Chapter 443 Good Brother Zerath
"Arcane Pulse!" After confirming his position, Xerath did not hesitate any longer.
He faced Belvis, who was looking at him coldly, and raised his arms that were condensed from pure magical energy.
At this moment, Xerath's arcane body seemed to turn into a shining light prism turret.
A vast amount of magic power surged from its body, and in an instant condensed into a dazzling pulse beam, which blasted towards Belvis, the void manta ray that was floating quietly above everyone's heads.
The originally lavender sky was half illuminated white by this blazing pulse beam.
The flying fish in the void that the light beam swept along the way were all swallowed up by the light column in an instant, and then disintegrated and turned into ashes in the dazzling light.
However, this powerful blow...
"Void Torrent!" A purple light flashed around Belvis, and the huge manta ray body leaped away lightly as if dancing.
It's like a fish swimming in the water, its posture is light and graceful, its movements are flexible and swift.
She just dodged Zeratul's pulse beam with ease.
The blazing beam of light roared past Belvis's side, and other than illuminating her huge and ferocious body, it had no other effect on her.
"Attack the magic ball!" Seeing this, Xerath blasted out another huge magic missile.
But Belvis just dodged his attack lightly with a flash!
"Eye of Destruction!"
Void torrent, flash.
"Arcane Barrage!"
Void torrent, flash.
“…”
Zeratul tried his best , but he couldn't even touch Belvis's fish tail.
"Damn it!" He suddenly realized how powerful the enemy was.
As an ancient witch spirit who successfully stole the power of the ascenders, not everyone can escape his long-range spell bombardment.
When Nessus and the Renekton brothers joined forces, they could only barely subdue him.
But the speed that Belvis just demonstrated was so fast that it made Zeratul feel fear.
And this is just the beginning.
After dodging his artillery fire several times, Belvis turned around flexibly like a swimming fish, leading the surging school of void fish like a flood, and swooped down towards him.
"Soul-draining Strike!" Nasus took the lead and swung his giant axe to block the way.
"Tyrant Strike!" 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 with a knife.
"Eye of the Storm!" Levi put a layer of storm barrier on himself and rushed to the front row.
Although his divine power all comes from sharing with Janna, he is essentially just a human-shaped pendant of the goddess Janna.
But as a summoner with a special bond with the goddess Gana, his body had already undergone a qualitative change under the tempering and baptism of the vast divine power, and possessed the same power as a god.
With the sharing of Janna's magic power and his indestructible body, Levi is not without the ability to fight against Belvis.
He was reluctant to let Janna take the risk herself, so he rushed forward himself.
Janna hid safely behind Levi, Nasus, and Renekton, using the storm to assist them.
Such a lineup is already powerful enough, two god warriors, a demigod, a demigod pendant with a god's body...if they appear anywhere else in Runeland, it will cause a huge shock.
However……
Belvis's eyes remained eerily calm.
She dived down in the purple torrent, her body swelled instantly and her movements accelerated several times.
"A grand feast for a thousand years!" Belvis revealed her true form. Countless flying fish in the void roared and hissed at this moment. The entire purple ocean was boiling.
"Boom——" The void torrent collided head-on with the storm.
Nasus's giant axe, Renekton's giant blade, and Levi's fist, which was exerting all his strength, all collided heavily with the heavy bat wings that were chopped down sharply by Belvis.
The air waves exploded like a tsunami, and the storm raged out of control in all directions 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 an area of thousands of meters was swept away by the aftermath of the impact, clearing a space for the gods who were fighting here.
"So strong..." Levi was worried to find that even with the combined efforts of the four of them, they could only barely fight Belvis 30-70.
She knocked down Nasus and Renekton with one blow, knocked Levi away, and even went straight in to kill him despite the fierce hurricane created by Janna with all her strength.
And the target that Belvis rushed towards was...
"Fuck!" (Old Shuriman)
"Why me?!" Seeing that he had become a target to attract fire for Nasus, Xerath was itching with hatred.
At this time, Belvis looked coldly at his extremely rare body of arcane energy and said in a creepy voice: "I like to eat something different."
Xerath: “…”
…
As the youngest and least favored prince, Azir was not born with a great destiny.
In that lonely and neglected childhood, Zeratul, the genius boy born into a slave family, 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 achieved the final victory in the dark and chaotic court struggle.
Azir became the emperor of Shurima as he wished, but his conflict with Xerath was also aroused.
Xerath could not wait to ask Azir to fulfill his promise, abolish slavery, and recognize him as his brother as promised.
Of course Azir is willing to do so.
But things are not that simple.
The foundation of this empire was built on the flesh and blood of slaves, and many nobles had to rely 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 surely fail.
So he did not reveal his plan to Xerath, but instead expanded outward to accumulate military merit and prestige while making various preparations in secret.
Finally, many years later...
Under Azir's leadership, the empire gradually emerged from the shadow of the void invasion. Shurima's expansion reached its peak, and his personal prestige as the emperor also reached its peak.
Everything is ready, and Azir can finally fulfill his promise.
He specially chose a good day, the day of his ascension ceremony, to announce the news to all of Shurima, and at the same time, give his best friend Xerath a huge surprise.
"Xerath, from today on, you are no longer the son of a slave."
"You are the hero of Shurima, and a brother I will never forget!"
Azir would never forget the wonderful expression on Xerath's face when he told him the good news.
He must have been so surprised that he was speechless.
Azir thought so, and with such a gratified mood, he turned around and ascended to the altar under the "touched and blessed" gaze of his good brother.
Then, the ascension ceremony began, and the sun disk cast a dazzling column of fire.
Azir could feel that his body and soul were being completely transformed by the infusion of powerful astral energy, and were constantly evolving towards the realm of a god-warrior.
But at this critical moment, he felt as if someone pushed him from behind.
Then there was an extremely dazzling light and endless heat waves, as if a nuclear bomb had exploded very close.
Then, his memory was interrupted.
"What happened next?"
Azir woke up slowly from his deep sleep. His memory was still stuck on that day 3000 years ago.
"Last second", he had just fallen from the altar of ascension.
At this moment, when Azir opened his eyes, all he saw was darkness.
Oh, no...it's not that it's dark, it's that he doesn't have eyes now.
His body was little more than a moving puddle of tangible dust, held together by the last shreds of his indomitable will.
But Azir could feel that his soul was gradually awakening and his body was slowly recovering.
"I... am dead?" He realized that the place where his memory was interrupted might be the end of his life.
"I am resurrected again?" He also realized his current situation.
Azir knew that he was being reborn.
At this time, his body has not yet fully recovered and he cannot sense the outside world.
So he took advantage of this brief moment to gather his thoughts and think about the question: "What on earth happened at that time?"
"Who pushed me from behind? Was it those ascended priests, or the assassins lurking among them?"
Yes...Azir didn't know at this time who ruined his ascension ceremony.
Because he died so quickly. He didn't even have time to see the figure behind him clearly. In an instant, he was blown to ashes by the out-of-control solar disk.
In the original world line, Azir also completed the ascension ceremony after his rebirth. He used the magic of the ascender to replay the "game video" and only then did he realize that he had been backstabbed by his good brother.
And now...
"Xerath, are you okay?" Azir felt inexplicably distressed when he thought of his good friend.
The explosion was so powerful that even a veteran warrior like him was turned into ashes in an instant.
Xerath is standing so close to the altar, could he... be dead?
The answer is self-evident.
Xerath is only a mortal, and a fragile mage at that. How could he possibly withstand an explosion of this magnitude?
“……” Azir’s thoughts became increasingly heavy.
He swore 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 do his best to find out the mastermind behind it, and then use the most cruel and brutal means to avenge Xerath and himself.
As Azir thought this, his body finally recovered gradually with the nourishment of the Ascension Blood.
He transformed from a pool of moving "ashes" into a ball of moving sand.
The sand eventually condensed into a vague human shape, and gradually grew a mouth, nose, ears and eyes.
Azir can finally sense this world after his rebirth.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw ruins covered with yellow sand and the eye-catching remains of the sun disk.
Then there was a strange lavender sky and endless flying fish in the void...
"Void?!" Azir widened his eyes in disbelief.
The Void is invading again?
Where is the Shurima Empire? Where is the Ascended Legion? How come the Void has reached the capital of Shurima!
Damn, how long had he slept?
In just a blink of an eye, everything has changed. Azir suddenly felt this fear.
He tried hard to find something familiar 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 with 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 bluebird and the fierce wind she controlled.
This heretic god, who was once expelled by his own order, is now in the capital of Shurima, assisting Nasus in fighting against the Void?
What happened in Runeterra during the years he was asleep?
Azir couldn't understand.
"Charikar?" Then he saw a black-haired girl holding a charikar.
The girl exuded the pure aura of ascended blood, which made Azir feel an indescribable sense of closeness to her.
Azir could feel that this girl was his direct blood relative - it was her blood that awakened his dormant soul and brought him back to this world.
WHAT ELSE?
Apart from these, there was no one or anything familiar to Azir.
If there is, it is only that desperate group of void beasts.
"Has the Shurima Empire been destroyed?" The void has swallowed up the capital of Shurima, and the sun disk has been completely destroyed.
This made Azir realize that the fate of the empire might be a hundred times worse than he had previously imagined.
And now, he can't do anything.
At this moment, Azir was barely surviving by relying entirely on the last bit of ascension power remaining in his body.
Not to mention assisting Nasus and others in fighting against the void, he is now having trouble even protecting himself in the midst of an endless tide of void beasts.
"Ah——" Azir was in despair and confusion when suddenly a heart-wrenching cry of pain came from the air.
A "person" with dazzling arcane light all over his body fell to the ground under the ruthless blow of Belvis - right in front of Azir and embedded in the ground under his feet.
"Xerath, are you okay?!" Nasus and others tried their best to block Belvis' attack for Xerath while calling his name anxiously.
"Xerath?" Azir was stunned when he heard this.
He stared at the shining "human-shaped light bulb" in front of him, this ancient witch spirit whose face had been completely changed, its appearance had changed drastically, and even its species had changed.
"Are you Xerath?!" Azir asked excitedly.
"Huh?" Zeratul struggled to float up from the pit and looked over in the direction of the sound.
When he saw this, he was shocked: "Azir?"
"You, how...how...how..." Zeratul was so shocked that he stuttered.
He never expected that he would see Azir again at the end of the world.
Didn't this guy die a long time ago?
When he saw his best friend, whom he had killed with his own hands, crawling back from the underworld inexplicably, Zeratul felt threatened.
Although there is a great enemy in the void ahead, it is meaningless to pursue these past events.
But Xerath still became alert instinctively.
Hostility, even murderous intent, silently permeated his shining eyes.
However, unexpectedly...
Azir 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 sincerely: “Xerath, you are still alive!”
Xerath: “…”
"Xerath, so you didn't die that day?" Azir was so excited that he spoke without thinking.
As he said this, he couldn't help but stretch out his hands, wanting to grasp Zerath's elemental palm.
“……”Zeras’ mood was extremely complicated.
It had been 3,000 years, and he had been imprisoned underground for 3,000 years. The endless torture during these long years had long since erased the last bit of guilt he had towards Azir.
All he had left was hatred for Azir and his Shurima Empire. Every day he spent underground he thought about how to settle accounts with Azir's descendants after he came out.
But this fool...
"Don't you know what happened that day?" Zeratul asked coldly.
“I don’t know.” Azir’s hand still reached out: “I lost consciousness for a moment.”
"You were so close to the altar, I thought you would be like me... Fortunately, you are still alive."
“……” There was a moment of silence.
Xerath didn't dodge.
Azir's hand touched his palm made of arcane energy. Xerath had to restrain his magic power to avoid hurting this "good brother" who made him feel mixed emotions.
"Yes..." Finally, Zerath answered guiltily: "I'm still alive."
