Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

Atreus didn't even react when he first saw the demon sword until Aatrox spoke, and then he realized what the demon sword in front of him was.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and Atreus roared:

"You are Aatrox, you are the Darkin!"

"You're still alive?"

Atreus's people were killed by Aatrox, so their meeting now is like enemies meeting with intense hatred.

In response to Atreus's roar, Aatrox's hoarse voice continued to ring out.

"Death? The only peace I seek is death!"

"Foolish Protoss, come! Kill me!"

With nearly half of his wounds healed, Atreus forced himself to stand up, pointing his blood-stained baguette spear at Aatrox.

"My spear cannot be calmed!"

"I will sever your arm again and kill you completely!"

Atreus's words instantly enraged Aatrox.

After the Protoss of War possessed Atreus's body, he fought a great battle with Aatrox before being killed by him. This allowed Atreus to inherit the Protoss's power after the Protoss's death.

After Atreus learned that Aatrox had slaughtered his people, he chose to challenge the Darkin Blademaster. After being defeated, he inherited the power of the Protoss and severed the Blademaster's arm.

Aatrox considered this battle a disgrace. The Ascended Darkin who had killed the Protoss was defeated by an ordinary person who inherited the Protoss's power. Even though it was just a sneak attack, Aatrox still considered it a disgrace.

Now that Atreus had brought it up again, anger instantly filled Aatrox's mind.

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

Watching the passionate interaction between the Sword Demon and Atreus, Luo Tian scratched his head in a bit of a predicament.

The two were sworn enemies, and both were truly stubborn. Even with Luo Tian's immense strength, he could not subdue them.

Thinking of this, Luo Tian looked towards the outside of the city.

In just a few short minutes, without Atreus's delay, the ogre army had already approached the crumbling walls of the imperial city.

For Luo Tian, ​​dealing with the ogre army was not a difficult task, but the conflict between Atreus and the Sword Demon was not so easy to resolve.

It's better to guide than to block! Since these two want to fight, let them fight in front of the ogre army.

The moment this thought arose, Luo Tianxia made up his mind.

"You want to fight?"

Luo Tian's voice attracted the attention of Atreus and Aatrox.

Under their watchful eyes, Luo Tianyi grasped the demonic sword and then hurled it fiercely into the ogre army.

A Saint-level ogre general flying in mid-air instinctively grabbed the suddenly appearing demonic sword.

The next instant, the power of the Darkin devoured the Saint-level ogre, and then a dark red-skinned demon with wings on its back stood in the sky, holding a giant sword and looking towards the desolate city.

"Great Pantheon! Come! Fight me!"

In front of the audio equipment store, Luo Tian walked to the corpse of the demigod black dragon, patted its hard scales, and asked Atreus, who was full of battle intent:

"Have you considered changing your skin before challenging the Godslayer?"

Chapter 147 The Great Wilderness Star Falls!

Outside the desolate city, on the battlefield teeming with ogre armies, the Darkin Blademaster, wielding a demonic sword, was wreaking havoc with unbridled cruelty.

Aatrox knew very well that Luo Tian's purpose in throwing him into the ogre army was not only to fight Atreus, but more importantly, to eliminate these disgusting ogres.

Aatrox had no objection to Luo Tian's idea. In his view, as long as he could fight Atreus, there was no problem in how he used him.

The Darkin Blade trembled through the air, each strike accompanied by the deaths of numerous elite ogre warriors.

The attacks coming from all sides could break through Aatrox's defenses, but only break through them.

The moment the demonic sword is swung, the wounds on the body will rapidly heal, unleashing a terrifying carnage within the army.

Under Aatrox's seemingly tireless slaughter, the endless ogre army finally began to feel fear.

As the most elite ogres in the Jiyue Plane, they are not afraid of death and sacrifice. The great God of War will allow their souls to ascend to the divine kingdom and become heroic spirits that coexist with the divine kingdom.

Therefore, when facing Atreus, they were able to rush towards him one after another without regard for their own safety, just in order to wear down Atreus's strength and severely injure this powerful enemy.

As it turned out, their idea was correct; even Atreus, who inherited the power of the Protoss, could not possibly carry out this tireless and endless slaughter.

Atreus fell, and the victory over the powerful enemy greatly boosted their confidence.

However, when they faced Aatrox, the ogre elites experienced something completely different.

Aatrox lacked Atreus's powerful defenses and the terrifying strength to kill a demigod with a single blow.

Each of their attacks inflicted a wound on Aatrox, but the wound would instantly heal after the next swing of the sword.

Once or twice is fine, but after thousands or thousands of times of healing, countless ogre elites can clearly see that the wounds they left behind at the cost of their lives heal rapidly in the next second, and then they are beheaded by Aatrox in fear and confusion.

The joy of wounding the sword demon and the despair of healing his wounds alternated constantly among the ogre elites.

For them, even the most invincible defense will eventually be worn down, and the retribution amidst the slaughter is what they truly fear.

The relentless killing and terrifying regeneration of life became the nightmare that all cannibals grappled with.

They could not comprehend, much less imagine, the immense power this was.

Fueled by war fever, the cannibal army showed signs of disintegration.

Behind the ogre army, the ogre high priest looked towards Aatrox in the center of the battlefield and spoke in a voice filled with rage:

"No matter what method you use, you must kill him completely!"

"We will sacrifice our blood for the desolate city, in anticipation of our lord's arrival!"

Then, one after another, enormous Behemoths, each the size of a small mountain, stepped out from the battle formation, their massive claws slamming down on the Sword Demon on the ground.

The earth trembled, but the next moment, dark red sword energy tore through Behemoth's arm, and blood gushed out like a waterfall.

Bathed in blood, the Darkin Blademaster let out a wild, unrestrained laugh.

Inside the desolate city, Atreus stared at the spear forged from dragon bones and polished dragon teeth in his hand, as well as the shield inlaid with dark gold dragon eyes and dragon scales. He was still in shock from what he had just experienced.

He watched as Luo Tian took the dragon's teeth and horns from the black dragon he had slain, and then molded them into a shield and a spear as if he were kneading clay.

As a dragon slayer, Atreus knew very well how tough the demigod black dragon's body was; even his Star Piercing Spear could barely pierce through it.

However, in Luo Tian's hands, the hardest dragon teeth and horns were like a lump of clay that could be molded at will, which greatly shocked Atreus.

Holding the two weapons that Luo Tian had "fabricated" for him in his hands, Atreus, who had been bathed in the blood of the black dragon, seemed to feel a connection to his bloodline.

The blood in his body flowed continuously like magma, and the powerful energy of blood and qi spread to his limbs and bones.

Luo Tian looked at Atreus, who had thrown down his blood-stained staff and switched his weapons to a dragon scale shield and a dragon spear, and nodded with satisfaction.

The hardness of the black dragon's horns and teeth was nothing to Luo Tian. Coupled with his hands-on skills as a former model maker, it wasn't difficult for him to sculpt a spear and shield to fulfill his wish of giving Atreus a new skin.

The only thing that Luo Tian regretted was that due to the rush of time, he couldn't equip Atreus with the Dragon Slayer Armor, which made this costume change a little regrettable.

"Thank you for your help!"

Atreus recovered from his shock and looked at Luo Tian with a serious expression. He tapped his spear against his shield and gave Luo Tian a very solemn salute.

Luo Tian simply shook his head with a faint smile.

"It's nothing. After all, I brought Aatrox here, so I also have to take some responsibility for him causing trouble for you."

Faced with Luo Tian's explanation, Atreus remained serious and said:

“I can tell that you and Aatrox are not the same kind of people.”

He used his power to slaughter indiscriminately, but in front of you, sir, he was able to restrain himself until the arrival of the ogre army, at which point he unleashed the destructive power within him.

Your ability to guide him towards restraint is a testament to your skill, and also a blessing for the world!

After being showered with praise by Atreus, Luo Tian immediately felt that Atreus was a good hero, completely different from some lazy, talkative, and overly clever people.

His impression of the hero improved dramatically. Luo Tian felt that such a good hero shouldn't be ruined by a talkative sword demon.

Glancing at the top laner who was frantically draining life on the battlefield, Luo Tian earnestly suggested:

"We still have an army of ogres to deal with right now, how about you put aside your conflict with Aatrox for the time being?"

Atreus shook his head with a heavy expression.

I appreciate your kindness.

Having inherited the memories of the Protoss of war, I also know that Aatrox, in some ways, was a victim of the Protoss, just like me.

He was betrayed and sealed away by the Protoss, while I and my tribe were abandoned by them. I was also possessed by the War Protoss, and I wouldn't have been able to be freed if he hadn't killed the War Protoss.

I am very grateful to him for these things.

After speaking, Atreus, holding the dragon spear and dragon scale shield, looked towards the battlefield, his voice beginning to tinge with anger.

"If he was just venting his hatred on the Protoss, I would acknowledge him as a true warrior, worthy of the name of a hero who once saved the world."

But his wanton slaughter brought destruction to my tribe, which I absolutely cannot tolerate.

Therefore, I will personally send him to his destruction!

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon blood covering Atreus's body burned rapidly under the influence of his will to fight.

The radiance of the War Constellation shone above Atreus, manifesting a magnificent suit of armor on his body, with wings on his back, resembling a world-destroying dragon.

Clad in dragon armor and wielding a dragon spear and a dragon-scale shield, Atreus spoke in a high-pitched voice:

"Thanks to your help, I promise in Pantheon's name that I will never lay a hand on Aatrox again after this battle, regardless of the outcome."

But in this battle, I will use all my strength to destroy him!

Gazing at the proud warrior who resembled a demonic dragon, Luo Tian nodded slightly, acknowledging Atreus's choice.

Above, the constellation of the War Gods radiated a fervent fighting spirit, and Atreus's aura began to gradually rise.

Suddenly, Atreus looked at Luo Tian, ​​and a passionate voice came from under his helmet.

"I really liked the song you played earlier, could you play it again?"

Luo Tian showed a surprised expression, and his soul power spread out, turning on the switch for the entire audio shop in that instant.

A tremendous roar suddenly erupted, its rhythmic echo faintly reverberating across the ruins.