He Comes From the Void

The fire and rain that fell from the sky scorched every inch of land in the Dawn Oasis, turning the brand new capital into a scorched ruin in the blink of an eye. The sand soldiers summoned by Azir all turned into piles of molten glass under the unimaginably high temperature.

Xerath, who caused all this, was floating in the air, laughing at Azir's incompetence.

Azir landed on the devastated land, and behind him was the disc of the sun covering the sky.

"You still don't know what power I gained from the Ascension Ritual. I am the emperor of Shurima, and Dawn Oasis is the emperor's capital. The whole city has risen because of my power, and I need to restore her What is so difficult? As long as I am on this land, I will not lose!"

As soon as the words fell, every inch of the land illuminated by the sunlight reflected by the sun disk began to be reshaped, and it was completely new in a blink of an eye. The phalanx of sand soldiers rose against the wind again, aimed their spears at Xerath in the air, and then shot in unison.

The gun formation was filled with darkness, covering the sky and the sun, covering Xerath.

I saw that Xerath's body emitted a light that was more violent than the sun disc, and the heat wave swept in. The tip of the gun gradually softened into pulp in the fire of the witch spirit, and was blown away by the Foehn.

But Azir's ability is not as simple as forming an army from the sand. His ability is to control the yellow sand, and the desert is his home field. He waved his staff blade, and the sand soldier phalanx on the parade ground on the river bank exploded into a cloud of flying dust in an instant, and then there was a faint whirring of wings from it.

Amidst the snarl, there were desert falcons screaming out of the dust cloud. Each of them was extremely brave, just like their master.

Under Azir's command, these sand falcons rushed into the sky, and under the scorching sun, they formed a circular sandstorm around Xerath. Then, he launched an attack on Xerath without fear of death.

They are not creatures with souls, they are created to destroy the enemy.

Xerath felt the pain of being pecked by the claws and beaks immediately, and the pain would last forever. Countless sand falcons passed through his heart, and Xerath was like a narrow bottle mouth that had to bear a huge hourglass. The sand that crazily drilled through his body was about to burst him.

This pain reminded him of Shurima's ancient burial method. Only those rich and powerful dignitaries were allowed to build mausoleums and sleep forever after death, nailed into decaying coffins. And these slaves can only be thrown into the wilderness and eaten by vultures and hyenas.

In this regard, those slave owners also took a nice name, called sand burial or sky burial.

Shurima is such an empire built on the bloody backs of slaves; slave owners enjoy the cruel exploitation of slaves, and slaves have no other names except what the master wants to give them

Slave masters use slaves, let them learn various skills, and reward them with suffering. Consume their flesh until they are gone. When you've taken them to the extreme and lost all value, just toss them aside.

Although Azir was not such a person, his arrogance was no different from that of the greatest slave owner.

These deep-seated resentments ignited Xerath's hatred, and he realized that the Sun Disc was Azir's source of power, and that the Sun Disc must be destroyed in order to defeat him.

Wu Ling's body emitted dazzling light again, like a star bursting. Within a breath after the impact of the invisible magic, the sand falcons covering the sky and the sun were all ignited with white flames in an instant.

The sandstorm suddenly turned into a vortex of flames, the sky seemed to be on fire, and burning feathers fell like a rain of fire.

But in this rain of fire, there was a pair of wings that were not ignited. They were a pair of dragon wings, but they grew on the back of the person.

Obscured by the rain of fire pouring from the sky, Xerath thought it was another Ascended from the Shurima Empire. Flying over their heads.

But the size of the things in front of him didn't seem right, leaving aside the pair of dragon wings, he was only the size of an ordinary person, even smaller than Xerath himself. When Xerath raised his hand, intending to shoot him down with a scorching ray, the man abruptly flew out of his field of vision by virtue of his sudden acceleration.

When Xerath found him again, the other party had already attacked him.

Xerath felt an impact force no less than being slashed by Nasus' great ax on his shoulder, and he was immediately knocked away by the huge force, turning into a flaming meteor and falling to the ground.

He was wrapped in a pair of sharp claws, adjusted his posture in the air, and both fell into the moat.

They sank to the bottom of the river, and the turbulent river flooded in, reacting violently with the burning flames on Xerath's body, producing a large amount of water vapor, and suppressing his spiritual fire at the same time. But from the perspective of void vision, Xerath's body is still as bright as day, dazzling like a star.

Even though he was sealed in the water, Xerath's body was still exuding terrifyingly high temperatures, and the void skin armor was adapting to this temperature, constantly improving its tolerance.

He continued to grab the chains on Xerath's body with both arms, and at the same time, some smooth tentacles formed by void energy drilled out from the bottom of the river, tightly entangled Xerath's torso and limbs, and began to suck vigorously The huge magical power in his body.

These are all the traps that Kahn hid at the bottom of the river with Kai'Sa and set them up with void magic. In order to avoid the fire rain that splashed all over the city under Xerath's rage, they hid in the river from the beginning. And he planned to wait until the critical moment of the battle between Xerath and Azir before coming out to make a final decision.

But the dark power of Xerath has grown beyond imagination after thousands of years.

"The power of Xerath survives because of these chains. We have to destroy these chains to reveal his true weakness." Karn said to Kai'Sa who was swimming close.

She began to try to cut the chain with the blade of her fist, and when the chain snapped, pieces of the sarcophagus fell off with it. Xerath tried to resist, but was held firmly by Karn's hands. His magic was also suppressed, and an inexplicable nothingness seemed to penetrate into his mind, making him even forget how to resist.

The two tore apart the chains and sarcophagus that held Xerath in place, and now he was no longer human, but a vortex of arcane energies, ascension and dark sorcery.

After feeling that it was almost done, Kahn began to reach out to Xerath's energy core, and the terrifying high temperature in the center of the vortex caused his second skin to shrink immediately. Kahn hastily withdrew his hand, clenched his fist for a while and let it go helplessly.

To devour Xerath's magic, more preparations are needed.