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

Luo Tian had already confirmed the demonic creature's identity the moment it let out its first roar.

Forgive the Ascended, Celestial Warrior, Darkin, the League's printing press, the Twilight Protoss's nemesis, a top laner who can suck even more blood than a vampire, the laner Nasus hates the most, Miss Zoe's... Darkin Aatrox.

Because Luo Tian frequently played Nasus, he knew a great deal about Nasus's nemesis, Sword Demon.

Aatrox was among the first Ascended, fighting against the powerful Celestial Warriors of the Void, making him a predecessor to Nasus.

Over the long years of fighting against the Void, Aatrox was gradually corrupted by the Void and eventually earned the title of Darkin.

In the story of League of Legends, Aatrox is a tragically fallen hero, a top-tier powerhouse capable of slaying gods.

Even players unfamiliar with Aatrox's background can appreciate the charm of this hero simply from his lines.

This has nothing to do with good or evil; it's simply the purest essence of a hero.

Of course, this concept only existed before the numerous fan creations about Sword Demon appeared.

After those fan-made creations that could kill players, Luo Tian found it difficult to view the Sword Demon with a normal perspective.

Especially now that Aatrox wants to kill the Celestials, but finds out that he is not killing the Celestials from the League of Legends world, yet he still insists on killing them, this feeling becomes even stranger.

The Sword Demon's actions thoroughly enraged the many powerful figures on the high platform, and several demigods stepped forward to fight against the sword-wielding humanoid demon in front of them.

However, after the fight, they were surprised to find that they could not gain the upper hand against this powerful demon.

Even if he injured the opponent, he could recover quickly in the subsequent battle. The three demigods were almost completely suppressed by the Sword Demon.

The sky above was filled with ever-changing clouds, and dark red sword energy swept in all directions, making no one a match for it.

Luo Tian did not take the fight between the Sword Demon and the Demigod seriously.

Luo Tian could clearly see that both sides were only testing each other at this stage. The demigods from other dimensions were trying their best to preserve their own state, and the Sword Demon had not yet unleashed his Great Annihilation.

The intensity of the fight looked exaggerated, but it was really just about trading blows and last-hitting minions.

The intentions revealed by the Sword Demon are even more worthy of Luo Tian's consideration.

"Although the Sword Demon is crazy, he is not stupid."

Even knowing he wasn't a Protoss from Runeterra, he still brazenly challenged the entire Undead City. What was his purpose?

Chapter Fifty-Six: Listen, let it be utterly desolate, let it be deathly silent!

Just as Luo Tian was pondering the Sword Demon's motives, the Dark One wielding the Demon Sword swung his greatsword in the sky, and the crisscrossing sword energy directly engulfed the old wolf king, who was at the demigod level in front of him.

After unleashing his sword, the Sword Demon did not press his advantage. Instead, he held the greatsword and looked down at the figures on the high platform.

The fierce battle that erupted on the altar finally attracted the attention of the extraordinary powerhouses guarding the Undying City. Nearly ten extraordinary individuals at the Saint level, along with two demigods from the Undying Du family, had arrived at the scene.

These extraordinary experts stared intently at the Sword Demon, their bodies moving swiftly to block all possible escape routes for him.

The next moment, a handsome young man with bat wings on his back stepped out from the crowd, his eyes full of admiration as he looked at the Sword Demon.

"I never expected that Lord Aatrox, who has lived in our Undead City for two years, would possess such astonishing strength."

It was our oversight that we failed to detect it earlier.

Turning his head to glance at one of the holy elders beside him, the handsome young man said coldly:

"Find out who was in charge of receiving Lord Aatrox. To treat a demigod with such disrespect is utterly blind. Their entire clan should be exiled to another dimension!"

Then, the handsome young man said with a half-smile on his face:

"Does Lord Aatrox have any objections?"

Luo Tian, ​​who was watching the exchange between the two from below, raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by the handsome young man's performance.

This demigod from the Undead Du family did not immediately engage in combat with Aatrox. He first made a gesture of mediating the issue, and then, in a few words, revealed Aatrox's hidden identity in the Undead City. He also symbolically dealt with the person who had received Aatrox.

Such a statement implies a deterrent force that is generally far greater than the use of force.

I know your background and your network of connections.

If you insist on resisting, those connected to you will surely be purged afterward.

This seemingly humble approach, which concealed a domineering and threatening attitude, surprised Luo Tian.

It seems that not all members of the Undying Du family are as foolish as Du En from before.

If it were a normal demigod, when faced with being surrounded by five demigods and more than ten saints, and threatened with elimination, he would generally accept the mediation offered by the other party.

For most people, the best solution is to simply lower their heads and make everyone happy.

But... this normal demigod definitely doesn't include Aatrox, the Darkin Blademaster.

"Are you done talking?"

Aatrox's hoarse voice rang out in mid-air.

The young demigod from the Du family was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled by Aatrox's attitude.

The next moment, Aatrox pointed his demonic sword at the young demigod, and a scarlet light began to shine from the red and black sword.

On that ferocious face, the young demigod saw blatant contempt.

"I have killed many self-proclaimed noble beings whose souls are comparable to the most vile worms in the void."

Filthy, rotten, beneath a noble exterior lies a completely empty shell.

I thought this would be the most vile thing in the world, but... in this city, I saw life forms a hundred times more filthy than the Void Worms.

"They wear luxurious clothes, hold wealth that is unimaginable to ordinary people, and look down on everyone with an arrogant attitude."

They claim to be the creators of order, yet their actions trample on that order itself. How can such corrupt lives remain in this world?

The Sword Demon let out a maniacal laugh, his furious voice echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

"I'm going to cut your filthy body in half! Slice it open! Chop it into pieces!"

A terrifying force swung the Darkin blade, tearing through space and slashing forward.

The space trembled, and all life beneath the sword's edge seemed to be suppressed by the space before them. Several Saint-level transcendent beings under the sharp blade were cut in half before they could even make a defensive move.

"Step back!"

The young demigod let out a roar, flapping his bat wings as he tried to retreat from the range of the sword's edge.

"Fire Chains!"

Several chains, wreathed in the sinful flames of burning souls, extended from the space in front of the sword demon, locking all the superhumans who wanted to escape in place.

As the Darkin Blade slashed down a second time, space trembled once more, and large spatial rifts appeared as the blade pierced through the enemy before it once more.

The young demigod only felt his body, bound by chains of evil fire, being severed at the waist, the gushing blood splattering in the air.

With a crimson glint in his eyes, the young demigod of the Du family disintegrated, transforming into a swarm of bats that fled into the distance, bathed in a blood-red glow.

The pressure from those two sword strikes in that instant was immense. He then realized that the Sword Demon had not displayed his true strength at all, and the methods he had shown were merely a test.

When he truly harbors murderous intent, even a demigod would be absolutely unable to resist him.

"This is definitely a peak demigod, or even a living god who has ignited the divine fire!"

"We must get Father to summon His Highness the Prince before we can have a chance to suppress him!"

However, the thought had barely crossed his mind before he had no chance to have it.

"Shadow Charge!"

As that hoarse voice, seemingly possessed by magic, rang out, Aatrox, wielding the demonic sword, suddenly appeared above the young demigod, covering a distance of hundreds of meters. With a flip of his body, the Darkin blade crashed down for the third time.

Space shattered! The collapsing space, accompanied by immense power, completely engulfed the young demigod's physical body.

The death of the young demigod's physical body seemed to trigger some kind of power; a powerful crimson shield rose from the shattered body of the young demigod, carrying a beating heart as it fled outwards.

This is the blood core of the vampire, the lifeblood of all vampires. As long as the blood core is intact, even if the body is shattered, the vampire can return from the blood pool. This is the vampire's last means of survival.

Under the protection of that crimson shield, even if space shattered, it could be easily evaded, and the powerful blood energy protected the blood core from any harm.

Meanwhile, on the ancient castle within the Undying City, a terrifying aura suddenly descended, as if a primordial beast was rushing toward the battlefield.

In just one second, the fleeing blood core will be able to escape under the protection of the arriving powerhouse.

But that mere second difference had already signaled the end of his life.

"Sword Qi that bestows death!"

A sword pierces the heart; even the strongest shield cannot prevent death.

"Bastard!"

A furious roar resounded through the sky, and a colossal phantom, hundreds of meters tall, appeared in the heavens.

The figure, whose outline was barely visible, was dressed in a red robe, and an aura of majesty and holiness descended upon the mortal world in an instant.

Looking directly at that enormous phantom, all living beings would feel a profound sense of insignificance and humility.

"Gods!"

"It's His Highness the Vampire Prince!"

"A subordinate god under the Blood Ancestor!"

Amidst the bursts of exclamations, a gigantic hand descended from the sky, crushing down upon Aatrox, who appeared as insignificant as an ant.

Holding the demonic sword, Aatrox looked up at the towering figure of the god, his ferocious expression turning calm.

A flicker of anticipation rose in his eyes, and Aatrox spoke slowly in a suppressed voice:

Listen to the utter silence, the deathly stillness!

Chapter Fifty-Seven: A Qualified Shell!

"Great Annihilation!"

A furious voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and behind the sword demon, a pair of enormous demonic wings suddenly unfolded, his entire body seemingly surrounded by endless evil thoughts and a destructive will.

Raising the demonic sword high, the sword demon's voice, filled with malice and destruction, rang out once more.

"I am Aatrox, the End of the World!"

In the void, dark cracks transformed into countless chains of malevolent fire that coiled around the divine phantom in the sky, and the karmic fire of ignorance began to scorch the enormous divine phantom.

The body that was so insignificant in front of the phantom of the god suddenly burst out with unimaginable power. With every move, the wind and clouds changed, the dark red sky replaced the night sky of the original world, and countless black lightning bolts fell as the clouds collided, as if it were an apocalyptic scene.

The enormous and majestic phantom of the god changed his expression, feeling a sense of oppression even under the dark red sky.

The sight of countless lives lost, the weeping of nature's spirits, and even the wailing that seemed like the lamentations of gods sent chills down his spine.