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Finally, two days later, Aatrox was the first to turn his head and look outside the ancient city.

Several figures appeared in the sky outside the ancient city and flew towards this side quickly.

At this point, all other members of Aatrox's Darkin Legion have arrived.

The darkin harpist Tiratu, the darkin spear Anakka, the darkin halberd Tarosh, the darkin crossbow Naganeka, the darkin star metal ball Horaz, the darkin harpoon Ibaros, the darkin staff Balkux, the darkin dragon fan Blay, and the darkin heavy shield Jorral!

Nine Darkin in total!

Moreover, these Darkspawn represent different areas of Runeterra, even including the spiritual realm and Mount Targon.

Zuo Chi could also see that after not seeing each other for thousands of years, these people were extremely excited when they saw Aatrox, especially Jorar, his voice was trembling when he spoke to Aatrox.

"Aatrox. Long time no see."

Aatrox held Joral's shoulders, and Zuo Chi saw an emotion in his eyes that had never appeared before - gentleness and kindness.

In the past, Zuo Chi would never believe that Aatrox would have these two emotions. After all, Aatrox was the man known as the movable type printing press of the canyon, and he could curse people for three days and three nights without repeating himself. But now, Zuo Chi actually saw it with his own eyes.

Afterwards, Aatrox introduced Zuo Chi to his followers. It is worth mentioning that when these Darkin saw Nasus, their eyes widened with disbelief.

But after Aatrox explained the reason to them, they said nothing more.

Just like that, the legion that Aatrox and Zuo Chi were in was completely assembled. What they needed to do next was to find where Zolani was!

Time passed little by little, and finally, at a certain moment after that, Aatrox suddenly raised his head and looked towards the east.

Then, all the Darkin present looked over there at the same time, and they all clenched their weapons.

"General." Tarosh called softly.

Aatrox slowly retracted his gaze and growled in a murderous voice:

"She's in Icathia!"

152. Chapter 152 The Second Darkin War Begins!

I don’t know when it started, but the already tense atmosphere on the continent of Shurima became even more grim.

People from all over Shurima continued to head towards the land that had long been untouched by anyone. Powerful auras of demigods echoed in the dust, causing all creatures in the desert to hide.

This kind of situation has only happened twice before.

One was the Shurima Empire's Ascended Legion's expedition to the Icathian Void, and the other was the First Darkin War.

And now, this solemn atmosphere seems to have appeared again!

Southeast of Shurima, Icathia.

In front of the open space filled with corpses of void creatures, thousands of powerful warriors including Zolani gathered here.

Without exception, these people were covered in white cloaks, their skin was dark red, and their bodies were covered with hideous and dry muscle textures.

The blood in these people's bodies is extremely violent, as if external forces were being forced into their bodies.

Under the transformation of Zolani's blood magic, they are no longer the mortals they used to be. Now, each of them has the terrifying power to fight against a hundred people alone, but along with this, their lifespan has also been sharply reduced.

In front of the thousands of white-robed warriors, there were nearly ten figures with somewhat strange appearances.

They all curled up their bodies under their cloaks, as if they didn't want others to see their strange shapes.

They are all Shurima warriors who failed to ascend - Bakai.

Whether it was the Bake or the white-robed warriors, they were all looking at the platform in front of them with fanatical eyes.

There, Zolani, with bony wings on her back, stood proudly. Behind her was a figure that was much taller than the platform. He was just standing behind Zolani, but he was able to give people an extremely terrifying pressure.

He held a crescent-shaped axe in his hand, and the muscles all over his body had turned from gray-green to dark red. His sharp teeth flashed a cold metallic light, and a row of hideous spikes grew from top to bottom along his spine on his back. At this moment, he was staring at all the living things in front of him with his bloodshot eyes.

Renekton, the former ascended god, has now been completely corrupted by Zolani.

Just like a walking corpse, he just stood quietly behind Zolani, without a trace of light in his eyes, like a machine controlled by Zolani.

Zolani looked at the believers in front of her, she opened her arms and breathed in the thick bloody smell around her.

This day will eventually come, and now, Zolani is fully prepared!

She has attracted hundreds of times more believers than the Aatrox Legion, and has consumed countless blood and energy during this period of time, including several Bakays who refused to work for her.

Zolani was very sure that her current strength was not even half as strong as Aatrox's in the past.

Without any reservation, Zolani released her aura without restraint, and her unique aura spread to every corner of the Shurima continent at an extremely terrifying speed.

Almost at the same time, another darkin aura spread from the western region of Shurima, responding to Zolani's provocation with an unyielding attitude.

"Come on, Aatrox, let me see if you have improved in these thousands of years!"

Zolani's whispers were like an eternal nightmare, lingering for a long time on this already desolate land.

What she didn't notice was that in the sky above their heads, there were bursts of hidden sounds of breaking wind.

They were some golden spirits with very strange shapes. They all had a pair of golden wings, and the energy that constructed their bodies was also a righteous golden color.

Judging from their appearance, these spirits do not seem to have combat capabilities. Instead, they are more like messengers responsible for monitoring this place!

The big eyes on the messenger's head were watching everything below. After completely recording the current situation of Icathia, they flapped their wings and flew quickly towards the west of Shurima.

They were flying very high, and from the direction of their flight, it could be seen that their destination was not within the Shurima Empire, but at the westernmost part of the Shurima continent, the highest point in the entire Runeland - the top of Mount Targon!

On the other side, Aatrox and Zuo Chi stood side by side on the ancient city. Behind them were Nasus and all members of the Darkin Legion.

Aatrox tightly grasped the giant sword in his hand. The heart on the giant sword kept beating. The breath of Aatrox rushed into the sky like a storm, responding to Zolani's provocation.

Nine Darkborn stood behind the two men. Their huge bodies of various shapes were like war machines. They were all waiting for the general's orders.

A sandstorm swept through the vast desert again, and the voice of Aatrox rang out at this time.

"let's go!"

At the moment Aatrox finished speaking, more than a dozen figures jumped down from the ancient city and turned into streams of light, flying towards the east.

Aatrox and Zuo Chi were flying in the front, and behind them, Anaca, Tarosh and several other Darkin who could fly followed closely behind.

Those Dark Indigen who could not fly were running quickly on the sand below. Their footsteps stepped heavily on the yellow sand. The yellow sand had just been stirred up, but their figures had already passed by at a high speed.

Ten dark descendants plus two ascended gods, the pressure they bring out with full firepower is enough to make the sandstorm that covers the sky and the sun tremble.

If you zoom out, you can see that twelve streams of light are starting from the center of the Shurima continent and rushing towards the west.

At the front, Zuo Chi and Aatrox had serious looks in their eyes, because they were confused as to why Zolani would appear in Icathia!

Zuo Chi had thought that Zolani would appear in any corner of the Shurima continent, even in the imperial capital of Shurima, but he had never thought of the land of Icathia.

As a wasteland located in the southeastern corner of the Shurima continent, since the Void War, it has almost become a forbidden area for the living except for some remaining survivors. The dangers there are much more than the desert of Shurima.

But Zolani chose this cursed land.

Zuo Chi was feeling very depressed at this moment, and he could no longer suppress the murderous intent towards Zuo Lanni in his heart.

Regardless of whether this was a conspiracy or not, he was very clear about one thing: Kassadin was still in Icathia!

Zuo Chi only hoped that Kassadin would never meet Zolani, and even more so, would not try to get close to Zolani and her group. Otherwise, with her appearance that was extremely similar to that of the void creatures, it would be too dangerous.

Behind the team, Nasus followed closely behind the Darkin Legion. In addition to the murderous intent towards Zolani, there was also a hint of worry in his eyes.

Being in the midst of it all, Nasus knew better than anyone how powerful Aatrox and his legion were now.

Will this battle once again destroy the newly rebuilt Shurima Empire?

Perhaps, Aatrox can defeat Zolani, and he can rescue his brother, but what after that?

How should these darkin who have been tortured in cages for thousands of years treat this world that once hurt them? How should they face the Shurima Empire that once again stands in the yellow sand?

Before, Nasus' whole heart was concerned about Renekton, but now that he has calmed down, he remembered all these problems.

Nasus only hoped that Aatrox would remember the promise he made beneath the sun disc and not do anything to harm the Shurima Empire.

Time passed by little by little, and Zuo Chi and his group were rapidly approaching the southeastern part of Shurima. Finally, three days later, they crossed most of Shurima and arrived at the cursed land!

Along the way, the closer they got to Icathia, the more void creatures they encountered. On the way, they even ran into the Axe clan that Zuo Chi had met in Zoran before.

It’s just a pity that if it were in the past, Zuo Chi might have been troubled by this, after all, there were too many of these void creatures.

But now, with Aatrox's army here, Zuo Chi only wants to say to these void creatures:

You must be sweating, bro!

Now that they were here, even the sound of the wind had become much gentler. They only needed to take one more step forward and they would enter the territory of Icathia.

In front, Zolani's aura was still raging, and even Zuo Chi, who was not a Darkin, had felt it.

Zuo Chi and Aatrox looked at each other, and both saw a look of determination in each other's eyes.

"Zuo Chi, give Zolani to me!" Aatrox said in a deep voice.

Zuo Chi nodded affirmatively: "We will help you remove the obstacles!"

Looking at his compatriots behind him again, Aatrox was just about to step into the territory of Icathia, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his head to look to the west, and a strange emotion appeared in his eyes.

Noticing something strange about Aatrox, everyone present looked over there.

When Zuo Chi saw that direction, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, with some surprise in his eyes.

How come these two people are here?

There, a young man holding a giant dark scythe stood proudly, with rich shadow magic following behind him, stretching his shadow very long.

At the same time, Laast's hoarse and nostalgic voice sounded:

"Aatrox, and my compatriots, it's been a long time."

After hearing Rhaast's voice and looking at Rhaast in Kayn's hand, both Aatrox and his legion members showed puzzled looks on their faces.

What's going on? Why didn't Rhaast transform this human's body after taking over his body?

When they take over the host's body, they will use blood magic to transform it, shaping it into a form closest to their own heyday. But now, apart from the left arm, Laast's host has no other modified features.

Could it be that Rhaast likes the atmosphere of this mortal body?

Although the other members of the Darkin Legion were still a little confused, Aatrox, who was proficient in blood magic, discovered that Rhaast did not seem to have taken over Kayn's body.

"Rhaast, it's been thousands of years since we last met. It seems that even your interests and hobbies have changed." Aatrox said in a deep voice.

Laast was slightly stunned. He asked suspiciously, "Aatrox, what do you mean?"