The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 376 Reincarnation of Fate Nasus, God of Death in the Desert

Keneser.

In the shadow of a dim corner.

A tall figure, wrapped from head to toe in a rag-like robe, stood quietly.

The Shuriman people passing nearby were a little afraid of this monster-like existence, so they chose to avoid it when they saw it from a distance.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the tall figure's sculpture-like body began to tremble slightly.

He seemed to have noticed something, and looked toward the west with a burning gaze. There was endless wisdom and power lingering in his deep pupils.

After a while.

He withdrew his gaze, regained his composure, and continued to wait in the shadow of the corner.

As time goes by.

The scorching sun hanging in the clear sky gradually sank to the west, and finally completely disappeared under the desert horizon.

Instead, night falls, carrying a cool breath, sweeping across the oasis, taking away the heat and dryness of the day.

The tall figure felt the cold air coming over him, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his face hidden under his stretched turban.

He only walked in darkness, unwilling to face the sun.

His monster-like appearance will keep those who catch a glimpse of him away.

Even though he once used wisdom to guide the Shurima Empire to prosperity and prosperity for hundreds of years.

Except for one person, he will always follow you.

The tall figure walked out of Kenese and walked along the route that had been planned.

The night wind in the desert howls on the decaying land, and there is no trace of the prosperity of Shurima in the past.

I don't know how much time passed, but a little boy walked out of the hazy darkness behind him.

"Nasus, look quickly, above the sea of ​​sand in the distance."

The boy jumped up to the tall figure and looked up at the face wrapped in a turban. The tone is cheerful.

Nasus lowered his eyes and couldn't see the boy's face clearly, but it always gave him a familiar feeling.

Above the silent desert wilderness, the bright star is guiding the two travelers.

Nasus, the great Ascended One with a dog's head and a human body, who was as tall as a god, took off his tangled rag-like robes, revealing the golden armor belonging to the Ascended One.

He walked slowly with the boy, ignoring the cold wind in the middle of the night.

Maybe it's because he's a boy.

Nasus is regaining a little consciousness of his self-exile, and the memories buried deep in his soul are also reviving.

He scratched his gray skin, then slowly raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

In the desert at night, the climate is unpredictable, sometimes with strong winds and sometimes with dust all over the sky.

But the star in the night sky is always there.

"The seasons are changing, and the hottest sun is coming." Nasus said, his voice a little low and rough.

He stretched out a hand and put it on the boy's shoulder. Although his face could not be seen clearly, his elegant lines were faintly visible.

That's the bloodline from ancient Shurima.

"I know you, but I can't remember."

There was a trace of struggle in Nasus's wise eyes. Over the past few hundred years, he had always been burdened with a heavy sense of guilt.

He wandered quietly among the empty ruins, watching the desert gradually engulfing the traces of his homeland, mourning all that was lost.

But not long ago, the tomb of the emperor buried underground was rediscovered by mortals, and its seal was opened.

He couldn't explain why, but he knew somewhere that the being in the seal was going to be free.

Nasus looked at the boy walking with him, and a sense of satisfaction rose deep in the heart of this ancient god warrior.

"We can reach the Astrology Tower before dawn, but we must climb up first." The boy turned his head and said softly.

The Astrology Tower is very close, in the dune area near Vicoula.

Nasus carried his long-handled battle ax on his back and climbed up the cliff alternately with his hands.

The climb fit perfectly into his memory, and every grip he felt in his hands brought him relief, such an alluring death.

Beside him, the boy also climbed up the cliff, his agile skills able to take advantage of every depression in the rock wall.

"What would happen to this innocent child if I let go and accepted death?"

Nasus couldn't let go of the sudden thought.

Gray mist shrouded the upper part of the cliff, and each strand was like a small mountain road winding through the narrow rock crevices.

The boy jumped to the top first, followed closely by Nasus.

They were not far ahead when the sound of metal hitting rocks suddenly came from the dark night, and there was the sound of someone talking in the mist.

Their accents are familiar.

Nasus frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart.

The Astrology Tower's well occasionally attracted vagrants, but never at such a late hour.

The boy dared not move, his fear evident.

"Why isn't there a fire?" the boy asked.

Hiss! Hiss!

The neighing of horses broke through the quiet night, and then a lantern was lit, illuminating a group of people who had been waiting for a long time.

Nasus's eyes tightened. Although the scimitars of the seven people in front of him were not unsheathed, their eyes revealed their experience in martial arts.

Moreover, all seven of them have magical energy fluctuations in their bodies. They are obviously extraordinary people and are better at fighting together.

"Who are you?"

Nasus' bad premonition was coming true little by little.

"My name is Malouf."

The man on horseback in the front said, looking at Nasus, who was as tall and strong as a monster, his pupils full of fear.

"We were sent by the emperor and are waiting for you here."

"I?"

Nasus took a step forward, revealing his uncontrollable rage.

"Is he looking for recognition? Let me tell him, there is no chance of him becoming Emperor of Shurima."

The boy also took a provocative step forward, as if he had been with Nasus a long time ago.

Maloufu and others took a step back on their horses. Under the lantern, the long shadows concealed their offensive posture.

"You can go back after sending the letter." The boy said.

Maloufu dismounted and walked forward.

He put a calloused hand into his shirt pocket and pulled out a dark talisman tied to a black necklace.

The talisman's geometric shape evoked images of magic and destruction in Nasus' mind.

"Emperor Xerath has sent an invitation. As your servants, we will go together to welcome his arrival."

"Advent?"

Malof's words hit Nasus like a hammer smashing glass.

Is the seal invalid? Is he about to break out of prison?

The boy beside him immediately knelt down, picked up a big stone, and shouted loudly.

"Die!"

Bang!

The boy threw the stone into the night sky with all his strength, the arc drawn was so aggressive that it was about to break Malouf's bones.

"Rekton, don't!"

Seeing this, Nasus suddenly shouted loudly, trying to stop the boy's movements.

"Rekton?"

Malouf looked strange. Nasus was the only one on the top of the mountain. Could there be others hiding?

He immediately realized something, abandoned his disguise, and returned to his horse.

At this time, Nasus seemed to wake up, with a look of regret on his face.

The truth begins to destroy the illusion!

"No"

He immediately reached out to grab the boy.

But the boy had slipped into the shadows of memories and melted into the plains under the stars.

"Bye, brother!"

Nasus lowered his arms weakly and whispered softly.

Ta-ta! Ta-ta!

There was the sound of hoofbeats, and the followers of Xerath scattered, their horses sniffing nervously as they sensed the danger.

"Kill him!"

Malouf looked decisive. He immediately tightened the reins, drove the horse, and stabbed Nasus in the side with his knife.

He was so tall that the scimitar could only reach his waist.

Sonorous!

The blade covered with arcane energy shattered directly, and the small fragments penetrated Malouf's body, causing severe pain to wreak havoc on his soul along the nerves.

An arm with a golden armguard crushed the blade easily, and hit Malouf's body with the remaining force.

"You shouldn't break my memories. I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him so much."

Nasus raised his eyes to look at the people on the top of the mountain, and slowly stepped forward to meet them.

Maloufu was severely injured and fell to the cold ground, coughing up blood.

He could only watch as Nasus shattered his body until darkness wiped away his consciousness.

Nasus kept moving, taking just one step forward to reach the next rider and pull him out of the saddle.

With one light punch, his internal organs were taken out, his life was wiped out, and his broken body was thrown into the darkness with severe pain.

"Run away, there's something wrong with this guy, he's a madman!" The riders on horseback shouted in horror when they saw the miserable state of their companions.

"No longer crazy." Nasus stretched out his right hand and pointed at the fleeing riders.

Buzz! Buzz!

The air trembled, and bursts of strange aroma suddenly wafted out.

It's the flower of death!

Behind Nasus, it rotates along a purple track, then blooms and covers the top of the mountain.

All of a sudden!

The fleeing riders seemed to have all lost their souls, their bodies withered and withered, and their skin shriveled like wet parchment.

Each person's chest slowly collapsed inward, like rotten fruit, and only a spine was left vaguely visible.

The battle is over!

Nasus walked to Malouf's broken body, bent down, and picked up the dark amulet tied to the black necklace.

"Zerath!"

He looked at Vicola not far away, with memories appearing in his deep eyes.

Thousands of years ago, he personally sealed Xerath and his younger brother into the unfathomable darkness, forever isolated from the world.

Now, for the first time, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

I wonder if he dares to believe that he will see his dear brother again——

Renekton!

But before that, Nasus had to do one thing first, go meet Xerath.

"I have watched for millennia. We are entering a time of reckoning and judgment."

Before Nasus left, he looked back at the astrological tower, smelled the arcane energy above, and gained insight into the secrets hidden inside.

He took out the long-handled battle ax on his back, and the blade of the ax reflected the falling starlight.

He gripped the handle of the ax tightly, feeling his past fighting skills pouring into his mind, and the power of the Ascendant in his body became active.

Sonorous!

The battle ax fell with thunderous force, and the Astrology Tower collapsed instantly like a tree that had been violently felled.

The huge sound echoed on the top of the mountain, and the dust stirred up covered the tall body of Nasus.

After the dust settled, Nasus stood in front of the ruins, his expression very calm, without any fluctuation.

He lightly patted the dust on the battle ax and put it on his back again.

In the distance, the silhouette of Vicora was faintly visible in the dawn light.

Nasus walked towards the city with firm steps.