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Chapter 141 Gods

Sivir's face was ugly.

Naturally, it was impossible for her to agree to Azir's request. Compared with inheriting the throne, having a child was more difficult for her to accept.

She has lived in the shadow of swords and swords all her life, but now she is required to conceive children like a mortal woman and end her past life.

"Impossible!" Sivir resolutely refused, "I will never agree to your request!"

"Then there is nothing to say..." Azir said indifferently, looking at the yellow sand under his feet: "As the blood of the emperor, sometimes, you have to make some decisions that go against your will."

"Today's incident will soon spread throughout the continent." Renekton said, "Even if you refuse to inherit the throne, your identity has been tightly tied to Shurima, and many people with evil intentions will If you are eyeing you for various reasons, you will never have peace."

"Fight against the whole world..." Renekton paused, and then said in a decisive tone: "This is the fate that the descendants of the Shurima royal family cannot escape."

Sivir felt his mind was in a mess.

It was difficult for her to accept the change of her identity in such a short period of time, and it was also difficult for her to accept Azir's proposal.

But what Renekton said was indeed the truth, Shurima reappeared, and the eyes staring here must not be limited to Noxus and Demacia.

In order to prevent Shurima from re-ruling the mainland, the gods who have been lurking for thousands of years will take action in person.

"Now, even if the mainland is declared, Shurima has no desire to re-rule, and they will not believe it..." Renekton is very clear about the position of Valoran continent to Shurima, "The hegemony! Shurima cannot be removed This title."

Azir stared into Sivir's eyes, panted slowly, and wondered if he had put too much pressure on her?
After all, before she knew her identity, she was just a mercenary, and it was normal for her to find it difficult to accept the earth-shaking changes in her fate in a short period of time.

"I'll give you some time to think about it..." Azir didn't see any change on his face: "Give me an answer as soon as possible."

……

Freljord.

The icy cold wind covers this plain all year round. Most of the tribes living in this area are fierce by nature, and the harsh environment has created natural warriors.

On the ice field in the extreme north, a tall white giant bear stood upright, with very indifferent eyes.

It is the leader of the Freljord tribe of bearmen, an ancient god who has awakened the power of lightning.

It used to have a name called Volibear, but more people called it Thunder Roar.

It is the absolute power owner on this ice sheet, but it is not the ruler.

For there are several gods in the Freljord, equally powerful.

The whistling wind in the ear was mixed with the sound of clanging iron objects. Looking at the foot of the mountain ahead, it hesitated for a moment, then strode forward.

It soon came to the foot of the mountain.

This is an extinct volcano.

The magma inside has already solidified, only a cave at the foot of the mountain is still faintly revealing fire and warmth.

The sound of iron clashing became louder and louder.

But when its footsteps stepped outside the cave, the sound inside the cave suddenly stopped.

a long time.

A voice came from the cave.

"Volibear, are you still alive?"

The giant bear frowned, and in the face of this obviously provocative sentence, it chose peace extremely abnormally.

"Aoun, I have something important to ask you, and I don't want to start a war with you."

A sarcastic smile came from the cave, accompanied by the sound of rumbling footsteps.

A burly man came out, the devil-like giant horns on his head were particularly eye-catching, and the majestic power of his body was released, showing that he was also a god.

Through the dense beard and eyebrows, Ornn stared at the giant bear, and waved the hammer lightly in his hand: "Volibear, it seems that we have a hostile relationship? You came here because you want me to peel you off." Is the skin overwintering?"

"My brother," the giant bear clenched his fists, with thunder flashing beside him, and said indifferently, "You can't kill me. It has been proven many years ago. Even with the help of Ashe and that barbarian, you can't."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Aoun was eager to try the hammer.

"Shurima has reappeared." The giant bear did not continue to bicker with Ornn, but paused, and shared the information he collected with the other party: "Noxus and Demacia have been defeated, guess what? Where will they turn their gaze next?"

Ornn's pupils shrank suddenly. Unlike the giant bear, he was not the leader of a tribe, but lived somewhere alone, so he didn't know much about the changes in the outside world.

"The Freljord doesn't have any resources worthy of their attention..." Ornn thought for a while, "Even a thousand years ago, the emperor of Shurima didn't turn his attention to this place."

"But they have this strength..." The giant bear gasped: "Think about it, Shurima was a terrifying existence thousands of years ago, and it is very easy to conquer the Freljord. We cannot Put your own destiny on the preferences of others."

"You created the Freljord Icefield, and you don't want to see it destroyed, do you?"

Ornn didn't speak.

"Ashe's man, that barbarian from the north, his tribe was slaughtered by the fallen Ascendants of Shurima, and he had no power to resist." The giant bear grinned, pointing to a place far away with his fingertips. Direction: "Ascenders are equivalent to gods, and even have stronger power than gods, there is no doubt about it."

"What are you trying to say?" Ornn asked, frowning.

"If Shurima is allowed to calm down again and continue to grow, they can create dozens of Ascenders at any time and re-form the army of god warriors." The giant bear said very seriously: "At that time, you and I will only be A piece of meat on their cutting board."

"Don't think that your status as a god is so noble in the eyes of Shurima," the thunder beside the giant bear fluctuated violently: "They have hunted and killed many demigods and gods."

"You want me to go with you to the remote Shurima desert, and let the yellow sand flood the ancient city of Shurima again?" Aoun has already figured out the purpose of the giant bear: "How many of them are there?"

"There are three Ascenders." The giant bear said, "Azir has been resurrected, and there are two other famous guys."

Some kind of bad premonition faintly welled up in Ornn's heart.

"Brothers Renekton and Nasus?"

"Yes."

Ornn gritted his teeth, "The two of us can't face the three Ascended, Renekton and Nasus are very difficult to deal with."

"I know... so, we need to contact more people, not... more gods." The giant bear said seriously.

"Perhaps we have to face more than three ascenders," Ornn raised his head and turned his gaze to the sky.

A scarlet figure flapped its wings and flew over, holding a ferocious and sharp long sword in its hand, and rushed towards the distance.

"That is, Darkborn Sword Demon!"

The giant bear frowned, "Is it returning to Shurima too?"

(End of this chapter)