Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The love-hate relationship between Setaka and Jax is beyond the scope of He Shenyan's concern.

He knew Setaka and had seen her portrait from ancient scrolls. This queen was one of the few people whose portraits could be passed down even after tens of thousands of years. Her status in Shurima was evident.

But Jax's reaction obviously had something to do with her. The mage ignored this, and he realized another thing.

If Setaka is really guiding Jax, then the Ascended Ones' priority with him will have to be higher.

A being who has been dead for thousands of years and can still manifest into the world with some kind of soul, even an individual among the ascended ones, is worthy of his serious study for a while.

On the other side, Jax was still immersed in the feeling of the past. To put it bluntly, he was slapped in a certain way by Queen Setaka. The slap was fast, accurate and accurate.

It was so cruel that it knocked him unconscious.

"Okay, Mr. Jax. Wake up."

As a last resort, the mage snapped his fingers.

Jax, who came back from the trance, hammered his head and made a dull sound: "...You're right, it's time to wake up. The top priority is not her, but

Void."

"I'm glad you realize that."

Jax jumped off the roof, and the distance of several meters was nothing to him. This lone warrior held the flaming lamppost in his hand, and a certain posture made his walking posture even heavy and murderous.

I became interested. The momentum seemed like I was going to participate in a war.

But in fact, they just wanted to find some businessmen.

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The yellow sand will cover many things and bury many things at the same time. But for Nasus, there is only one thing they cannot take away.

his memory.

He walked through the desert in a daze. In his memory, this place was a small town hundreds of years ago. In the center of the town was an eternal spring created by magic, hence the name Karahaltes.

It means clear spring.

But at this moment, there is nothing but yellow sand here.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. The dog-headed man had long been accustomed to this feeling. He had wandered alone for so long, and on the ruins of his country, he witnessed the common people turning into bandits and scavengers little by little. Civilization ended in epochs.

, everything from the Setaka dynasty to the Azir dynasty is buried.

The current Shurima... was completely different from the one he knew.

But, is this really the case? The same blood flows on their bodies, and the place they live in is still called Shurima. Their temperaments are also the same. Nasus suddenly felt ridiculous.

As a scholar in the past, he valued rigor most, but now he regards the people of the empire as savages because of his own prejudice.

He knelt down and looked at the scene not far in front of him, thoughtfully.

His superhuman vision allows him to see distant scenes. He is on a sand dune, so he can see farther. In a plain below, a group of sand pirates is surrounding a small businessman.

Team.

Nasus' attitude towards sand pirates is like a human seeing a mosquito in his room - if you don't wander around in front of my eyes, I will treat you as if you don't exist. But if you dare to wander around in my face, then

I'll have to slap you to death with my slippers.

The sand pirates rode horses and circled around the small caravan. The scimitars in their hands were very effective weapons, at least in Shurima. There were few armors here, and they wore heavy armors.

Walking on the desert is equivalent to committing suicide. Not to mention the weight, just the sunlight can make the iron red and burn off half of your skin.

So if people really want to wear armor, they will choose leather armor. Therefore, the scimitar can come in handy many times, and the thin and curved blade can cause more damage. If you are hit by a chop, even if you don't die on the spot, you will not be hurt.

Saved. You can only lie on the yellow sand and wait for your blood to drain slowly.

The group of caravans obviously also knew the power of the scimitars in the hands of the sand bandits. They only had two guards, one of whom was dead. He was holding a long sword in his hand, while the other was holding a long gun and huddled behind the crowd.

Nasus looked at the dark-skinned faces of the people in the caravan that were similar to the people of his country, and smiled bitterly. Apart from their similar faces, they had nothing in common, and they didn't even speak the language of Shurima. He originally

He was still hesitating whether to save them or not, but when he saw one of the sand bandits wielding a sharp blade against them, a sentence suddenly rang in Nasus' mind.

That is a very famous saying about the responsibilities of the ascended. It was said by Queen Setaka.

"We are stronger than mortals. We have unimaginable strength and longevity. Because of this, don't ignore them. We are demigods, but precisely because of the existence of mortals, we are demigods. Is it difficult to take off this body?

Is your soul nobler than those of those brave soldiers?"

"boom!"

A few hundred meters away, a sandstorm rose. The sand robber's knife was firmly grasped by one hand, and the dog-headed man appeared at the scene at some point. He left a path full of death flowers behind him, and those who rode on

The sand bandits on the horse had all died at some point. They were twisted into a ball of rotten bones, and the fragrant fragrance spread. Nasus looked at him calmly.

Then he threw his right fist.

The guy flew out - to be precise, his upper body flew out. Blood sprinkled on Nasus' face, but he remained unmoved. Killing was just a means to him, and he was also a scholar after all.

.

Yes, a scholar who has been wandering for hundreds of years, a lunatic. A person who has watched his country be destroyed, watched its people in a state of confusion but never took any action, and even felt that they did not deserve to be enlightened.

Holding the sharp scimitar of the leader of the sand bandits, Nasus rubbed his fingers carefully on the blade. Not only did the sharp knife not hurt him, it even broke into pieces easily with two fingers.

What have I been doing for the past few hundred years?

I'm wandering... No, I'm just wasting time. And it's not my own time. The lifespan of the Ascended Ones is almost endless... I'm wasting the last breath of the empire.

Nasus sadly discovered that if he had not fallen into madness at that time, but had taken action, then the Azir dynasty might not have been destroyed so easily, and there would have been something left behind. Instead of being like now, people were

Various city lords rule, they are greedy and have no ambition. They only think about their own one-third of an acre of land, without considering the entire Shurima.

Fortunately, it's not too late to wake up now. Yes, I still have time...

Nasus turned his head and looked at the group of trembling and kneeling people. Only the dog-headed man from the ancient legend walked out of the yellow sand. He said slowly: "Stand up. Only one of the people of Shurima kneels down."

Object."