The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

Instead of draining the blood of the three demons, she left just enough to keep them alive but immobilized.

The blood entered her body, and she instantly felt that her strength had been strengthened—although it was only a little bit, but sooner or later it would add up.

She had to build as much power as she could before Aatrox caught up.

"May there be no more fighting in the world..."

In a certain corner of the depths of hell, a black figure woke up.

It is in eternal darkness, and no one can see its appearance clearly.

It only moved its body slightly, and the endless darkness spread in all directions using it as a dot, instantly covering everything in a radius of a thousand meters in darkness.

It has noticed that several interesting beings have come to hell.

One of them is its contractual goals.

It's a pity that the distance is a bit far-the devil of hell still can't accurately control such a powerful existence, and the teleportation has shifted.

But it doesn't matter, let's get closer first.

long time no see……

【Domination】...

Chapter 90 Darkborn, or Dark Demon?

"Mortal, tell me, which direction should Shurima go?"

After a period of "getting along", Zoranni suddenly felt that the mortals behind her were not so annoying—or in other words, she didn't hate mortals like other dark descendants.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have used her power to heal mortals for thousands of years.

"Shurima? I haven't heard of this place name." Mazima shook her head, "Maybe when Xiaobai comes, you can ask him—if you have the confidence to run away from him again."

"Okay." Zoranni still mistook the other party's "Xiaobai" for Aatrox.

She moved forward all the way, absorbing the blood of hundreds of demons during the process, and finally regained [-]% of her strength.

But with this extra [-]%, it was still impossible to defeat Aatrox—not even to escape.

But Aatrox was getting closer and closer... He was approaching him at full speed.

Once caught up, I am afraid there is no escape.

Just like countless years and centuries ago.

His sword, his strength... he made all Runeterra tremble.

His existence itself is synonymous with "power".

What kind of existence would it take to defeat him alone... Can anyone really do something that even the Void Watchers can't do?

The brilliance of the sun disc is gone, and the bloodthirsty of the darkin will eventually engulf this world...

Zuolani shook her head a little bored, and threw out the thoughts that made her feel irritated.

She turned her head and looked at the female mortal who had been following her.

"You said it was called 'hell'?"

"Yes." Machima nodded slightly.

"The creatures here are called 'demons'?"

"Yes."

"These weird creatures are really incredible... At first I even thought they were beasts infected by the void, but I couldn't smell the void on them."

"I do not understand what you are saying."

"It's normal for you not to understand." Zoranni shook her head again, remembering the epic war with countless casualties - Shurima won, the god warriors won, and the void was driven back to their world. "It is the sacrifice of the gods and warriors that brought about today's peace... You have never seen the void, but it is the gift of those holy blood that sprinkled the earth."

"Yes." Mazima nodded in agreement.She always felt that the other party's consciousness was a little confused, and she couldn't even figure out what she was—just like Xiao Bai when he had the disease.

"In short, it's better that these creatures are not void." During the chat, Zoranni turned the blood of a demon into her own use. "These creatures called 'demons' are very weak, and their numbers are not as large as those of the void creatures. They are much easier to deal with."

"En." Mazima nodded again, and wanted to continue to follow the other party's wishes, but suddenly thought of something:

"You're right, most demons are very weak to you, but not all of them."

"You mean that this kind of creature still has a powerful existence?" Zoranni waved her hand casually, and the demon who had lost most of her blood immediately knelt down to give way.

There was already a line of kneeling demons behind her—two full lines, like the people of ancient Shurima lining the streets to welcome their king.

She really doesn't think that this kind of species that can be manipulated at will can be so strong.

"Yes." Machima said, "There are several beings in hell who have never died...their power is beyond human cognition."

"Oh? Then where are they?"

"You want to challenge them?"

"Well, I need to devour their blood to restore my strength."

"I see." There was a cunning flash in Mazima's eyes.

This was exactly the answer she wanted to hear—she was going to coax the "woman" in front of her to fight one of the root demons.

If she keeps going like this, I don't know when Mu Bai will find him; but if she is allowed to fight the root demon, no matter what the result is, it can hold her back and let Mu Bai catch up as soon as possible.

I just hope...she can hold out until Xiaobai arrives in the hands of the root demon.

Otherwise Xiaobai would be unhappy.

"Can you take me to them, mortal?" Zoranni seemed very interested—or eager for the blood of those strong men.

"Sure, if you want." Machima smiled, "and I know one of them is coming this way."

"Huh? Where?"

"It's still some distance away, but it should get there sooner if you show hostility to it."

"Is it?"

"Yes." Machima had already sensed the existence of the Dark Demon.

She is aware of the opponent's temperament—in fact, the Dark Demon is not bloodthirsty, and rarely actively attacks others, but if someone actively shows hostility towards it...then the nature is different.

She didn't know why the dark demon came towards her, but this didn't affect her from starting a fight.

"Hostile? All right."

To be honest, Zolani didn't want to show hostility to a person she didn't know and had no grievances-she just wanted to borrow some blood from the other party. This was to prevent Aatrox from killing, not malicious.

Including the targets who absorbed blood before, they were all "squeezed dry" by her when they approached her actively and had bad intentions towards her.

"What a barbaric way...I don't like it very much."

Zuolani sighed softly, then swung the chain scythe, a stream of blood overflowed from her palm, quickly covering the surrounding ground.

The blood spread out like a barrier, and it spread hundreds of meters away in just a moment, and it continued to extend.

Machima looked at the scarlet liquid under her feet, and already smelled a terrifying aura approaching rapidly - the demon of darkness accelerated.

She raised her head and looked at the darkness in the distance. Her heartbeat, which had been calm for many years, actually showed signs of speeding up at this moment—even when she faced the demon of war before, she had never felt this way.

The Dark Demon, one of the Root Demons.

It was born from human beings' fear of [darkness]—that instinctive and rooted fear.

Darkness symbolizes the unknown, and the unknown symbolizes all unpredictable fears. It can be said to be the source of all fears.

【root】

These three words have already destined that almost all human beings have this kind of fear more or less.

Even Machima, who is the "Demon of Domination" in "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse", has to admit that her fear is far above her.

And the power of the dark demon is far beyond her reach.

"coming."

Machima stared at the darkness in the distance, feeling that the darkness was spreading.

In a short while, the seemingly endless darkness surrounded and enveloped everything around.

In contrast, Zoranni's "Blood Barrier" is too small, and it can even be said to be insignificant.

A strange voice came from the endless darkness:

"Kneel down..."

Chapter 91 Dark Demon: Aatrox, you are too baby!

Dark Demons are different from most demons.

Although it doesn't like humans either, it doesn't "hate" like other demons.

For human beings, it will not kill all of them regardless of 21, but depends on the attitude of the other party - if the attitude is good enough and respectful enough, it may also let the other party survive.

But... if the opponent's attitude is not good, its methods are ten thousand times more terrifying than ordinary demons.

For example, now, it feels that the "life" in front of it is not respectful to itself - not referring to [Domination], but the strange existence beside [Domination].

Instead of expressing surrender the moment she saw herself, she showed hostility instead.

Such provocative behavior requires some punishment.

"Cuckoo."

Suddenly there was a strange cry of frogs in the darkness.

Machima, who had been prepared for a long time, offset this "little punishment" with powerful force, while the unsuspecting Zolani was hit hard in an instant—her arms were suddenly broken, thrown into the air, and blood gushed out.

To be honest, Zolani's defense is not high - she is different from a fighter like Aatrox who likes to fight hand-to-hand. Her combat style is to use superb blood magic to hit the enemy by surprise and make it impossible to guard against.

Of course, while her defense isn't high, her resilience is still on par with Aatrox's - even slightly better.

With a broken arm, she only needs to use a little blood magic to fully recover.

"I have no intention of fighting you, I just want to borrow some blood from you."

Zoranni shook her newly grown arm a little, and looked calmly at the darkness where the frogs croaked.

Perhaps it was due to some accidents, or it may be due to some other reasons, in short, the dark demon slowly walked out of its endless darkness.

Zoranni first saw a mortal wearing thick and weird clothes, with his hands clasped together, and his lower body buried in the ground.

Followed by more and more of these humans... They lined up in a row.

Looking carefully, it seems that their lower bodies are not buried in the ground, but... stand up on the other side.

An aisle is formed between their upper body and lower body, just like the people submitting to the king's worship.

A tall, thin ghost came out of the darkness and walked slowly through the "walkway".

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Zuolanni could see clearly that the ghost in front of her didn't have her own body at all.

Its "legs" are two human bodies and feet, its "torso" is composed of four human heads and a beak-shaped "alien" head, and its "ribs" are countless broken arms. Behind it is a "cloak" wrapped in eternal darkness...

Zoranni thought that she had seen many strange species—such as void creatures without a fixed form, but she had never seen such a terrifying existence.

Every inch of its "body" seems to be a provocation to nature, completely inconsistent with the growth law of reality, and it is horribly deformed.

"Lend my blood?" The Dark Demon was nearly four meters tall, almost twice as tall as Zoranni who was only two meters tall.It does not intend to despise the other party, but objectively looks down on the other party.

"Interesting...Domination, your companion is very interesting."

"We are not companions, Darkness." Mazima shook her head, "It's just that she wants to find you."

"Then let's put aside our reminiscences..."

The Dark Demon shifted his gaze from Machima to Zolani again.