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

After killing this stupid giant bear, study it slowly.

"Playtime is over... Come closer and I'll show you darkness."

Aatrox flapped his wings again and stopped struggling with Volibear, who immediately rushed forward due to inertia.

The Darkin Demon Sword slashed down quickly, allowing the giant bear's spine to breathe fresh air again.

Volibear roared in pain, then turned around and tried to pull the opponent back into the contest of strength.

But Aatrox, who was already tired of playing, would no longer specifically pick on the opponent's strengths. He dodged the bear's paw with a sprint and then stabbed at the opponent's chest.

Volibear quickly returned to defend, his strong arms slapping against the blade.

Unfortunately, his reaction and speed were too slow and sluggish compared to Aatrox.

Aatrox dodged by turning in mid-air, the blade of his sword about to pierce the giant bear's heart.

However, at this critical moment...

Aatrox suddenly felt his sword-wielding hand stiffen.

Although it is only a blink of an eye, in the duel between gods, many things can happen in this instant of accident.

Volibear's bear paw flipped over and hit Aatrox.

This terrifying force caused the latter's body to smash heavily to the ground like a cannonball.

The bones were broken.

Of course, let alone such injuries, even death is not a problem for Aatrox - he cannot die, and with this immortal body, he does not have to worry about any attacks.

The broken bones healed instantly, and the demon rose from the pit again.

Aatrox shook his head irritably, raising his greatsword to attack again.

But... when he rushed out, he was surprised to find that his sword-holding hand was a little out of control again.

He rushed forward, but he couldn't raise his sword.

The originally planned greatsword slash turned into a headbutt attack.

The effect... is, of course, ridiculous.

He buried his head in the hair on Volibear's chest, looking ridiculous.

"Are you being coquettish to me?"

Volibear's meager brain managed to come up with a sarcastic remark.

Aatrox's face turned pale as he tried to swing his sword again - this time he successfully suppressed the strange feeling and swung the greatsword out.

But the force was obviously much smaller.

Not to mention adding the power of this body, the force of this blow is far less than his own strength.

Although the sword still broke through Volibear's flesh, the greatly weakened sword energy was unable to cut through the thick bones wrapped under the muscles.

The effect was not good, and Volibear took the opportunity to slap him.

Aatrox was swatted back into the ground like a ridiculous fly.

This time it wasn't just a few bones, even the head was flattened.

He stood up angrily.

But the injuries on his body had not recovered yet - it's not that he was completely motionless, but the speed of self-healing had become extremely slow.

Aatrox understood instantly.

It's that damned mortal... He's hindering me...

His soul hasn't completely dissipated... He's trying to seize control of this body...

Damn...!

This was the first time Aatrox had encountered such a situation.

In the past, he would simply chop people to death, then use blood magic to take their bodies and reshape them, thus avoiding any trouble. But Cheng Xiao... this interesting mortal, possessed an immortal body.

He forcibly took over the other person's body, but it is hard to say whether he "killed" the other person.

The immortality of that mortal may not just be the body itself, but a whole...

He couldn't be completely erased. If he forcibly occupied a body, his will would still exist... perhaps not much, and he wouldn't be able to retake the body, but he could harass and hinder it from time to time...

That makes no sense.

"You idiot... I gave you a power beyond the power of God! You should be grateful!!"

Aatrox roared madly, as if talking to himself without knowing the reason.

"Your body can sever the necks of gods! It can crush the spines of stars! You should be grateful! Why would you do such a foolish thing!?"

Angry rebukes echoed across the ice field, but the sound was different from what Aatrox had said at the beginning.

The voice was extremely strange, with a hoarse sound and overlapping timbre... It was as if two people were speaking at the same time, making it difficult for others to distinguish.

But Volibear didn't care about that. He just knew that he had another chance.

While Aatrox was talking to himself, he summoned thunder and struck out.

Aatrox's body, which had recovered a little after half a day, was blown to charcoal in an instant.

This was not over yet. Volibear slapped the charred "corpse" frantically, turning it into a pile of rotten meat. Then, he squatted beside the rotten meat and watched for a long time.

Finally... this damned mortal finally didn't come back to life...

Volibear laughed heartily. He had finally defeated the human he hated the most.

Then, it’s the turn of the second most annoying people, humans.

One of the three sisters... Lissandra, now known as the Frost Witch.

"Cowardly mortals must follow the ancient ways of the wilderness...those who disobey must change or die."

Volibear felt that he was fine again, and he stopped making strange noises and looked very majestic.

He held his head high, chest puffed out, the countless scars on his body making him look even more intimidating. He slowly walked towards the weakened Lissandra, his arms wrapped around the terrifying black thunder.

"And you, leader of the cowardly human race—for millennia, you have been beyond redemption."

As soon as he finished speaking, Volibear released lightning.

Lissandra tried her best to summon an ice wall in front of her, but she couldn't completely block the violent attack.

The lightning shattered the ice wall, and the electric current raged through her body. Although her strong strength would not cause her to be seriously injured by Volibear's casual attack, it was still painful.

She was no longer able to fight back, and if she continued like this she would die sooner or later.

She tried her best to sense Cheng Xiao's presence, but she painfully discovered that the situation was still the same as before - she could not feel Cheng Xiao at all, as if this person had been completely erased and replaced from this world by the Darkin.

but……

Hope doesn't seem to be completely lost.

She had been unable to sense the demon's form... but now she seemed to be able to do so. The darkness gradually took shape and merged with Cheng Xiao's body... Her most cherished treasure - the immortal will - seemed to reappear.

"Cheng Xiao..."

Lissandra whispered the name.

The rotten meat in the deep pit began to react a little.

But it was still far from complete. Cheng Xiao's body hadn't recovered, and the demon still occupied that body that couldn't be reborn.

"Cheng Xiao...can you hear me..."

Lissandra tried to awaken the dusty consciousness.

The pile of rotten flesh healed a little faster.

but……

A terrifying breath of despair suddenly gushed out, completely covering Cheng Xiao's breath.

The rotten flesh in the deep pit gradually merged into a ball, and the hoarse voice sounded again:

“You ungrateful mortal… maggots…! How dare you defy the will of the God Warriors…!!”

Aatrox stood up again.

But it is obvious that his "self-healing" speed does not come from Cheng Xiao's ability, but from his own blood magic.

He was unable to completely control this body, but he temporarily suppressed Cheng Xiao's impulse to "top the number".

But regardless, it was enough to attract Volibear's attention.

The giant bear turned its head and looked at the figure with eyes full of hatred.

"You damned mortal, your vitality is so tenacious it's disgusting..."

Volibear's target of attack became Aatrox again, and he slammed down with his huge bear paw.

If he moved forward, the latter would definitely be able to easily dodge and counterattack with a sword, but now...

This disobedient body caused him terribly pain.

His reaction, speed, and strength were all weakened exponentially, and he couldn't dodge Volibear's attack at all. He raised his sword to block, but the terrifying brute force made it difficult for him to resist.

As soon as Aatrox stood up, he was knocked to the ground again.

He had never been so embarrassed.

He regretted it. He didn't want this body anymore.

But... the pile of rotten meat he had abandoned earlier had long been reduced to ashes under Volibear's bombardment, and now he couldn't move it even if he wanted to.

“Give me your body now…! You damn fool…!! Maggot…!!”

Aatrox was tortured.

In a trance, he felt as if he had returned to the past.

This perfect body has now become a prison that traps him...

Chapter 80 Aatrox: We unite!

Even Cheng Xiao herself is not quite sure what happened exactly.

His last memory was... he was knocked down by Volibear's thunder, and then Aatrox walked towards him... At that time, his body had not yet fully recovered and he was unable to stand up, so Aatrox forced him to touch the Darkin Sword.

And then... there was darkness. Endless darkness.

It's like the feeling of being asleep... a dead silence and darkness. You can't feel the passage of time in it, and you can't tell how much time has passed in the world outside the darkness.

Maybe it was a long time, or maybe it was only a moment. Cheng Xiao didn't know that the endless darkness swallowed him up.

And then there was pain. Pain. Excruciating pain.

He clearly could no longer feel his body—he couldn't even feel his own existence, but the pain was so clear that he didn't even know where it came from or where it was going.

In short, in the midst of pain, a ray of light shone in.

He then opened his "eyes".

Then he saw everything outside again—he saw the world as it originally was.

He saw Volibear's roar, rage, and wailing... He saw the giant bear being knocked to the ground, its paws cut off, its back split open... He saw his own body grow several times larger than usual, and then he actually wrestled with the bear spirit...

In that moment, he tried to control his body.

He could finally feel the blood flowing and the muscles working... He felt the blizzard and cold wind of the Freljord, and saw that the snow was getting thicker and thicker, almost burying Lissandra.

A feeling of reluctance filled his heart—or maybe soul?

He began to try harder to control his body, even at the cost of letting the bear spirit attack him.