Azir only suddenly remembered to ask this question now, because the impact of one round after another was really too great.
It was only after he saw his own death that he remembered to ask this question, why did he suddenly come back to life?
Nasus and Renekton both looked at Reed. The answer was of course self-evident, and Azir also understood this.
"It was Master Reed who thought of a way."
Nasus answered Azir, and at this time Azir's eyes were already looking at Reed, as well as Sivir and Veronica who were following behind. The mother and daughter had something that belonged to Shurima.
He could feel the bloodline of the royal family, the blood connection where blood was thicker than water.
"Master Reed, how did you do it?"
Azir's tone was filled with respect again. He had not had much dealings with Master Reed.
After all, his life was short, and it ended in just a few decades. Naturally, it was difficult for him to interact with Reed, but he still had an impression of Reed.
This is a yordle respected by most "Celestial Warriors" and has existed longer than the Shurima Empire.
As a human emperor, Azir's power has reached the heavens, but he still has respect for these extraordinary beings, otherwise he would not have finally decided to ascend. He felt that he could take a further step into that ranks.
"Because I noticed that your soul still exists tenaciously, so I thought of a way to resurrect you. Thanks to you absorbing some ascension energy, otherwise you would not be able to rely on the state of your soul to continue to exist."
Reed explained that of course he couldn't say that he sent people to search for Shurima royal blood because he knew the plot. Although he could pretend to be a prophet, there was no need for him to add that kind of identity to himself. After all,
In fact, he did not master similar abilities.
"Are they...my descendants? But...how did they survive just now? I mean...their ancestors."
Azir was a little embarrassed. In front of his descendants, he let them see how he, the "last emperor of Shurima", brought the once-powerful Shurima to decline. He was so proud, and his face was naturally a little uneasy.
And the most important thing is that Azir himself felt very uncomfortable for not being able to protect his wife and children, so he was full of guilt for his surviving bloodline.
At this time, Azir's mentality was completely different from that of Azir who was originally resurrected in time and space. Although he was equally angry after learning the truth, he was alone and lonely at that time, so he was naturally easily overwhelmed by hatred and pain.
And now Azir is surrounded by Nasus and Renekton, two trustworthy "god warriors", as well as Master Reed, a "respected" senior, and two pitiful juniors. The most important thing is that
Unfortunately, Xerath, the culprit of all this, was being pinned to the ground by Master Reed's knife and dying.
Lake was automatically ignored by Azir. Although Azir could probably guess his identity, that identity really had no sense of existence.
"I don't know how they survived, but they did survive, and it was Veronica's blood that awakened your already damaged soul."
Reed shook his head. I'm afraid only the writing team knows how Azir's descendants survived.
Reed suspected that Azir should have a descendant outside the capital, and the reason why Azir did not remember it was because his soul had been wandering for too long and he could no longer recall some things. This explanation was barely reasonable.
"Maybe. Some memories are indeed very vague. I think it may have been too long. Although it all seems like yesterday, in fact, more than three thousand years have passed, hasn't it?"
Azir shook his head helplessly. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the last sunlight shone on the golden-yellow Nashra Beauty, bringing a unique sense of beauty.
And this beauty, this unique brilliance, has disappeared in Shurima for too long. Both Nasus and Renekton are admiring it. All this is really hard-won for them.
"Master Reed, what are you going to do with this guy?"
Azir finally looked at Xerath, but he was very polite, because Xerath was Reed's prisoner, and he was not qualified to order Reed.
"I want to take him back. His life form is very interesting. I want to take it back and let mages and scientists study it. Maybe we can get some interesting results. How about it? I think you won't mind."
?Don’t worry, the research process will definitely not be easy.”
Reed expressed his thoughts. He did not want to hand over Xerath to Azir. It would be a pity to kill such an energy body simply in the name of venting his anger. He could have taken away the "waste" first.
It’s actually okay to use it, study it and then send it back.
Azir's face darkened under his eagle armor helmet. He frowned and wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find any reason. After all, the other party was both his savior and Xerath's "actual possessor."
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Reed's ability to discuss things with him in a good voice was enough to give him face, but Azir couldn't push the envelope further.
After going through the baptism of death and the pain of the collapse of the empire, Azir was no longer so arrogant and arrogant at this time. In fact, he did not have that kind of character. It was only developed gradually by being in power for a long time.
Now facing Reed, he didn't have any advantage in face or appearance, so it was naturally impossible for him to lose face with Reed. After thinking about it for a while, Azir nodded helplessly.
"After completing the research, can you hand him over to me? I can afford to wait now. It doesn't matter how long it takes."
Azir was still a little unwilling to do so. Even though Reed said that the research process would be very painful and that Xerath would be treated as torture if he went there, Azir still hoped that he could kill Xerath himself.
Rima made an explanation, and if he couldn't do it, he wouldn't be able to let it go.
"Of course, no problem. If you are fast enough, you should be able to do it yourself soon. Of course, the specific situation will depend on how mysterious his body is."
Reed naturally agreed to Azir's request. He would tell the yordle mages and scientists to be careful and never kill this experimental subject.
"I have enough patience, which is the quality of an emperor."
Azir felt relieved after receiving Reed's consent. He made a small joke to lighten the atmosphere.
The past is past. Now both he and Shurima need to look forward. They have to embark on a new path. He will lead Shurima to rise again.