Chapter 357 Is the Former Glory Still There?

"Don't worry."

Ryan had a gentle smile on his face, and his body slowly floated up.

He gently stretched out his hand towards the sand below.

Buzz! ! !

A deafening buzzing sounded, and the vast sea of ​​magic burst out from Ryan's body.

Under the effect of magic, the sand below disappeared like ice and snow melting.

In just a moment, a huge pit appeared below.

While doing this, Ryan waved his empty hand at the Duoman beast.

The Duoman beast roared slightly, and its body was controlled to float up, and in the blink of an eye it was easily swept a thousand meters away.

The size of the pit below continued to grow, and the sand in the deeper part continued to melt, and continued to explore deeper.

Looking at this magnificent scene, the few people on the Duoman beast couldn't help but breathe more quickly.

Even though they had seen Ryan's tremendous power before, every time they saw him, they would feel a sense of worship.

Nature was an object of awe in their eyes, but in Ryan's hands, it seemed to be a plaything.

If the sand flow caused by the Sand King last time was the whisper of the desert, then the movement caused by Ryan this time was completely comparable to the roar of the desert.

"Cool, this is the ability that the protagonist should have." Ezreal whistled frivolously.

"Didn't you say that you are the protagonist?" Samira glanced at him.

"Hehe, His Majesty, the President of the Council, said that if there are really good things down there, they will guide us on a path to demigod." Ezreal's tone was full of longing.

"Look at your useless look, it's just a path, not directly becoming a demigod." Samira curled her lips slightly.

"What do you know, I'm the protagonist!" Ezreal straightened his chest.

As the two bickered and chatted, the pit formed by the emptying of the sand became larger and larger.

After a while, with the sound of stones rubbing against each other, as if some mechanism was triggered, a golden light rose up and formed a huge protective shield.

Wherever the golden light went, mud, sand, soil and rocks were swept away and turned into nothingness, and the aftermath spread outward.

Feeling the deadly threat from the golden light, Cassiopeia was slightly afraid:

"This should be the protective measure left by the Ascended God. Fortunately, we didn't trigger it last time."

"It should be that we haven't reached the conditions for it to trigger." Samira shrugged slightly.

This kind of thing is very common in Shurima. Some of the barriers set by the Ascended Gods allow weak people to pass through unimpeded, while strong people will be isolated.

Most people say that these weak people are not even qualified to be valued by the Ascended Gods.

Of course

Samira glanced at Ezreal who was observing carefully, and knew in her heart that it might be because of Ezreal's luck that they were able to enter the library without injury.

Ryan was suspended in mid-air, without any protection, and allowed the golden light below to sweep over him. Except for the slight flutter of his white robe, it had no effect on him.

"Is this your work? Other ascended gods should not be good at this kind of secret protection."

As his voice fell and echoed in the desert, before Ezreal and others could be surprised, a distant voice sounded beside him:

"It is indeed the barrier I made. So much time has passed without knowing it."

This distant voice then sighed, and then Nasus, holding an axe and wearing an ancient Shurima scholar's robe, appeared beside Ryan.

"You didn't try to find it? With your ability, you should be able to find it."

Ryan looked at the ancient Shurima buildings that were gradually coming to light below, with a hint of inquiry and curiosity in his words.

Nasus looked down with a complicated expression, shook his head slightly and said:

"Since some history has been buried, why should it be uncovered again? Shurima has perished."

"It is difficult to kill the Ascended Gods. Even if some of them have become Darkin, they still remember the glory of being Ascended Gods. Shurima has always been in your hearts." Ryan said calmly.

"Perhaps Your Majesty wants to completely uncover everything that has been buried by letting this library see the light of day?" Nasus' tone was complicated.

"I only have admiration and respect for the culture of ancient Shurima. Letting it see the light of day is just a deal with others." Ryan said slowly.

"Deal?"

Nasus's expression showed a trace of doubt. He did not think that there was anyone in the present who was qualified to trade with Ryan with the former Royal Library.

"Nasus, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still look so cowardly!"

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At this time, a heavy and stern voice sounded from the other side of Ryan.

Hearing this voice, Nasus's expression froze slightly, but he still subconsciously performed an ancient and complicated etiquette:

"Aatrox Glory Crown, it has been a long time since I saw your brilliance like the sun!"

"Glory Crown." Ryan smiled, "I read in a book that only the strongest few of the ascended gods are qualified to be given this title. Am I right, Nasus Glory Crown?"

"Compared with Aatrox Glory Crown, my brilliance is like fluorescent light." Nasus' words were full of humility.

As one of the oldest ascended gods, Aatrox is second only to the ascended Wuhou in terms of strength and prestige.

Compared to him, who was barely called the Glory Crown because the number of Ascended Gods was declining, Aatrox was a more respectable existence among the Ascended Gods.

He had never thought that Aatrox would be the one to trade with Ryan.

If there was another person in Shurima who was qualified to represent the Shurima Empire besides the first Ascended God, the Ascended Empress Setaka, then it was only Aatrox.

Aatrox's appearance here, coupled with his appearance that seemed to be eroded by the Darkin, made it difficult for Nasus not to think too much.

"Put away your thoughts, Nasus."

Aatrox flapped his huge wings, bringing up waves of air. He looked at Nasus indifferently:

"I don't know what you have been doing for thousands of years, but if you live like this, you are only insulting our honor."

"Aatrox, the Shurima Empire is gone!"

After hearing what Aatrox said, Nasus rarely showed a tough expression:

"My only mission now is to prevent the history of the empire from being buried by time. The past has disappeared, so why bother to force it."

"So you are a coward, Nasus!" Aatrox said fiercely, " Shurima has never perished, open your eyes and see. Even to this day, there are still people who remember the glory of us sinners. "

Aatrox stared at Nasus with his bright red eyes, exuding a creepy aura:

"If Shurima is no longer there, our glory has perished, then I will drag the world down with me. But there are still people who believe in the Ascended God and worship the greatness we once established. "

"If there is still one person in this world who remembers us and believes in us, I will fight to defend the honor and restore the glory. Nasus, if you want to stand in front of me, I will cut you first! "