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"As far as I know, although you put many monitors into slumber back then, there was only one who was about to wake up, right?"

"indeed so......"

"As far as I know, the perfect ice you use to freeze the monitors is different from ordinary perfect ice - those perfect ice are harder and can be said to be indestructible, right?"

"So..." Lissandra didn't want to answer this question, but she still nodded slightly - this would remind her of some very bad memories.Those "different" ices are obtained by sacrificing the living.

It can even be said that it is made from the flesh and blood of living people...

"Then, once Aatrox is thrown in, there is basically no possibility of him running out." Chen Ce continued, "Under the isolation of layers of frost barriers, it is difficult for him to disturb 'To the other Watchers."

"Absolutely not." This proposal was rejected by Lissandra without hesitation.

The reason is also easy to understand:

"This ice demon is indeed very strong, but he is still too small compared to the Monitor... If you throw him in, it will have no effect other than accelerating the Monitor's awakening and destroying the world."

The Watcher was originally just showing signs of waking up. If Aatrox was thrown in, it would be equivalent to directly waking up the Watcher.

Aatrox was nothing compared to the Watchers, who would kill him in an instant.

And then...break the seal.

Destroy the world.

Lissandra's worries were justified.

But Chen Ce is very clear about another very important point——

"It's true that Aatrox can't defeat the Watcher, but maybe you need to consider one thing..."

He turned to look at the terrifying "demon" again.

At that time, Aatrox was pushing Volibear to the ground and beating him violently. His violent and bloodthirsty appearance was exactly what he claimed to be - the end of the world.

But of course, he was not unscathed - Volibear's thunder and lightning also electrocuted him into a humanoid shape. His body was covered with charred rotten flesh, and he also exuded bursts of disgusting and weird "meaty aroma".

Unlike Volibear, his injuries do not affect his continued violent output.

Even though he looks like a berserker at the end of his life.

"Aatrox is immortal. He can hold the Watcher hostage forever."

"What?" Lissandra looked confused.

"He fought against the Monitor thousands of years ago." Chen Ce explained calmly, "In the war when the ancient Shurima Empire began to decline...at that time he and other Several Ascended Ones went deep into the void, and almost all the Ascending Ones who accompanied them died—even Queen Setaka, who was known as the strongest person in Rune Land at the time..."

"And he, Aatrox, almost escaped unscathed."

"Thousands of years later, he began to seek death, but he discovered to his chagrin that... nothing in this world could kill him—including himself."

"He can't even commit suicide. And that's the real reason why he's spreading war and trying to destroy the world."

"So, do you understand?"

"..." After hearing what she said, Lissandra fell into deep silence.

It wasn't until Volibear's sharp roar came again that she sighed softly.

"But we are still facing a very serious problem now - how to let the ice devil enter the abyss? Will he take the initiative to fight with the monitor?"

Faced with this question, Chen Ce shook his head calmly. "No. Although Aatrox is full of hatred for void creatures, now he is probably more willing to let the Monitor destroy the world first, and then seek revenge from the Monitor himself."

"So, you mean to ask us to take the initiative to send him into the abyss?" Lissandra frowned again, "Such a powerful existence?"

"Yes." Chen Ce nodded again.

So, Lissandra stared straight at Chen Ce with her eyes that could not see the light.

In this case, the answer is clear.

It is impossible for the ice demon to jump into the abyss to fight with the monitor, so he can only be "sent" him in by force.

And this requires a bait...

So, who is going to seduce the ice demon now and who will be the easiest to be fooled...

Faced with Lissandra's malicious "look", Chen Ce...

He scratched his head embarrassingly.

"Don't look at me like this, I'll be embarrassed..."

Aatrox's victory was a foregone conclusion.

All the members of the Ursine clan knelt on the ground and let out bursts of mourning. The miserable scene looked even sadder than the death of their own mother.

There is no doubt that this is the best time for the Freljord Alliance army to take advantage of the situation.

But now no one rushes to harvest these bear people who are busy "crying".

Because...it makes no sense.

Yes, it doesn't make any sense anymore.

Even if Volibear dies and the Ursines fall, so what?

The most terrifying thing now is the ice demon... He alone is enough to slaughter the entire Freljord Alliance and even the entire Freljord.

In the face of a more powerful enemy - even a common enemy, the original war becomes insignificant.

Chen Ce couldn't defeat him, and Ashe and Sejuani's attacks had little effect on him... No one could stop him.

Maybe some real warriors still don't intend to stand there and wait to die, but they really have no way to continue fighting now - it's not that they don't want to fight, it's not that they can't fight, but they simply can't touch the extremely fast and flying person. The ice devil high in the sky.

Instead of hoping that Volibear and his Ursine tribe will die, it is better to hope that they can survive a little longer - after all, the Ice Demon's next target is all the Freljordians.

Under such circumstances, even Bronn, who wanted to protect others, no longer raised his shield.

He can't protect anyone.

He could only smile at Gragas, who was also bald, and then sat down to share the wine - with all the tribesmen.

This drink was very enjoyable and tragic.

Until a figure arrives.

"This wine smells delicious."

"Huh?" Gragas looked up with blurred eyes, and saw a familiar face in a burst of double images.

a young man.

One of the main reasons why he brought Bronn here.

"Chen Ce?"

"Long time no see, Gragas." Chen Ce shook hands with the bald man enthusiastically, and then turned to look at another bald man.

Bronn touched his mustache in confusion.

There were several people surrounding him now.

Ai Xi, Sejuani, Chen Ce... and an unknown tall woman.

Everyone else was fine, but Chen Ce's eyes were a little scary...

That... lustful look...

He had only felt this kind of gaze in some strange bars...

"What, what happened...?" The two-meter-tall super strong man curled up like a frightened little white rabbit.

But Chen Ce just showed a warm smile.

Then, he quickly reached out to him.

He immediately closed his eyes nervously.

There was no strange touch that could be imagined...not even a feeling.

He opened his eyes again doubtfully.

The strange man had run away.

Several other women also started to trot with complicated expressions on their faces.

Bron was puzzled.

Then he found that the shield he had stood in front of him was missing.

It was replaced by the slightly panicked voice of the young man who ran away:

"No time to explain, please lend me your shield first...!"

Snowflakes are fluttering and the north wind is blowing...

Braum's eyes widened and he turned stiffly to Gragas.

"Is this why you brought me here...?"

"..." Gragas held up his wine glass and fell into deep silence.

Chapter 41 If Aatrox has the guts to stay away from school, I’ll call my big brother!

Aatrox went crazy.

More than half of Volibear's huge body had been minced into pulp by him. The white bones were mixed with various deformed and twisted rotten flesh scattered on the ground, like a red mudslide that washed away countless houses.

In the severed waist and abdomen, countless broken internal organs and intestines were turned out of the rotten meat, as soft as a trampoline and as complicated as a big river.

But it always exudes a terrible smell of blood.

Those thunders, those arcs, those terrifying powers... Volibear's trump cards to rule the Freljord are all gone. At this time, it is just a bigger puddle of crap to Aatrox. Meat.

Just like ordinary mortals.

It had been unable to move for a long time, and even the strength to roar was completely consumed by the severe pain.

The so-called god, the so-called creator of Freljord...actually looked so embarrassed at this time.

If Aatrox wants to kill it, kill it.

"Your life is in my hands...like a fragile stone, how pathetic...hahahahaha↗!"

The darkin sword was thrown high into the air, and then fell heavily, piercing Volibear's fragile throat.

Aatrox put one foot on Volibear's throat and placed the other foot against his chin. The demon wings that were fully extended to both sides blocked the last ray of sunlight that shone into Volibear's eyes.

He laughed loudly and looked proud.He played with the greatsword in his hand, finding some pleasure in the god's pain.

Only in this moment can he find a sense of being alive.

Only by killing all those so-called gods who are above him can he calm down the anger in his heart!

"Hypocritical demigod! You are so ridiculous!"

"You are no match for me! You are no match for the great...Celestial Warrior!!"

"Your glory is borrowed! Your power is only reflected in the killing of mortals!"

"And I - Aatrox, I once killed the protoss! I once severely damaged the void! I once stood on top of the world!!"

"I will let you taste the taste of death!"

Aatrox pressed the hilt of the sword hard, and the powerful force pushed the darkin sword directly through Volibear's entire neck.

The huge head like a hill began to roll to the side, like a boulder that Sisyphus could not hold up rolling down the cliff.

Volibear is a demigod, and his form of existence has extraordinary vitality. He will not die even if his head is cut off, but he will definitely have no fighting power for a while.

No matter how deformed and twisted its "spirit bear incarnation" looks, it can't compare to a bear's head falling to the ground.

After dealing with this stupid big bear, Aatrox felt that his confidence was back to its peak.

So he no longer hesitated.

He is no longer afraid of Chen Ce's so-called threat.

Because... Chen Ce couldn't survive.He will definitely kill that cunning and untrustworthy mortal, then tear out all his intestines and tie hundreds of knots, and finally use blood magic to eat him alive - today!

He immediately turned his head and looked to the other side - with an extremely confident look.

He saw a familiar voice among the snowflakes dancing in the sky.