Chapter 469: Even if I Am Unyielding, so Will I!

As the host of Pantheon, Atreus has a close connection with the constellation of war in the sky.

He could clearly sense the death of the stars, and even the constellations had completely collapsed.

He couldn't understand why a dark descendant who couldn't be killed by a war protoss, even his own body was annihilated, would be defeated by a human.

The traces of residual star power on his body made Atreus feel that Li Lin's body and soul were very powerful.

But even so, and this seemingly sophisticated set of automatic armor, which contains magic to provide energy and is somewhat similar to the colossus of the Sun Cult that guards the ruins of the temple, it is impossible to defeat a dark descendant who can kill gods.

But when Li Lin showed Atreus the giant Tyrant beast that was in optical camouflage state and was more than two hundred meters tall, everything seemed to make sense.

Aatrox, who could barely imitate the posture of a former god, was like a helpless lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of the giant beast...

Atreus fell silent for a long time, and his brain completely fell into a "shutdown" state.

He grew up in the plateau valley in the northern part of the Targon Mountains and knew that fighting was his lifelong pursuit.

Fight against nomadic bandits, protect your homeland, and join the Lahorak military order of the Cult of the Sun...

The sacred Mount Targon was everything in his life. He never looked beyond the Mount, not even to nearby Shurima.

This resulted in Atreus not knowing anything about Piltover's Hex Technology, which had been developed for hundreds of years, and he had only heard of the city-state's name from merchants who occasionally came to purchase special products.

More than thirty years ago, Atreus and his best friend climbed Mount Targon to fend off bandits, but were taken away by the protoss Pantheon. His consciousness was sealed into a distant corner of his body and could only be dim. to perceive some information from the outside world.

In front of him, Li Lin, a large-scale mecha that transcended the times, was no different from the legendary ascended beings in the form of Shurima gods.

Especially when it defeated Aatrox who was able to kill the War Constellation.

"Hey Atreus, where are you going next?"

Li Lin walked up to Atreus, who was still in a dazed state, and put his hand on his shoulder, bringing his chaotic thoughts back to reality.

"You are not planning to stay alone in this fortress with a harsh climate, are you? Even if the sun disk reawakens the Dawn Oasis, the water of life will not flow through here."

"I..." Atreus retracted his gaze from the Tyrant beast, "I don't know."

He murmured, moistening his pale and chapped lips with the tip of his tongue, his hesitant expression clearly visible.

After learning about the ugly face and behavior of the war protoss, Atreus suddenly lost his faith, lost his goal in life, and completely lost his motivation to fight.

"Maybe it's time for me to return to my tribe." He sighed, "I once thought about becoming a baker, but Iura said that I was not qualified for this at all."

At the mention of the name Iura, a reminiscing smile appeared on Atreus's face, but it turned into bitterness.

“Iura is the wife of my best friend, Paras, who failed to survive the climb to the summit of Mount Targon with me.

“And I was considered by Panson to be a loser who had repeatedly failed in battles, so he refused to grant me divine power.

"But He took my body and said that I couldn't solve the problem of dark descendants that reappeared in the world, so He would take action himself."

As if recalling the unbearable past, Atreus frowned and inhaled, grabbing the shield tightly with both his right hand and his free left hand, and soon relaxed it again, sighing.

"Perhaps I should return to Iura's farm now..."

His voice choked.

Since the last separation, he failed to bring Paras back intact as promised.

And he never visited Iura again. After all, it was not him who returned to the tribe, but Pansen, the God of War who was full of divinity.

More than thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye. How is Iura doing now?

Did she remarry someone else, have a new life of her own, and have children who also became brave warriors?

Will she still resent herself for taking Paras astray and ruining his life?

Or maybe she was already mentally and physically exhausted, died young, or died in a bandit attack...

When he thought of this, Atreus suddenly panicked.

He really didn't know how he should face Iura, who was now over fifty years old.

Li Lin noticed the change in his mood and face, and guessed what he was thinking, "If you don't go and take a look, how will you know what's going on with Iura?"

Atreus took a deep breath of hot, dry air, calmed down his nervousness, and raised his head to look directly at Li Lin.

"You are right. At least I want to go back to visit her and see her again. Whether she accepts me or not, I must convey to her my apology for being more than thirty years late."

He turned his head and glanced at the mountains to the northwest, then looked back and hesitated, "Li Lin, you..."

"I still have business to do now." Li Lin pointed at the Tyrant beast behind him with his thumb, "Aatrox's great sword was sealed in the body of the mecha, and now I want to exchange it with the God Emperor. Azir.”

"Azir?" Atreus was stunned, "Didn't he die three thousand years ago?"

"Now he has returned as a god, just over a year ago."

"This..." Atreus had a complicated expression, "Then how will he deal with Aatrox?"

"Perhaps, we will find ways to help him lift the seal, and then rebuild the body of a god."

Li Lin frowned at the man in front of him, as if he was about to have an attack. He quickly explained: "But this is also my idea. We need to gather all our strength to face the void now."

The word void is no stranger to Atreus.

There was a legend circulating in Mount Targon about the Ascension Army's fight against Icathia. He had heard it hundreds of times since he was a child.

"But hasn't the void been sealed?" Atreus asked puzzledly.

"That's just temporary."

Li Lin shook his head, "Belvis, an intelligent monster who was born in the void and descended to the material realm, swallowed up the port in the southeastern corner of Shurima.

“It calls itself the Queen of the Void, and once threatened me through a girl I rescued who lived in symbiosis with the void, asking me and her to go to the port of Belvis in a year, otherwise it will devour my city.

"As of now, there is only half a year left."

After listening to Li Lin's words, Atreus was stunned.

He didn't know at all whether he should be shocked by the void life form claiming to be the "Queen of the Void", or surprised that someone, a little girl, could do such a crazy thing as living in symbiosis with the void.

You must know that even the once-immortal warriors of the gods can be corrupted by the void and affect their spirits.

After a moment of pause, Atreus put the Nova War Helmet back on his head, and grabbed the spear at hand that was embedded in the ground that was a combination of gravel, glass crystals, and broken rocks.

"Since what you call Belvis makes you feel anxious, it means that its strength should be far higher than that of Darkin Aatrox."

Atreus tightened his grip on Guanxing, and a determined light burned in his eyes again, "You are my savior. If you are in trouble, I cannot sit idly by and do nothing. This is not in line with the tradition of our Rakkor people."

Li Lin raised his eyebrows, not expecting that his words would change the object of his hatred from all the extraordinary beings in the original world line to the void.

"But that guy's strength far exceeds that of the Ascended One..."

"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 clenched the spear in his left hand, straightened his left arm, and faced Li Lin with his rough fist.

“I am the tip of the spear, and I will move forward in the direction of the spear. If the spear is unyielding, I will not give in!

"Even if I face an enemy several times stronger than me, I will still fight to the death until my spear falls to the ground and I cannot stand up. Even so, I am still undefeated and spit on my enemies with blood!"

There was even a hint of Pan Sen's power in his voice, which even Li Lin couldn't help but feel shocked.

It wasn't the mental impact of magic, but the inspiration from his majestic aura that made my blood boil.

Li Lin unfolded the armor on his left hand, clenched it into a fist and touched Atreus, with a smile on his face.

"Since you have such an idea, it proves that your warrior soul is still alive, so you wanted to return to the countryside before, and the idea of ​​becoming a baker will most likely not be put into practice."

He didn't give Atreus a chance to answer, and immediately continued: "Also, my armor can actually scan that you still have the power of the stars in your body. Your body has been transformed. Even if Panson 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 heir."

Atreus' originally determined look quickly turned into shock when Li Lin said this.

Li Lin spoke Shurima, the main language of Targon.

Atreus could understand every word, but when they were connected together, he couldn't understand it.

Can I still reactivate the power of the war protoss?

But I can clearly feel that the war constellation has completely disappeared?

"What do you mean?" Atreus asked doubtfully.

"Literally." Li Lin chuckled, "I am very sure about this matter, as long as you are willing to fight."

The strong muscles on Atreus's body were tangled, and a fire of hope was ignited in his heart.

In the past, I was not qualified to master the power of the God of War Pantheon, but now I have an opportunity in front of me to become the new "Pantheon"...

"I do!" Atreus shouted, with a majestic aura on his body, "What do you want me to do? Start fighting now?"

"No, of course not now. I just said that I would send Aatrox back to the City of the Sun first."

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Atreus's eyes, and the momentum he had just gathered suddenly extinguished.

"Didn't you say you were going to find Iura?"

Li Lin snapped his fingers, and in Atreus's shocked eyes again, the nanomachine on his arm separated and turned into a drone.

"I'll let this drone follow you, and I'll go find you right away after I finish what I'm doing."

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Trivia: The weapons Panson inherited are the Star-piercing Spear of the first host, the Divine Shield of the second host, the Night Cloak of the third host, and the Nova Battle Helm of Atreus.