Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 88 I am a Darkborn
Aatrox is a darkin.

This is actually a slur, a sharp and merciless mockery.

Darkborn all have a bright past, but now they have become the representatives of darkness.

It was miserable.

All the Darkborn were once a great Ascendant.

Aatrox is no exception.

He responded to the call of Shurima Empress, and bravely went to Icacia to quell the rebellion.

Then it was dried up by the void.

With the help of the Protoss, after a long and arduous battle, the Ascendants finally sealed the largest void rift.

But the war changed them forever.

Fight against the endless void, and be affected by the void itself.

Even though these ascendants call themselves of the blood of the sun, their hearts have sunk into darkness.

After a long time, until the Shurima dynasty collapsed, these sun bloodlines who lost their lord fell into endless bloody fighting.

Before you know it, they have become a new threat.

At this time of crisis, the protoss stepped forward again, and they taught mortals an unknown method that could trap the immortal soul of the Ascendant in the weapon that accompanied them all their lives.

Aatrox's weapon is this great sword.

After losing their noble and beautiful bodies, the Darkborn will face the deepest darkness in their own cages.

And in this terrible curse, even death is a luxury.

I have to say that the hearts of the protoss are really dark.

I don't know if the protoss did it on purpose, but the Darkborn who was sealed in the weapon had a chance to let the wind go.

If someone takes up their weapons, the darkin have the opportunity to consume their life and walk the world in their remains.

Aatrox has done this countless times.

He has changed many bodies, men and women, old people and children.

But every body is a mockery of his former glory.

Aatrox tried his best, the condensed body is still so hideous and terrifying, compared with the once magnificent body condensed by the light...

More like mud and pus and blood.

Aatrox was furious.

He knew that this body was just a larger cage, no different from his own weapon, and everything in his past was ruthlessly erased by the protoss.

In this deepest despair, Aatrox inevitably went to extremes.

He chose: embrace oblivion.

At this time, Aatrox had an unrealistic expectation in his heart:

Dragging everything in the world into the final doomsday battle, he himself will accompany all this to the death he craves.

It's sad.

Such is the story of Aatrox, but unknown in this world.

He will not tell, and no one will listen.

In the eyes of the world, he is just the incarnation of a bloodthirsty evil that will bring endless slaughter.

It doesn't really make any difference, which is exactly what Aatrox wants to do.

New York should be lucky, what they have to face is just a poor man's version of Aatrox...

After harvesting an unknown number of lives with the magic sword.His image has changed drastically.

About six meters tall, black armor is condensed on the forehead, forming two sharp horns.

The shoulders, arms, the sides of the body and the legs also grew a hideous armor, which was obviously of the same texture as the helmet on his forehead.

Watch his movements.It is not difficult to judge the material of the armor.

bone.

Where these bones did not cover, the flesh and blood of Aatrox could be seen.

These are all he plundered from the victims.

In addition, there are two bulges protruding from his back, which should be pregnant with something extraordinary.

But the scariest thing about this ghastly body was Aatrox's eyes.

Those eyes were burning like charcoal, revealing an endless desire for killing.

Overall, no matter which angle you look at, Aatrox looks like a demon who broke into the world from hell.

Including his weapon, the giant sword that has grown to five meters.

Aatrox was enjoying himself at the moment.

Demon Sword thirsts for blood, giving him back life and strength.

It felt really good.

But the annoying thing is that there is a steel creature that prevents him from enjoying all of this.

iron Man.

After being beaten for the third time, the anger in Tony's heart was hard to contain.

"Jarvis, how many victims are there so far?"

"Mr. 99... 101."

"hateful!"

This street in Harlem has now become a purgatory on earth. In just 10 minutes, the number of victims has exceeded [-].

Aatrox also became stronger visibly with the naked eye.

When Tony first came, Aatrox was only over three meters tall, and when he fired an electromagnetic cannon, he made a hole in the opponent's chest.

Then the other party stood up as if nothing had happened, and the hideous wound healed in an instant.

The price is two lives.

The black people in New York are not fools, they are also running away, but in front of Aatrox's movements, ordinary people are as slow as wriggling caterpillars.

This made Tony blame himself.

Although he knew that without him, the number of victims would have multiplied by at least five or six times.

But the tragedy in front of him still tortured his heart.

【Harlem Massacre】

Tony has seen the event log for this time.

This monster must be stopped.

"Jarvis, have Marcus Garvey Park evacuated."

"I'm doing it."

"Adding energy to the propulsion system."

Jarvis paused, clearly realizing what Tony was about to do.

"Sir, I have the responsibility to remind you that getting too close to this...creature will have unpredictable effects on the human body."

"Just do it."

"clear."

Moments later, the iron suit rushed towards the laughing Aatrox like lightning.

The strong propulsion brought this hideous and terrifying body off the ground.

The act of slaughter was interrupted in this way, and Aatrox poured out his fury on Iron Man without reservation.

Tony clearly felt that when the opponent hit the suit, an inexplicable force ignored the steel shell and invaded his body and even his mind.

Desire was screaming, trying to eat away at his sanity.

Tony has always been a hedonist, and he has been ups and downs in worldly desires for the first half of his life.

According to general speculation, Tony's sanity will probably fail soon under such psychological interference...

Even just for a moment.

In fact, Tony didn't know how long he could last. He was already prepared. If he couldn't bear it, he would give Jarvis a death order.

But now, he even wants to say: "So this is it..."

Obviously, Tony's willpower is much stronger than he thought.

"Sir, your blood pressure is a little low."

"It's okay," Tony said.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he let go of his hand hastily.

Avoided the sword demon's full stabbing attack.

Tony breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that if he didn't dodge this time, his battle suit would definitely be pierced.

Aatrox fell to the ground under the pull of gravity.

Tony rushed over again and pulled the Sword Demon up.

They were in a very high position at this time, but Tony would not naively think that this freak could be simply thrown to death.

Tony resisted the invasion of his heart, and had to fight wits and courage with Aatrox, and his blood was constantly draining.

Gritting his teeth and persisting, he finally waited for the news.

"The park has been evacuated."

Without saying a word, Tony took it to the park that commemorates the black civil rights leader.

Tony dodged a slash and landed with the Sword Demon.

Trees fell and mud splattered.

The Sword Demon roared angrily and stood up, about to rush towards that nasty iron skin.

But before he even started, a bullet smashed the back of his head into pieces.

Aatrox's bulky body fell to the ground.

Catherine, who shot, smiled.

"The Seiko rifle is so terrifying!"

But as soon as the people who were preparing to fight breathed a sigh of relief, they saw that terrifying figure get up again.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Aatrox shook his head, and plasma flew everywhere.

As the wound squirmed and healed, pride, unwillingness and anger mixed together in the Sword Demon's voice.

"I am a Darkborn, I... am immortal!"

　Sword Demon really talks a lot
　　
　
(End of this chapter)