Chapter 145: Darkin Legend



After listening to Li Lin's story, Azir fell into silence for a long time.

As a god-warrior, his eyes, blessed by astral magic, can easily penetrate the souls of ordinary humans.

He could see that what Li Lin said was not a lie.

After the fall of the Shurima Empire, those fallen Ascended Ones did have a profound impact on the world.

As for Kassadin and Sivir behind Li Lin, they were even more shocked by this legend that had never been recorded in any books.

Especially for Kassadin.

Regarding the curses of the god-warriors and astral magic, Li Lin said that there were ancient books passed down in Piltover, and he could barely accept this statement.

However, it is basically impossible to have a complete record of this kind of Darkin legend, but Li Lin has such a clear understanding of the beginning and end of the Darkin War.

And judging by Azir's performance, what he said seemed to be true, not just some oral legend he heard from somewhere...

Kassadin felt a little confused, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Li Lin changed.

How many secrets does this mysterious Ionian boy have yet to reveal?

Li Lin gave Azir a moment to think, then continued, "It can only be considered a coincidence that Kassadin and Sivir obtained these two divine weapons."

He wasn't lying.

Because Sivir was commissioned to find Charikar, and she happened to find it very convenient to use, so she took it for herself.

It was even more of a coincidence for Kassadin. The original goal of the expedition team he led was only treasure, and this "Blade of the Underworld" was just a bonus, and it was sold to Zaun.

If he hadn't been looking for a weapon to fight the Void, the Blade of the Underworld would still be a collection of some alchemist baron...

Azir couldn't find any fault with Li Lin's words.

Then, he continued, "Moreover, Sivir is your descendant. The fact that she can use the late emperor's Charikar means that she is recognized by this weapon. As for Kassadin..."

Li Lin looked back at him and said, "His hometown was swallowed by the void. He wanted to avenge his wife and daughter, and wanted to use it to fight the void..."

Void...

Upon hearing this word, the fire in Azir's eyes suddenly flared up, "They're back again?!"

Kassadin couldn't help but interrupt, his voice mournful, "Yes, Your Majesty, a man named Malzahar, known as the 'Prophet', brought the Void back to Shurima from Icathia.

"He tore open a void rift in my hometown, the Valley of Song in southeastern Shurima, devouring everyone in my village. I want to use this divine weapon that once pierced the heart of the void to fight them and avenge my family."

"Fighting the void is the unshirkable duty of every god warrior. There's no need..."

Azir had just finished speaking when he realized that there were almost no god-warriors left. He sighed and changed his words:

"It's a good idea to fight the Void with the weapons of a god-warrior and avenge your family, but don't let hatred blind you.

"The Blade of the Underworld and the meager blessing on your armor are far from enough. You don't understand the horror of the void.

"Even the god-warriors cannot avoid being eroded by the void, but ordinary mortals like you will be devoured by the void abyss if you gaze into it."

Kassadin exhaled heavily. "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty, but I have made up my mind. I will fight the Void to the very end... and I still have this."

He took out a small box from his bag that was engraved with exquisite runes and sealed with magic.

Azir narrowed his eyes. He could feel that the box contained something with the breath of the void.

"This is... where did you get it?!"

"It belonged to a chem-baron in Zaun, and I stole it."

Kassadin took the box back.

“I heard that it was a fragment of the monolith from the Great Void War, although most of the monolith has been eroded and swallowed by the void.

"But this stone is special. It maintains a special state with the void within itself... Holding it can prevent one from being eroded by the void."

“But you don’t know the consequences it might bring.” Azir’s voice was serious. “Anyone who touches the Void will eventually be devoured by it.”

"When the time comes, I will choose to understand my own life."

Azir stared silently into Kassadin's determined eyes for a long time.

"Well... Now that Horlock is dead, it's better to let his weapon play its final role rather than let it lie in the dark grave."

He shook his head and returned his gaze to Li Lin. "Now, let's talk about your problem."

A surprised expression appeared on Li Lin's face. "...Me?"

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