The Legend of Valoran Heroes of the League of Legends

Chapter 159
Sun Wukong slowly retracted the extended golden cudgel. His tiger's mouth was ruptured and bleeding due to the vibration, but he didn't care at all, because he was staring at the black strange sword.

At this moment, a vigorous figure jumped out of the dense forest and landed beside the black sword.

This is a person with a dark red body and a pair of demon wings on his shoulders.

On his head was a monstrous black helmet, on his right hand was a black iron gauntlet, and on his feet were black armor embedded in the skin.

He stretched out one hand and grasped the hilt of the sword with his backhand.

In an instant, the dark red flowing on the black sword seemed to come alive, bursting out with a sticky red light like blood!
The crimson light illuminated the wings of the devil that opened suddenly behind him, and for a moment, he looked like a devil from hell.

Kogas looked at this person who was slightly similar to him, and looked at the crow flapping its wings and landed on him, and the fear in his heart was instantly dispelled.

"Hahahaha, are you a reinforcement? It's really timely!" Kogas' clumsy body moved because of the joy from the heart.

The man swiped his black iron hand at Kogas' body with his backhand, and Kogas' huge body was sent flying by his wave of his hand so casually.

"It's useless trash!"

That person shook his iron hand and said disdainfully, "Let me use my sword to teach you what real fear is!"

After that, the wings on his shoulders fluttered, and he jumped up with the bloody black sword, pointed at Monkey King, and stabbed quickly.

His sword is indomitable!

He is full of confidence in his sword!
Because, he is a sword demon who loves swords like his life, and loves swords into a demon——Aatrox!
Aatrox was a legendary warrior, one of only five remaining of an ancient race known as the Darkin.

He swung his giant sword gracefully and calmly, and walked through thousands of troops with a confusing sword style.

Whenever foes fall, Aatrox's living greatsword drinks their blood, empowering him and fueling his brutal, graceful campaign of slaying.

The earliest account of Aatrox comes from records in the dusty history. It tells of the war between two prominent factions that only left their names, the "Army of the Nation" and the "Spelllord". After a series of overwhelming victories, they vowed to wipe out the enemy, and the army of protecting the country was on the verge of extinction.

On the day of their final confrontation, the Protectorate knew they were outnumbered, exhausted and poorly equipped, and they braced for inevitable defeat.

When all hope seemed lost, Aatrox appeared in the ranks of the Army of the National Defense. With a few words, he urged the soldiers to fight to the end. His presence inspired the desperate soldiers.

At first, they could only watch in awe as the unsung hero swept away his foes, his body and sword as if they were one.Immediately, soldiers felt the potential of their desire to fight.They followed Aatrox into the fray, each bursting into rage until they achieved an almost impossible victory.

Aatrox disappeared after the battle, but the outburst of rage from the Protectorate remained the same.Their triumphs continued until they finally brought home the victory.

The nation calls them heroes, but while they save civilization from destruction, darkness lingers in the hearts of every warrior.

Something changes.

Over time, their memories of the battle fade, replaced by a grim revelation: their heroism was, in fact, nothing but atrocities committed with their own hands.

Such accounts appear in many civilizations.

If these legends are to be believed, Aatrox's presence has changed the course of many of history's most important battles.

While these stories cast him as the savior of the Dark Ages, what Aatrox really left behind may be a world of war and conflict.

When Swain was flipping through various ancient books, he accidentally saw the text about Aatrox, and he was fascinated by a sentence of this cruel and murderous swordsman.

"Warrior, or for glory, or for praise. But these are only for war."

With his own wisdom, Swain found all the clues about this bloodthirsty swordsman, and then he found a temple in the mountains between Noxus and Stormwind Plain, and, in the temple, found a mouth... Blood magic well!

When Swain saw the black sword soaked in blood, his heart couldn't help but thump.

Because the resentment on this sword is heavy enough to drive Swain crazy, this is a killing sword that kills countless people!
But now, Sun Wukong faced this killing sword with strong killing intent, but he was not crazy about it, but he couldn't open his eyes because of the sword energy on the sword.

He hurriedly dodged sideways and escaped from the range covered by the sword energy.

Aatrox's men have not arrived, but the sword has arrived!

On the black sword, the bloody sword energy has already blasted the pointed place into messy fragments on the ground. When Aatrox landed, the black sword quickly slashed across both sides of the body, bringing out two The piercing sword qi galloping forward, and the place where the sword qi meets is exactly where Monkey King is.

Make a quick move!
These two sword qi, like sharp blades of pain, broke through the ground and gathered at Monkey King at a fast speed. Monkey King didn't even have time to change the real and fake Monkey King, the golden armor on his body was already cut, and blood gushed out immediately .

"What delicious blood!"

The sword in Aatrox's hand flashed red, as if he was extremely thirsty for Monkey King's blood, but Aatrox shouted to the depths of the dense forest on the other side: "How long do you want to hide? Did he care about his life?"

Sun Wukong held the cut wound and looked in that direction doubtfully. Could it be Ahri who has already arrived in Bandle City and has found reinforcements?

Not so.

Ahri was carefully applying wound medicine to Galen and Nidalee.

Then, who could it be?

Just when Monkey King was puzzled, a purple figure jumped out of the woods, lightly stepped on the big belly of Kogas lying on the ground, and deftly landed in front of Monkey King.

This is... a burly figure in a purple monk's uniform!
On the burly body, a guru's prestige erupted naturally!

This man, lowered his body, with one hand upright facing Aatrox, the other hand swung back, dragging a... brass lamp post! ?

Sun Wukong couldn't help being a little discouraged, thinking: My old grandson used an iron rod anyway, but you are lucky, you pulled out a lamppost on the road and came here, saving people is not such a way of saving people!

And Aktos squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the burly body in front of him. The face of this person was hidden under the hood of the monk's uniform, so he couldn't see clearly. He put the black sword horizontally in front of his mouth, and licked the blade. He said with great interest: "Are you the rescuer invited by the monkey?"

　Sword Demon, come on stage!Who is on stage at the same time?Tell me louder! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)