After hearing Nathers' words, Azel nodded slightly.

Indeed, as long as they guard the city, there will be a constant stream of Shurima people. After hearing the rumors of the rise of the capital, they may be curious or worshipped, and they will always think of coming and witnessing it with their own eyes. By then, they will either be impressed by the grand city or be scared.

But just letting things go naturally is not his style.

"Not fast enough," Azil said: "I want the whole world to hear my voice. I can't wait to see the golden guard standing on the Oasis of the Emperor's Avenue in the Oasis of Dawn."

Azer didn't care what kind of suspicion his return would stir up among the crowd. He just wanted to strengthen his people and his army. People are the foundation of a country's strength, and an unmanned country cannot become a climate.

At the same time, Azer also needs an army. His sand soldiers are soulless warriors, so they can only fight and cannot help him manage the city. Moreover, his hands cannot stretch out so long and cover everything. He cannot personally participate in every battle in Shurima in the future without falling.

As for what kind of wave his arrival set off in the crowd, he didn't care. He just wanted to grow his power quickly.

"It's not a day to make a mountain nine-foot mountain. Your Majesty, we have been waiting for so long, not a short while. This is a world where mortals are in power, and nothing can stop you."

Nathers kept persuading Azir to make up for the current situation in the world. Thousands of years have passed, and even the astrological signs have shifted. Azir needs to know too much, so it is best not to act rashly before figuring out the consequences.

Seeing Shiville coming, Nathers and Rekton dragged Zeras to the depths of the tomb. Now only the Ascension Emperor and the three of them were left by the river. Azel looked at the surging river water and was ecstatic.

"I was wondering if I wanted to go around first and see with my own eyes what Shurima has become now." He murmured to himself, hoping that someone would tell him the answer.

"Only by going to see, you will know that the underground ground in the west of the Shurima Desert has become a nest of void creatures."

"Has it spread..." Azil couldn't help but frown. Even Shurima in his heyday could not be eradicated, so what would he do to solve it?

The river was flowing, and Kahn felt that the time was coming, so he asked Azil: "Your Majesty, are you still counting the abolition of slavery now?"

As soon as these words came out, Azer's body seemed to froze under his armor. This interesting scene also made Shivil smell the breath of gossip and narrow his eyes alertly.

Azil pondered that if he remembered correctly, those who knew about this should have died except Zelas.

He announced the abolition of slavery the moment he ascended, in order to surprise Zelas, but the subsequent betrayal made everyone who learned about it die in the disaster. Nathers and Recton happened to be out of the scene and were sent away by Zelas to subdue a flaming spirit beast. When the disaster came back, they were unaware of it.

Azir could have taken back this sentence when he was betrayed, but the painful lesson forced him to take this matter seriously.

"I need a group of people who respect me as ruler, not a group of slaves who don't even have a name."

Today is different from the past. Shurima, which has been reborn, needs development urgently. Only enlightened policies can attract more people. Slavery will only become an obstacle to him at present.

"Shiville, I have something to do. You can stroll around the city and arrange it yourself." After saying that, Azel left with a cane blade.

Watching his back disappear from the corner, Shiville looked at Kahn: "You asked for Taliyah, are you?"

"Yes, what Azer next must be to gather his former people and unify the already divided tribes. In this process, the nomadic peoples where Taliyah is located will be worried that the ascension emperor will turn them into slaves."

"Freedom is the most important thing." Shiville agreed.

“Is it more important than money?”

"Of course, how can money be compared with freedom? Of course, I don't lack money now. Any antique in this city can be sold at a good price." Shiville disregarded Kahn's sarcasm, turned to look at the moat at his feet, and asked casually: "When will this water be full?"

"What are you trying to do?" Kahn asked.

The moat in the Dawn Oasis is very deep and has not yet been filled with water. However, the water output from the pipe entrance still shows no sign of a decrease. If it continues to simmer like this, the river will soon begin to pour into the Mother of Life and flow through most of Shurima, bringing life and hope for the people trapped by the heat of thirst.

"It is the fastest to leave the capital by boat. There is no one in this dead city. It's so boring." Shiville kicked a stone into the river and then sat by the river.

There is no protection provided by such a deep river, which looks very dangerous. However, the Shurima people's desire for tamsui would want to pounce if they could swim.

"Are you leaving so soon? I think it's okay here, no one disturbs you." Kahn has no plans to leave the Oasis of Dawn. This mysterious ancient city has just been unveiled. It's a pity to leave without exploring it.

"Yes, we plan to wait for Taliyah here and ask her to do a favor." Kasha echoed.

"What are you doing?"

"About my father, it's just a little 'small thing', but Taliyah can do it."

"Oh~" Shiville nodded perfunctorily, "When it comes to help, I remember something."

She said, taking out two bottles of water from her body and giving one of them to Kahn. Seeing that Kahn didn't reach out, she turned to Kahn and stuffed it into Kahn's hand, which attracted her questions. "What is this?"

"The spring of healing." Severe replied.

When she was left in the temple to avoid the Ascension War, she did not do anything. Even without Kahn's reminder, she would catch some spring water and put it on her body to prevent emergencies. It turned out that there was such a magical thing that could repair any fatal injuries in a short time, but this does not mean that he had forgiven Kahn.

Kahn glanced at the spring water and asked Kasha to take it. He commented casually: "The thing is good, but the portion is a little small, and I've been soaked by someone."

"..." Shiville suddenly had the urge to kick Kahn into the moat, but finally resisted and did not do so.
Chapter completed!