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The ground under Aatrox's feet shattered instantly, and his pieced-together body had no ability to withstand this force. Almost instantly, there were waves of horrifying sounds—first the sound of bones breaking, and then the sound of bones breaking. The sound of broken muscles and blood splattering.

The bones of his legs were shattered into pieces.

"Huh?!" Aatrox finally realized his mistake - he seriously underestimated the power of this goat!

This stupid goat...is far better than that big bear!

This power!

"Come again!!"

Aatrox struggled to move aside, escaping from the crushing hammer at the cost of breaking his legs.

Ornn was very powerful, but not as fast as him, and he immediately used this to launch a counterattack - flying over and swinging his sword before Ornn could retract his hammer.

clang!

But when the Darkin Demonic Sword struck, it made a sound like the collision of steel.

Aatrox didn't believe in evil, and roared again and pressed forward hard.

Finally, the darkin sword cut through Ornn's hard skin.

Hot blood flowed out, burning the earth like magma...

But... this is of no importance to Ornn.

His body was as huge as a mountain. What did a mere wound of a few meters mean to him?

It's just the human equivalent of being bitten by a mosquito.

"Unbelievable..."

Ornn's rich voice struck with the giant hammer.

Boom-! !

Aatrox was instantly hit to the ground, creating a deep crater that almost reached into the volcano.

He gritted his teeth, flapped his wings again and flew up - towards the legs he had just broken.

He picked up the severed legs and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation.

The blood magic was running, and this flesh and blood allowed him to recover from his injuries to a certain extent - but of course it was consumed, and the final effect was not as good as before.

Fortunately, he still has a backup plan——

"Big Destroyer!"

When fully unfolded, his already huge and twisted body became even more terrifying.

The aura that hits the face also makes people feel despair...except for Ornn.

"Little black bug..." Aatrox, who has grown in size again, is still no different from a bug in front of Orn, so there is no need to care at all.

The giant hammer swung, heading straight for Aatrox.

The latter did not dodge, and he was so angry that he was ready to fight directly with his sword - he never avoided a fight, and fighting head-on is the glory of the warrior of the gods!

Unfortunately, there is a price to pay for glory.

Boom-!

Not surprisingly, Aatrox was knocked away by the giant hammer again.

And the big one is yet to come——

At the sound of a loud horn, lava flowed out of the black cliff, and a network of rivers of fire spewed out from the ground, rushing towards Aatrox on the top of the mountain. You chased me, and the waves surged.

High-temperature fluid flows between the rock walls, ablating the torn rock.A thick, pungent fog enveloped the entire pit.The smoke was rising, and Aatrox could only see the faint glow of hellish crimson fire.

Then, he saw the burst of flames gathered into a strong ram, with its beards growing angry.Ornn charged towards the lava-tumbling beast.

The force of the impact knocked everyone over, and the terrifying giant beast composed of magma elements was rampaging towards the other side.

Hitting the roaring Aatrox.

The fragile body was instantly engulfed by mountain fire and magma.

And the roar remains unabated...

Lissandra tried her best to summon a "Zhenbing Safe House".

Everyone huddled under the protection of Zhenbing, and the roar outside and the rough roar of the furnace ram continued for a long, long time.

Maybe it was several hours... maybe it was more than half a day.The time of anxiety and suffering is always difficult to judge.

In short, after a long period of time, the external shocks gradually became smaller.

To be honest, this has far exceeded Chen Ce's expectations.

He had thought Ornn would finish off Aatrox in ten minutes... half an hour at most?But the fact is that they fought for half a day.

Aatrox's strength or tenacity once again refreshed his understanding.

Even if Ornn's power completely crushes him, even if there is not a single "moving health pack" on this deserted volcano, even if he has been at a clear disadvantage since the beginning of the fight... Even under various unfavorable factors, he can still Fighting Ornn for such a long time.

Fight from day to night.

Even if he is beaten, he can still hold on for such a long time.

"Aatrox is much more durable than you. He lasted most of the day beating Ornn..." Chen Ce poked the darkin giant scythe beside him.

[If you hadn’t run away from the battle, how could I have done this! ] Laast was not convinced, [I could have fought with him all day! 】

"Didn't you say you were going to beat him up before? How come you can beat him all day long and brag about it now?"

[This is... that is... you don't understand! 】

"彳亍." Chen Ce smiled and said nothing, then turned to look at Lissandra.

The latter understood and waved his hand tiredly, and the "Zhenbing Safe House" immediately revealed a small gap just big enough for one person to pass through.

As the night fell and the dust settled, Chen Ce saw that the surrounding hillsides were covered with smoking rubble, and cracked basalt pillars stood intertwined.

He gradually let his whole body stick out of the safe house along with his head, and then looked up at the goat's head that seemed to be as high as the stars.

Aoun's body is also covered with various dense "small" scars.

Each of these sword marks is several meters long and nearly one meter deep. An ordinary person would have died countless times, but it is not a big deal to Ornn who is so huge.

It is equivalent to an ordinary person being scratched dozens of times by a cat.

It will hurt, it will bleed, and there will be marks, but it is not a big deal at all.

On the other hand, Aatrox...

His body was completely gone.

The cheap body was crushed into a pile of rotten flesh by Orn - it could even be said to be powder. The bones and carapace were eroded by the high-temperature magma and turned into a pile of coke.

Only the huge Darkin Demonic Sword was still as new as ever.

Ornn looked down at the mortals at his feet, snorting like fireworks with disdain and a hint of pride.

"The troublemaker who overestimated his capabilities has been dealt with... now, tell me the secret of the gate..."

Hearing this, Chen Ce pulled out Braum's shield from the Zhenbing safe house, but did not immediately explain to Orn the "hacking method" that Braum had used back then.

"Please wait a moment, respected God of Forging." He saluted respectfully, and at the same time looked at the Darkin Demon Sword that the other party casually threw on the ground. "Before I explain everything, I need to take a few minutes to do one more important thing."

"Hmph..." Aoun exhaled another puff of flaming breath from his nose, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Chen Ce didn't hesitate and walked straight towards the Darkborn Demon Sword.

Then, the sharp darkin scythe was revealed in front of Aatrox.

"Aatrox, I told you before...if you want to kill me, you'd better kill me."

【What do you want to do? ! ! ] Aatrox began to roar.In fact, he already knew what the other party wanted to do.

Like they said before.

"Don't ask questions knowingly." Chen Ce smiled back, and then placed the sharp tip of the Darkin scythe on the Darkin Demonic Sword.

【No!No! !No--! ! ! 】

"It's too late..."

【stop! !stop it--! ! ! 】

"I'm going to start carving... I am, Du, Guang, Xing, Ling, little sister, dog~?"

Chapter 44 Brother Tuo, you don’t want others to see your handwriting, right?

There is actually a little-known story about Braum's "shield" - involving the great Forge Lord Ornn and a cunning troll.

This shield is not actually a real shield.

But...a door.A door to a treasure house.

"Ugly Guabrak" is the oldest troll in the world.He had long chest hair, long enough to get wrapped around his big toes... so he was always tripping over himself and breaking his nose.Because he had fallen too many times, his nose had completely lost its original shape and turned into a ball of flesh.He only had two good teeth, one eye had a bad look, and the other was even worse.The round belly is full of moles and warts.

One day in ancient times, he knocked on the door of Furnace and shouted to Ornn, who had not yet fallen into a trough at that time:

"Build me a door to protect my treasure, a door that thieves can never steal. I will give you ten barrels of troll mead, brewed from a secret recipe passed down from our ancestors."

Perhaps Ornn enjoys drinking after all - a mortal drink that, when consumed in large quantities, makes him more energetic when forging.But he doesn't like the trolls.This cunning race is either stupid or cunning, like two evil extremes - the former often bullies the people of Furnace, the latter often deceives the people of Furnace, no matter which one is very bad.

Ornn didn't bother to answer, but Guabrak shoved his foot in and blocked the door.Ornn didn't want the troll's slimy feet to smear the paint, so he let Guabrak continue his "troll trick."

"Let's make a bet," said the ugly troll: "Whoever can finish a barrel of troll mead first will have to do something for him."

Ornn laughed loudly at the bet.

He has never lost at the wine table, let alone a small mortal.

His huge body shrank rapidly under the majestic divine power, and finally shrank to the same size as a troll - if he were to compete in an ordinary form, a barrel of mead would not even be enough to fill his teeth - this is definitely not an exaggeration. He could guarantee that to anyone.

"If that makes you go away, fine." Ornn laughed and sat down.

Guabulaq also laughed.When Ornn turned around, the troll stuffed a shard of Perfect Ice into the barrel and handed it to him.

They exchanged the Freljord's swig and drank heavily.Ornn found the mead to be a bit bland and didn't like it.However, by this time, Guabulak had already drank half of the wine, while his own wine was still almost level with the rim of the barrel.Aoun raised his head and drank so hard that he almost thought he was going to drown.

However, Guabulak dropped the empty wine barrel to the ground before him.The troll burped, and the fire was instantly smoked into a miserable green color!Ornn coughed and muttered incoherently.

what's wrong? Guabulaq asked with a playful smile: "Are you choking?" "

Only then did Aoun discover the ice in the wine.It’s the ice’s constant dissolving that dilutes the mead.No matter how good he is, Zhen Bing will continue to do so.Ornn smashed the barrel with one hand.

"You're cheating!" The furious Ornn returned to his normal form. His anger and breath of fire were enough to make several small islands sink to the bottom of the sea.

But the old troll Guabrak was not afraid at all, and only shouted loudly like he was bragging: "Of course! Otherwise, how could an ugly troll like me have the ability to win the great Ornn?"

After a moment of pause, he showed his greedy and cunning nature again: "We made a bet, and you may not be able to go back on it!"

"What I said is as strong as a hammer!" Aoun growled: "Even if I was fooled by you...!"

So Ornn spent ten days building a gate that no one could reach.He placed a ram's head on the door, just like his own and like the one deep in the Freljord's heart.This door cannot be corrupted by magic, let alone someone who can sneak in and pick the lock.Guabrak was speechless with satisfaction, which is something rarely seen in trolls.

After doing all this, Ornn let out a sly grunt, and then swayed down the mountain, leaving Guabulak alone to admire his new door.

Then, this ugliest troll discovered a very serious problem during a long period of admiration - he couldn't get in either!

Yes, the thief can't get in, but he can't get in either!There is no key to this ram's horn gate!

He tried to push it open with brute force, but the ram gate wouldn't budge.Then he tried to smoke the paint off the door with his foul breath.The door remained unresponsive.

For years, Guabrac tried to get his hands on his treasure, but the door never opened and he couldn't even find the keyhole.

And every time he scratched his head in front of the gate, the ram's head on the gate would stare straight at him, forever reminding him that he had deceived the great Ornn...

"So, how did you - or your friends - crack this door?" On the top of the extinct volcano, where silence had returned, the great Ornn questioned.

He was not questioning the mortal in front of him, nor was he questioning whether the "shield" was a forgery - he was confident that no fake could escape his eyes.That is his own creation!

He was questioning...himself.The so-called "impossible door" was actually opened by a mortal?

He began to doubt whether his skills were worthy of the title of "the greatest craftsman in history."

"The person who cracked this door is named Bronn - a Freljordian with the blood of a Frost Giant." Chen Ce replied loudly, holding up his shield, "Maybe he succeeded because he has strong brute strength. But more because of his kind heart!”