Li Lin saw the man in front of him frowning, as if about to explode, so he quickly explained, "But this is also what I think. We need to gather all our strength to face the void now."
Void, this word is not unfamiliar to Atreus.
There is a legend on Mount Targon about the ascended army's fight against Icathia. He has heard it no less than a hundred times since he was a child.
"But hasn't the Void been sealed?" Atreus asked in confusion.
"That's only temporary."
Li Lin shook his head, "Belvius, an intelligent monster that was born from the void and descended into the material realm, devouring the port in the southeast corner of Shurima.
“It calls itself the Queen of the Void. It once threatened me through a girl I saved who was symbiotic with the Void, demanding that I go to the port of Belvis with her in a year, otherwise it would devour my city.
"There's only half a year left."
After hearing Li Lin's words, Atreus was stunned.
He had no idea whether he should be shocked by the void life form that called herself the "Queen of the Void" or be surprised that someone, a little girl at that, could do such a crazy thing as coexisting with the void.
You know, even the once immortal god-warriors can be corrupted by the void and their spirits affected.
After a pause, Atreus put his Nova helmet back on his head and grabbed the spear that was stuck in the ground where gravel, glass crystals and broken rocks met.
"Since your so-called Belvis is causing you anxiety, it must be far more powerful than the Darkin Aatrox."
Atreus clenched his fists tightly, his eyes ablaze with determination. "You are my savior. I cannot sit idly by and watch you in trouble. This is not in line with our Rakkor tradition."
Li Lin raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that his words could change the object of his hatred from all the extraordinary people in the original world line to the void.
"But that guy's strength far exceeds that of an ascender..."
"As long as you firmly believe in the value of fighting, there is no such thing as failure. This is a belief I have always adhered to."
Atreus gripped the spear tightly in his left hand, stretched out his left arm, and pointed his rough fist at Li Lin.
"I am the tip of the spear. I will move forward wherever the spear points. As long as the spear is unyielding, I will not yield!
"Even if I face an enemy many times stronger than me, I will fight to the death, unyielding until my spear falls to the ground and I crawl on my stomach. Even so, I remain undefeated and spit blood on my enemies!"
There was even a hint of Pantheon's divine power in his voice, and even Li Lin couldn't help but feel shocked.
It wasn't the magic that had any spiritual impact, but rather the inspiration from his powerful aura that made her blood boil.
Li Lin unfolded the armor on his left hand, clenched his fist and touched it with Atreus's, a smile appearing on his face.
"Since you have such thoughts, it proves that your warrior spirit is still alive. Therefore, your previous idea of returning to the countryside and becoming a baker is likely to be impossible to put into practice."
He didn't give Atreus a chance to answer and continued immediately: "Also, my armor can actually scan that you still have the power of the Protoss in you. Your body has been transformed. Even though Pantheon is dead, you are still different from ordinary people.
"According to my calculations, you may still have a chance to reactivate the power of the War Constellation and become Pantheon's successor."
Atreus's originally determined look quickly turned into astonishment after hearing what Li Lin said.
Li Lin spoke Shurima, the primary language of Mount Targon.
Atreus could understand every word, but when they were put together, he had some trouble understanding them.
Can I still reactivate the power of the War Star Spirit?
But I can clearly sense that the War Constellation has completely disappeared?
"What do you mean?" Atreus asked in confusion.
"Literally." Li Lin chuckled, "I'm very confident about this matter, as long as you are willing to fight."
Atreus's strong muscles were knotted and a fire of hope was burning in his heart.
I used to be unqualified to master the power of Pantheon, the God of War, but now there is an opportunity before me to become the new "Pantheon"...
“I do!” Atreus shouted, his aura of authority radiating from him. “What do you want me to do? Fight now?”
"No, of course not now. I just said that we must send Aatrox back to the Sun City first."
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Atreus' eyes, and the momentum he had just gathered suddenly extinguished.
"Didn't you say you were going to look for Yin Wula?"
Li Lin snapped his fingers, and in Atreus's shocked eyes, the nanomachine on his arm emerged and turned into a drone.
"I'll have this drone follow you. I'll come find you as soon as I finish what I'm doing."
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Trivia: The weapons Pantheon inherited were the Star-piercing Lance of his first host, the Aegis of the Blessed from his second host, the Nightfall Cloak from his third host, and the Nova Helmet of Atreus.
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