The evil fire chain dragged Yasuo back to Yatox, and the Dark Sword Demon raised his sword again and slashed it with one hand!

This time, Yasuo's sword was not yet ready, so he could only hold Lan Chu tightly with both hands and barely block it.

Without the protection of the wind and dust, the result of facing the Great Sword of Atoks directly is that Yasuo was smashed into the ground.

“That’s the end!”

Shaking his head with some regret, Atoks raised his sword for the third time. His wings were spread out, and his huge body swelled up in the air, like a giant whale jumping out of the sea, and a sword elegy jumped over the sand dunes!

Yasuo, who was deeply trapped in the sand, had almost no room for resistance at this moment. Although he chose to lift Lan Qi, he was destined to be unable to resist this heavy blow!

Yasuo was dug out, and Lanqi broke out.

But Atokes' offensive is not over yet.

The wings seemed to cover everything. The black blade pointed directly at Yasuo like lightning this time, and Yasuo, who lost his weapon and was still flying backwards, did not even have the chance to call the spirit of the wind to help him.

Yasuo was chopped out and flew backwards very quickly.

But Yatoks's great sword was faster, and he and his great sword seemed to turn into a pitch black light, biting Yasuo like a shadow.

The Dark Seed Demon Sword... has arrived.

The heavy sword did not cut Yasuo into two pieces after all - what Yatoks wanted was a body, not two pieces of minced meat.

At the last moment, Yatoks stabbed the sword tip of the great sword into Yasuo's heart, and the black blade passed through his chest, and the red blood splashed out, dyeing the yellow sand on the ground red.

Riven, who was taken away by Ryze before, just barely climbed a sand dune when she saw this horrifying scene - her eyes were bloodshot and her mind was almost completely blank.

Riven herself didn't know how she drew out the great sword and how she came to Yatox.

Looking at Yatoks, she tried her best to cut the strongest sword in her life, but Yatoks just flipped back and threw Riven out.

The heavy, kite shield-like big sword seemed to be just a fragile toy. The moment it came into contact with the Dark Secret Demon Sword, it completely collapsed and turned into pieces falling all over the ground. However, Riwen, who had only the hilt of the sword in her hand, seemed to be unaware of it. After getting up from the yellow sand, she bullied her body again.

"The scoundrel shakes the tree."

Riven flew backwards again.

Yatox kept his word, Yasuo did not run away, nor did he kill Riven. For the second time, he just swung Riven out like a home run, and then stared at Yasuo with his eyes.

This is the point of everything... What Yatox cares about is whether Yasuo's body can withstand his will!

Apart from this, it is all irrelevant details!

………………………………………

The cold and hot feeling began from the chest and flowed freely in every corner of Yasuo's body.

Yatoks' voice seemed to have traveled through time and space, echoing directly in Yasuo's mind.

Consciousness begins to stagnate, but perception becomes particularly clear.

At this moment, Yasuo clearly felt a heat flow, as if mixed with blood, flowing along all his blood vessels.

In a trance, Yasuo saw a golden sun disk, standing in front of the disk, and a cold and serious face reflected in the disk.

"I am the son of the sun!" he said, "I am the chosen one and the only one!"

In the worship of countless warriors, he bathed in the light of the sun and spread his golden wings.

That's the color of the sun!

Then, just as he raised his sword again, the scorching heat disappeared without warning, and replaced by the cold that was shattered through the bones and marrow.

"No, we will not give up!" Yasuo heard his voice, "We have all made a vow to fight to the death - now, the monostone has been created, as long as we pour all our energy into it, the void may not be invincible!"

"I have sworn that as long as the emperor is still there, I will not hesitate at all!"

In the midst of the chaotic quarrel, a huge force was focused on the stones in the air that looked like hills. The next moment, the monostone bombarded the wounds of the earth with an unstoppable momentum, and the melted gravel bridged the gap like fluid...

His own strength was exhausted, and Yasuo wanted to struggle to get up, but he seemed to step on the air and fell from the monolith to the abyss. Endless creatures of void swarmed in. He could only raise his sword and struggled.

The chopping became more and more numb.

I don’t know when a sinister grin appeared in my ears.

"You are no longer ascensioners." The voice was like the most vicious curse, which made Yasuo's scalp tingle, "You have already got a new name, called Dark Seed."

"No-" instinctively wanted to refute, but Yasuo could only let out a pale cry, "No!"

"You will never be able to leave your weapons." The voice was as high as the judge, "I will live forever."

Everything returned to death again.

The endless darkness finally completely swallowed Yasuo and completely submerged it.

Time has no scale.

Space cannot be quantified either.

In this endless darkness, Yasuo seemed to have experienced countless reincarnations until he felt something.

This is a greedy person...he regards himself as a treasure.

baby?

I'm not a baby!

You covet my value...

Then I will accept your body!

Eliminated the subtle unwillingness, and when he opened his eyes again, what he saw was not the previous oasis or the chaotic battlefield, but a piece of yellow sand in the desert.

A wonderful thought appeared in his mind.

"who I am?"

Subconsciously, he asked this question.

"who I am?"

"I have bathed in the sun's brilliance..."

"I have faced the endless void..."

"I was plotted by the cunning star spirit..."

"I woke up after an endless sleep..."

So, who am I?

He subconsciously stretched out his left hand, and the great sword was tightly clamped in the palm of his hand, and the black blade was like twisted flesh and blood.

He subconsciously grabbed a handful of yellow sand, and the gravel flowed through his fingers, and the rolling yellow sand seemed to have passed.

Above the sky, there is no longer the scorching sun in the sky.

On the banks of the yellow sand, there is no garden oasis.

The oath of loyalty seemed to be still in my ears, but the lost warrior had long lost his master - it was not until the sky was filled with red clouds that he barely remembered an enemy.

The Twilight Star Spirit is irreconcilable.

But...Who am I?

An indescribable emotion began to surging in his chest. He stood up, clamped the sword tightly, and quietly felt the feeling of blood.
Chapter completed!