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Chapter 135 Brothers
Wearing a black cloak, Nasus walked through the noisy market, turned around and walked towards the cracked city wall in the distance. The once majestic city walls of Rhema, this is more like a mound raised by farmers.

He strode through an archway, contemplating the piled ashlars on the gate, and the blood on the astrology wall guiding him back to Shurima, to find the heir to the empire with the blood of the Ascended.

This small town once belonged to Shurima, but after the tall city of the empire sank into the yellow sand, the people who lived here a thousand years later had already forgotten the name of the ancient country.

Nasus continued walking, and saw a temple on the edge of the city, and two stone statues stood at the gate of the temple.

Two warriors with beast heads.

A crocodile, a snarling jackal.

"It seems that the people living in this town have not completely forgotten their ancestors..." Nasus stood at the gate of the temple, staring at the small ancient Shurima altar restored by craftsmen inside the temple, using The brass imitation sun god disc is inlaid on the wall, and on the altar below are carved with stones two miniature warriors, standing together on the sacrificial altar, receiving the power of the Ascended One.

This is the most famous ascension ceremony in Shurima history, making two warriors gods at the same time.

There was memory in Nasus' eyes.

Scenes from the beginning came back to my mind; once I was a mortal, I was qualified to ascend, but because of emaciation, I couldn't climb up to the ascension platform alone, so my younger brother Renekton carried him all the time to send him to the ascension platform. At the peak, when the sun reached its peak, the divine power of the sun disc began to inject into his body.

Ascension is a transformation, it is also a tribulation and test, and it will face the risk of failure.

Nasus felt great pain, and his vitality was constantly draining away. He could already foresee the end of failure, so he begged Renekton to let him go and face the scorching sun alone, but Renekton shook his head as a mortal. The body said the last sentence.

"I will be with you until the end of my life. Even if it is hell, I will go together."

Then, a miracle happened, the power of the sun god disc began to soften, injecting active vitality into him, and he and Renekton became the Ascendant.

The words Renekton said at that time had been etched in his heart for thousands of years.

"Rekton, my beloved brother..." Nasus felt an irresistible sense of guilt welling up in his heart. For thousands of years, he had been asking himself whether he had done something wrong, "If I had made a mistake with I was the one who was sealed underground together with Xerath, and you will not become the crazy butcher you are today."

"I made you this way... I will bring back that graceful and heroic Renekton, even if it costs me my life."

Nasus's claws lightly brushed against the stone warrior on the stone platform in front of him, and suddenly he felt the ground under his feet tremble.

A ray of blue light flashed on the surface of the disc in front of him, reflecting to the distant scene.

He turned around and saw at the end of the horizon, a large amount of smoke and dust flew up, and in the smoke and dust, countless spear points and armor reflected crystal bright spots.

This is a barbarian army, but it does not come from a tribe, as can be seen from the various totems they hold aloft.

Such a group of people should have fought as soon as they met, but at this moment they became very orderly.

Nasus frowned, feeling that a huge will was guiding them. He stretched out his claws to touch the changes in the magic factor in the air, and a metallic smell came out of his mouth.

This will is very familiar...

Almost in an instant, Nasus' eyes widened, and blazing anger burned in his eyes.

A revived magical power floats in the distant sky. It is a spirit body with surging dark energy. Its body is wrapped with iron chains and fragments of an ancient sarcophagus. Its eyes seem to pass through the endless distance, and it looks at Nasus with.

Rebel of Shurima, destroyer of an ancient empire, responsible for the destruction of Renekton...

"Zeras!"

Nasus almost screamed the name out of his chest.

The sky poured flames down.

The energy with blue flames flew out from Xerath's outstretched arms, like a huge boulder thrown by a trebuchet, and landed in the market behind Nasus, bursting like a meteor, bursting into a fiery glow. flames.

Countless mortals died crying, and in the hurricane, Xerath's vicious laughter was so piercing.

"We meet again, Nasus." Xerath floated above the town, letting the flames fall and consume the mortal inhabitants: "I can smell the blood of Shurima running in them, which is unpleasant. "

"Xerath, you bastard!"

"I've been looking for you for a long time... The reunion after a thousand years is so touching that I want to cry." Xerath's voice was like honey, the same as when he was a mortal, "You coward, you know that you If you can't defeat me, you will imprison me and your dear brother underground for a thousand years..."

Nasus's eyebrows twitched wildly, and his anger had already begun to blaze: "I will let you go back underground... No, this time, I will kill you!"

Hearing the other party's words, the flame on Xerath's body burned brighter, and then began to shake, as if laughing wildly: "Back then you had a beloved brother to help, now, tell me, there is Renekton by your side ?"

"Don't mention his name." Nasus gritted his teeth.

"Do you know what he looks like now?" Xerath laughed extremely gloomyly. "A noble and elegant warrior has become a mad butcher whose mind is only to avenge his brother. Hehe... What an interesting scene."

Xerath floated down, his limbs bursting with tongues of fire, and he floated in all directions like fireflies. The mortal residents ran away screaming in panic. This is a duel between gods.

"Your power should belong to Azir," Nasus slowly drew out his battle axe, "You are not chosen by the sun, shameless thief!"

"Neither Renekton...but he ascended too."

"You are not worthy to mention his name!" Nasus roared. "He is the guardian of Shurima, with supreme glory! And you are just a traitor, even if it is just spoken from your mouth, it will defile him. This honor!"

"Your brother is weak... You probably already knew it," Xerath drifted closer, his eyes narrowed into a vicious arc: "He collapsed much faster than I thought, I just told him, You locked him in the dark, left him and his enemies to fend for themselves, and then he went mad."

"I repeated your betrayal to your brother over and over, and I made up some lies to convince him that you locked him up because of jealousy. Then he started cursing, howling and swearing to me All your limbs are torn off."

Nasus was already silent, raising his battle axe.

He knew Xerath wanted to piss him off, and apparently, Xerath did.

"Originally, I wanted to see the scene of brothers killing each other; I wanted to let the desert butcher use his claws to peel off every piece of flesh on your body, but now, I have to change my plan." Xerath seemed very He sighed regretfully: "Azir has woken up, I can't let you go back alive to join him."

"You're scared," Nasus said deadpan.

"Yes," Xerath nodded and admitted, "I'm afraid there will be a miracle. Azir and you may really be able to seal me again. So, I decided to kill you before that."

Nasus frowned. In the last duel, both Renekton and himself were at the peak of strength, and they would barely defeat the traitor in front of him. Now, he was the only one facing him, facing that terrifying power.

Do I really stand a chance?
"The last time you faced me, your brother stood by your side," Xerath liked to talk in front of others, even in front of his own enemies, and he approached Nasus, dripping liquid from his fingertips. Flame, the words revealed extreme sarcasm: "This time, is there any more?"

It was silent, the mortal residents had fled far away, and the barbarians were chasing and killing them.

In the empty town, only Nasus stood opposite Xerath.

The silence is chilling.

"some."

Suddenly a voice came from afar, Nasus's pupils constricted, and the voice shook his body violently.

Violent black anger filled the air, and a pair of golden pupils lit up.

"Xerath, what are you going to do to my brother?"

(End of this chapter)