Chapter 160 The Final Ascension Ceremony
The Ascension Ceremony is about to begin.

This is a grand occasion that has not been seen in the Shurima Empire in hundreds of years!

And the person who is going to ascend this time is the current great emperor of Shurima!
Over the years, Azir expanded the territory of Shurima and ruled the empire with a strict and fair hand, winning the hearts of the people.

People from the entire capital came to watch the ceremony. They all hoped that Azir could ascend successfully and become a figure like the Ascended Lord Setaka, leading the Shurima Empire to greatness again.

However, at such an important moment, Nasus and Renekton were not present!

Because Xerath had already arranged to distract them. He weakened the seal of a magical sarcophagus, turning the fire beast sealed inside into a time bomb. When it finally broke free, only Renekton and Nasus could defeat it. In this way, Azir lost the only two people who could protect him.

This also allowed Xerath to complete the last step of his plan!
Without Nasus and Renekton, his plan will be foolproof!
However, everyone was kept in the dark by Xerath, whether it was Azir on the stage or those who were watching the ascension ceremony below the stage.

Only the audience who watched everything from beginning to end outside the screen knew his conspiracy!
——"Oh shit! What is Xerath planning to do!"

——"Of course! He plans to replace Azir as the Ascended One himself!"

——"It feels like something is wrong! What will Xerath do?"

——"I think I know how Shurima was destroyed..."

——"Azir was still thinking about abolishing the slavery system in Shurima! But now Xerath wants to kill him!"

——"No wonder these two people turned against each other in the end!"

The mystery of the fall of Shurima is gradually revealed as the plot of the film unfolds.

Even though Nasus and Renekton, the Ascended brothers trusted by the Emperor, were not by his side, Azir did not let this delay him from fulfilling the great destiny he saw before him.

The ascension ceremony was held as scheduled!

This ascension ceremony, which originally belonged to Azir, was the turning point of this vast empire!
At this moment, no one in the film knows anything about this! Except for Xerath!
They all thought that this emperor who was about to become an ascender would bring glory to Shurima just like the War Queen Setaka did a thousand years ago!

Little did they know that what Shurima was about to face next was its destruction!

Nasus and Renekton were sent out by Xerath, which also shows Azir's trust in this companion.

But Xerath had already turned away from him. After that sentence, Xerath was only superficially submissive to Azir!

Only when he lowers his head does Zeratul's face reveal his ambition.

All the audience opened their eyes wide and stared at the big screen. Azir was striding towards the Temple of the Sun under the protection of thousands of armored soldiers and in the sight of everyone!

And Xerath followed beside him.

……

It was at this moment. Xerath raised his head, following the Emperor of Shurima, walking towards the Sun Priests and the Sun Temple that had been prepared.

This is the moment!
He had sacrificed so much for this moment and spent his entire life preparing.

A corrupt empire and its overconfident young ruler will meet their doom under the foolish yet unshakable symbol of the sun.

The key to immortality, the secret so closely guarded and so sparingly given, would be his alone, and he would steal it before the eyes of the whole world. It was a moment of perfect revenge, a moment of freedom for the slave Xerath.

His master was wearing a helmet, showing no expression, and he knew that this pile of beautifully decorated metal armor would not return kindness.

But even so, Xerath still looked at the soulless eagle head with a smile, and his smile was from the bottom of his heart.

He had lived his whole life in obedience, first in the service of a mad emperor and now in the service of another vain emperor, scheming and scheming for the throne, his search for knowledge on the brink of oblivion almost devouring him - all efforts culminating in this strange masquerade, this ascension ceremony.

The moment these words were spoken aloud, they were a devastating blow: We shall ascend, and you shall be chained to the rubble, waiting for the sands of time to consume you all.

No, not again, not again. The chosen golden monarch would not be embraced by the sun and ascend to godhood. A slave would take his place; a slave through and through, a poor slave boy who rescued a royal heir from the sands.

For this sin, Xerath was punished with a terrible, maddening promise: freedom.

Unreachable freedom, forbidden freedom. A slave who even imagines freedom for a moment is sentenced to death, because the Ascended can see through flesh and bones, into the soul of a person, and see the betrayal that flickers in his soul.

But freedom was there, in the mouth of a young monarch, the prince he had pulled from the gentle embrace of the desert mother, Azir, the golden sun, who had sworn to grant him freedom, his savior, his new friend.

However, this promise has not been fulfilled to this day.

This promise came from a grateful child, but also an ignorant child who did not understand the impact such a promise could have.

How could Azir shake thousands of years of rule? How could he go against tradition, against his father, against destiny?
In the end, the young emperor would lose everything because of his broken promise.

In this way, Xerath was promoted and continued his education, and finally gained the trust and reuse of Azir - but he never got his freedom.

Unfulfilled promises ate away at his nature, ate away at his future.

Xerath was robbed of something small and simple: the right to control his own life, so he decided to take everything, everything that originally belonged to him, everything that should belong to him: the empire, ascension, and the closest thing to pure freedom.

Xerath approached the majestic and aggressive Ascension Altar step by step, walked respectfully behind the emperor, and accepted the salutes of the soldiers on both sides. These incompetent people were the defenders of Shurima. Xerath felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart, which made him panic.

Was this what joy felt like? Could revenge bring joy? The emotional impact almost shook his body.

At this moment, the finely crafted golden armor suddenly stopped.

Turned around and walked towards Xerath.

(End of this chapter)