"Where did you hide Azir's offspring?"

Nasus ignored his question, kicked the ground with his back feet, and his whole body instantly bounced into the air. The battle axe in his hand, which was already imbued with the power of the gods, chopped straight towards Xerath's head.

"I'll send you back underground!"

Zeratul's figure flashed, easily avoiding his ruthless full-strength attack.

Nasus's heavy body fell to the ground, creating a small hole in the yellow sand.

"Back then, with the help of your beloved brother, you were able to suppress me." Xerath sneered. "And now, since the cage door opened, have you heard any rumors about Renekton?"

"Don't mention his name!" Each word came out from Nasus's low and hoarse throat.

"Have you seen what he looks like now?"

Xerath smiled sinisterly, slowly floated down from the air, and stopped a few dozen meters away from Nasus.

Seeing that Nasus had a gloomy expression and said nothing, he became even more presumptuous.

"Of course you didn't see it. He would kill you if he saw you now."

Nasus didn't pursue the topic further. "You are not chosen by the sun. Your power originally belonged to Azir."

He took heavy steps and slowly approached Zeratul, whose limbs were covered with flames and blue arcs of electricity.

"Neither is Renekton, but he ascended as well."

“Don’t mention his name!” Nasus roared angrily.

The battle axe in his hand spun and swung towards Zeratul with the power to collapse mountains and split the earth.

Zeratul still just sneered and dodged without fighting back.

"Your brother is weak... Oh, you should know that, just like you."

Nasus knew very well that Xerath wanted to provoke him so that his subsequent attacks would easily reveal flaws.

He knew he shouldn't be annoyed by such trivial tricks, but this evil witch spirit mentioned Renekton again and again, making him unable to control his emotions.

"In fact, he is more fragile than I thought." Zeratul insisted, his tone full of mockery.

"I simply told him that you threw him into the darkness, trapped him with his enemies, and left him to fend for himself, and the brainless crocodile collapsed."

Nasus lowered his head, and the battle axe made of ancient metal and enchanted by celestial magic was gripped by his sharp claws, making a "crackling" sound.

In just a moment, a cloud of sand surged around him, forming a hurricane that covered the area within a hundred meters around him.

Xerath's heart trembled, and he quickly stepped back from Nasus, raised his hands into the air, and ignited violent lightning and flames of arcane energy.

Nasus waved his hand, and the towering raging sandstorm was swept up by the hurricane, as if it had life, driven by the magic cast by his hands and continuously injected into his body.

His limbs were filled with strength, and his dark body grew terrifyingly taller and larger with the injection of countless grains of sand, as if venting all the anger accumulated over endless years.

In just one breath, Nasus had turned into a hill nearly a hundred meters in size.

The giant axe with an aquamarine gem in the center grew along with it, transforming into a towering giant.

This is Nasus’ true godly form—the coming of death!

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