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Chapter 140 Having a Child

The Yellow Sand Territory of Shurima is already littered with corpses, and the coalition forces of Noxus and Demacia obviously no longer have the power to fight again.

Renekton stared at the enchantress in the crowd. She was surrounded by a layer of magic barrier and was not affected by the killing array.

She looked at the approaching figure of the ascendant in horror, her heart beating violently.

She hadn't felt fear for a long time.

But this time, she fell into hell.

lost.

so miserable.

There is not even room for resistance, and there is even no chance to activate the backhands laid down.

"The result shouldn't be like this." Yao Ji's face was pale, and the hand that was holding the staff tightly was trembling.

Renekton shook his head, not interested in discussing things like prophecies with her, stretched out its giant claws, and pinched the enchantress' head.

Cutting grass and roots, clearing tactics has always been Shurima's combat style.

Renekton could keep low-level soldiers who were unable to fight back alive, but he absolutely wouldn't allow this obviously important figure in front of him to survive.

Shurima has just recovered, and it wants to put an end to any foreseeable crisis.

……

"I've already decided," Sivir said suddenly, with a very firm tone: "I will not accept your position as heir."

Azir was very indifferent, and asked, "Why?"

Sivir pointed to the corpses all over the mountains and fields, her face was pale, and the compelling smell of blood made her a little suffocated, "I can't do it."

Azir was silent for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at Sivir, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

"Thousands of years of separation have stopped your blood from boiling..." Azir said lightly, panting, "I can't survive for long."

When the words fell to the ground, Sivir was a little dazed.

The Ascendant has almost unlimited life, but why did Azir say that he could not survive for a long time?

"You should be able to tell that I am different from Renekton and Nasus." Azir stared at the sky, "Brother Renekton obtained the power of the protoss through the Sun God Disk during his lifetime, and he has a physical body, so he can live forever , without the influence of countless sun god disks; and I was resurrected and reshaped by the sun god disk, so it is the sustenance of my body, and when it collapses, I will also dissipate together."

Sivir finally understood clearly why Azir's body always had an inexplicable ethereal feeling in his sight, completely different from Renekton, as if it would disappear at any moment.

"There are many strong people on this continent. Even ascended ones cannot be invincible." Azir panted, and he remembered the Celestial Legion that once traversed the continent, and there was also a record of death in the battle: "The Freljord also has gods, and the most mysterious Mount Targon... There are still many threats we have to face."

Renekton finished cleaning up, and the surviving soldiers began to flee in all directions. He did not pursue and kill them, and these stragglers were not a threat.

"There is also the Celestial Warrior Legion who used to be Shurima Ascendants..." Renekton said, remembering the battle that almost destroyed the continent, "The land of nothingness was opened, and a large number of evil creatures invaded Valoran. The warriors experienced countless years of hard work before re-sealing them, but at the same time, the warriors of the gods were infected with the attack of nothingness and turned into fallen gods."

"It seems to be called... By the way, Darkborn."

Renekton thought for a moment before saying the title.

"They are eroded by the breath of the void, becoming more crazy and easy to kill, possessing the combat power of gods and the ferocity of wild beasts. Shurima once collapsed, and the god warrior army that lost the emperor's rule began to be chaotic. These fallen In order to fight for power, the god warriors plundered the royal heirs and fought against each other; in the confrontation, many people of Shurima were killed."

"If Xerath's betrayal started the source of the collapse of the Shurima Empire, then the war between these fallen Ascendants for power is the deadliest follow-up."

Nasus walked over suddenly, remembering what he had seen and heard during his travels, and said: "I have seen some pictures with my own eyes, the darkborn have not disappeared, there are traces of their actions; in the wasteland, the darkin slaughtered a tribe. "

Nather paused.

"It's Aatrox. I can see traces of him from the corpse... By the way, he doesn't have that name anymore. Others call him... Darkborn Sword Demon."

Azir closed his eyes again.

Although Noxus and Demacia can no longer pose a threat to Shurima, Azir knows very well that on this continent, it is not these mortal kingdoms that can destroy Shurima, but those with ancient inheritance The presence.

Targon, the Freljord, they all have gods with the same power as the Ascended.

By the way, there are also those fallen god warriors...

Once Shurima's most powerful armament, now it has become a mad devil, wandering the shadows of Valoran.

Azir wasn't sure if they remembered Shurima, which was also a threat.

"I can't guarantee that the Sun God Disk will shine forever. If it collapses, I will disappear too, and Shurima will fall into chaos again." Azir paused, turned to look at Sivir, "If you insist on not If you are willing to succeed, I can respect your choice, but I have one condition."

Sivir's face turned pale.

"What conditions?"

"A child." Renekton said, this is the result of his discussion with Azir, "A child with the blood of the Shurima royal family, we are responsible for raising him, educating him, and teaching him how to become a child." A qualified emperor."

Nasus nodded.

Azir didn't speak.

Sivir's expression is wonderful...

Shocked, embarrassed, and a little unbelievable.

"Child? Where can I find you a child with the blood of the royal family of Shurima?" Sivir couldn't turn his mind for a while, "Wait...you mean, you won't let me have one?"

"You are my only descendant." Azir said slowly, "If you don't want to inherit my throne, this is the only way you can get relief."

Sivir was dumbfounded. In the first 20 years of her life, although she was a mercenary and dared to do anything for money, this was the first time she heard such a request.

Give birth to... give birth to a child?

Sivir's eyebrows twitched wildly, glaring at Renekton and Azir.

"Let's make a decision." Renekton looked at Sivir with a half-smile: "Whether you choose to inherit the throne yourself, or give birth to a child and let him replace you as the emperor of Shurima."

Duan De looked Sivir up and down, and said with a wretched smile: "Well... If this girl wants a child, I can help you a little... After all, I am the only one among us. A living person. If the girl doesn't dislike it, the Daoist will be wronged, anyway, we are friends, and if you suffer a little, you will suffer a little! Put a quilt on it, and let's have a hard time!"

Sivir gritted her teeth and stared at Duan De for a long time.

"Fuck you uncle!"

(End of this chapter)