Chapter 160
Everything went much more smoothly than Volibear had imagined. The war tens of thousands of years ago... against the leaders of humanity— the Three Sisters —that war left a deep impression on him... He had originally thought that today would be just as troublesome.
It had thought that there would be other humans like the Three Sisters who would stand up—even if they couldn't defeat it, they would use cunning schemes to push humans to abandon their faith in the ancient ways and the gods... But now, it realized it had worried too much.
No one can stop it, and there's no damned scheme involved.
Now is the time for reckoning.
"Go... let the cowardly mortals remember the meaning of the ancient path... hunting and war..."
Volibear had victory in his grasp, and he simply ordered his "Lost Ones" to settle scores and slaughter this ridiculous Freljord Alliance.
Just when it thought everything was settled, a sharp pain suddenly shot through its foot.
A strange figure then leaped up--
From between the flesh and bone that it was pierced.
It looked down and saw that the "demon" that should have been rotting in the deep pit had jumped up again.
The deep pit was right beneath its feet—and the creature naturally burst out from where it had been stepped on.
The intense pain caused Volibear to roar in anger, and the deafening roar echoed through the mountains and valleys.
"You damned, bewitching demon...!"
Volibear swung his arm again, trying to crush his opponent.
But this time it couldn't catch the "demon".
The opponent was much faster than before, its agile body easily dodging its attacks, and it charged upwards along its arm.
Ultimately, it reaches the eyes.
"My name is Rhaast!" a deeper voice rang out.
Then the giant scythe fell.
Puff--!
The sharp sickle blade pierced the fragile eyeball, and blood mixed with aqueous humor gushed out like a flood.
Only then did Volibear realize that the "demon" before him was not the same person as before—or at least there were some differences.
The demon was now much larger, with longer and more curved horns, and its body was covered in hard armor made of some unique material... Most importantly, its aura was different.
If he was like a human possessed by a demon before, then he is now a pure demon.
That pure aura of evil...
That nauseating smell...
"Damn it...!"
Volibear roared again, and dark clouds immediately filled the sky.
Streaks of lightning flashed through the clouds, their primal, violent power inspiring awe.
Chen Ce —or rather, Rhaast, even in his fully Darkin state, dared not confront him head-on and immediately chose to temporarily avoid the attack—as a wisp of green smoke rose, his body suddenly disappeared.
Boom--!!
A violent bolt of lightning descended from the sky, instantly carving a terrifying trench in the ground.
A terrifying electric current traveled through the snow, instantly electrifying all living things within a radius of hundreds of meters, causing them to kneel on the ground—even the bear-men who craved the power of thunder could not withstand this violent force.
Volibear angrily looked around, but its single eye could not find the cunning figure in the vicinity.
Since that's the case...
Then I won't look for it anymore.
The main objective now is to destroy the human camps and eradicate these cowardly habits from Freljord!
It continued its journey toward the camp.
But a powerful force halted its advance—it was that damned "demon" again.
"I didn't say you could leave..." Chen Ce, who had fully transformed into Darkin, and Rhaast had grown to nearly four meters tall. Although they were still small compared to the mountain-like Volibear, they could still grab one of its ankles with all their strength.
Next, forcefully swing it to one side.
Volibear, whose foot had already been pierced, immediately lost his balance and his massive body fell backward.
Rumble...!
It was like a giant meteorite falling to the ground.
On the battlefield, countless people were instantly buried alive—whether friend or foe.
"We can't fight like this, Rhaast," the "demon" spoke, as if talking to himself. "They're just a bunch of useless mortals!"
Yes, the body is not entirely dominated by Chen Ce or Rhaast, but rather the two are in a delicate "symbiotic" state.
After their last battle with Aatrox, they understood one thing—or rather, they reached a complete consensus:
This body cannot be fully utilized by either individual; only by controlling it together can Chen Ce's skills be used perfectly while maximizing the use of Rhaast's Darkin energy.
The strongest state is when both coexist.
"Come! Let me kill you a thousand times!"
Rhaast was temporarily in control of the body, picked up the giant scythe and charged towards Volibear once again.
The two inhumanly powerful beings clashed once again.
The humans below were fighting and killing the ordinary bear-men.
In this chaotic and tense battle, only one person stood by and watched.
A blindfolded nun with long silver hair.
She silently "watched" Chen Ce, her bare feet freezing into thin flakes on the snow.
She began to move forward, and a path made of ice crystals appeared out of thin air in the snow ahead.
It was as if she were the true owner of this frozen land.
Everything in the world was welcoming her arrival.
She raised a hand towards the massive Volibear, where no one could see her.
Then, her red lips parted slightly:
"Freeze..."
Crack!
Crack!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Countless indestructible True Ice extended upwards from Volibear's legs, freezing half of his body in no time.
Not only was Volibear, who was caught off guard, stunned, but even Chen Ce, the "beneficiary," was taken aback.
But the latter quickly realized what was going on.
I don't know why, but kicking someone when they're down is the right thing to do!
"Cut off its eyes!" Chen Ce's voice fell, and Rhaast's actions followed immediately.
The sharp, circular slash of the Darkin Scythe instantly sliced open one of Volibear's large eyes.
A painful roar erupted as Volibear launched a frenzied, indiscriminate attack.
But how could it, almost blind, catch the agile Rhaast?
The tearing sensation throughout its body fueled its rage, while the coldness in its lower body reminded it of something... a distant, barbaric era...
In an instant, it became extremely angry.
So it raised its right arm high and stretched it towards the sky.
"Storm--!"
Boom--!!!
A bolt of lightning, several meters in diameter, struck down with tremendous speed, carrying terrifying energy that was truly awe-inspiring.
No matter how fast Rhaast's reaction is, he can't outrun lightning.
Moreover, the direct impact range of this lightning strike covered an area of several hundred meters, making it impossible for it to miss.
Sizzle--
A violent electric current surged through their bodies, and both Rhaast and Chen Ce felt a strong, numbing sensation that shot straight to their heads.
The Darkin Blade on his back also fell to the ground.
The ice crystals on the Darkin Blade melted rapidly in the extremely hot lightning—after all, those weren't True Ice.
The giant sword fell from the sky and landed on the ground.
Just right...
It landed on a dying bear-man.
Chapter Thirty-Eight: Rhaast: I admit I was a little loud earlier...
The sudden, violent lightning caught Chen Ce off guard; his brain almost shut down the moment the current passed through it.
He fell from a height, his stiff body lying on the ground, unable to move for a long time.
Volibear's deafening roar echoed continuously—and was slowly approaching, but he was no longer able to escape for the time being.
Until he caught a glimpse of a slender, beautiful figure out of the corner of his eye.
She was a tall, beautiful woman... Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her skin, as white as fresh snow, was smooth and delicate at a glance...
She blindfolded herself with a black cloth, a slight smile playing on her full lips.
She walked gracefully towards us, her gait dignified and elegant.
It's... that nun from before.
"Don't give up, Mr. Chen Ce." Her voice remained gentle and melodious, like the warm sun piercing through the winter chill—like a devout believer who loves all things. A beautiful, gentle, and kind nun.
"I will help you, please don't give up."
"..." The terrifying electric current was still raging through his body, Chen Ce was unable to speak for a while.
After a long while, he managed to utter a few words with difficulty. "How... can you help me..."
"With... hard ice, and howling wind." The nun smiled again, a smile so beautiful it brought peace to the heart.
"...?" Chen Ce was still somewhat puzzled.
But a moment later, he suddenly understood everything.
Before Volibear could strike again, he noticed a faint, illusory magical mark appearing on the beautiful nun's full breasts...
It's the kind of mark that makes every man's blood boil and leaves them completely captivated...
Right there on that snow-white, full chest...
The location of the heart... is naturally...
Heartsteel...
Long, silver-white hair, blindfolded, tall... I'd thought she looked a bit like that person before...
She just hadn't spent enough time with me before she slipped away before I could even trigger Heartsteel...
All signs indicate that she is indeed...
Lissandra, the Lissandra.
"Get up first." The gentle nun—who was also the infamous, cruel and vicious Lissandra —held Chen Ce's hand and gently helped him up.
The latter's body gradually recovered from the stiffness caused by the electric current, but his muscles were unusually tense—now he had to worry about two "enemies" instead of one...
Volibear, needless to say, is definitely going to fight to the death today.
As for Lissandra... it's hard to say. Although I share the same goal as her, no one can guarantee that this capricious witch won't suddenly go mad.
Just like her attitude towards Ashe.