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Urgot was once the pride of Noxus—the High Executioner who broke the bodies of the weak to prove the strength of the empire. He was the living embodiment of the Noxian creed: Strength above all. But strength is a brittle thing when faced with the whispers of a demon-haunted tactician.
Swain, the mastermind who had seized control of Noxus from the shadows of the Black Rose, saw Urgot not as an ally, but as a relic. To pave the way for his own new order and to install Draven as the "Glorious Executioner," Urgot had to be discarded.
Sent to Zaun under the guise of stopping a conspiracy, Urgot walked into a trap. He was ambushed, broken, and dragged into the darkest depths of the Sump-Snipper Prison.
In the lightless toxic mines, Urgot learned a new truth. Everything he believed about Noxian strength was a lie. He watched as the warden, Lady Voce, "freed" prisoners by slitting their throats when they could no longer bear the agony.
But as the chemical fumes ate his lungs and the chains bit into his wrists, Urgot realized that Zaun possessed a treasure Noxus had never understood: Suffering. To Urgot, pain became a forge. He didn't just endure it; he embraced it. He began to replace his failing human parts with scavenged machinery. If a limb was weak, he cut it off. If a lung was scarred, he replaced it with a bellows of iron and chemical filters.
He eventually overthrew Lady Voce, feeding her to the very darkness she had used to rule. He turned the prison into a "Testing Ground." He realized that the world shouldn't be ruled by kings or councils, but by the pure, chaotic struggle for survival.
"The way you tell it, I'm actually curious!" Powder said, leaning over Chen's shoulder as they hovered above the industrial district. "I want to see this 'Crab-Man'!"
"Trust me, you really don't," Chen replied, his eyes scanning the horizon. "He's the only hero whose splash art should come with a trigger warning. He's a revolutionary, sure, but his idea of a better world is one where everyone is being ground into paste."
Suddenly, the ground beneath them didn't just shake—it roared.
BOOM!
A series of tectonic explosions ripped through the Sump. Chen reacted instantly, gunning the hoverboard's engine to gain altitude. Below them, the street literally split open. The Chem-Tech pipelines, the lifeblood and the poison of Zaun, had been detonated from within.
The explosion was catastrophic. Buildings collapsed into the newly formed craters, and the shockwave was so powerful it shattered windows in the lower levels of Piltover above. Thousands of Zaunites were buried in seconds as the "Great Collapse" repeated itself in miniature.
From the heart of the smoldering crater, a nightmare climbed out.
He was no longer human. His upper body was a mass of scarred, purple-tinted muscle and rusted plating. But his lower half was a six-legged mechanical monstrosity—a Chem-Tech tripod equipped with shotgun knees and grinding gears. His right arm had been replaced by a massive rotary cannon, and his chest was a hinged iron furnace.
"Look," Chen whispered, pointing down. "That's Urgot."
Powder took one look, shrieked, and covered her eyes with her hands. "Eww! What is that?! He's so weird and gross!"
Then, she slowly parted her fingers to peek. "Okay... maybe just one more look. Is that a stove in his stomach?"
"That's where he puts the 'patients' who don't pass his test," Chen said grimly.
Urgot hadn't even finished coughing up the dust of his prison when the sound of heavy boots echoed through the ruins. Chem-Baron Finn arrived, leading a small army. He had hundreds of mercenaries, dozens of steam-armored enforcers, and five Shimmer Warriors he had "borrowed" from the remnants of Silco's stash.
"You beast!" Finn roared, his mechanical jaw clicking with rage. "You destroyed half my refineries! Do you have any idea how much that cost me?! Today, I'm turning you into scrap metal!"
Finn waved his hand. "Kill him! Leave nothing but the bolts!"
The mercenaries opened fire. A rain of lead and chemical shells hammered into Urgot's rusted plating. But the monster didn't retreat. He stood in the center of the fire, his mechanical legs locking into the stone.
"You speak of cost," Urgot's voice was a metallic rasp, echoing from his vocal augmentations. "You speak of gold and gears. You are weak, Finn. You hide behind your walls and your wealth. I will show you the only true currency."
Urgot's rotary cannon began to spin with a high-pitched whine.
"DEATH IS THE ONLY RELEASE!"
He didn't just fire; he charged. The six-legged monstrosity tore through the debris, his shotgun-knees blasting shells into the mercenaries as he closed the distance.
Chen watched the carnage from above, his heart hammering. He knew Urgot's kit. If he stayed at a distance, he would shred them. If they got close, he would grind them.
"Chen!" Powder shouted over the sound of the gunfire. "We have to do something! He's going to kill everyone!"
Chen looked at the map, then at the rampaging Dreadnought. "Finn is a maggot, but if Urgot wins, he'll turn all of Zaun into a slaughterhouse. We need to intervene, but we can't do it alone."
Chen pulled out his radio. "Ekko! Get the Firelights. We have a 'Category: Alpha' threat in the industrial sector. And Jinx? Tell the Sheriff to get her sniper rifle ready. The Crab is out of the cage."
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