Chapter 358 A Corner of History Revealed

"Why are you here? Aatrox Crown!" Nasus said in a serious tone.

He had no intention of clashing with Aatrox, but if the other party was going to do something impulsive, he had to stop him.

Aatrox was about to sneer, but Ryan gave him the answer:

"Open this place related to the demise of Shurima and find the truth of what happened that year."

Hearing Ryan's calm words, Nasus frowned and turned to Aatrox:

"Does the truth of that year really matter?"

"This will mean who I will fight for!"

Aatrox's tone was unquestionable. He didn't say anything more, and the wings behind him spread out and whistled down.

Ryan kept a smile on his face. After nodding slightly to Nasus with a complicated expression, he took a few steps in the air and caught up with Aatrox.

"Who to fight for"

Nasus repeated Aatrox's words with a wry smile on his face.

The meaning of this sentence made him think of many things.

But ah.

The empire has perished. Is it really meaningful to fight for the people or for the emperor?

He let out a long sigh, and his figure slowly descended, following the two people in front of him and floating down.

Since his previous arrangement accidentally allowed this place to survive, he also had the obligation to protect it.

After the three entered the library, the people on the multi-slow behemoth looked at each other.

"Cassiopeia, do you think we should go down too?" Ezreal asked hesitantly.

He didn't ask Samira. With the temperament of that crazy woman, she must want to go down desperately.

As early as the beginning of the adventure with Ryan, he knew that there was no fun in the adventure with Ryan. The other party was like a leisurely stroll in the garden anywhere.

What's more, the other two guys who didn't look like humans were not simple goods from the breath.

If you want to describe it accurately, he always felt that 100 Draven brothers couldn't beat those two people, and they might even be killed instantly.

"We just need to wait and see. Bring His Majesty here, and our work will be over."

Cassiopeia sat down and began to read the book, but from her frequent glances down, her heart was obviously not as calm as it looked.

She had understood a truth since she was a child: if you don't have the ability and status, don't try to force yourself into the upper circle, which will only bring disaster to yourself.

"Okay, then we'll rest here and wait for His Majesty to come out." Ezreal finalized the final plan.

Ryan didn't look for them, which meant that there was no need for a guide, and they would be a hindrance if they went.

Buzz!!!

Suddenly, the library that had reappeared in the sun suddenly lit up with a golden holy light.

Nasus knelt on one knee at the stone door of the ancient building, reciting the ancient Shurima text in his mouth, as if he was praying.

"In ancient Shurima, is there a special ceremony for entering the library?"

Ryan looked at Nasus's priest-like behavior, listened to the other party chanting the hymn praising the ancient Shurima Empire, and a trace of curiosity appeared on his face.

Aatrox folded his wings, stepped on the ground, snorted coldly and said:

"It's just a pretense. Instead of showing nostalgia when seeing the memories, it's better to do something meaningful."

Listening to Aatrox's words and looking at Nasus's behavior, Ryan couldn't help but smile.

The two remaining Ascended Gods have different understandings of their feelings for their homeland.

Nasus didn't want to restore the glory of the past at all. He just wanted to protect the existing history and prevent the traces of ancient Shurima from disappearing in the long river of history.

On the contrary, when Aatrox knew that there were still people who remembered the glory of the Ascended God, he chose to give up his thoughts of annihilation and destruction, and regained full consciousness with glory as the anchor.

Now Aatrox is still the Ascended God praised by ancient Shurima. He is sticking to the glory of the past with his actions.

Click. Click.

After Nasus finished praying, the stone of the library slowly opened to the edge.

From where Ryan was, there was a short corridor behind the door.

When the door was opened, the lampposts on the corridor also lit up with golden flames.

Gold and the sun were revered as the highest things in ancient Shurima, and they were the beliefs they worshiped.

This is similar to the meaning of red, black and magic to Noxus today, and they are all forms of style that the country has.

After the stone door opened, Aatrox took the lead and walked in, followed by Ryan and Nasus.

After walking through that small corridor, a gentle golden light suddenly shot down from the ceiling, illuminating the entire room.

Looking up, there was a rotating golden light ball in the sky, providing light for the entire library.

The entire library has a circular structure and a large area, with ten floors up and down.

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

The walls of each floor are filled with books, densely spread throughout the library.

Except for the first floor, the central area of ​​each floor was empty, allowing the light from the sky to illuminate every corner.

There was no staircase connecting the entire library, only a platform that looked like a magical creation in the center of the first floor.

Even without special analysis, Ryan could tell that it was an elevator for ordinary people.

Not all the ancient Shurima royal family were extraordinary people. Even throughout history, only a few emperors were qualified to ascend. Most of them were just ordinary people.

"The library is well preserved. All the books collected by Azir during his lifetime are here." Nasus said.

"Azir? Huh." Aatrox looked at the books around him and said with a mocking look on his face, "I'm afraid Azir doesn't even know what books are here. This is more like Xerath's private library."

Faced with Aatrox's mockery, Nasus fell silent.

Aatrox glanced at him and walked towards the bookshelf not far away:

"I don't know how you became a university scholar. I didn't agree with Azir's ascension ceremony from the beginning. It was you who promised me that he would be the best ruler after Setaka, so I reluctantly agreed."

He took a book from the bookshelf, casually waved away some protective measures left by its owner, and opened it to read.

"Look at what's written here, the research and disassembly of the ascension process. Azir wouldn't do such a thing, and you don't have the brains to do it. This can only be the research of Xerath."

Walking to this bookshelf and taking this book was not a casual act of Aatrox.

With the perception of several of them, any book with energy fluctuations could not escape their eyes.

The one in his hand was the one with the heaviest traces of magic in the first layer, and the most stringent protection measures left by its owner.

But before Xerath ascended, he was just an ordinary mage, and in their eyes, he was at most a slightly larger ant.

Even with his strongest protection, not to mention how much it has been worn away after so many years, even in his heyday, it could not withstand a casual wave of Aatrox.

He just flipped a few pages and threw it to Ryan.

"They are all yours. I just want to know if there are any traces left by those people here."

Instead of trying to understand the content above, it is better to ask directly.

What's more, the books here are originally part of the transaction.