In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

Berserker Olaf roared to the sky, as if he was very disappointed with this victory.

He came here to die, not to defeat anyone. He couldn't die, so he felt extremely melancholy.

No one can kill him!

Is the coward's fate predicted to come true?!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Olaf screamed and swung his axe, instantly breaking his opponent's weapon and the huge rock beside him.

Such violent power made all the warriors panic.

Ashe and Sejuani frowned, ready to stop this madman.

But Cheng Xiao is faster than both of them.

Before Ashe had finished charging the magic crystal arrow, Cheng Xiao had already appeared behind Olaf.

His "small" stature and non-threatening aura caused the berserker to ignore him.

But he still patted Olaf's shoulder relentlessly.

"It looks like we have the same type of Stand... ah no, fighting style."

"Get out of here! Skinny chicken!" Olaf swung his axe without even looking back, ready to seriously injure the person who was harassing him.

But the next moment, the feeling of chopping something in half with one axe as he imagined did not come.

All he felt was a bone-chilling cold... even colder than when he was diving in the icy sea of ​​the Rockfa Peninsula.

He turned his head away in confusion.

But he found that his palms and wrists had been frozen into ice - along with his invincible axe.

And the "skinny chicken" that he was supposed to split in half was actually smiling at him.

"Come and fight me. I can fight you all day long."

Chapter 43: Ragnarok? Something less exciting than a fight

Everyone knows that Dalva's powerful fighting mother is unparalleled, but few people know that this berserker who is bent on death actually has no fighting skills.

His immense strength stems from his seemingly inexhaustible physical strength on the one hand, and his terrifying brute force on the other.

Cheng Xiao has already felt it.

In the brief fight just now, he felt the brute force as fast as a beast - the moment the sword and the axe collided, his knuckles felt a little painful.

Olaf could have brought the axe down.

It’s a pity that brute force seems a little too “direct” in the face of magic.

"Ok?"

The berserker, whose beard was longer and thicker than an ordinary person's hair, looked at the ice on his hand in confusion, and a number of ideas flashed through his not-so-bright mind.

Gradually, he figured it out - the moment he fought with the opponent, the opponent's sword-holding hand extended a finger and touched his wrist.

Then the ice eroded his entire hand.

He was not inferior to his opponent in terms of strength, but his insidious and cunning tactics made him lose the upper hand.

"Little trick! A nuisance!"

Olaf roared and raised his other hand, and the sharp battle axe chopped down again.

This time, Cheng Xiao did not choose to face it head-on, but dodged sideways nimbly, and at the same time slapped the Berserker with her other hand.

Magic that was far colder than the Freljord glacier spread through Olaf's body, instantly forming a thin layer of ice crystals on his back. Although it did not restrict his movements, it would slow down his movements a lot.

In this way, Cheng Xiao could easily dodge the third chops and fourth elbow strikes.

He was very satisfied with the power of ice.

It's been a while since I got this unique magic from Ashe, but I've never had the chance to use it before - using this magic against Lissandra is simply a novice's trick. At most, I can use it to change Lissandra's freeze on me and attack her by surprise.

It's just right for dealing with people like Olaf who don't know ice magic.

Having only brute force but no magic, playing with him is just like playing with a monkey.

"Wow! Ice magic!" Sejuani, who was watching the battle, exclaimed. "Ashe, Ashe, isn't that your signature skill? How come Cheng Xiao can use it too?"

"Hmm... I'm not sure either..." Ashe tilted her head. She had sensed Cheng Xiao's ability to control ice during the previous battle with Lissandra, but this was the first time she'd seen it like this.

"Maybe because he's been with me for a long time, he's learned something?"

"Is that so? It sounds like after you got together, both of you own a part of the other's body..." Sejuani's tone was a little sour.

The two girls watched the battle and discussed while helping the wounded of the Dalwali clan, and seemed to have no intention of helping Cheng Xiao at all.

Berserker Olaf also noticed this - he initially thought he was going to be beaten up again, but it turned out that he was fighting one-on-one with Cheng Xiao while the others watched.

This made him less stressed, but it also made him angry.

He felt... that he was being looked down upon.

“How dare you look down on me… How dare you look down on me! Aaaaaah!!”

Olaf roared towards the sky like a madman. His muscles, which were already very visually impactful, became even more swollen, with veins bulging out. The violent sense of power was terrifying.

A terrifying aura emanated from him.

Like... a wild animal breaking free from its cage.

There are no more constraints that can hold him back.

The breath of freedom.

"Come! Kill me!"

"Fight me! Fight with honor!"

"Abandon your cowardice! The most primitive power is calling! The gates of Valhalla are open to me!!"

Olaf's increasingly swollen muscles directly shattered the thin layer of ice on his back.

He became bloodthirsty, his eyes turned white, his skin turned red, and his wild hair stood up.

He swung the axe faster and faster, with more and more force, but he looked as if he had fallen into some kind of mad state... he had lost his mind.

His fighting became chaotic, even his steps seemed a little funny. He stopped talking, only the most primitive roar of rage remained in his throat.

He went crazy. Briefly.

Cheng Xiao recognized this "trick" - it was exactly the trick Olaf used to kill the legendary frost serpent.

The giant snake easily defeated Olaf and swallowed him. But after Olaf went "mad", everything changed...

His bloodthirsty and death-seeking fighting spirit drove him forward, allowing him to break free from all restraints and attack more fiercely.

Finally, when he regained consciousness and became awake, the Frost Serpent had turned into a pool of chopped meat.

And now, he entered this state again in extreme anger.

【Ragnarok】

The name of this move sounds very cool.

Cheng Xiao's ice magic could no longer exert any effective control over Olaf, and he would obviously suffer a great loss in a head-on fight, so he began to fight in a roundabout way.

Seeing this, the Dalwali clan all groaned in grief—they believed Cheng Xiao was doomed to fail. Their savior was about to be killed by this terrifying madman.

In their eyes, Cheng Xiao's roundabout tactics looked like being beaten and running away in panic.

Ashe and Sejuani finally turned their attention back to the battle, carefully observing this seemingly one-sided "crush".

Olaf was also pleased by their gazes - that was right! No one could underestimate him! One person was not enough for him to defeat. Everyone should be afraid of him, be wary of him, and finally attack him together!

He felt valued again.

But... this feeling didn't last long.

Ash looked away after less than twenty seconds.

"Come, Sejuani, give me a hand and take the wounded to the tents first. The cold outside will accelerate the deterioration of their wounds."

"Hmm? Oh... okay." After a moment's hesitation, Sejuani stopped paying attention to the battle and continued to treat the wounded.

The frantic Olaf froze for a moment.

What…does this mean…?

Why do you dare to ignore me?!

Ahhhhhh——!!

"kill--!!"

Olaf wanted to prove himself, so he attacked Cheng Xiao even more crazily - he wanted to kill Cheng Xiao in front of everyone and make those who looked down on him regret it!

The two axes were powerful and heavy, and each one was aimed directly at Cheng Xiao's vital points.

Finally, after no less than a hundred slashes, he found a flaw in Cheng Xiao.

His left axe forced Cheng Xiao to jump forward.

The right axe swept upwards while the opponent was unable to move in mid-air.

Puff! The sound of flesh bursting was so beautiful that even Olaf, in his mad state, could hear it.

When Cheng Xiao landed on the ground, his chest had been split open by a sharp axe.

But he didn't show any surprise or pain.

Instead, he gave a playful smile that said, "Okay, I'm tired of playing."

It was as if... it was hit on purpose.

"Since you don't like magic, let's have a head-on fight..."

Blood was oozing from the corners of Cheng Xiao's mouth, and she looked like she was on the verge of death.

But Olaf felt... something was wrong.

Being extremely sensitive to combat, he suddenly smelled a hint of danger.

The frail, dying man before him actually exuded a dangerous aura even more terrifying than the giant frost snake...

"Come on, let's go crazy together..."

Cheng Xiao finally smiled.

[Host has died]

[The host has been killed by [Berserker Olaf].]

[Skill [Blood Debt Repaid with Blood] was activated successfully, gaining 5% of its full power.]

[Skill [Battle, Awesome!] is now active...]

[Has entered a frenzied state.]

Chapter 44: I'll Pull Your Helmet Off and Hit You in the Face

How terrifying is Olaf's physical strength?

Perhaps only Cheng Xiao knows the answer to this question now - it comes from his understanding of the "history" of Runeterra.

In the original timeline, Olaf challenged the Winter's Claw after Sejuani became the overlord.

Yes, it is not a challenge to any individual, but to the entire regiment.

Sejuani was amused by Olaf's single-handed challenge to her warband, but his audacity would earn him no mercy. Sejuani ordered her men to charge, ready to commend those who felled Olaf.

But they fell one after another.

Olaf once again lost himself in his bloodlust, effortlessly hacking a bloody path towards the Winter Claw leader.

You have to know that the Winter's Claw at that time was by no means comparable to the Winter's Claw today - under the leadership of Sejuani, the Winter's Claw became the most terrifying tribe in all of Freljord, and even Lissandra's Frostguard did not dare to provoke them easily.