The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

It still can't teleport a specific target, but it can teleport a certain group with similar breath.

That's what the Overseer Demon wanted.

It would send more Void creatures to absorb and destroy the world completely - it would be better if it could directly send the great Void Watcher.

After the world is completely silent, it can also allow infected hell demons to send them back to Runeterra - yes, the enhanced hell demons can teleport in both directions.

The portal opened, and an extremely evil aura spread over the surface.

The roar of void creatures sounded behind the "door".

Seeing this situation, everyone was even more unable to raise the mind of resistance.

Except Aatrox.

He never gives up.

He hates the void.

He is not afraid of death.

He welcomes death.

He longed for an honorable death in the process of slaughtering the creatures of the void—only in this way could he meet the end that befits his identity.

What he wants is a glorious death in the form of a god warrior, not shameful eternal life dragging this disgusting darkin body.

"Void! Void—! I'm going to chop all of you damn worms into pieces—!"

Before Mubai could react, Aatrox had already seized control of his body and rushed out.

Holding a huge sword in one hand, he rushed frantically towards the watcher demon.

"Die—! You all deserve to die—!"

clang--!The darkin sword was blocked by the monitor demon with six hands.

puff--!The sword of light waited for an opportunity to penetrate the body of the monitor demon.

A ray of golden light flickered in the darkness, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Mazima's mind.

She looked at the back of the berserker-like figure, and had a bold plan in her heart.

This is really the last plan.

If it fails... no, it cannot fail.

She raised her right arm towards the watcher demon.

Bang Bang Bang!

The air cannons fired one after another, and the Overseer Demon waved his hand in disdain to block most of the attacks, then moved his body sideways to avoid the rest of the attacks, and even deliberately threw Aatrox in the direction where the air cannons fired.

Bang bang——!

Two air cannons hit Aatrox's arm, instantly smashing half of his arm—the hand holding the Darkin sword.

"You stupid mortal!!" Aatrox swore over his shoulder.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Mazima apologized with a smile.

After an episode, the battle over there continued.

But Zoranni on the side narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

She had the feeling that...Marchma hadn't been careless—she had definitely hit Aatrox on purpose.

And what Mazima said to her softly next also verified this idea:

"Help me get Xiaobai here—attention, it's Xiaobai."

PS:

There will be a chapter to add later~~~

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Chapter 44 I will strike in human form

The Overseer Demon has won - it thinks so subjectively, and it does objectively.

After it showed the ability to regenerate infinitely, those ridiculous humans basically gave up the idea of ​​​​resisting, and the fight was more like a "symbolic resistance."

Needless to say, those who were about to die from being pierced by spikes, even the dominating demon who can also be regenerated gradually gave up resistance-her attacks became more and more crooked, and it was fine if she couldn't hit, several times It even hit Aatrox directly.

As for Zolani?The situation is similar, half dozen and half hide, and almost half of the time is hidden in the pool of blood to watch the show, even if the occasional attack is weak-oh, she also accidentally hit Aatrox a few times, really It's ridiculously stupid.

The outcome is a foregone conclusion.

The world belongs to the void, to nothingness.

"you lose……"

The Overseer Demon was not afraid of getting hurt at all, and directly grabbed Aatrox's wrist with the slash of the sword of light, and then released twisted energy to instantly twist his hand bones.

"Give up...you can't protect anyone...the fall of Shurima is like this, and so is the ruin of this world..."

"Shut up—!" Aatrox, who was poked at the sore spot, was like a stray dog ​​whose tail was stepped on, rushing forward to exchange injuries—the most stupid way.

He is desperate.

Because the other party hurt what he cherished most - the glory of being a warrior of the gods.

Time flies, Shurima's sun disc has been collapsed for thousands of years, during the time of being sealed, he can ignore everything, but only the glory of being a warrior of the gods - he dare not forget for a moment.

That was what supported his last shred of sanity.

It was his most cherished treasure.

He doesn't allow anyone to trample on it.

So he seemed to be crazy and desperately wanted to fight the monitor demon.

He knew very well that the other party was deliberately provoking him, trying to make him unable to maintain his sanity, but he still fell for it.The other party's words have deeply hurt his sad self-esteem.

Because... what the other party said is the truth.

Even if he didn't want to admit it anyway, it was an undeniable fact.

He thought he could successfully protect Shurima by defeating the Void...but that great empire eventually fell, and he and his Ascendant Legion became darkin as unbearable as worms in the sewer.

The Ascended Queen Setaka is dead, and so are her people. The great empire that once ruled Runeterra has finally turned into the most inconspicuous speck of yellow sand in the sky...

Aatrox has no intention of guarding the world, he just wants to kill all the Void, or be killed by the Void.

But since the monitor demon mentioned this, he couldn't let the tragedy of the fall repeat itself in front of him—otherwise it would prove his incompetence and cowardice.

Now is the time to prove it!

Fight or be forgotten!

"what--!"

With a roar, Aatrox forced out his sword against the arm that was twisted by the twisted energy, and the blade pointed directly at the monitor demon's neck.

The latter didn't expect his willpower to be so strong, and he felt a little overwhelmed for a while, as he was about to be pierced through his throat.

And that's not the worst.

Worst of all, the high priest of Shurima who had been hiding in the edge of the blood pool also jumped out, apparently wanting to kill him with one blow.

Although it can be resurrected infinitely, and it is not afraid of dying once or twice, it is always a bit uncomfortable.

It frowned and continued to release distorted energy, intending to injure the two dark descendants again when its head was beheaded.

however……

The unexpected happened.

Its twisting energy missed the two darkin.

Because Aatrox's sword failed to penetrate its neck.

because……

Zolani thrashed allies again.

Her chain scythe brushed past the twisting energy, deflected a little by the twisting energy, and ended up in Aatrox's hand—his sword-holding hand.

puff--!The chain scythe, also a darkin weapon, easily severed Aatrox's forearm.

Boom!Aatrox's half arm fell to the ground along with the darkin sword.

Even the monitor demon didn't expect this scene - it thought that Zoranni would be smart to avoid the twisted energy before attacking, but it didn't expect this stupid darkborn to throw the chain scythe directly against the twisted energy, and the result He hit his teammates hard.

"Zolani—! What the hell are you doing?! You stupid traitor!!!" Aatrox yelled.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..." Zolani put on a guilty and embarrassed expression, and then rushed forward to help Aatrox pick up his darkin sword.

But just as she was about to return the Darkin Demon Sword to Aatrox, the Overseer Demon made a move—it would not let such a good opportunity go in vain.

It suddenly released a burst of distorted energy, attacking Zuolani and at the same time knocking the darkborn sword in her hand hundreds of meters away.

Aatrox subconsciously wanted to pick up the sword, but his body was smashed by another more brutal distorted energy—directly separating his upper body from his lower body.

Seeing this, Zolani quickly dragged Aatrox's upper body and fled the battlefield.

She lowered her head and whispered something in Aatrox's ear as she ran.

The latter will understand.

Boom-!

Another wave of distorted energy struck, directly smashing Zuolanni's legs into pieces.

She wanted to dive into the pool of blood and continue to escape, but the monitor demon released another twisted energy that shattered the ground under her.

At the critical moment, she threw the upper half of Aatrox over.

Seeing this, the monitor demon directly waved his hand and crushed that half of his body into powder.

But just when it thought it had finally killed a Darkborn, a dark red giant sword suddenly struck from behind it, piercing its torso.

"Here I am, arrogant maggot..." came Aatrox's deep voice.

The watcher demon turned around slowly, finally realizing that he had been fooled-the half of Zoranni's body dragged away was just a cover-up.

It was the lower half of Aatrox's body that was truly reborn with the help of flesh and blood.

"You dark descendants are like this...the vitality is as tenacious as those disgusting cockroaches...it's really not easy to kill you..."

The monitor demon slowly pulled out the giant sword that pierced through its body, and then threw it on the ground and stepped on it, symbolizing that it had stepped on the owner of the sword—after all, the darkin sword is Yatok Adams' body.

"As long as I don't destroy this sword for a second, can you reshape your body with those inferior pieces of flesh... How ironic, Aatrox... How ugly your reshaped body is, even if you try to imitate it I can't make you look like you used to be full of glory..."

The words stung Aatrox's pride again.

Yes, he can keep recasting his body, imitating his former appearance to shape the flesh, but now he is not the warrior of the gods after all... just like his once great power is gone forever.

Now he has a certain sense of immortality, but his power is not as good as it was in its heyday.

The flesh of these lowly creatures simply cannot carry his power beyond the gods.

He can only hide in the Darkborn Demon Sword and keep deceiving himself—that is your body, that is the body of a god warrior...

It's time for him to see reality.

He is just the soul in that sword.

The so-called immortal body is actually just a piece of flesh that he put together and has been smashed again.

There is no such thing as immortality, it's just playing with pinching pieces of meat all the time.

The once glorious warrior of the gods... is long dead.

"You're right, Void..."

Aatrox raised an arm, and the darkin sword he summoned escaped from the Overseer's demon's hold, and flew back into his hand.

"My original form was completely erased, and now I use this rough material to reconstruct..."

"Then, let me continue to fight you with this unbearable body! Until I kill you, or I usher in a great death!"

"Come, fight with me—!"