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

Aatrox kept screaming, and his fighting style, which showed no pain and no fear of injury, left no doubt that he was an immortal madman.

Ornn had more and more wounds on his body, and Aatrox directly absorbed some of his damaged flesh and skin to build a body that was closer to the image of a "God Warrior".

He could sense that the mortal body he now inhabited was... quite interesting. This body could accommodate any power without conflict, just like the various powers within it.

He could freely add Ornn's flesh and blood to this body, making it harder, stronger, and more powerful.

With powerful blood magic and a perfect body, he will eventually become the most powerful being in the world.

Even those god-warriors from back then... even the other Darkspawn who could break free from the seal at any moment...

Those few...

No longer his opponent!

"I am invincible in the world!"

Aatrox's combat effectiveness increased sharply.

As one side gained strength while the other lost, Ornn began to struggle. He couldn't even easily kill Aatrox anymore, and after a long period of dominance, the situation became a "fair duel" that required a head-on wrestling match.

The Frost Witch Lissandra saw all of this. While others were still cheering for Ornn and celebrating his victory, she had already made other moves.

She teleported to Ashe and Sejuani's side, and pulled them up roughly regardless of their frail bodies.

"Hold your weapons and don't embarrass Avarosa and Serilda."

While these words might not sound pleasant, they were quite realistic. The two girls picked up their longbows and silver spears again, staring intently at the battlefield between the two gods.

But... they don't know what to do.

Don't even know what to do.

"If the Forge God falls, the darkin named Aatrox will destroy everything," Lissandra said coldly. "Not just your Freljord Alliance, not just the southern regions—maybe even the entire continent."

"He will definitely follow that restless aura and rush into the Howling Abyss."

"His madness and confidence will allow him to...unleash the monster."

As she spoke, Lissandra pointed at Aatrox, who was rushing towards Ornn and hacking him hard.

"So, we must seal him at all costs—seal this immortal demon."

"But we..." Sejuani frowned, then smiled bitterly. "In this devastating battle, what can Ashe and I do to help?"

"Besides, Cheng Xiao is still there. That is Cheng Xiao's body. If we seal him, Cheng Xiao will never come back." Ashe also raised a very serious question.

Now Cheng Xiao and Aatrox are inseparable, and they can only be sealed together.

The demon was solved, but what about Cheng Xiao? Did he really have to...

It seems selfish to be struggling over whether to stop the devil from destroying the world for the sake of one's own survival, but Ashe just can't make a decision all of a sudden.

Sejuani also showed signs of loosening her grip on her weapon. She also didn't want to see the tragic ending.

"You don't need to think, just do what I say."

There seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in Lissandra's tone.

"As long as you promise to give it your all, we'll have a chance to seal him."

Hearing this, the two girls wanted to ask about Cheng Xiao's situation, but a loud noise suddenly came from the battlefield over there, interrupting their conversation.

Ornn fell to the ground for the first time, and the terrifying weight almost caused an earthquake.

Although he smashed Aatrox into a pulp in the first place and got up again, he could not hide his decline.

His body was covered with wounds of varying sizes, and his ankles had been cut open. He was no longer able to remain calm, and looked rather disheveled.

The situation is already dire... There is no room for further delay...

"Hold your weapons and give me your hands." Lissandra said to the two girls in a commanding tone.

Ashe, who was more kindhearted, wanted to ask again, but Sejuani had already gritted her teeth and did as she was told.

Lissandra no longer paid attention to Ashe's indecision and simply grabbed her wrist forcibly - even though such rough behavior was inconsistent with her arrogant image.

"I once fought against the monsters from the abyss together with Serilda and Avarosa, and we were somewhat successful... But now, I hope you won't embarrass them."

"Regarding the True Ice layer beneath the abyss and the lost Yeti tribe... I must replicate that feat."

“Everything needs to be done with all our strength.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a powerful magical energy burst out from Lissandra's hands.

It surged into the bodies of the two girls and into the weapons they held.

In order to completely seal the Void Watchers, she sacrificed the entire Snowman tribe to use the super-large ice magic powerful enough to seal any existence, and what she has to do now is to do it again.

Although the Snowmen, naturally endowed with powerful magical powers and highly compatible with True Ice Magic, were no longer around, the demons before them were far less terrifying than the monsters beneath the abyss... It could be done. It would definitely work.

As for who needs to be sacrificed now...

Lissandra's breathing began to become a little rapid, and her perception of the two girls became increasingly vague.

Using True Ice Magic requires immense strength, and the prerequisite for obtaining this strength is to drain the life that possesses it...

Obviously, neither Ashe nor Sejuani possess this kind of power. They are powerful enough for mortals, but for demigods, they are no different from other ants.

Now the only one who possesses nearly demigod-level power... is Lissandra.

So the only thing to sacrifice is...

"Cough cough..."

Lissandra's breathing was completely disordered, and she couldn't help but cough up a few mouthfuls of bright red blood.

In fact, even if she drained all her magic power, it would not be enough to seal Aatrox, who was far more powerful than her, but she could use some of the power of Avarosa and Serilda.

These two weapons... their heritage... their will...

The glory of the three sisters will never fade away...!

"You are..." Sejuani was not stupid and she immediately realized the problem - she could feel a powerful force emerging from her body that did not belong to her, and Lissandra was getting weaker and weaker.

"You're going to sacrifice...yourself?"

Not only Sejuani, but Ashe was also surprised by this selfless spirit and feat.

In their eyes—no, in the perception of all Freljord people—the Frost Witch is cruel, selfish, and domineering. How could she do such a thing as sacrificing herself to protect others?

"Stop talking nonsense..." The protective layer of True Ice on Lissandra's body could no longer be maintained, and her normal human fair skin gradually revealed itself.

But it is obviously much paler than that of an ordinary person.

Bloodless.

"Only if the three of us work together... and give it our all... will we have a chance to seal... that demon..."

A strong feeling of dizziness suddenly came over Lissandra, and she almost couldn't stand.

Her perception of the outside world became increasingly blurred, but fortunately, the magical energy infused into the longbow and silver spear was almost full.

That's almost it.

but……

"I can't control the direction..."

Lissandra held her aching head and almost completely lost her sense of the outside world - now she was no different from an ordinary blind person.

There was enough energy for Ashe and Sejuani, and the conditions for the "sacrifice" of True Ice Magic were sufficient, so releasing it would be no problem. But the problem was...

Having adapted to her sensory abilities, she was no longer able to aim at the extremely fast Aatrox.

If you can't hit the target, then even the most powerful magic will be in vain.

That would make everything go to waste... With her physical strength and magic power completely exhausted, she wouldn't be able to help Ornn defeat Aatrox.

Seeing this, the two girls tried to aim themselves, but they still underestimated Aatrox's speed.

Even the extremely powerful marksman Ashe couldn't keep up with the speed at which Aatrox dodged left and right.

It was impossible for her and Sejuani to take aim.

What's more, they don't understand the magic of ice, so this move must be released by Lissandra.

"What should I do..." Sejuani's eyes kept following Aatrox, and soon she felt dizzy and it was impossible for her to catch up.

Lissandra tried to sense again while enduring the intense discomfort of magic overdraft, but she almost fainted in just a moment.

She had consumed too much magic power in the previous battle...

"Find an opportunity... wait for that demon to stop on its own..." Lissandra said with difficulty, "As long as we release it the moment he's knocked down by the hammer... there's a chance of success..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the battle over there took another turn.

Ornn was knocked down again, and this time he was unable to get up quickly.

Aatrox pressed him and began to counterattack, swinging his bloodthirsty Darkin sword continuously and devouring the gushing blood of the demigod.

Now even an ordinary person can see that something is wrong.

The crowd began to stir, and an unprecedented fear enveloped the entire Freljord.

The Savage God was killed instantly, and the Forging God gradually fell into a disadvantage... No matter how many times that monster was killed, it would always stand up again, and even become stronger with each fight...

Such a monster...

Who can stop him?

Screams, prayers, cries...all kinds of pessimistic sounds rang out, making the atmosphere of despair even more intense.

Ornn swung his hammer with all his might, but missed again. He raised his other, battered arm and finally caught Aatrox just as he was about to strike him from the other side.

"Demon, why did you come to Freljord..."

Ornn's voice was obviously not as deep and loud as before, and revealed deep fatigue.

He clenched his fists with all his might, wanting to crush Aatrox to death—even though he knew it would be difficult. Even though he knew Aatrox would quickly resurrect even if he succeeded.

But behind him were helpless mortals... those lovely mortals... If he couldn't hold on, they would be killed instantly...

He could have ignored it, but since he was here, he couldn't let any mortal die in front of him.

The tragedy of the people of Luxiang must never be repeated here...

Absolutely not...!

"demon……"

Ornn's eyes were bloodshot, and terrifying flames spewed out not only from his mouth, but also from his broken wounds.

Compared to the previous fire, the flames he spewed out this time were hotter - so, not to mention Aatrox who only mastered a little fire power, even he himself was not immune to this burning.

The high-temperature, strange-colored flames burned off all of Ornn's skin, revealing patches of bright red muscles.

Although Aatrox quickly escaped the goat's grasp, the flames still ignited him.

He was immortal and didn't need to pay attention to this kind of attack, but he had a vague bad premonition... This flame might not be that simple.

That kind of high temperature burns not only harms the flesh...

And the soul itself.

Aatrox wanted to die, but he knew that this kind of fire could not burn him to death, it would only make him vulnerable... This was something he could not tolerate.

"Damn stupid goat...!"

After tens of millions of years, Aatrox once again chose to retreat from the battle.

He quickly distanced himself and slashed at his own body with his sword, trying to stop the fire from spreading.

But at this moment... his body suddenly stiffened.

His soul was burned, and another soul was awakened directly by the high temperature burning.

"You look like you're having a lot of fun, Aatrox."