Chapter 690

The Sword Demon's right hand was still holding the dark red greatsword. A certain energy visible to the naked eye was flowing far and continuously from the sword into its body. The sword demon's broken body is healing rapidly. Before it could stand up again, Raven had already raised the rune sword and slashed it down.

The sword demon's right hand snapped in response, and the dark red giant sword suddenly stopped injecting energy. The mangled body, like a burnt scrap of paper, turned into invisible dust in the storm and drifted away with the wind.

Raven glanced at the big sword on the ground, but finally didn't reach out. Instead, let the little yellow fur pick it up with gloves. His gauntlet was a cutting-edge creation of Shurima's time, and it was not up to chance to resist Aatrox for a short time.

Not far away, the barbarian king looked at everything in front of him with a disappointed expression. He felt that he was a failure, and he came to take revenge with great momentum, but it turned out to be just a scandal, and he played soy sauce all the way.

Some of them were lost and followed Yasuo and the others back to the tribe. The Barbarian King felt that he could not face the only remaining of his people. However, at this time, Raven stopped him.

"Come along, sir wants to see you."

The barbarian king followed Ruiwen and the others blankly and entered the tent where Su Yuan was. Think about yourself in order to truly integrate into the Alliance, and challenge everywhere, leaving the entire camp with few people waiting to see them. But when the other party came here, he also challenged one after another, and in the end, he was treated as a guest and lived in the best tent next to Ash.

Entering the tent, Tydamir was stunned on the spot. He turned and walked out quickly, glancing up. It's a tent, yes, but why is it so big?

The interior he saw was not at all the size of a tent. Moreover, a variety of unrecognized furniture, decorated, filled in it. Its gorgeous and comfortable level makes the barbarian king, who was born in a barbarian race, unable to describe it in his own barren language.

He stood a little helpless, dressed in shabby fur and rough armor that made it impossible for him to sit in the chairs that even looked a little dazzling.

"Do it, don't be inhibited. No matter how gorgeous these things may seem, they exist for us. If for some reason, they are not used, then they have lost their meaning of existence. ”

Tedamir only felt that what the other party said made sense, but he didn't know how to respond. I could only sit cautiously on the black seat. As soon as he dropped his buttocks, he jerked up.

"It'......"

"It's soft, it's not your average seat, it's a sofa. Well, you don't have to understand the concept, just know that it's a relatively comfortable seat. ”

The barbarian king's face turned red and he sat down on the sofa stupidly. Most of his body sank into the soft and elastic sofa. An indescribable sense of comfort made him a little dazed for a while.

Su Yuan casually picked up the black-red giant sword that Ezreal handed him. Strictly speaking, this sword is actually the real Aatrox. The previous body was just a human being bewitched by the magic sword.

Aatrox was once known as the strongest Ascendant, after the Fall. The power of the void, fused with the power of the original ascendant, and became a domineering and powerful force. It retains part of the consciousness of Aatrox, but it is the distorted kind. Everywhere and everywhere in the bewitching of the surrounding life, and try to invade, infect, and then dominate them.

Only this time, it found itself with an invincible erosion ability that seemed to be completely ineffective. This special care human held it as if it were playing with a toy, and it was completely unaffected.

Su Yuan observed Aatrox for a moment, and then casually threw it to the Barbarian King.

"Try this weapon."

The barbarian king subconsciously caught the giant sword. Before he could say anything, he felt some kind of violent dark energy rush into his body. At the same time, some kind of distorted will also began to invade his consciousness.

"Concentrate and resist it." Su Yuan's voice sounded directly in his head. The consciousness that was powerless to fight back that was originally impacted by Aatrox was briefly regained its clarity.

Su Yuan's voice sounded in his mind again.

"This is your sea of consciousness, so any outsider is your enemy. Crush them and keep yourself. Otherwise you'll be the next Aatrox. Su Yuan's voice touched some of the past that Taidamir was most reluctant to look back on.

A crimson aura like a flame began to burn in him. His unique berserk blood began to be activated. The two forces fought directly in the room. But this kind of nascent bloodline is obviously unable to compete with the strongest ascension in the past. Soon he lost himself again. And at this time, Su Yuan shot again and pulled him back from the brink of collapse.

In this way, whenever he was on the verge of collapse, Su Yuan would make a move. Let him regain control. But it doesn't help him further, just let him work on his own.

Time and time again, Tedamir doesn't know how many times he has been on the verge of collapse. In this endless tug-of-war, his will was tempered like never before. A few young people watching from the sidelines also began to really admire this rough man. Regardless of whether the other party is out of hatred or their own will, a few young people think that they can't do it.

Finally, this time, Tedamir did not collapse, but relied on his own strength to form a balance with the forces of the invasion.

"Huhuhu......" he gasped. Then he opened his eyes. The room that greeted you was as if it had been ravaged by the Wasco boar (Freljord's giant boar).

He glanced down at the giant sword in his hand, which no longer rejected him. Rather, there is a feeling of being one with the sword. This is an unprecedented experience, and even the big knife that has been with him for many years has never given him this feeling.

Aatrox's power melted into his body, giving him a sense of incomparability. He even had the idea of wantonly destroying everything in front of him and unleashing the power in his body.

It's just that this idea just appeared, and it was quickly suppressed by him. The reason is that the gorgeous furniture that is broken in the room now has already bought his entire clan, and he can't afford to pay for it. If you destroy it once, you can't afford to sell him ten times.

"Ah....... this...... I didn't mean to ......," he said, curtly.

"I know, don't worry about these things, tell me how you feel right now."

Su Yuan casually held a restoration spell, and the whole room was restored to its original state exactly under his magic, like a reverse shot of a movie.

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