LOL: Let me touch your steel

Oh no, I'm not even a Shuriman, I'm just a Voidman.

Zhang Xu scratched his head, suddenly feeling the situation was tricky.

Looking at Poppy's determined eyes that showed she would not give up until she achieved her goal, Zhang Xu sighed deeply: "You have found the wrong person. I am not some peerless hero of Demacia."

Of course, I can lead Demacia to glory, but in a different form.

Zhang Xu declined Poppy's request, but the short Yodel remained stubborn:

"If you pick up the hammer, I will know whether you are the one or not. You have no say."

Bobby shook his head and added, "Only the hammer has the final say."

"This hammer... doesn't seem to be a big deal."

Lulu couldn't help but reach out and stroke the exquisite patterns on the holy hammer - even after hundreds of years, the patterns on the holy hammer were still clear.

It was hard for her to imagine that a Yodel would choose such a thing as his weapon.

Zhang Xu shook his head helplessly. He didn't intend to waste any more time talking to Bobby and simply picked up the holy hammer in front of him.

The weight was about the same as Zhang Xu had expected. To him, it was no different from a stone on the roadside. However, if a mortal were to pick it up, it would be very difficult, let alone being able to move freely to lift it.

The result did not seem to develop in the direction Bobby expected. When Zhang Xu grasped the holy hammer and raised it up, nothing unusual happened, as if he was just lifting an ordinary hammer.

But the truth was not so - Zhang Xu could clearly feel that this holy hammer had been imbued with some kind of magic power, or it might have been contaminated after long-term use. This magic power seemed to be attached to the weapon itself, but in fact, this energy was still surging.

Zhang Xuke couldn't guarantee what would happen when he held it.

He only knew that even if this holy hammer really suited him, he would not choose to use this weapon.

Firstly, it's not used, and secondly, it's... too ugly.

Zhang Xu used the characteristics of nothingness to isolate himself from the holy hammer, and at the same time, Bobby showed a hint of disappointment.

The person in front of him is also not a suitable person to use the Holy Hammer.

"excuse me."

Bobby's expression darkened instantly.

Seeing this, Zhang Xu's lips couldn't help but move.

Why do I feel that this kid is a bit pitiful?

Although Poppy possessed great fortitude, she lacked confidence and self-esteem, so she never realized that she might be the hero Oren described.

As she said in her lines: I'm not a hero, I'm just a Yodel with a hammer.

Chapter 354 The Legion of Gods!

Noxus, the wasteland outside the Immortal Bastion.

In the tent, Leblanc stared at the two people in front of her with a cold face and said sternly: "At this point, why are you still hesitating? If you don't choose to ask for help, Noxus will completely cease to exist!"

Looking at Swain's current miserable condition and the tiredness on Darius' face, LeBlanc felt a little regretful.

She had never expected that this war would be lost so quickly and so completely.

In just a few days, the Undead army led by Mordekaiser captured everything in the Immortal Fortress. More than half of the hundreds of thousands of troops in Noxus were killed or wounded, and even the members of her society suffered heavy casualties. Years of operation were almost destroyed.

In just a few days, the entire Immortal Fortress was lost!

If other armies in Noxus had not arrived in time, they would have had a chance to continue resisting here, but by now half of Noxus would probably have been lost.

Darius sat at the table with a gloomy face and did not speak.

He really wanted to scold Leblanc loudly, and wanted to stand up and tell her that the war was not over yet...but unfortunately, he couldn't say such words.

For several days, he had been working almost non-stop to stop all kinds of resistance. He had tried almost every possible way, but he could only slightly delay the offensive of the undead army. Although he had gathered his soldiers again, facing such an enemy, the outcome was already doomed.

Darius couldn't help but look at Swain standing beside him.

At this time, Swain was sitting in his seat with a pale face. His originally strong face was covered with circles of thick gauze, almost covering his entire face. Many parts of his body were also wrapped in gauze. He clearly revealed a sense of weakness.

Faced with such an enemy, Swain made the most wrong decision - he never imagined that the demon in him had once been imprisoned by Mordekaiser.

He was no match for Mordekaiser at all. If Ram had not been unwilling to be imprisoned again and rescued him from the battlefield at the critical moment, he might have died under Mordekaiser's hammer.

But even so, he was still in a coma for several days and only woke up today.

After a long silence, Swain finally raised his head slowly. The severe pain made Swain stay calmer than ever before. "So, who do you want to ask for help?"

"Do you think Demacia and Ionia will choose to help us? Or... ask for help from the Freljord?"

"Shurima, call for help from Shurima!"

Leblanc answered with extraordinary certainty. She had already thought of the answer several days ago.

No nation or federation is more suitable than Shurima.

To them, the undead army in Shurima was helpless...it was nothing in front of that person. Perhaps only Mordekaiser could cause them some trouble.

After listening to LeBlanc's answer, Swain, who had already guessed it in his heart but was just instinctively rejecting it and unwilling to face it, remained silent.

Once upon a time, Noxus tried to invade that vast desert and expand its territory.

But now it has come to a critical moment where Noxus must rely on others to survive. It's really... ironic!

Swain subconsciously touched his arm, but this time, the demon Ram did not respond to him.

He closed his eyes weakly and said softly, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Swain knew that once this decision was made, the Noxus of the past would no longer exist.

But...it's better than death.

......

"Noxus's call for help...how interesting."

Azir couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly, feeling inexplicably happy in his heart.

Of course, his joy was not directed at the letter for help; his joy came from the people in the audience.

Aatrox and Nasus stood in the front on the left and right, followed by dozens of Ascended ones including Varus, Yasuo, Ibalos, Riven, etc.

Although it is still less than one-tenth of Shurima's heyday, Azir believes that as long as he and the Sun Priests work together, Shurima will eventually prosper!

Azir gradually came back to his senses, and his eyes naturally fell on Nasus.

Zhang Xu is away all year round, and Aatrox is unwilling to get involved in too many things other than commanding the Legion of Gods. The person he trusts most is still this rare wise man.

“This is a great opportunity... a great opportunity to expand Shurima’s territory. Noxus is now broken, and its army is losing ground to Mordekaiser’s undead hordes. If we can defeat Mordekaiser, Noxus will be ours.”

“Although the territory of Noxus has become extremely barren due to the Rune War, as long as we can take over there, we can use it as a springboard to conquer more distant places.”

"Everything is based on winning, and winning quickly. If something is lost, the Noxians might have other thoughts that they shouldn't have."

As he spoke, Nasus tilted his head and looked up at Aatrox.

"Mordekaiser... this name sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it."

Aatrox shook his head first, then took a step forward and grinned, a mad smile on his face. Although he had restored his former body, his time as a darkin still affected his personality and habits to a certain extent.

"The Heavenly God Army has been reorganized. Although the number of people is a little less, it is enough to deal with the current situation."

"A mere army of undead... I will hack and slash their filthy bodies! Cut and chop them up! I will baptize Shurima with my blood!"

"Okay! In that case, Aatrox, you will lead the army of gods and make sure to eliminate Mordekaiser!"

"Nasus, you are responsible for delivering the message to Zhang Xu. I believe he will be very interested in this matter."

Azir made the decision in just a few words, and just smiled unconsciously when talking about Zhang Xu.

Almost all the god-warriors have come out. Except for Renekton who is responsible for guarding Bilgewater, Kassadin and Nasus who stay in the imperial capital, all the ascended ones will follow Aatrox to Noxus.

As long as we can take over Noxus and use Noxus as a springboard, everything in the entire Runeterra will be within our grasp!

The glory of Shurima will be spread to every corner of the world!

The Shurima Empire is eternal!

Chapter 355 Modkaiser: Danger!

Mordekaiser stood on the tall walls of the Immortal Bastion, looking down at everything below with almost intoxication.

In just a few days, the human army was driven out of the city, but his conquest was far from over. The whole of Noxus, the whole of Runeland, will welcome their true monarch!

I, Modkaiser, will eventually become the immortal king of this world!

Modkaiser narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. He no longer paid attention to the army stationed not far outside the city. In his opinion, the weak humans were no longer worthy of being his opponents.

Shurima...Freljord...and the Protoss.

Mordekaiser, who returned to the material realm, was not blindly arrogant. He had made up for a lot of mistakes recently. He knew that Shurima had reappeared and that he knew about the changes in Runeterra over the past thousands of years.

But he firmly believed that no one in this world could stop him.

nobody.

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Hundreds of thousands of Noxian troops were stationed in the wasteland, quietly waiting for orders from the central military tent.

The scorching hot weather made many generals in the tent sweat profusely and steam rise from the air. Even the scenery outside the tent seemed slightly distorted.

Noxian General Darius sat in the big tent, keeping silent about the discussions of the many generals around him. His face was calm and emotionless, as if he had facial paralysis.

Darius has maintained this expression ever since he decided to ask for help that day, and no one can tell how many emotions he is hiding in his heart.

After everyone discussed for a while, a deputy general ran over in a hurry. Without saying anything, he walked directly to Darius' side and whispered:

"General, there are strange noises coming from the city. The Undead Army seems to be making some moves. Look..."

Darius' eyelids twitched, but he couldn't be as resolute as he was last time. The previous fight with the undead army had frustrated him, and he even felt a little lost.

After a short silence, Darius said in a deep voice: "Everyone, it seems that there is no time for you to discuss further. The army of undead will attack again soon. Pass the order, the whole army should prepare for the battle!"

"Prepare all the weapons. As long as we can hold out until the reinforcements arrive, all the problems will be solved."

The generals looked at each other.