The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

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"A stupid and cowardly thing like a maggot, are you worthy of challenging me?"

"I once fought at the bottom of the abyss, I once shattered the existence like a black hole, I once touched the stars, I once witnessed the light of thousands of suns..."

"And now, even a ridiculous maggot like you dares to challenge me..."

"Ah... I have been cursed, and I am bound by shackles in a cage. This ugly body is always reminding me of my goal..."

"I want to stop the world!"

"I will extinguish the light and create eternal darkness!"

"I am a Darkborn!"

"I! Immortal—!"

The darkin sword was once again wielded by its master.

The death-giving sword energy once again came to the end of the world.

In just a split second, extending hundreds of meters in the direction pointed by the sword, all existence was reduced to ashes.

Flesh, rocks, vegetation, houses, and even air were completely annihilated under this sword, and there was no evidence of their existence in this world.

Kyoto, there was an earthquake.

Justin fell to his knees, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that what he summoned was not the demon of memory, but... a real demon.

What he thought he defeated the demon was just to tear off the warning on Pandora's Box...

Now, he opened the Pandora's box, and the world-destroying demon god sealed inside was able to descend...

"Wrong... We were all wrong..." He was losing his sanity, but he also saw through the truth in the magic box:

"That sword is not the key to defeating the devil... that sword... that sword is the devil itself! And the sword bearer is the guardian of this world! We released the devil with our own hands!!"

Jestan completely gave up the idea of resistance—no, to be precise, he had completely given up thinking.

Tripp on the side lay on the ground and trembled all over, as if his whole body was overwhelmed by the despair that was about to condense into substance.

With a trembling voice, he expressed the despair in his heart word by word: "This demon... is more terrifying than the gun demon...! One... ten thousand times!!"

He spoke out the aspirations of everyone present.

The massacre of the Gun Demon created a historical record and brought endless fear to the whole world.

But even so—even the witnesses and survivors of the disaster at that time had never felt such an extreme sense of oppression and despair.

There is no way to win...

He exists to cut off all hope...

he is the one……

despair itself.

"Feel my pain!!"

Aatrox swung the darkin sword recklessly, obliterating everything around him.

The garden that symbolizes life and hope is no longer a garden, but a cemetery that welcomes death and annihilation, a forbidden place that welcomes those who destroy the world.

Blood, minced meat, stumps, heads, internal organs... Only things with a red color are worthy of staying here.

They are no longer a part of someone's body.

They are slaves to the godslayers.

They will become the nourishment of the Destroyer.

They are... Aatrox.

"I! It's Doomsday!!"

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If you want to evaluate the safest place in the island country, it must be the embassy in Kyoto.

Because there are no demons in the embassy in Kyoto.

If you want to evaluate the most dangerous place in the island country, it must be the embassy in Kyoto.

Because Aatrox was there.

Hayakawa Qiu, who was seriously injured, suddenly felt very strange when he saw the crazily killing figure.

Although the Mubai in his cognition is abnormal in thinking, even a little... weird, but he is not bloodthirsty, let alone attack ordinary humans.

In addition, Mu Bai would eat the demon's corpse every time he killed the demon, but the [God Killer] in front of him did not.

He didn't have the slightest interest in the demon's corpse, as if the killing was just to satisfy some kind of hobby of his.He doesn't care whether the target is a human or a demon, as long as it is standing in front of him and moving, it will inevitably die.

"Qiu, Mubai..." Hime Ye, who was also injured while trying to stop the demon hunters from all over the world, also noticed this, "He seems a bit abnormal..."

"It's not like, it's not a little..." Akira Hayakawa tried his last strength to prop up his body, dragging his seriously injured body towards Aatrox step by step.

Ji Ye wanted to stop her, but her blurred vision was already difficult to control even the [ghost hand], and she couldn't grasp the opponent's body at all.

Arai Hiroichi, Shark Demon and several police officers who arrived afterward also all fell to the ground—but this may be a kind of luck.

They suffered heavy losses in the battle with demon hunters from all over the world, which indirectly caused Aatrox to have little interest in them-at least not for the time being.

Only Pava and Dongshan Xiaohong are still able to move normally.

But... both of them are greedy for life and afraid of death.

The former frantically grinds foreign labor, and seems to be ready to run away at any time; the latter directly hugs his head and huddles in the pile of corpses, trembling, as if his San value has been reset to zero.

In the garden—or on the other side of the demon cemetery, Aatrox dragged the darkin sword step by step towards the dignitaries who couldn't move because of extreme fear and despair.

He took the lead to go to Jestan, the demon hunter who took Mubai offline and forced him to gain control of his body.

Truth be told, as much as he longed for freedom, he didn't want control over his body—this humble freedom wasn't real freedom at all.

He longed for the once noble body, not the feeling of "being under the fence".

He hated himself now, but he couldn't wish to die.He can only choose to destroy the world, and then die with the world to achieve true death.

He didn't hate anyone—except the Twilight Protoss, let alone the world, but himself.

In order to destroy himself, he can give up his former glory, abandon all glory, and choose to perish with the world.

but……

He knew that the world he was in now was powerless to kill him.

The world was too small, too weak...he had to find a way back to Runeterra, and take his ultimate revenge, and then... die with the world.

So, he doesn't want control over his body - it's just a change from a small cage to a slightly bigger one, the lack of freedom can't satisfy him, it will only remind him all the time - you are still in the cage.

Therefore, he hated the mortal in front of him. It was this damned maggot that reminded him of all this, and made the eternal pain haunt him like a nightmare.

"Cowardly body! You make me sick! You, damn it!"

Aatrox raised his greatsword again, with unending power as it had been centuries ago.

But that ugly body is less than one billionth of what it used to be!

Glory is gone, only corruption remains!

The warrior of the gods has become a dark descendant!

"die--!"

Boom-! ! !

Endless power fell along with the blade, falling on this weak and decayed world.

Justan's body was annihilated the moment the sword light came on, and a large area of land under him turned into nothingness.

This concentrated power almost created an abyss leading directly to hell.

The surrounding area was not affected in any way.

Those dignitaries were not harmed in the slightest.

Because... Aatrox has always had a principle: his sword only kills the people he wants to kill, and will not affect those who don't want to kill or don't want to kill for a while.

The good news is that those powerful and powerful belong to the latter group - people who will not be affected.

The bad news is that those dignitaries belong to the latter of the latter—people who don't want to kill just yet.

After killing the maggots in front of him, the names of those powerful and powerful people will be in the front row on the death list.

Temporarily do not want to kill temporarily, sometimes only a few seconds.

"It's your turn... The power-playing, hereditary nobles..."

Aatrox dragged the darkin magic sword forward slowly, and the piercing sound of the sharp blade cutting the ground was tantamount to the death knell of death to the ears of those immobilized dignitaries.

"you are the first……"

Aatrox's huge hands rested on top of Tripp's head, almost enveloping his head.

The next moment, brains splashed high.

Paji -!The sound of the head shattering is disgusting and chilling.

The next one is Mrs. Mirsis from Germany.

There was also no resistance, not even words, only endless fear and trembling.

Paji -!Still the same voice.

Aatrox walked through the crowd like a god of death, and whoever he clicked would turn into a fresh corpse.

The sound of broken bones continued, just like the continuous fireworks above the temple fair.

In a few moments, all the nobles were dead—all with their heads crushed.

After killing this group of people, Aatrox turned his head to look at the city outside the embassy.

"Too slow, too slow...Maybe by destroying this world, I can go back for revenge..."

These words fell into the ears of Hayakawa Qiu who finally arrived, like a bolt from the blue.

Perhaps he would only find this sentence ridiculous when he said it from someone else's mouth, and felt that the other party was overreaching, but if this sentence was said from the mouth of the "devil" in front of him...

He knew that the other party really had this ability...

"Calm down...Mubai...!" Hayakawa called out his familiar name loudly.

But Aatrox just gave him a cold look and ignored him.

He is Aatrox, he is not Mubai.

It was his last act of mercy to spare the poor maggot.

He walked towards the embassy without looking back.

"Stop...quickly stop...!"

Hayakawa gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body and threw himself forward, successfully hugging Aatrox's leg.

But... this is tantamount to pushing himself into a fire pit.

Aatrox looked back, his eyes full of indifference.He raised the giant sword in his hand again.

For the Destroyer, mercy is only once.

But at the moment when the giant sword fell, the mortal in front of him suddenly disappeared.