"The end of the world? Hahahaha... Thank you, Ray, your joke is funny."

Aatrox sneered, but there was no smile in his eyes or face. Instead, he was filled with hatred and murderous intent.

When he fell, he called himself the Destroyer of Worlds, attempting to exterminate Runeland so that he could break free from the seal of a life worse than death and step into annihilation.

But now, his seal has been lifted, and he possesses an ascended body that is stronger than before.

This was Aatrox's redemption, and he had secretly vowed on the day he reclaimed his godhood to seize this opportunity for rebirth...

Even if I die on the battlefield.

Without waiting for Belvis to reply, Aatrox's eyes flashed, and he let out a roar that was almost soul-shaking, resounding through heaven and earth.

Then, he stomped the ground hard, causing the rocks on the mountain beneath his feet to shatter and fall down the cliff along with the rolling sand. His body turned into a silver-white shadow and rushed out. His holy and noble wings left a trail of starry sky curtain in the air, forming a sharp contrast with the pale purple world in front of him.

Not only him, but also Rhaast, Varus, and Variinva attacked almost at the same time.

Although these god-warriors acted independently and became enemies of each other during the Darkin War, they were brothers and sisters who fought side by side in the distant past, and the instinct to fight was ingrained in their bones.

There was no need for words at all. With just a small movement and a simple fighting posture, they knew how to cooperate with each other.

Varus used astral magic as a bowstring, and the black and purple curse light shone from his cold eyes, covering his originally golden skin almost in the blink of an eye, revealing a cold and intimidating aura.

This is not only Varus' own ability, but also comes from his sister who is good at curse magic.

Unlike Nasus, the "all-round" ascended being proficient in both ranged and melee combat, Variinva is not good at close combat. Her abilities are more inclined towards support. She can add buffs to all teammates in a very short period of time, or curse the enemy, greatly weakening their abilities.

The brother and sister cooperated, and Varus condensed a several-meter-long red cross arrow in his right hand and shot it just by raising his hand, without aiming at all.

The arrow, filled with curses, flew out, but this was only the beginning.

In just one breath, Varus had shot hundreds of piercing arrows, each one faster and more powerful than the last. His speed far exceeded that of Aatrox, who had already created a sonic boom. His arrows almost pierced through space, aiming directly at Belvis.

In addition, at the end of a wave of continuous attacks, he continued to pull the bowstring at a high speed towards the sky, firing a rain of arrows.

In the end, he clenched his right hand, and a purple-black corrupt vine emerged, which stretched and retracted like a chain, and the toad's face became even more stern.

Corrupted vines shot out from the crystal longbow and rushed into the pale purple sea together with Rhaast, who was holding a sickle and suddenly grew in size and cut into the battlefield from the side.

Belvis's face, which resembled that of a mature human woman, was expressionless, and a strange, pale purple light danced in its pair of human-like eyes.

But it observes this world not only with the imitated "human" eyes, but also with the void vertical children that are spread across its brows and open manta ray wings, rotating as if with self-awareness.

Any unsuspecting mortal who looks into its eyes will have his soul swallowed up by the void.

In the world seen and felt by the Eye of the Void, everything in the material realm is slowed down to the extreme.

Even the speed of the Ascenders, in Belvis's view, was no different from slow motion entering "bullet time".

It was born in the void millions of years ago, wandering in the heart of the void like a cancer in the darkness, with all the carefully preserved knowledge in its mind, giving it a nearly omniscient consciousness.

Belvis is not only the incarnation of Belvis, the southeastern port of Shurima and the tent city, but also the new "leader" produced by the distortion of the void, representing part of the will of the void, a will that is opposite to that of the watchers.

"The void is real, the empty space overflows, I am everywhere and at all times. I am a transcendence that you cannot even imagine, a will that knows no mercy and no wavering - I have seen through all your moves, you have no chance of defeating me."

Thousands of different voices squeezed out of her mouth, and in an instant, they seemed distorted and weird.

In a movement that even the Ascendants could not see clearly, Belvis's body suddenly grew a lot larger again, and his wings spread almost to the extreme. The head that imitated a human tilted back, and was replaced by a huge mouth full of sharp teeth on its chest.

Corrosive mucus dripped from its teeth, which were as big as several adults, and immediately turned into part of the pale purple sea beneath its body.

Belvis's wings vibrated with a deafening sonic boom, and circle after circle of shock waves spread out, stirring up waves of purple void energy, along with distorted and twisted corrupted monsters.

It blocked most of the rain of arrows shot by Varus, and then it flashed and disappeared on the spot, avoiding the corrupt cursed vines that had a tracking effect and could imprison everything in its path. Countless void spirits let out sharp cries that almost pierced their eardrums, and were finally annihilated by the magical energy of the gods.

The first target it rushed towards was Rhaast, who had broken through the Aetherial line from the side.

"Rhaast is here!"

With the giant scythe sweeping across, Rhaast easily blocked the whip of the Void Queen's tentacles that were hundreds of meters long, but the various void spirits and evil corrupted things surging around him slowed down his speed.

Before his second heartbeat had even finished, countless wriggling human arms and slender tentacles emerged from the pale purple ocean he stepped on, instantly binding the god, who was over a hundred meters tall, into a cocoon, making it difficult for him to break free in a short period of time.

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