I Am an Editor at Marvel

Ethan's epiphany didn't last long. When he woke up, a pattern of flames appeared on the center of his eyebrows. From this pattern, gorgeous patterns spread across his whole body, connecting them as if they were a modern highway map.

The residual energy of the Zoroastrian Kingdom remaining in the ancient tomb became active all of a sudden after Ethan accepted the sacred fire. They were like a wanderer who had been wandering for a long time and finally found a home, and his brain flooded into his body.

With the influx of energy, Ethan's strength climbed rapidly, apprentice level, official professional level, low-level professional level, intermediate professional level, and advanced professional level, each of the thresholds was pierced like paper.

It didn’t take long for Ethan to go from an ordinary person to a rare high-level professional. The legendary level above this can not be broken by simply relying on energy accumulation. It needs to have a certain or a certain type of rule. Deep understanding and mastery.

"Congratulations, starting today, you are one step closer to your dream." Nasus said congratulated Ethan.

Ethan slowly opened his eyes, the lines on his body flashed suddenly and then gradually faded, fading into his body.

Feeling the powerful force in his body that he had never had before, Ethan was very happy. He no longer has to worry about being assassinated in the middle. Those people lack the method of assassination, and he is confident to end the current situation of war.

"Thank you for your guidance." Ethan gave a slight salute to Nasus. If he hadn't met Nasus, he didn't know how long it would take to figure out what was going on.

And as his strength increased, Ethan could even feel the power of the kobold in front of him, and the energy channels in the surrounding air were specially reserved by the man in front of him.

"No, I just want it." Nasus didn't pretend at all. Yes, he is the most kind of Ascended Shurima, but he won't be so patient with every mortal.

After sensing the aura of the holy fire in Ethan, Nasus thought of one thing for the first time, but this matter needs Ethan to do it willingly.

"Please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will try my best." Ethan also left room to speak to prevent Nasus from making any requests that touched his bottom line.

For example, assisting Azir to rebuild Shurima, he couldn't do that request. He lived in this world, not to help the ancient emperor return to the throne.

Nasus obviously knew this too. He just looked up outside this tomb, "I hope you can help purify my brother."

"Purification?!" Ethan said in disbelief. In many religions, the word purification is just a little more polite than killing, which means the same thing.

"You misunderstood." Nasus continued, "Xerath didn't know what he did in that coffin. My brother's thinking was affected. He regarded me as an enemy. I have been using it for hundreds of years. Various methods tried to solve this problem, but in the end it was only delayed."

"I understand, what should I do?" Ethan asked.

His current professional level is quite high, but let people with little experience do such dangerous things, people with normal minds shouldn’t think so, in case Ethan shakes his hand and sends Rekton to the sky. Nasus is afraid of death.

"Just follow me."

Click, Nasus's voice just fell, and numerous cracks appeared in the sculpture deep in the tomb.

Click, click, the surface of the sculpture smashed a piece of material, and then a hand directly stretched out from it, pulled it to both sides, and the sculpture was divided into two.

Nasus' ontology stepped out of it, and he looked more restrained with the flesh, but in Ethan's perception, he was also more dangerous.

"You are not sealed?!" Ethan was surprised and didn't know what to say.

"Who do you think built this tomb?" Nasus said with a smile back.

"Then why don't you come out directly..."

Ethan's question was not answered by Nasus, because someone else responded to him.

"Nasus! Welcome to the catastrophe!"

Renekton's voice came in from outside, just by listening to this volume, you can know how angry the guy making the sound is.

Nasus glanced at Ethan and raised his brow.

Look, know why I sealed myself up.

Ethan nodded, he understood, quite understood, because Renekton was now banging on the door of the side tomb with his big knife.

Klang Klang! The entire side tomb was faltered, and the door that automatically closed after Ethan came in was constantly dusted with dust.

Suddenly, Ethan remembered something, Jackie Chan was still outside!

(Jackie Chan: Thank you! I didn't forget me!)

"What should we do?! My friend is still outside! He won't be in any danger!" Ethan asked eagerly.

Nasus shook his head, "If I didn't show up, he might be a little dangerous. If I show up, Renekton won't be able to tolerate anyone else."

"Next I will go out and be responsible for controlling him, and then when I control it, you come back and burn his surface body with the holy fire, and the power of purification will break the spiritual cage of Xerath on him. Kouzi, I believe that as long as his own will appears, nothing will be a problem."

Ethan nodded, indicating that he understood.

Immediately afterwards, Nasus let out a roar, and death descended!

Huge energy bloomed out of Nasus' body, forming a formation around his body that would corrode and seize the soul. At the same time, Nasus' figure directly hit the ceiling of the tomb.

Then, Ethan watched Nasus clenching the scepter in his hand and rushed directly out of the tomb.

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Wasn't he a librarian before? Will the librarian of this year become a melee expert after he soars? !

Ethan walked out carefully ~www.readwn.com~ while thinking in his mind.

The gate of the tomb with the formation pattern opened automatically after Nasus launched a charge. Nasus pushed Reekton underground, pushing all the way forward, directly cutting out a deep passage.

When Ethan walked out of the side grave, his eyes kept searching in front, searching for Jackie Chan's figure.

Soon he found that in a corner, the mound formed by the falling sand was slightly undulating.

Ethan hurried over and pulled the mound aside with both hands, and then dragged Jackie Chan out of the bag.

Jackie Chan's face was dumbfounded. He probably hadn't recovered from the sudden incident. He coughed twice and dust spewed out of his two nostrils.

"Hey, hey, are you okay." Ethan asked Jackie Chan, shaking his head.

Seeing that Jackie Chan didn't reply, Ethan began to search in his mind. What spell should he use to such a patient?