Two Cities: I am building a mecha in Pi City

On the Emperor's Avenue paved entirely with gold, Azir walked silently at the front.

Li Lin, Kassadin and Sivir, who was dragged by Li Lin, followed him from a distance.

"Hey! Are you crazy?! Why don't we escape now?"

Sivir looked at the back of the majestic and broad eagle armor that was dozens of meters away, his face full of uneasiness.

More than two hours ago, after Sivir was resurrected by the water of life, Azir went to the inner sanctum of the Tomb Sanctuary and obtained a golden scepter connected by magic.

In the period that followed, Azir kept wandering around the City of the Sun, using the celestial magic he had just acquired to restore and reshape buildings one after another.

Sivir was already very wary of the emperor who had just recovered and ascended, and wanted to call Li Lin and Kassadin to sneak away while he was busy.

She felt that this old guy who had just woken up from the ancient tomb, chanted the ancient Shurima language from the ancient times, and was still talking to himself in the dead yellow sand city was mentally abnormal.

Maybe he couldn't think about it, and in a moment, he buried everything that had just been built back into the ground...

Or maybe, he used the magical spring water to resurrect himself, and suddenly felt that he owed him something and asked for something in return.

But what Sivir didn't expect was that Li Lin actually rejected her proposal to leave.

Not only this guy, but even Kassadin was unwilling to follow her.

Just when Sivir was about to give up on these two idiots who didn't know whether their brains were kicked by Scarash and run away, he was pulled back by Li Lin.

Sivir refused at first and almost fell out with Li Lin and Kassadin.

But he used a set of portable folding power armor as reward, and only allowed her to follow them in the City of the Sun for a while longer.

After careful consideration, Sivir finally agreed with a face.

There is no way, who makes this power armor so powerful.

But, Li Lin didn't say anything, Sivir obviously didn't know that folding power armor was far inferior to what he and Kassadin had...

"Why are you always thinking about escaping?" Li Lin, who had already opened his mask, couldn't help turning back and rolling his eyes at Sivir, "You are of royal blood, why are you so afraid of your ancestors?"

"Who knows if he is my ancestor? The emperor's bloodline and so on, it sounds too vague, there is no way to confirm it."

On the surface, Sivir didn't want to admit this kind of thing at all.

But in fact, she can clearly feel the connection between her and Azir's bloodline, and this cannot be deceived.

Emperor's bloodline...maybe.

But what does this mean? Will this guy still let me be the emperor?

Sivir glanced at Azir in the distance and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

To her, gold coins are the most important thing.

Li Lin knew Sivir fairly well, and based on what she did in her original world line, he could roughly guess what she was thinking about now.

"Sivir, it was your blood that resurrected Azir, and it was also because of you that he was able to complete the ascension ceremony... If I had to say it, it was too late for him to thank you, so how could he ask you to repay him in return?"

Sivir's eyes flickered as Li Lin saw through his thoughts, and he looked away guiltily, "I...I never said that..."

"Then why do you always want to escape?"

Sivir: "..."

"You want gold, look at the road under our feet." Li Lin pursued the victory and continued to persuade, "This whole road is paved with gold. Is the Shurima Empire short of gold?"

Sivir: "..."

"Obviously there is no shortage, and you have royal blood, are a descendant of Azir, and are a member of the royal family... If you stay, do you think you will have to worry about gold coins?"

What's more, there is Xerath outside who wants to cut off Azir's bloodline.

If he knew about you, he would definitely try to get rid of you.

Li Lin added in his heart.

Sivir opened his mouth, wanting to refute him, but he didn't know what to say.

But if you think about it carefully... what he just said seems to be true.

Sivir lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then shook his head again in a self-defeating manner.

no!

How could you be brainwashed by such words, Sivir?

What if I am really the descendant of the so-called emperor, and this old guy who has been sleeping for thousands of years confines me to the City of the Sun and won't let me leave?

She subconsciously looked towards the front where the Emperor's Avenue led, the second highest point in the city, and the palace where the light of the sun's disk shone the most.

In this dead city with no people, only myself and Azir stayed in the deep and grand palace...

Just thinking about it makes me realize how difficult it will be by then.

Sivir gritted his teeth and prepared to ask Li Lin and Kassadin one last time.

If they still refused to leave, then she would rather leave the imperial capital without the power armor.

But just as she raised her head, she was stunned by the scene in the distance.

Azir was seen raising his head and chest, assuming a proud posture.

Under the rocks on the roadside, countless golden sand grains flew up in the wind, flowed between his left paws, and quickly gathered on both sides of the road, creating a lifelike portrait.

That was the influence of the Shurima Empire before the disaster, which he imitated and reproduced with the power of the gods.

All the people composed of dust gathered on both sides of the Emperor's Avenue, looking at the sun disk hovering in mid-air and the top of the temple. The royal family and sun priests on the ascension platform watched the great emperor's ascension ceremony.

However, soon, everyone's excited faces turned to fear, and people screamed and ran away, but it was in vain.

An invisible energy wave annihilated them instantly, turning them into dust and sand, which were swept away by the ensuing strong wind.

At this moment, Li Lin, Kassadin and Sivir, who were completely affected by the scene before them and fell into shock, could very clearly sense Azir's sadness in the distance.

Azir did not stay for too long. His back became stronger, his steps took longer, and he quickly arrived at the base of the Ascension Platform.

"Let's wait for him here." Kassadin promptly reminded him, "Except for the royal bloodline, the emperor's cronies, and the sun priests, no one else can ascend the ascension steps."

Li Lin nodded and looked back at Sivir, who was still stunned, staring closely at Azir and the image formed by the sand around him.

Now she no longer thinks about escaping for the time being.

In the short period of time when Li Lin turned around, Azir's five steps had turned into one, running as fast as flying on the steps of ascension.

The images around him dispersed and reorganized, starting over and over again, completely replicating everything that happened here back then.

Finally, Azir reached the top of the Ascension Platform, where a final circle of spectators formed around him.

His assistants, counselors, priests and bishops of the sun priests, his pregnant wife, his eldest daughter who is several years old, and his son who has grown up and holds his head high.

At the bottom of the steps, Li and Lin watched with heavy hearts as Azir collapsed on his knees, stretching out his helpless hands, wanting to touch the family members that he had tried so hard to perfectly restore.

But the next second, they were annihilated by an invisible force, just like the subjects on both sides of the Emperor's Avenue...

After a long pause, Azir slowly stood up and stopped under the Ascension Altar.

Everyone present could see that three thousand years ago, Azir, who was still a human being, was pulled into the air by the power of ascension.

But at this moment, another person made of sand suddenly appeared, attracting everyone's attention - Xerath.

His lips moved and he spat out an obscure spell word.

The next second, Azir, who was in mid-air, was pulled by a dark arcane energy, and was thrown from the ascension altar, and was reduced to ashes in the endless fire of the sun and astral magic.

Immediately afterwards, on the ascension platform, a group of elite sun warrior guards rushed toward Xerath, who was slowly ascending into the sky.

But the ascending power of the sun disk has been injected into his body, reshaping his flesh and blood body into a mass of arcane energy without a specific form.

Those who are not recognized will not be able to achieve perfect ascension after all.

As this huge astral energy was stolen by Xerath, the brutal and out-of-control energy aftermath swept across Shurima in an instant, disintegrating all the afterimages composed of yellow sand.

Azir gasped.

After Rao became an ascended person, part of his emotions were cut off by the power of the gods.

But the raging anger burning in his heart can still be shown in his voice: "Zerath!"

Azir's voice was commanding and hoarse.

He clenched the scepter in his hand, turned around and looked in one direction.

Through the yellow sand under his feet, he could feel an evil arcane energy somewhere in the desert.

"Your sin is unforgivable!"