LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

"Arcana Pulse!" After confirming his position, Xerath didn't hesitate at all.

He faced Belvis, who was looking at him coldly, and raised his arms condensed with pure magical energy.

At this moment, Xerath's arcane body seemed to have turned into a glittering turret of light.

Vast magic power surged from his body, and instantly condensed into a dazzling pulse beam, bombarding towards Belvis, the void manta ray floating faintly above everyone's heads.

The originally pale purple sky was half white when illuminated by this blazing pulse beam.

The flying fish in the void that the beam swept along were all swallowed up by the light pillar in an instant, and then disintegrated and disappeared in the dazzling light.

However, such a powerful blow...

"Void Torrent!" Purple light flashed around Belvis, and the huge manta ray body jumped away as lightly as dancing.

Just like a fish swimming in the water, its posture is light and elegant, and its movements are flexible and swift.

She easily dodged Xerath's pulse beam with just such a slight dodge.

The blazing beam of light roared past Beilvis, and other than illuminating her huge and ferocious body, it never had any impact on her.

"Impact the magic ball!" Xerath saw this and fired another huge magic missile.

But Belvis just dodged his attack with ease!

"Eye of Destruction!"

Void torrent, flash.

"Arcane barrage!"

Void torrent, flash.

"..."

Xerath tried his best, but couldn't even touch the tail of Belvis's fish.

"Damn it!" He suddenly realized how powerful the enemy was.

As an ancient wizard who had successfully stolen the power of the ascended, not just any cat or dog could escape his long-range spell bombardment.

When Nasus and the Renekton brothers teamed up, they could only barely subdue him.

But the speed that Belvis showed just now was so fast that Xerath felt fear.

And this is just the beginning.

After dodging several of his bombardments, Belvis turned around as flexibly as a swimming fish, leading the flood-like swarm of void fish to swoop straight towards him.

"Soul-sucking strike!" Nasus took the lead and blocked the way with his giant axe.

"Tyrant strikes!" Renekton stared at his brother's back with red eyes, but in the end he stood side by side with Nasus and slashed at Belvis.

"Eye of the Storm!" Levi put a storm barrier on himself and rushed to the front row.

Although his divine power comes from sharing it with Janna, he is essentially just a humanoid pendant of the goddess Janna.

But as a summoner with a special bond with the goddess Janna, his body has already undergone qualitative changes under the tempering and baptism of the vast divine power, and has the same power as a god.

With Janna's shared magic power and this indestructible body, Levi is not without power to fight against Belvis.

He was unwilling to let Janna take the risk himself, so he rushed forward.

Janna was hiding safely behind Levi, Nasus, and Renekton, using the storm to help them.

Such a lineup is already powerful enough. Two celestial warriors, a demigod, and a demigod pendant with a divine body... Anywhere else they appear in Runeterra will cause a tremor.

However...

Pelvis's eyes were still terrifyingly calm.

She dived down as she was swept through the purple torrent, her figure instantly expanded in a circle, and her movements accelerated several times.

"Wan Zai Hao Yan!" Pelvis revealed her true form. Countless flying fish in the void roared and hissed at this moment. The entire purple ocean was boiling.

"Boom——" The torrent of void collided head-on with the storm.

Nasus' great axe, Renekton's great blade, and Levi's full-strength fist all collided heavily with Belvis' heavy bat wings that crashed sharply.

The air wave exploded like a tsunami, and the storm raged out of control with the two colliding parties as the center.

For a moment, the earth shook, the sky and the earth changed color, and even the yellow sand covering thousands of meters in radius was swept away by the aftermath of the impact, clearing a clearing for the gods who were fighting here.

"So strong..." Levi discovered worriedly that the four of them could only barely compete with Belvis at a close fight.

She knocked down Nasus and Renekton with one blow, knocked Levi away, and even withstood the fierce hurricane whipped up by Janna with all her strength, killing them with a single sword.

And the goal that Belvis is rushing towards is...

"Fuck!" (Old Shuriman)

"Why me?!" Seeing that he had become a target to help Nasus attract firepower, Xerath was itching with hatred.

At this time, I saw Belvis looking coldly at his extremely rare body of arcane energy, and said in that penetrating voice: "I like to eat something different."

Xerath: "..."

.............................

As the youngest and least favored prince, Azir was not destined for a great destiny.

In that lonely childhood when he was neglected by others, Xerath, this genius boy born as a slave, was his best friend.

In the long years that followed, Azir and Xerath grew up together, took care of each other, worked together, and fought side by side, and finally won the final victory in the dark and chaotic palace struggle.

Azir became the emperor of Shurima as he wished, but this also aroused conflicts between him and Xerath.

Xerath eagerly demanded that Azir fulfill his promise to abolish slavery and recognize him as his brother as promised.

Azir was certainly willing to do the same.

But things are not that simple.

The foundation of this empire was supported by the flesh and blood of slaves, and many nobles relied on forced labor to maintain their wealth and power.

Such a stubborn foundation cannot be overturned overnight. If Azir's plan is made public too early, it will definitely fall short.

Therefore, he did not reveal his plan to Xerath, but made various preparations in secret while expanding externally and accumulating military power and prestige.

Finally, many years later...

In the hands of Azir, the Empire gradually emerged from the haze of the void invasion. Shurima's expansion reached its zenith, and so did his personal prestige as emperor.

Everything was ready, and Azir could finally fulfill his promise.

He specially chose a good day to announce the news to all Shurima on the day of his ascension ceremony. At the same time, he also gave his close friend Xerath a huge surprise.

"Xerath, from today on, you are no longer the son of a slave."

"You are a hero of Shurima, and a brother I will never forget!"

Azir would never forget the wonderful look on Xerath's face when he told him the good news.

He must have been so surprised that he was speechless.

Azir thought this, and with such a gratified mood, under the "touched and blessed" eyes of his good brother, he turned around and boarded the altar of ascension.

Then, the ascension ceremony begins, with the sun's disk casting a dazzling pillar of flaming light.

Azir could feel that his body and soul were completely reborn under the infusion of powerful astral energy, and he continued to evolve towards the realm of a celestial warrior.

But at this critical moment, he felt as if he was pushed from behind.

Then there was a dazzling light and an endless heat wave, as if a nuclear bomb exploded not far away.

Then, his memory was interrupted.

"Then...what happened after that?"

Azir woke up from his deep sleep. His memory still lingers on that day 3,000 years ago.

"Last second", he had just fallen from the Ascension Altar.

At this second, when he opened his eyes, what Azir saw was only darkness.

Oh, no...it's not that it's dark, it's that he doesn't have eyes yet.

His body is nothing more than a moving puddle of physical dust, held together by his last vestiges of unyielding will.

But Azir could feel that his soul was gradually awakening and his body was slowly repairing.

"I... died?" He realized that the place where his memory was interrupted might be the end of his life.

"Am I resurrected again?" He was also aware of his current situation.

Azir knew that he was being reborn.

At this time, his physical body has not fully recovered, and he cannot sense the outside world yet.

So he took advantage of this short period of time to collect himself and think about the question: "What exactly happened at that time?"

"Who pushed me from behind? Is it the ascended priests or the assassins lurking among them?"

Yes... Azir still didn't know who ruined his ascension ceremony.

Because he died too quickly. He didn't even have time to see the figure behind him clearly, and in an instant, he was blown away by the out-of-control sun disk.

In the original world line, Azir also completed the ascension ceremony after being reborn, and used the magic of the ascender to play back the "game video", only to realize that he had been stabbed in the back by his good brother.

And now...

"Xerath, are you okay?" Azir felt inexplicably worried when he thought of his friend.

The explosion was so powerful that even a battle-hardened warrior like him was instantly turned into ashes.

Xerath was standing so close to the altar, could he... be dead?

The answer is self-evident.

Xerath is only a mortal body and a squishy mage. How could he possibly withstand an explosion of this magnitude?

"..." Azir's thoughts became increasingly heavy.

He vowed that after his resurrection, he would find a way to find the assassin who destroyed his ascension ceremony.

Even if this bastard is dead, he will use all his strength to dig out the mastermind behind it, and then use the most cruel and cruel means to avenge Xerath and himself.

Azir thought so, and his physical body finally recovered under the nourishment of the ascended blood.

He condensed from a pool of moving "ashes" into a ball of moving gravel.

The gravel eventually condensed into an uncertain human shape, and gradually grew a mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

Azir could finally perceive the world after rebirth.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a piece of ruins covered with yellow sand, as well as the eye-catching remains of the sun disk.

Then there was a whole strange pale purple sky, and endless flying fish in the void...

"Void?!" Azir's eyes widened in disbelief.

The void invades again?

What about the Shurima Empire? What about the Ascended Legion? Why did the void come to the capital of Shurima!

Damn it, how long had he been asleep?

But in the blink of an eye, the world has changed. Azir suddenly had this fear.

He tried hard to find something familiar to him in this desperate scene of the end of the world——

Fortunately, Azir was found.

"Grand Maester Nasus? General Renekton?" Azir saw the two brothers fighting hard against Belvis.

Nasus and others were busy fighting with Belvis and did not notice him for a while.

"Janna?" Azir frowned slightly again.

He recognized the blue bird and the cold wind she rode.

This little heretic god who he had personally ordered to be expelled is now in the capital of Shurima, assisting Nasus in his fight against the Void?

What happened in Runeterra during the years he slept?

Azir couldn't figure it out.

"Chalikar?" Then he saw a black-haired girl holding a Chalikar.

The girl exuded the pure aura of ascended blood, which gave Azir an indescribable feeling of closeness to her.

Azir could feel that this girl was his direct blood relative - it was her blood that awakened his sleeping soul and brought him back to this world.

anything else?

Apart from these, there was no one or thing in front of Azir that could make him feel familiar.

If there is one, it is only that desperate group of void beasts.

"Has the Shurima Empire been destroyed?" The void has swallowed up the Shurima capital, and the sun disk has been completely destroyed.

This made Azir realize that the empire's fate might be a hundred times worse than he had previously imagined.

And now, he can't do anything.

At this moment, Azir was completely relying on the last ray of ascension power remaining in his body to survive.

Not to mention assisting Nasus and others in their fight against the void. Being in this endless tide of void beasts, it was now a problem for him to even protect himself.

"Ah——" Azir was in despair and confusion, but suddenly a heartbreaking cry of pain came from the air.

A "person" whose whole body shone with dazzling arcane light, crashed into the ground under the ruthless blows of Belvis - hitting Azir right in front of him and embedded in the ground beneath his feet.

"Xerath, are you okay?!" Nasus and the others called out his name eagerly while trying their best to block Xerath's attack from Belvis.

"Zerath?" Azir was startled when he heard this.

He stared intently at the shining "humanoid light bulb" in front of him, this ancient witch spirit whose face had changed beyond recognition, whose appearance had changed drastically, and even his species had changed.

"Are you Xerath?!" Azir asked excitedly.

"Huh?" Xerath struggled to levitate from the pit and looked over again following the sound.

Looking at it, he felt as if he had seen a ghost: "Azir?"

"H-how...how..." Xerath was so shocked that he stuttered.

He never thought that he would see Azir in this end of the world.

Isn’t this guy dead long ago?

Seeing that the best friend he killed with his own hands crawled back from the underworld inexplicably, Xerath only felt threatened.

Although the enemy of the void is ahead, it is meaningless to pursue these past events.

But Xerath was still instinctively wary.

Hostility, even murderous intent, was silently filled in his shining eyes.

However, unexpectedly...

Azir actually looked at him with surprise: "It's me! Brother, I'm resurrected!"

Xerath: "..."

"Brother?" He looked over in disbelief.

"Great!" Azir clenched his fists excitedly and said in a sincere tone: "Xerath, you are still alive!"

Xerath: "..."

"Xerath, so you didn't die that day?" Azir was so excited that he couldn't speak at all.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but stretched out his hands, trying to grasp Xerath's elemental palm.

"..." Xerath's mood was extremely complicated.

It’s been 3,000 years. He’s been locked up underground for 3,000 years. The endless torture in these long years had long since wiped away the last trace of guilt he felt towards Azir.

All he had left was hatred for Azir and his Shurima Empire. Every day he was underground, he was thinking about how to settle Azir's descendants after he came out.

But this big fool...

"Don't you know what happened that day?" Zelas asked coldly.

"I don't know." Azir still stretched out his hand: "I lost consciousness in an instant."

"You were so close to the altar, I thought you would be like me... Fortunately, you are still alive."

"..." There was silence.

Xerath did not move away.

Azir's hand touched his palm condensed with arcane energy. Xerath had to restrain his magic power to avoid hurting this "good brother" who made him feel mixed emotions.

"Yes..." Finally, Xerath replied with a guilty conscience: "I am still alive."