Chapter 131 The Beauty of the Great Saint (asking for monthly votes)
Gu...Wow!
The sound is not too loud, but it has amazing penetrating power.
Countless soldiers looked pale and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.
Even Virgil, Gerald, Seraphina, and other powerful beings looked extremely ugly. Even the Great Saint Christian paused briefly for the first time in her movements.
Ron's consciousness also became slightly hazy.
The increasingly higher mental attributes, coupled with the effect of all-defense damage reduction, gave Ron a fairly good resistance to mental shocks, and his consciousness quickly returned to normal.
Boom! The Young God Mother body had already fallen from mid-air to the ground, raising a large cloud of dust.
The internal organs in the abdomen piled up into a small hill on the ground, like countless tangled intestines, rolled into a ball.
In that large amount of mucus and internal organs, there was a strange figure that was extremely conspicuous.
It was like a scarlet ball of light, as big as a heart.
There was a soft thing on it that looked like a tentacle, a tail, or a blood vessel. It was long and slowly wriggling.
The whole appearance is like a strange tadpole, and the tadpole's head is a ball of light that looks like a heart.
The heart contracts and expands rhythmically, and between each contraction and expansion, a baby's cry echoes in the air.
Its voice was more penetrating than the blasphemous sound of the black beast. It seemed that it wanted to use this sound to prevent others from approaching. This was a purely instinctive self-protection measure.
Christian, who had been feeling a little bored, finally became a little serious. This is what is called the young god.
Moreover, the child god was not born in the normal way and had not yet been fully conceived.
The slender fingers slid down the soft hair, and when they were lifted again, some golden hair had appeared between the fingers.
puff.
Right in Christian's palm, a cluster of flames suddenly appeared out of nowhere and quickly burned the golden hair into ashes.
Immediately, the Great Saint Lady blew gently into her palm.
The ashes suddenly flew forward and attached to the scarlet ball of light.
Suddenly, the original cry turned into a painful scream, and the ashes attached to it instantly turned into shackles, binding it tightly. This seemed to bring the young god very uncomfortable pain, and even the original scarlet light became dim.
Christian's strength is there. The young god who has not descended normally can make her look a little solemn, but that is already the limit.
Without pausing for a moment, her lips began to move rapidly.
Ron's face changed slightly. Since he could make a being of the Great Saint's level cast a spell, it was obvious that the magic Christian was going to use was definitely not ordinary magic.
Soon, white light began to bloom on Christian's body.
At the beginning, the white light was relatively soft, but within two seconds, the light became more and more dazzling. In an instant, Christian seemed to have become the incarnation of the sun, and even the sun's light in the sky was obscured.
"Damn it, forbidden spell, shining heaven."
Recognizing this move, Ron couldn't help but mutter something, and then he roared at the top of his voice: "Everyone, get out of the way!"
Ron poured all the power of mental interference into this roar.
Everyone who heard the sound subconsciously stiffened, and then quickly retreated as if instinctively, or looked for shelter to block the sunlight.
Almost at the same time, Christian's radiance reached its limit.
Along with a strange sound, a silver-white door suddenly appeared above the young god.
With a creaking sound, the silver door was opening little by little.
The young god on the ground instinctively felt fear. It struggled desperately, trying to get back into the foul-smelling sewer.
But at this moment, a dazzling silver light suddenly shone through the gap in the open door.
It hit the young god's body accurately and without bias.
In an instant, time seemed to have frozen.
Then, between heaven and earth, only brilliant silver-white remained.
huff… huff…
The silver light between heaven and earth disappeared, but my eyes still stung.
Even if he closed his eyes tightly, he still couldn't completely avoid the shining heaven. Ron was sure that his eyes must be red and swollen now.
He tried hard to lift his eyelids, but his eyes were still covered with bright light. After he rubbed his eyes hard, the feeling gradually dissipated.
Ron finally saw what was in front of him clearly.
The original crack disappeared.
In its place was a huge, cone-shaped hole.
The edge of the pothole is as smooth as a mirror and extremely flat.
The shining heaven seemed to have cleansed away all the filth in the world. The corpses and blood of the black beasts that originally covered the ground, the remains and internal organs of the young god's mother, and even the young god himself, had all disappeared.
Even the filth in the sewers and the pollution in the air were gone.
A gust of wind blowing by can even make people feel relaxed and happy.
Next to the huge conical pit, stood a tall figure. The impact had not yet completely dissipated, and her skirt was lifted up, revealing two sections of white calves.
It was still the plain white dress, still spotless.
Who else could it be if not the Great Saint Christian? At that moment, Ron had an illusion, as if the person before his eyes was not the Great Saint, but... a real goddess.
It was a kind of beauty that was completely different from the previous sexy one.
As if she felt Ron's gaze, Christian slowly turned around and used her slender little finger to hook the golden hair on her face behind her ear. She smiled softly at Ron, as beautiful as a lily of the valley.
"Let's go to the next place."
Another young god is located outside the city.
This existence is even more bizarre, its mother is a big tree.
…
The overwhelming strength of the Great Saint made Virgil and Seraphina's original preparations look like a joke. She was like the absolute protagonist, and the moment she decided to take action, she would definitely overshadow everyone else.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
It seemed that the only thing they could do was to clean up the scene and appease the people after Christian cleaned up everything.
But despite this, no one complained.
Rather, they enjoyed it.
Compared to helping out, they were even more reluctant to fight desperately with the young god and the black beast.
Even though these black beasts and young gods were as fragile as ants on the ground in front of Christian and were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye, that was because Her Majesty the Great Saint was strong enough. If they had taken the field instead, who knows how many of the 3,600 people would have survived.
The two young gods cleaned up very smoothly, so smoothly that Ron wanted to laugh.
The young god was solved, and the black beast was also solved.
The threat that had been looming over the city of Larnaca just disappeared. Irelia no longer had to face collapse, and he didn't have to die for the time being. Looking up, the sky over the city of Larnaca seemed to have become brighter.
Gerald, Seraphina and Virgil all had joy on their faces. They were very happy. They had changed their fate and rewritten the future of Larnaca city and themselves.
Only Ron had a calm expression, with almost no expression on his face.
"Hey, brother, be cheerful." At some point, Virgil came to Ron's side. He seemed to notice something was wrong with Ron, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. "Now the threat from the young god and the black beast has been lifted, and Larnaca City is safe."
"Brother, we have changed our destiny." Virgil said with a long sigh.
Virgil also had a strong sense of unreality. They had been shrouded in the fear of dying in Larnaca City. In order to survive and to change their fate, they were working desperately.
However, when the Great Saint Lady took action, all the dangers were resolved.
In this world, strength is ultimately respected.
Some of their methods have not yet come in handy.
Looking at Virgil, Ron said nothing. He slowly backed away, leaned against a big tree, and slowly sat down. His chest felt like it was being pressed down by something heavy, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He had fought with the repairman before, and even a temporarily requisitioned pawn like Hermann was extremely difficult to deal with, let alone at this critical juncture?
The repairman must have a backup plan.
What exactly is His backhand? What is His next move? Seeing Ron's face still solemn, Virgil's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "My good brother, what are you still worried about?"
Ron looked towards the battlefield that had been bombarded by the forbidden spell. This time the black beasts were more scattered, and a large number of broken limbs were everywhere. The soldiers were cleaning up.
"Remember those things. They are the enemies we must face." Ron said slowly.
Virgil's eyes narrowed slightly: "You mean... there are still hidden young gods in Larnaca that we haven't discovered yet?"
His throat moved, and he was obviously swallowing his saliva. Although he had not fought with the young gods, Virgil knew very well what kind of strength those ugly things had. He forced a smile and said, "No, it's no problem. With the Great Saint here, let alone one young god, even ten or eight can be easily dealt with."
Boom...Crack.
Virgil's words were like a thunderbolt exploding in front of Ron.
Suddenly, Ron smiled.
He finally figured out the repairman's arrangements.
From the moment he began to pretend to be a prophet, the world line had already changed. Saint Christian appeared in Larnaca because of him, the prophet, which was a bug in the program for the repairman.
If the repairman wants the program to run normally, he must clear the BUG.
The Great Saint destroyed the two young gods. This was bound to happen in the world line closed by the repairman. It had only one purpose, which was to make Ron believe that he had reversed his fate.
And the real disaster will come after he relaxes.
Ron suddenly felt a strong excitement in his heart. This feeling of playing a game with fate was really exciting. He wanted to see whose calculation was more perfect, his or the repairman's. He licked his lips and looked up at Virgil.
Obviously, there was nothing strange about Ron's behavior, but that look inexplicably sent a chill down Virgil's spine.
"Believe me, Great Saint, we will leave soon!"
Chapter 2 is here. There will be more updates later. Let's have lunch first. This month is almost over. Everyone has a monthly ticket form in their hands. Now it's double monthly tickets.
(End of this chapter)