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Volume 1: The First Appearance of Super Powers Chapter 22: War (4)

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    Destiny prevails over all living things, and all living things can only continue to struggle in their destiny.  The strong can see their destiny, the weak can only lament their destiny, but no one can change their destiny against the will of heaven.  Destiny is like the moon in the well or the forest in the house. When you struggle desperately to get out of your own realm, you find that you have arrived in a new situation.  Just like human beings know the existence of the universe, but who can know whether the universe is just a grain of sand in a larger world.  Aatrox tried hard and struggled, but in the end he still could not escape the shackles.  Aatrox worked hard, constantly thinking that he could surpass the gods, and even kill the gods.  But the final result is that God is just another kind of creature, and humans evolve into God.  Aatrox gave up everything and tried his best, but it seemed that he just turned around in a circle and returned to the same place again.  Aatrox's eyes were blood red, and he roared and charged towards the Barbarian King. He raised the giant sword in his hand and fought Tryndamere in a bloody battle.  Blood continued to flow along Aatrox's body, and pain stimulated every nerve.  But the pain superimposed on his body, and the pain overrided his thoughts, made Aatrox more awake, knowing that he could not escape at all, and he could not get rid of his so-called fate.  Everything is just clearer.  Both Aatrox and Tryndamere have terrifying self-healing abilities. Their special abilities allow them to have almost infinite lives. It is impossible for them to die unless they give up.  Aatrox roared again and again, attacking Tryndamere desperately.  He roared at Tryndamere with an extremely ferocious expression: "I am a monster, so what are you! You were also created by me, and you are not a human being. My blood is flowing in your body, and you are just a being."  It's just a created monster!" Tryndamere did not resist at all, but ignored Aatrox's attack and followed Aatrox to exchange injuries.  While attacking, Tryndamere continued to say to Aatrox: "You don't have your own position, but I am different. I know what I should do. I know what I can do, and I have my own position, and what about you?  You have nothing! You are nothing, you should not exist in this world! You have no coordinates of your own, you should not exist in this world!  A soft sound.  The bodies of Aatrox and Tryndamere flew out and fell to the ground.  However, neither of them showed weakness, but struggled to stand up immediately.  At the feet of Tryndamere and Aatrox, the ground was stained red with blood.  Almost all the blood in the two bodies was already flowing on the ground. At this time, both Tryndamere and Aatrox had abnormally white faces, obviously due to excessive blood loss.  Although the immortal body can keep the two of them away from the threat of death, the pain will not disappear for no reason.  For a moment, both of them felt a little weak.  ??Suddenly.  Aatrox's wings wrapped around him, like a cocoon.  He tightly surrounded himself in the center.  The ancient sword demon Aatrox has the ability to be reborn from the fire and reach Nirvana. When his body is attacked to a large extent, he will enter this state of self-protection.  As long as the consciousness is awakened, Aatrox will revive again, and his strength will be greatly increased.  In the chaos, Aatrox seemed to have returned to his childhood, back to the vast snowfield. Aatrox was like a soul, condescendingly looking at all his memories, unable to interfere, unable to  To change, you can only look at everything you have experienced, as if you are a passer-by, watching everything silently.  On the snowfield, three children were exercising in the snow.  Two of them were older and probably already adults, while the other child was only in his teens. He looked very childish and cute while exercising on the snow.  This child has obviously not experienced any powerful baptism. Not only does he have no strength in every move, but he seems to be able to trip himself up at any time. He looks extremely coquettish.  While the child was exercising, a strong middle-aged man walked out of the house, then picked up the child and walked into the house.  The ice and snow on the snowfield never melt all year round. Because of this, every creature living on the snowfield will build itself a warm and comfortable house.  There is a stove in this small wooden house, and the surroundings are sealed so that there is no wind at all. Although there is flying snow outside the house, it is extremely warm and comfortable inside.  There was a large pot in the middle of the room. Thick liquid was burning in the pot, and there was an unpleasant smell in the air.  The middle-aged man hugged the boy's body. After entering the house, he took a deep look at the big pot in front of him, and then he threw the child directly into the pot.?A child, even if he has grown up in the snowy fields, even if he has experienced a lot of baptisms, can still have such a powerful body.  As soon as it fell into the pot, the viscous liquid in the pot immediately entangled the child like a swamp, and the high temperature suddenly invaded the child's body.  A scream rang out in the room. The child's skin was completely corroded the moment it fell into the pot. The high-temperature liquid covered the surface of the skin, constantly stimulating the boy's nerves.  The child kept struggling and howling in the pot, but the man standing next to the pot didn't make any move. He just looked at the boy in front of him coldly, with a cold and frightening look in his eyes  Aatrox stared blankly at the terrifying situation in front of him, with deep nostalgia and confusion in his eyes.  The child in the pot is, of course, Aatrox.  In order to make Aatrox strong, Aatrox's father did not hesitate to use high temperatures to forge Aatrox, and even used various methods to train Aatrox's abilities!  As a little child, Aatrox had no idea how much he had suffered.  Suddenly, the space seemed to be completely shattered in an instant.  Everything seemed like a piece of glass that shattered and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.  In total darkness.  Only the kid and Aatrox were staring blankly at each other.  At this time, the child looked extremely miserable. The skin all over his body had been completely corroded by the high temperature, and the pieces of flesh and blood on his body had been roasted.  The skin on his face was severely burned, and the structure of his face could not be seen clearly.  Aatrox stretched out his hand, gently picked up the child in the pot, and said to the child in an almost sleepy voice: "You have suffered so much, you have suffered so much torture, and you resent the world."  Well, do you resent your father? If you have strong power, what do you want to do" The child trembled gently in Aatrox's arms for an unknown period of time.  The child slowly stretches his body.  It's just that under the high temperature, the child's eyes have been completely burned and blinded, so that the child has no idea who is holding him.  I just don¡¯t know why, but I have obviously suffered extremely horrific torture.  The child was still able to say clearly: "I don't hate it. If there was no father, I would not exist. My life was given to me by my father, and he can naturally take it away. If I have the strength, I will  I will protect my father and my brother, so that no one will suffer the same torture as me." Aatrox's eyes were extremely deep.  Carefully looking at every inch of the child's skin in front of him, he asked softly after a long while: "If in countless years, there is no father, no friends, no relatives in this world, then you will still use your  Who do I have the power to protect?" "Everyone." Without any hesitation, the child smiled at Aatrox and said, "If I have the power, I will protect everyone who is in danger.  Everyone will no longer suffer, and no one will be tortured. Everyone will be safe when they are born, and will no longer be eaten by wild beasts. Everyone will have a warm home, and everyone will not have to leave their own.  Parents, I want to protect everyone I can protect" Suddenly, Aatrox's body was shattered inch by inch, and disappeared between the sky and the earth like glass!  And at this moment, the child suddenly opened his eyes!  As if countless time has passed, as if countless years have passed, the child's eyes are full of vicissitudes of life!  It was as if the sun, moon and stars were surrounding each other in an instant, as if the vicissitudes of life were disappearing in an instant, and this child seemed to have spanned endless years!  Thunder tears slowly flowed from the child's eyes, and then, the child suddenly began to laugh softly, and the laughter was filled with endless desolation.  "I have never forgotten my original dream. I have tried hard to change the world, but no matter how hard I try, I cannot change forever. I can make a city and a person stable in a short time, but as long as it lasts  From time to time, there will always be people who want to take some detours. They want political power and gain. No matter how balanced the world is, they only think about themselves. I have tried hard, but I really can¡¯t change the world.  I have suffered so much since I was a child, just because I want humans to live a happy life. I have always believed that gods are powerful beings that are above humans and do not think about humans.  Just like dust in the eyes of God, I can kill as much as I want and play with me as I want. But after so many years of searching, I discovered that the so-called God is actually the evolution of human beings.  The meaning is to kill all the gods, but in the end, I turned out to be a god. What a terrible irony." The darkness continued to twist, and a mirror appeared in front of the child, as if through water.??Looking at the bottom of the water, everything is so blurry, but so real.  The child stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it on the mirror, looking at the person in the mirror with eyes filled with peace and comfort.  Tryndamere, the king of the barbarians, gave this man his power.  "I always thought that everything I did was right, so even if I was against the whole world, I would not have any fear, because I have faith and all meaning, so I can raise my hand.  The butcher's knife slaughtered the so-called enemies without any pressure. But in the end, I discovered that all my killings had no meaning. All my enemies were the existence that I wanted to protect.  A mistake has no meaning and no concept. I have no place of my own in this world. I keep running around and trying to leave my own meaning in this world, but in the end,  I am still a body, an empty, meaningless body." With a crisp sound, the mirror in front of the child suddenly shattered.  The darkness was like an embrace, shrouding the child in it. He couldn't see anything, couldn't feel anything, and there was just endless darkness.  "If I can't find my own place, then let me dissipate. I will leave all my power and let people who have their own place and their own meaning use it. Although I have not left any belongings in this world.  My legend, but my power will continue with my inheritance. Even in the end, my inheritor will not change anything, but I have worked hard and fought for it. The most important thing is that he will not give up.  If I am so confused, I will not be as useless as I am, and I will not be so overwhelmed by me." Thinking of the cowardly boy in the dark night, Aatrox, who had become a child, slowly closed his eyes:  "I'm sorry, Tryndamere, if you want power, then you have to suffer the torture you want. I slaughtered your parents just to give you the anger and know the importance of power. This world is like this, only loss can  You can only get something if you give it. Although I have dissipated, I believe that your anger will not disappear just like that. Your anger will cut through the sky like a flame and leave your mark in this world.  "I will use my life to pay tribute to my strength, and I hope you will remember my existence." "Some things do not necessarily need to be repaid. This is how the world is."  Things that are thought to be bad may just be paving the way for good. Tryndamere, my greatest work, please use my power to illuminate this dark night" (To be continued.  Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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