"It's you?" Zelas stared at Mo Tie in shock and roared, "You ignorant maggot! Let me go!"

He looked around and found that there were only a few living people on the field, and he knew about Nathers and Azel, and he had no possibility of mastering such a terrible ability.

It can only be Mo Tie, who is standing aside, who is very abrupt.

"Stop the sound." Mo Tie reached out and pointed at Zelas and said a word casually.

In an instant, the light blue energy body in front of everyone calmed down, silent, and only the trembling and shaking body could not help but express his anger.

Emperor Shurima and the wolf god glanced at Mo Tie, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Zes, why do you betray me?" Azel asked.

Mo Tie pointed, and Zelas could only tell the truth: "Betrayal? No, I just tried my best to be someone respected by others. I want everyone to admire me from the bottom of my heart and would not have any concerns about my identity."

"Didn't you already get it? Friends of Shurima, the Emperor's Companion Star, the Desert Spring... Isn't so many titles enough?" There was no expression under Azer's eagle helmet.

"Get? No, that's what you give, like pity for a beggar. And I'm even more pitiful than a beggar. I'm a slave, my parents are slaves, my brothers are slaves, driven by civilians, slaves, regardless of life or death!" Zelas spoke louder and louder, and finally yelled.

"So that's it. When I first met you, I was relieved because although you were a slave, you were always wearing clean clothes." Nathers recalled the first time he met the thin black Zelas in the big library. "I thought you had a strong heart, and even if you were humble, you still had to keep your posture."

"Tsk, that's just the faint empathy of your nobles. I've known for a long time that even in the slave market, being pretty is more popular than being ugly." Zelas said disdainfully.

Nathers was stunned and couldn't speak, but could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Azil was silent for a while, and then he made a voice: "The sinner Zeras treason and execute him!"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the void. The staff that Mo Tie threw out flew back from a distance. The spear tip passed through Zelas's back and stabbed him in mid-air.

Mo Tie quickly asked Zelas to put on a very painful expression, although he felt that the pure energy body would not feel any pain.

"Ahhhhh... Hehehehe, I did nothing wrong. It was obviously your corrupt empire that was wrong. You thought you were arrogant, but in the end they all died in my hands... Your wives, your princes, Al, how wonderful they died!"

Zelas laughed wildly while saying crazy words, and his body seemed to be rushing. Gradually, wisps of smoke floated out of his body, scattered into the air, and returned to the land of Shurima.

"Dang."

After Zeras completely disappeared, Azer's staff fell to the ground.

Nathers glanced at the place where Zelas disappeared, sighed, and turned around and left.

Azel reached out his hand, recalled the staff, walked through the place where Zelas was staying, and walked to the gate of Vikoala.

He stabbed his staff into the sand.

"Boom...Boom..."

A series of loud noises came from the ground, and Mo Tie felt a shaking wave, as if a beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years was about to break out of the sand.

All the existing Vikoala cities collapsed, and the houses and walls made of yellow sand were gone, turning into yellow sand and blending into the ground again.

Immediately afterwards, the sand on the ground was discharged like sea water, and a huge ancient city surfaced like a submarine.

It turned out that the ancient Shurima Empire royal city has always existed. Just below the Sun Temple forged by Zelas, the place where Motie and Saeko found Sivil before was a small alley in the royal city.

Under Azer's control, the ancient royal city of Shurima was once again exposed to the sun, and the towering sun temple held the shining sun disk to welcome the sun.

The tall stone houses emerged from the ground, and they were arranged in an orderly manner, which could vaguely show the purpose of each house at that time, and could also distinguish between the common areas and the noble areas.

Azer stared at the ancient city, his hands holding the staff trembling slightly.

Nathers did not look back, and he walked to Rekton, who was still attacking Mojimu, knocked him out with the handle of the axe, carried it on his shoulder and took it away.

In the yellow sand, a wolf and a crocodile disappeared.

Seeing that everything was over, Mo Tie contacted Saeko and asked her to teleport back.

After half a day, they packed up what they had left in the town and said goodbye to Azer.

...

After walking out of Shurima area, Motie and Saeko met a caravan heading to Piltwolf, and exchanged gold coins for their follower position.

"You have to be careful. It's not peaceful in Shurima during this period. If you encounter danger on the road, you can run away first."

The caravan manager said kindly.

Mo Tie smiled and nodded, followed the caravan without saying a word.

The communication between him and Saeko was in his mind.

"Sansan, how did you think of going to Piltwolf?"

"It's still a matter of magic. I heard that the technology there can touch the boundaries of magic. We are still following the flow of technology. Let's ask for advice."

"Didn't we have captured Zelas? He is an arcane master."

"No, his understanding of magic is different from ours. In his eyes, magic is an arcane, and any other power is a wrong way, but I can't just learn his method of human-felt missiles." Mo Tie shook his head.

"But there are so many heroes in League of Legends, and many people have different powers. Wouldn't we all visit them?" Saeko was surprised.

"If necessary, we should do this even if we have to. After all, magic poses a great threat to us, so just include it in our power system. Anyway, there is still a lot of time."

In fact, Mo Tie also had another guess, because he had no magic power that the system restored space energy so slowly.

Assuming that the most original power of Valoran is magic, and its manifestations are diverse, including wind, arcane, or the power of the sun, then no matter which power, the so-called cultivation process is to increase one's affinity for Valoran's original source.

In the past, the system restored space energy in a passive form, making an inappropriate analogy, which is to read books outside other people's houses through the window lights; but the doors and windows of League of Legends houses were closed and curtains were drawn, and no light was leaked out.

Mo Tie could only find a way to break into this room. No matter how many muscular men or delicate little girls inside, he had to go in before he could see it.
Chapter completed!