feeling seems good.

Demasia No, Lakanshana!

He looked back at the carriage deeply, and his heart was firm in his heart.