Chapter 433 The Prophet's Cult
The hero only needs to avenge his enemies and resolve the conflict he sees.
But in the eyes of the leader, once one contradiction is overcome, another one will arise. Contradictions always exist at any time, in any place, and for any person.
After listening to Nasus' words, Taliyah finally realized this deeply.
She couldn't save all of Shurima's slaves.
She can only save the person in front of her.
Yes, at least...she wanted to save these slaves in front of her.
“Mr. Giant.” Taliyah looked at Nasus. “Can you help me?”
The warlords of Vikaura are not something the Survey Corps can handle. To save these slaves, Nasus must be willing to help.
Nasus thought in silence.
If it were in the past, he might have chosen to turn a blind eye.
After all, the Shurima Empire was originally a slavery empire. Nasus had served the Shurima Empire for thousands of years, and the existence of slaves and their experiences were nothing out of the ordinary in his eyes.
The Ascended of ancient Shurima never cared about the lives of slaves. (Not counting Azir who died before he could ascend successfully)
Saving slaves and liberating slaves is entirely based on the values of the leader.
“I…” He looked at Taliyah’s clear and determined eyes, and then at Sivir who picked up Charikar without saying a word and was ready to fight with Taliyah…
Nasus realized that his attitude had also quietly changed.
"I'll do it," he promised.
Nasus slowly raised the great axe in his hand and turned to look at the slaves who were being escorted past him.
A halo of magical power was quietly stirring between Taliyah's hands, and Sivir also clenched her Charikar.
If nothing unexpected happens, the warlord of Vikaola will be in trouble.
But at this moment...
"The city lord orders! Take all these slaves back!"
A messenger riding a steed hurriedly came to the city gate from the inner city.
His sudden order not only brightened the eyes of the hundreds of desperate and numb slaves, but also stunned Talia and others who were ready to go.
"What's going on?" The warlord in charge of escorting the slaves asked the question on everyone's mind: "We were just asked to take the slaves out for processing, why are they taking them back again?"
"Why are you wasting so much time!" the messenger shouted angrily, "The city lord said that these guys have a new buyer!"
"New buyer? Who?" The loud-voiced warlord asked the question that everyone wanted to know: "Don't the rich people in the North Shore city-states stop buying slaves? Why are there new buyers?"
"I don't know." The messenger answered casually, "I just heard that it was the Prophet's Sect that wanted our slaves."
"The Prophet's Order? What is this?"
"I don't know either..." As the two were talking, the slaves were escorted back to the city.
Talia and others watched silently, and when they saw that the slaves' lives were not in danger for the time being, they did not rush to take action.
"The Prophet's Order..." Taliyah frowned slightly.
She had never heard of the name of this sect. What fate would the slaves face if they were bought by them?
“Mr. Giant.” Taliyah looked at the learned Nasus tentatively: “Have you heard of this Prophet’s Cult?”
“No.” Nasus shook his head.
He usually hides in the desert to watch the stars and has not had any contact with human society for many years.
"It might be a new sect that has emerged in recent years." Nasus then looked at Sivir inquiringly.
As the leader of a mercenary group that has traveled far and wide, Sivir should know more about the new forces emerging in the desert than he does.
"I'm not sure either." Xiweier shrugged.
She usually operates mainly in the northern part of the desert, but now the investigation team has arrived in the southern part of the desert.
"Moreover, a few small cults that mislead people appear in the desert every now and then. Who knows what this Prophet's Cult is? This third-rate sect came from nowhere." Shiver said bluntly.
Although she didn't know the situation of the Prophet's Order, her experience told her that there was almost nothing good about these sects in Shurima.
After all, the Ascended Gods that the Shurimans used to believe in have long since fallen, and their religious heritage has long been distorted and cut off over a long period of time.
The rest are either scammers who swindle money under the banner of Ascended believers, or followers of evil gods who have emerged from nowhere without the suppression of the Shurima Empire.
As a person who used to believe only in money and now believes in Janna a little, Sivir has never had a good impression of these cults.
"This..." Talia couldn't help but worry when she heard it.
She still wanted to find out the details of this Prophet's sect and their motives for buying slaves.
Now that the North Shore no longer accepts slaves, what good would it be for this sect to buy slaves?
Keep them as laborers? But there is never a shortage of people in the desert. What is lacking is an oasis that can feed people. Most tribes can barely feed their own people, so why would they need slaves?
"I'll ask for you." Sivir understood Taliyah's thoughts.
Although she didn't know much about the Prophet's Cult, collecting intelligence and obtaining news were the professional skills of mercenaries.
So Xiweier stood on the street and took a look. Before long, she picked a suitable person for her to inquire about the information.
He was a middle-aged man who had just entered the city leading his mount.
His robe was embellished with patterns unique to the southern desert, but on his hand he wore a Zaun imported watch that could only be found on the northern coast of Shurima. He looked like a businessman or a caravan guide who traveled across the desert all year round.
Such people are the most informed.
So, Xiweier stopped him without saying anything: "Friend, can I ask you something?"
"Huh?" The middle-aged man was slightly stunned.
Xiweier knew that every piece of information in the desert was valuable.
So she followed the rules of the desert and generously took out a silver coin and said, "I want to ask you something - do you know that there is a new sect called the Prophet's Sect in the south of the desert?"
"The Prophet's Order?" The middle-aged man glanced at the silver coin in Xiweier's hand, and took it naturally: "I have indeed heard of it."
"Oh?" Taliyah also came over curiously: "Sir, do you know this sect?"
"I know." The man nodded. "It's a new sect that has emerged in the past two years. It has some influence in Mo Nan."
"This sect is not actually called the 'Prophet's Sect'. They don't have an official name. It's just because their leader is called the 'Prophet' that they call it the Prophet's Sect."
“It is said that this prophet’s magic can easily tear the earth apart. It is said that the powerful earthquakes he summoned tore through the bedrock of Shurima, forming faults that stretch for miles... But these are only legends. No one has ever seen it with their own eyes.”
"Some people also say that 'nightmare creatures' appeared from the ground torn apart by the prophet. Sinners who dared to disobey him were thrown into the huge hole cracked by the earthquake and were eaten alive by the monsters that emerged from the ground."
The middle-aged man told this horrifying story.
But he quickly added: "But this is just a legend. The so-called underground monster may just be an ordinary sand-lurking beast under the desert."
Obviously, the middle-aged man himself did not believe such a ridiculous and terrifying legend.
"They are probably just a bunch of liars." Xiweier curled her lips.
The leader possesses magic that can destroy the world and can summon monsters/demons to punish sinners who disobey the priesthood... This setting is no longer new in many sects in Shurima.
Everyone is using the same rhetoric to scare believers. Who knows how much truth there is in the legend?
“But…” Nasus frowned with a hint of concern: “A nightmare-like creature emerging from the ground?”
This is a religious sect that emerged in the south of the desert.
Further south of Mo Nan, across the hills and mountains, is Icathia.
Could it be that...
Nasus didn't know what he was worried about, but he asked with concern: "Friend, do you have more information about this cult that you can share?"
“This…” The middle-aged man cautiously glanced at Nasus’ three-meter-tall and burly figure.
Then he recalled carefully: "I have heard some people talk about the teachings of this Prophet's sect."
"Does it have any doctrine?" Taliyah was very curious.
Since the gods of Runeterra are real, most of them prefer to use power to demonstrate their greatness, rather than using theoretical inventions to convince believers.
Therefore, the vast majority of religious sects in this world do not have complete doctrines.
Anyway, God is real, whether you believe it or not.
"Yes. This is also the special feature of this prophetic sect." The middle-aged man said.
"They don't worship any gods, they just believe in one thing - that the world will end and the end will come."
“Before the end of the world comes, only by following the footsteps of the prophet and immersing oneself in the great nothingness can one obtain true salvation.”
“The Great Nothingness?” Nasus said in a more serious tone.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded: "That's what they call it, their 'God'. Although strictly speaking, it's not a God..."
"In short, these prophets believe that everything in this world will eventually be swallowed up by the 'Great Nothingness' - and then merge into one in the embrace of the 'Great Nothingness'."
"So for the Prophets, death is not the end, but a precious opportunity to become part of the 'great nothingness'."
"And they will completely get rid of the pain of being human and become beings more sacred than gods - after all, they are part of the Great Nothingness, and the Great Nothingness is 'them'."
"This..." Taliyah and Sivir were stunned.
They had never expected that the teachings of this prophetic sect could be so profound and strange.
However, the vigilance in Nasus' eyes gradually faded.
The so-called "great nothingness" that this prophetic sect believed in seemed to be completely different from the void creatures he was worried about.
The void is pure nothingness. The arrival of void creatures is to annihilate reality, to annihilate everything in the material world.
But how could this "great nothingness" absorb humans as a part of itself?
This is completely different from the void.
So... is this a story made up by the prophet, or is some evil god using this abstruse theory to trick believers into sacrificing themselves for it?
Nasus was puzzled.
But no matter which possibility it was, the situation was much better than the void invasion he worried about.
So Nasus felt a little relieved.
Taliyah and Sivir didn't think as much as he thought. Their attention was still on the slaves in front of them.
"This Prophet's Cult sounds a bit weird."
If the slaves were bought by such a cult with strange doctrines, what would be their fate?
Taliyah and Sivir were still in deep thought.
The middle-aged man looked at them thoughtfully, then asked curiously, "Excuse me, but why are you asking about this Prophet's Order?"
"Just curious." Xiweier answered perfunctorily: "I heard that this Prophet's Sect is very popular in the south of the desert recently, so I just asked casually."
"I see." The middle-aged man nodded. "This kind of cult is most likely a heretical sect. You'd better not get too involved."
"If you have difficulties and need help from God, or if you need a miracle , then..."
As he spoke, he suddenly took out a book called "A Brief Account of Janna's Thought" from his :
“You can take a look at this.”
“This spirit.”
Taliyah, Sivir: “???”
"I just came back from Piltover as a guide for a caravan." The middle-aged man smiled and added, "I brought these back to show my daughter."
"If you need it, I can give you one."
