Vol 2 Chapter 1070: Descendants of Emperor Vicola

　　Vicola, the former garden city in the east of Shurima.
　　 This is the hometown of the legendary forgive Emma Emperor Azir's mother-after Azir became the emperor, the young emperor generously gave grace to the people here.
The layer-by-layer gardens are filled with flowers from all over the empire, surrounded by colorful colors and wonderful fragrances; clusters of tall towers are decorated with silver and jade by the best masons of the empire. The gurgling flows out of the temple, running along the elevated channel day and night—in Shurima, the water flow is a gift, and the water flow is glory.
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　　 At that time, no one would think that Shurima's glory would come to an abrupt end.
Under the erosion of the millennium, the city’s prosperous skin was stripped away, leaving only the bones built by the stone-although the Shurema people rebuilt a city on the old site, the city’s population is also It is prosperous and the market is prosperous, but in the eyes of Nethers who has experienced real prosperity, the city looks... more like a ruin.
　　 Or in Nethers' eyes, the new inhabitants of Vicola are just a group of poor people who rely on the ruins to survive.
　　 This difficult life may be joyful or warm, but in Nethers's view, it is nothing more than a poor imitation of that forgotten history.
　　 "Able craftsmen" designed a new building based on their own understanding, but unfortunately Nethers knew at a glance that it was just a deceptive imitation of the glory in front of Shurima.
　　The city wall was once famous for its cut granite, but now it is a simple structure composed of wood and rough cleaved stones. Not to mention that there is no beauty and decoration, even the practicality must be greatly reduced.
　　The original outline of the city is still there, but there is only one outline.
　　 wearing a hood and mask, holding a cane in his hand, Nesses was so habitually ricketing his body, quickly walking through the "city" market.
　　 It is said that there is a descendant of the emperor.
　　 Although it may not be that stubborn little girl-but as long as the blood of Azir is found and the final resurrection ceremony is completed, Shurima will regain the emperor and the fully resurrected emperor.
　　 And with the emperor... there is also glory.
　　Nethers didn't realize that at this moment his thoughts were exactly the same as those of ordinary people.
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　　 Soon, Nethers found the "descendant of the emperor"-this is not difficult, as long as Nethers looked up, he could find an imitation of the sun disk at the highest point of the city.
　　 Well, although it is a copper-tin alloy disk suspended by hemp rope, at least it looks a little interesting in shape.
　　Following the guidance of the "sun disc", Nethers came to the temple.
　　The guards stopped him—they obviously would not allow this hideous guy to easily approach the emperor's descendants.
　　 Faced with these Shurima warriors who showed their weapons, Nedes's heart turned out to be a pleasure-anyway, these little guys were brave enough.
　　 The brave are not necessarily soldiers, but the soldiers must be brave.
　　Thanks to the blessings of these little guys, Nethers suddenly improved his impression of this city by several levels.
　　 "Give up." Nepheus took off his hood, and also took off the cover on the top of his cane, revealing the shape of the original axe, "You should not stop me."
　　 The obsidian desert jackal head made these Shuma warriors have their eyes widened in disbelief-they remembered the ancient legend that there is a god warrior under the emperor's command with such appearance, the head of the beast.
　　 "Nethers?"
　　 "Is it really Nethers?"
　　 "The legendary ascendant?"
Seeing this scene, the desert warriors finally cautiously stopped the attack-the tall body and special shape clearly illustrate the identity of Nethers. In this case, no one will be willing to actively attack a soaring person .
　　 In this way, Nethers came to the highest point of the temple unhindered. The burning sun gave his obsidian body a subtle tingling sensation, as if it was sweeping the sins deep in his heart.
　　At the top of the empty temple, Nethers saw the descendant of the emperor.
　　A thin, tall man wearing a robe covered with iridescent feathers.
　　His big sleeves resemble flying wings, and his headscarf resembles an ebony bird's beak. The face under the headscarf looked extravagant, without mercy, and it was awe-inspiring.
　　In terms of appearance, his appearance is really similar to that of Azir-but with only a glance, Nethers already made his own judgment.
　　 Next moment, Nethers summoned the storm in the desert.
The impenetrable yellow sand quickly formed at the top of this small and empty temple, and everyone at this moment could not help but squint their eyes-when they opened their eyes again, the Nethers in front had completely changed A look.
Sha Hai's anger filled his body, which made his limbs full of strength and his body grew up-at this moment, the roaring desert seemed to infuse all his anger into his dark flesh~ EbookFREE.me~Let him come to the world like a real devil.
Nethers's body grew larger and taller, seeing his body almost surpassed the highest sacrificial platform in the temple. These mortal people who were trembling in the sand storm finally understood the legendary "Ascendant" What does "tall and terrifying" mean?
　　Perhaps in Sol’s eyes, the ascendants are nothing but gods and gods, but in the eyes of these mortals, Nethers is the real god!
　　 The "descendant of the emperor" had been overturned to the ground by a sandstorm. Yellow sand cut his skin and blood oozed out. On this originally noble face, there was an incredible panic at this moment.
　　 "Now, tell me." Nethers lowered his head, staring at the guy in front of him with his death-like eyes, "Who are you?"
　　 "I am Azrahir? Seramu, descended from the eagle king, Vikola's first precursor, the man of light, the lightwalker, the fireman, and the dawn messenger--"
　　Although I was so scared that I was about to cry, this guy's mouth was still slippery. This set of rhetoric seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, and he blurted out so easily.
Seeing that this guy was still reluctant to admit his lies, Nethers finally couldn't bear it-he reached out and easily picked up the "Descendant of the Eagle King", and then picked up the one that looked like Azir. He pressed his face to the imitation of the sun disc.
　　 A scorching smell of roast came, and after shaking his head, Nethers finally let go of his hand.
　　 "Unfortunately, you are not."