Having lost his parents at an early age, Sivir is more familiar with deceit than the average child—no one is more familiar with deception, lies, and betrayal than Sivir, who has made a name for himself in the desert.

The special experience makes Sivir a very contradictory existence, on the one hand, she is ruthless, and she recognizes money but not people; On the other hand, she has a kind heart that ordinary people can't check.

If there was not the slightest softness in Sivir's heart, I am afraid that she would have left Vikora with Nasus by now, instead of using a clumsy excuse to encourage Nasus to fight against the army of Zeros.

In this case, Rhodes openly offered to steal the country, which made Sivir not know how to deal with it for a while.

At this moment, for the first time, Sivir began to think about his choice—was it really the right decision to avoid and refuse?

After a moment of silence, Sivir gave an answer.

Yes.

Perhaps it's shameful to escape, but it's always been useful.

And, most importantly, Sivir is a man who does not believe in fate.

If at the beginning, Azir's statement was "I resurrected you, and you owe me a favor", maybe Sivir would have obediently stayed to help - but when Azir opened his mouth to "Shurima's fate", Sivir instantly lost the will to communicate with him, and only thought about how far away he was......

The fate of Dog X.

Born as an orphan and living his childhood through petty theft, Sivir is not a man who believes in fate - if there is fate, why must he be the worst?

After being convinced that he really didn't mean to inherit the throne, Sivir finally looked up.

"If that's the case, maybe we might be a win-win situation."

"Good, very good." Rod clapped his hands in satisfaction, "Look, we've reached a consensus—"

"But it's only possible." Sivir directly interrupted Rod's words, "I need to remind you, Mr. Rod, Shurima is not an ordinary funeral object, but a huge country, and I am not sure if you are qualified to have it. ”

"Oh?" Rod raised an eyebrow, "You mean, I need to go through some tests?" ”

"Clever." Sivir nodded in satisfaction, "At least you need to be able to clean up those damn betrayers, right?" You know, I hate betrayal the most. ”

"Betrayer?"

"There's one just outside the city." "That guy named Zelath is Shurima's biggest betrayer, and you're your competitor, so I don't think you mind killing him to show off your strength, right?" ”

Sivir's distraction wasn't clumsy, but it wasn't very clever, and Rhodes could assure him that as long as he turned around and cleaned up Zelas as Sivir had said, she would be able to get away with it in a minute.

Rod did not discern any willingness to cooperate with him in Sivir's expressiveness.

But this was also expected by Rod - he didn't expect to close the deal as soon as they met, and for someone like Sivir, the collaboration itself is a very dangerous thing.

But...... You have your plan, and I have my ladder to cross the bridge.

While borrowing a knife to kill people, you also have to worry that it is easy to invite God and difficult to send God!

After a slight hesitation to show his "thoughtfulness", Rod finally nodded "with difficulty".

"Yes." Rhodes deep into his right hand, "So, a word is a certainty?" ”

"It's a deal." Sivir high-fived Rhodes with sincerity, "Let me see if you have the best choice." ”

With his palms apart, Rhodes took off his staff from behind his back and quickly rushed in the direction of the battle. Behind him, Sivir had a sarcastic smile on his face.

It's a pity that Sivir, who was smiling happily, didn't know that at the moment of the high-five, a spatial anchor invisible to the naked eye had been left on Rhodes' body.

……………………

Outside the city, Nasus's massive body blocked the gates.

Armed with an axe and revealing the body of the Ascendant, Nasus looked only a head lower than the ancient walls of Vikola, the breath of the desert lingering around his black body, and the tiny sandstorm made it impossible to open the eyes of those who came within ten yards of him.

Under normal circumstances, no mortal would choose to challenge such a god-like being.

But this was clearly not the case—driven by fear and will, sand thieves, thugs, and raiders rushed at Nasus, wielding their weapons in vain and trying to cause the behemoth a little trouble.

Nasus, on the other hand, wields an axe in his hand and sends the scum controlled by Zelath to hell.

Nasus's obsidian-like body was not stained with blood, so even though the dead man's body was piled up in front of Nasus, he still looked clean and spotless.

However, the spotless Nasus, while looking firmly in the upper hand, kept his brow tightly knit - he could tell that these fallen mortals were dying one after another.

Without special weapons, these people couldn't even cut through Nasus's skin, but even so, they still rushed towards Nasus like a tidal wave.

In this case, Nasus could easily have judged their intentions.

These people are dragging their feet.

Zelas is nearby.

Realizing this, Nasus's heart was very heavy - as a person who had fought with Zeroth, Nasus knew very well what the means of this special witch spirit, although the endless energy in the ascension ritual did not reshape his body, but allowed him to have almost infinite energy, combined with his already brilliant spell-casting skills, even if he and Renekton did it together, it was only enough to seal it.

And now, Zelas has broken the seal and even formed an army of his own.

For the first time, Nasus realized what fear meant to an army - the sand bandits and raiders had gone on like warriors to die in fear.

This scene is truly ironic!

In addition to the irony, Nasus was more panicked, or worried, in his heart.

Facing the approaching Zelas, Nasus clearly lacks enough confidence - the last time he and his brother joined forces, they couldn't win, and this time they went it alone......

Shaking his head, Nasus once again split an idiot trying to sneak up on him.

No matter what, I won't back down this time.