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

I thought that you, as a wise man, would forever remember that lost empire, but I never expected that you would also abandon the honor you once served.

The Sword Demon's words were filled with disdain.

Before his corruption into the Darkin, Aatrox, like Nasus, was a powerful Ascended in the Shurima Empire.

However, Aatrox was among the first Ascended, making him Nasus's predecessor.

As a witness to the rise of the Shurima Empire, Nasus's dedication to Shurima earned him the recognition of Aatrox.

Aatrox believes that Nasus changed his name to Lothar in order to sever ties with his past experiences and erase the traces left by the Shurima Empire, which makes him feel even more disgusted with the librarian he once identified with.

With a deep sense of regret, Aatrox slowly spoke:

"That's enough. All I need now is your body. Your thoughts are irrelevant to me."

"Nasus, as learned as you are, do you know your own destiny? I am your Grim Reaper!"

Nasus, Shurima is destined to fall, and so are you.

As soon as he finished speaking, Aatrox's true form, the demonic sword, swiftly pierced towards Luo Tian's body.

Luo Tian, ​​who had been subjected to both physical and psychological attacks by Aatrox, felt his eyelids twitch violently.

All I did was state my name, and this infamous number one trash talker in the league started to overthink and then went on a rampage, acting as if he wanted to take over my body.

This attitude ignited a nameless fire within Luo Tian.

"You can bully Nasus in the early game, but I'm an old Nasus who's been stacking Q for 500 years before I finally come out of retirement. Do you think you can kill me, a mere Aatrox?"

With his right hand gathering Soul-Sucking Pain Strike power, Luo Tian punched down at the demonic sword hurtling towards him.

"clang!"

Like the hammer of Ornn, the god of forging, striking a divine weapon, Luo Tian's Soul-Sucking Strike landed on the demonic sword, instantly producing a crisp impact sound.

Before he could even comprehend what was happening, Aatrox was slammed into the ground, and a massive crack began to appear running through the entire street amidst the violent tremors.

A crack nearly ten meters deep split the entire street in two, and even triggered a small-scale earthquake in the area.

Fortunately, the intense battles that had taken place earlier had left such a deep impression that most of the alien races did not notice this unusual small earthquake.

Several seconds later, a painful scream finally came from the depths of the crack.

You deserve to die!

The demonic sword suddenly rose up, carrying the sword energy of death, and stabbed down at Luo Tian. A powerful pressure, accompanied by a dense aura of death, descended upon Luo Tian.

Then... "Clang!"

With another clanging sound, the demonic sword was once again slammed into the crack, deepening it by several meters.

"Ahhh! I'll kill you! A thousand times! That's not enough!!!"

The demonic sword slashed at Luo Tian once more.

"Clang!"

I will sever your limbs! I will pierce your soul!

"Clang clang~!"

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

"Clang clang clang~!"

......

Luo Tian felt as if he had transformed into Ornn, and was forging the magic sword named Aatrox.

Each time he slammed Aatrox into the crack, he would scream in agony as he slashed at himself at an even faster speed.

Despite never succeeding and even being somewhat deformed by Luo Tian's deliberately restrained Soul Absorption Strike, Aatrox still maintained a defiant attitude and unleashed a frenzied barrage of attacks on Luo Tian.

In a corner of the Undead City, it seemed as if a blacksmith shop that had been closed had reopened on this chaotic night.

Finally, somewhat impatient, Luo Tian decided not to smash Aatrox into the crack again.

Under the pressure of the charged Soul-Sucking Strike, Luo Tian easily seized the corrupted demonic sword and threatened Aatrox:

"Aatrox, shut up! If you keep messing around, I'm going to destroy this cursed sword!"

As he spoke, Luo Tian slightly increased the number of stacks of Soul Drain Strike passive, intending to use it to threaten Aatrox.

But how could death threaten Aatrox?

The Sword Demon continued to roar, "The only peace I seek is death!"

Luo Tian had a headache.

Aatrox was, after all, a huge experience booster, crucial to his leveling journey, so he naturally couldn't just destroy the magic sword like that.

After a long silence, Luo Tian extended his index finger and gently placed it on the blade of the demonic sword.

Aatrox asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"It's nothing. I just felt that other people's famous swords all have names, but your demonic sword has nothing, so I thought I'd add some words to it."

Aatrox burst into laughter, saying nonchalantly:

Is this an insult from a loser?

"It's alright! Even if you write curses against me all over the sword, it won't matter. It's just childish tantrums."

"Nasus, is this the only method you, with your vast knowledge, can come up with?"

Luo Tian, ​​too lazy to correct Aatrox's form of address, spoke with a deep gaze:

"What I'm going to write is 'I really want to be Miss Zoe's dog!'"

Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Arrival of the Abyss Lord!

"Huh?"

Aatrox instinctively uttered a sound of doubt, then quickly realized the meaning behind the name Zoe, and a furious voice came from Luo Tian's hand.

"Nasus, you deserve to die!!!"

"I will sever your limbs, I will pierce your soul!!!"

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

"From this moment until the end of time, I will kill you again and again!"

"Come, let me kill you a thousand times, and it still won't be enough!!!"

......

Luo Tian picked at his ear, completely ignoring Aatrox's repetitive and tiresome speech.

To Luo Tian, ​​those vicious curses were nothing more than Aatrox's powerless rage.

For Aatrox, if he could really defeat the enemy, why would he need to repeat those lines a second time? He could just activate his ultimate and unleash a barrage of Qs and be done with it.

The more anger he displays now, the more it proves that he has run out of options.

With the Soul-Draining Strike concentrated on his index finger, and the massive number of dead souls passively piled up, the hard demonic sword seemed like a fragile piece of tofu. Luo Tian's finger lightly pressed on it, and a dent appeared.

Aatrox started to panic!

Zoe is the new Twilight Protoss he knows. Although she is not the Protoss who imprisoned him through scheming, his hatred for the Twilight Protoss is his greatest obsession.

If Vigus's attitude towards Poppy was a mixture of disgust and envy, then Aatrox's attitude towards Zoe was pure and utter hatred.

For Aatrox, destruction or death is merely a direction toward the end, and when that day comes, he will simply face it calmly after giving his all in the fight.

But he absolutely could not tolerate the Twilight Protoss's name appearing on his body, especially in such an ugly and despicable form.

Despite the endless rage consuming Aatrox's reason, and his desire to kill Luo Tian right now.

However, the overwhelming power that Luo Tian displayed in easily suppressing him made Aatrox realize that even if he found the perfect body, he might not be able to fight against Luo Tian.

Faced with a threat more terrifying than death, Aatrox, powerless against Luo Tian, ​​finally lowered his proud head and chose to compromise.

"Alright! Nasus, you win!"

"Your profound wisdom has successfully made me compromise."

"What do you need? My powerful Darkin strength? Or do you want to learn about the Void from me?"

Luo Tian rolled his eyes as he listened to Aatrox's words, which, though seemingly a compromise, revealed no undisguised murderous intent.

"First of all, I am not Nasus; I am just an ordinary human who has some connection with him."

"Secondly, I don't need anything. I just hope you can shut your mouth, talk less, and observe more!"

Luo Tian's attitude immediately made Aatrox feel dissatisfied.

"Nasus, I..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Aatrox saw Luo Tian's index finger resting on the Demon Sword, and the terrifying power contained in that seemingly ordinary finger was enough to destroy the Demon Sword.

With a gentle stroke of the index finger, a faint, insignificant outline appeared on the blade of the demonic sword, clearly forming the character "I".

Aatrox immediately changed his tune.

"Okay, Luo Tian, ​​you're right."

"Humility and silence are qualities that a Darkin should possess."

Luo Tian nodded in satisfaction.

Luo Tian was quite surprised by Aatrox's change in attitude. He had thought of using this to intimidate Aatrox, but he didn't expect the method to be so effective.

Even the fearless Darkin Blademaster subconsciously remained calm in the face of such a threat.

"Papaya Celestial Spirit is indeed the Sword Demon's nemesis!"

The street, now reduced to ruins, finally fell silent, and Ivy's cool voice rang in Luo Tian's ears.

"Your Majesty, who is he?"

Ivynia stared at the demonic sword in Luo Tian's hand, her beautiful silvery eyes unable to resist scrutinizing it from head to toe.

Within this demonic sword, Ivania could sense an incredibly powerful soul, along with a dense will of destruction and death constantly guiding people toward depravity.

As a death nun, Ivyia was naturally very familiar with this kind of aura.

The exchange between Aatrox, who displayed the power of death and destruction, and Luo Tian aroused Avenia's curiosity.