The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities Chapter 385

"You should have heard what I just said."

Aatrox walked under the tree, looked up slightly and saw Sivir standing on the canopy.

"Prince of Shurima... a title without any real meaning, what good is it for me." Sivir said bluntly.

Her thoughts are similar to Cassiopeia. Although Shurima has nothing now, as the first batch to join, it can obviously enjoy a lot of benefits.

If it weren't for those benefits, Shurima wouldn't be comparable to Noxus in her eyes.

"Benefits? Your pattern is this size?" Aatrox asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Sivir put on a smile on his face, and said directly:

"I will do whatever you ask me to do, and you make sure not to interfere with my behavior."

"Hahaha, as you like!"

After Aatrox finished speaking, he jumped into the distance.

As he said before, he still needs to find the rest of the Ascended who have fallen into the darkin.

As for the Shurima Empire, he believed that Nasus would take care of it for him.

And even now, he has always believed in one truth.

When a group of powerful people come together, no one can stop them.

After Sivir waited until Aatrox left, he just glanced at Azir, who was still lying on the ground, and then turned and walked out.

Whether it's from what Aatrox said or who she represents now, Azir and Azir are destined to be enemies who can't kill each other.

Since it is a doomed enemy, there is no value in negotiating.

Instead of talking to Azir, talk to Cassiopeia.

Cassiopeia's needs are different from hers, just enough to achieve complementary cooperation. For this, she is very confident.

At the same time, the news of Shurima's return soon spread to the various forces in Runeterra.

But with Noxus keeping quiet about it, Demacia, Piltover, Zaun, and Bilgewater, with whom Noxus has long been friendly, said nothing about it.

As the enemy of Noxa, the most powerful empire at the moment, Ionia obviously wants to do something, but she is also powerless.

The Shadow Stream is in chaos, and Irelia is busy contacting the Cult of Equilibrium.

Ionian Baloo Province.

"Valmer, have you heard the news of the return of the Shurima Empire?"

In a primitive village, the excited ronin boy rushed into the wooden house and shouted to Varmao, who had a bow on his back and a calm face.

After Irelia left alone, the volunteers who were assembled in the south at the time, and some people from other provinces who joined later chose to leave.

The rest was brought back to Baloo Province by Valmao, in order to meet the war that Noxus might launch at any time.

"Azhe, calm down." Varmao shook his head at the young man, "The continent of Shurima is too far away from us, and the establishment of their empire has nothing to do with us."

"It doesn't matter! Since the Shurima Empire can return, then I can also establish the Ionian Empire!" Ronin Azer retorted.

"Ionian Empire..." Varmao looked strange, "Who do you think can be the leader?"

"That must be Sister Irelia, she is the one who can communicate with the soul of Ionia!" A Zhe said of course.

"Yeah... that's up to her too." Valmao shook his head.

"As long as we work together, Sister Irelia will definitely agree." A Zhe was dissatisfied.

An old man sitting beside Varmao said happily at the moment:

"Azhe, you are influenced by what Valmer said about Noxus. If Ionia establishes an empire, then what is the difference between it and Noxus."

The old man is Sen He, the elder of the village, and the representative of the elders of the Ionian resistance faction today.

"It is because Noxus is strong that we are invaded. If we are as strong as them, how dare they bully us." A Zhe muttered dissatisfiedly.

He felt that he was not wrong, not only him, but the rest of the brothers who came back from the southern line with him also thought the same.

Especially when they went to inquire about Valmer and heard about Noxus from him.

He and the rest of his comrades knew in their hearts that Valmer must also have an idea with them. If the power of Ionia can be united and combined to form an empire, then Noxus will dare to touch them.

Didn't see the return of the Shurima Empire, Noxus didn't even show a word...

Looking at Azhe, whose face changed and his fists clenched, Valmao said with a gentle smile:

"Azhe, you go down first. We are children of the Land of the Newborn, and we follow..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted impatiently by A Zhe: "Yes, yes, we follow the way of nature. But nature can't save us, we can only rely on the weapons and swords in our hands."

Before Varmao and Sen He could say anything, he ran out of the camp with a low face.

After he left, Elder Senhe sighed:

"Walmao, Azhe and the others are still immature, and they still need you and Irelia to guide them correctly."

"Don't worry, Elder Senhe, I will definitely educate them and let them know what they can do and what they can't do." Valmao replied with a smile.

After Elder Senhe explained a few more words, he also stood up and left swayingly.

It was not until the wooden house was empty that Varmao's expression turned cold, and he muttered to himself in a low voice:

"The Shurima Empire...Is even Azir back...Did you do Nasus...or have other companions."

When he woke up, the Empire had told him that Nasus was still guarding Shurima, and he knew nothing of the rest.

However, he could feel that a new darkin power was being bred in Navoli province, and it was already close to activation.

If given the chance, he wouldn't miss out on fighting for it.

The Shurima Empire means nothing to him now, and he is no longer the noble **** warrior he once was.

Now, he is simply a darkspawn, just a darkspawn who wants revenge against the Void and the Protoss!

The summit of Giant Mountain.

The stars circle here, and the stars from the sky gather here.

This is the highest place in Runeterra ~www.mtlnovel.com~ is also the highest place closest to the sky.

Here, a towering and huge star gate stands here.

In front of the star gate, there is a guardian standing.

The guardian is surrounded by bright gems, and the starlight protects him, making him extremely sacred.

hum!

The gate of the starry sky flickered, a vortex formed in the center, and then an old man appeared in front of the door.

"May the starlight protect us! Protector!" The old man bowed slightly.

"May you see more beautiful scenery! Mr. Crimmans!" The Guardian stood up and responded.

Clemens seemed very dissatisfied with this title, shook his head and said:

"You should forget the useless etiquette you learned from Demacia, or you should call me the verdict."

"Mr. Judgment, just like Tariq is my name, I don't think that to be the protector Protoss, I should give up my past. Every scenery I have traveled has made me fascinated."

Tariq obviously has different ideas from Crimmans. Compared with the other party who has been a Protoss for many years, he is not only young but also has his own ideas.

Even his best friend Garen has not changed his mind, let alone the Protoss of Judgment who has only met a few times.

"You still need more time for precipitation. I will propose that you guard the gate of the starry sky for two more years."

Chrisman obviously didn't want to say anything, turned his head and jumped off Mount Targon, turning into a starlight and galloping towards the Shurima continent below.

"The Gate to the Starry Sky... this is not something I want to guard."

Tariq shook his head, his face calm:

"When I really appreciate the beauty of Runeterra, I understand what I'm fighting for. Targon? No! Valoran, I'll be a shield to protect you until the end of your life."

Chapter end

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