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

Cheng Xiao was annoyed. "What's the point of arguing? Go to sleep and stop barking like a dog."

"Ah...!!" This indifferent and even contemptuous attitude made Aatrox even more angry.

But he was a god warrior after all, and it was embarrassing to always lose his composure in front of a mortal. So he suppressed his anger and said in the tone of an elder:

"You damned maggot, don't you regret sealing yourself in this ice sculpture? You will face eternal darkness, loneliness, and coldness until the end of the world."

"There's nothing to regret." Cheng Xiao yawned. "Anyway, the outcome would be similar if I let you take my body away."

"But then you can still see the world through my eyes—you can witness the demise of the world with your own eyes. What a wonderful scene that would be!"

"Sorry, I don't want to destroy the world."

"Stupid, really stupid!"

Aatrox shook his head repeatedly, looking very disappointed in Cheng Xiao - no matter what he said, in his heart he had already regarded Cheng Xiao as the same kind of person.

Not being able to die... is sometimes a curse.

Just like now.

Being trapped in a cage that you can't leave for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... How painful it would be!

He hopes that Cheng Xiao will understand this truth one day and destroy the world with him.

His power was great, but not invincible... He knew there were still some formidable creatures out there—like some of his former companions. If those Darkin were to awaken, his plan to destroy the world might face resistance.

But if... he could obtain Cheng Xiao's previous power... that terrifying power that doubled his strength...

Not to mention Nayafil, even if all the Darkin were put together—and even those crappy demigods were included—they would not be his match.

Then he could easily massacre the entire world and achieve the mass extinction he desired.

"Once you sleep here for dozens or hundreds of years, you will understand my thoughts - that is the greatest goal!" Aatrox said with certainty.

Cheng Xiao just waved her hand lightly and said calmly, "No thanks. I have someone I want to protect."

"Ok?"

This sentence made Aatrox stunned for a moment.

Cheng Xiao continued, "I hate some people in this world, but I don't hate the world. There are still people in this world I want to protect, so no matter what, I won't be as crazy as you."

"..." Aatrox was silent for a moment.

The scene of the previous battle resurfaced in his mind... He remembered the scene where Cheng Xiao was beaten into several pieces but refused to surrender and insisted on fighting to the death.

That kind of thing might not be a big deal for him as a Darkin, but for a mortal with only twenty short years to live... that kind of pain and despair is unbearable.

Just like...

Aatrox suddenly lifted his control over Cheng Xiao and silently returned to his Darkin Sword.

His "cell" contains his power and the breath of void infection... but the root of all of it is the energy of the Ascendant and the glory of his status as a god-warrior.

The former god-like warrior would never surrender.

Even if death comes, this glory will make them fight to the last moment.

Their persistence is not to destroy something, but to...

Protect mortals.

The glory had been gone for so long... that he had forgotten why he had accepted the ascension and become a god-warrior.

And swore something under the sun disk.

That vile mortal willingly accepted imprisonment to protect other mortals... It's a bit like the final battle in Icathia...

Aatrox's mind flashed back to the image of Queen Setaka's sacrifice—the only person he had ever respected. He had willingly followed her, believing her words and actions to be the truth.

The Queen at that time also jumped into the abyss without hesitation to protect Shurima... to protect her mortal people... and used her Charikar to deliver the final blow to the Void.

In order to protect others, she fell into eternal darkness... How similar...

No—that's not right—

Aatrox shook his head frantically, trying to get rid of that unrealistic fantasy.

He looked at the despicable mortal again. He was still so angry and disgusted by that guy. How could he compare a despicable and cowardly mortal with the queen?

"whispering sound……"

Aatrox made a disdainful sound, then drew all his strength back into the Darkin Sword, as if dividing it into two cells that did not interfere with each other.

Forget it, go to sleep... let those annoying thoughts disappear in the eternal darkness...

It's a... horrible thought.

Chapter 87: Do you want to be Miss Twilight Star Spirit’s dog?

Another two months have passed.

The reconstruction of the Freljord Alliance has been basically completed. Neat houses have been rebuilt on the ruins destroyed by gods and demons, and people are gradually coming out of the grief of losing their loved ones.

In this big family, there will be no more bloody disputes, no more life-and-death plunder. Animal husbandry and farming have replaced plunder and war. People use stone walls to shelter from the wind and snow, and no longer believe in the foolish "barbaric ancient roads."

Everything seems to be moving in the right direction.

But... not everyone will be happy about this.

For example, Olaf.

Today is the ninety-fourth day that he has been squatting in the snow in a daze.

It was also the ninety-fourth day that he missed that man.

"Ah... Boss..."

A sigh betrayed his longing. This powerful berserker no longer picked fights with random people, but instead crouched in the empty snow every day, reminiscing about the adventures Cheng Xiao had taken him on.

"Boss, you're so despicable... You said you'd take me with you when you died, but you ended up dying alone... Sigh..."

Without Cheng Xiao, Olaf seemed to have lost his purpose in life.

Cheng Xiao once promised him that he would die in battle, so he took him to challenge Volibear - if it weren't for a foolish bald man who came out and acted sentimentally in the end, he would have died there.

Okay, Braum meant well... but what happened next? Even Volibear had been defeated, and that powerful demon had been sealed away. What powerful opponent was left to challenge him now?

Ugh……

Olaf was distressed.

Without Cheng Xiao leading him to his own death, he didn't know how to "die gloriously in battle." Could it be that the prophecy was really going to come true? Would he really die peacefully in his hospital bed without any drama?

“Damn it… Damn it…!”

Olaf pounded the ground in grief, attracting the attention of the bald strong man Braum.

The latter showed his signature sunny boyish smile as soon as he arrived, and his two rows of white teeth were even whiter than the snow on the ground.

"Are you in any trouble, my brother?"

"...Get lost." Olaf didn't even bother to pay attention to him.

"Stop looking so sad. My mother told me that life needs a smile!"

"If you don't leave, I'll beat you."

"Don't be angry, brother. How about I lend you my Poro friends to play with?"

"Bron! Even if I kill you a thousand times, it still won't be enough—!"

The two strong men started making trouble in the camp again.

But soon, Olaf met someone who was even more distressed than he was—the powerful female warrior, Sejuani, whose brute force was no less than his.

At the time, the sturdy young woman was accepting challenges from her subordinates—or perhaps a form of training. This situation seemed normal at first glance, but the strange thing was that all the challengers were men.

A young man with so little clothing that his belly was almost visible.

It's obvious... these people are not here simply to challenge Sejuani, but rather to perform some strange actions like wild beasts courting.

It's a pity that Sejuani has no interest in them at all.

"You dare to challenge me with such strength?"

The girl raised her eyebrows, then swung her weapon and beat the young man who had been talking nonsense a few seconds ago to a pulp.

She also gained the power of Lissandra in her previous battle with Aatrox. Now, not only did she have extraordinary brute force, but even her weakness in magic was made up for. Her powerful strength was simply not something that ordinary people could match.

Even those renowned Iceborn warriors could not last more than a few rounds in front of her.

"You guys... you really don't have any good qualities at all."

Looking at the challenger who was knocked down and the group of men trembling with fear behind him, Sejuani felt only pity.

To be honest, some of them were pretty good—at least much better than the men in her former Winter Claw. She wouldn't have been so disgusted by them before, but from her perspective now...

What the hell are these?

The young ones are always so naive, they like to talk big but don’t have the corresponding strength; the old ones can still fight a little, but they are so old that it makes people sick.

The good-looking ones are all timid, spoiled, delicate and tender, and cannot be beaten at all; the ones who are a little bit fightable do not pay attention to daily maintenance at all, and are all rough guys with skin so bad that it can be a home for bugs.

Ugh……

After another challenger was beaten to tears, Sejuani looked at the ridiculous back and thought of another man.

The guy once said to her: "If I had never seen the light, I could have endured the darkness."

This sentence is exactly in line with her current mood.

If she had never seen such an outstanding man, it would not be completely impossible for her to choose. After all, every outstanding war mother would form her own harem... But now, how could she choose?

The mere sight of these wimps made her sick to her stomach.

She's afraid she'll never find another boy as talented and handsome as Cheng Xiao.

Spotlessly clean, beautiful to the point of being heart-warming, and powerful enough to beat up even the loser... Where can she find such a good boy now?

She has fallen in love with Cheng Xiao, and ordinary men can no longer catch her eyes.

"Boring, really boring... You don't need to go through the rest. If you want to challenge a strong opponent, go find that madman with two axes over there."

Sejuani pointed at Olaf not far away, and walked off the ring yawning.

Returning to her room, she first muttered a few words to express her dissatisfaction, and then stared at the sky outside the window in a daze.

Whenever she had some free time like this, she couldn't help but recall those past scenes in her mind... Those things had happened a while ago, and she knew she should forget them all - at least not let them stir up any more waves in her heart. But she really couldn't do it.

Although that period of time was not long, it was an unforgettable one in her life.

She grew up from a "daughter of the War Mother" who was suppressed by her mother to a true leader of the Winter Claw. With the help of Cheng Xiao and Ashe, she quickly became one of the leaders of the Freljord Alliance... Now her reputation is spread throughout the entire ice field, and the reputation of "the reincarnation of Serilda" has earned her a lot of admiration, respect, following and even love.

This all happened so fast.

It made her feel... unreal.

Sometimes she wondered if everything that had happened before was just a dream—otherwise, why would someone as perfect as Cheng Xiao suddenly appear and help her? It was like an angel from a fairy tale descending to earth to fulfill her dreams...

Why should Cheng Xiao help her?

Is it just based on...

In a trance, Sejuani lowered her head from looking at the sky, and her eyes fell on her flat belly.

Even through the sports vest, the tight muscle lines are still clearly visible.

She quietly closed the curtains and lifted her vest a little higher.

Unlike the delicate girl, her abs are exposed to the air.

She gently stroked her abdominal muscles, feeling the tingling sensation of her fingertips sliding across her skin.

It felt a bit strange... not uncomfortable, but not very comfortable either. Her fingers were too cold, and she missed Cheng Xiao's warm fingertips.

At that time, Cheng Xiao asked her... asked her to touch her... that warm and tingling feeling...

Recalling that scene, Sejuani's cheeks flushed unconsciously. Her caressing movements became more and more vigorous, as if the person she missed was caressing her gently.

Gradually, her eyes became a little blurred and her lips were tightly pursed to prevent herself from making any sound.

She began to feel hot all over, so she simply took off her top.

Her mind was filled with the scene of Cheng Xiao hugging her... and some of her own adolescent fantasies...