Chapter 142 Ron is dead, I said so! (3)

Anthony couldn't hear Elsa's voice, and he didn't realize that the world had been interfered with by some force.

He really hates these disobedient people.

It is obvious that they are the ones who follow the guidance of fate and guard the existence of fate. They have received the gift of fate and can glimpse a little bit of the future through the cracks.

However, these damned rebels, through their despicable means, have even more control over the future than the guardians of their destiny.

Things like this shouldn't exist in this world, right? Ron's various speculations made Anthony shudder.

Perhaps Ron's inferences were not all correct, but even if they were wrong, they were extremely close to the truth.

He couldn't let this guy keep saying this.

The fear in his heart kept urging Anthony to end his life quickly.

Getting closer step by step.

Irelia, Cecilia, and Virgil outside also understood what was about to happen, and the intense fear made their scalps almost explode.

They tried their best to stop this from happening, but there was nothing they could do. They could only watch as the distance between Anthony and Ron grew closer and closer.

Finally, Anthony had reached Ron.

He looked at Ron indifferently, while Ron stared at Anthony with a smile on his face.

That look even gave Anthony goose bumps on his skin.

It was as if the one who was about to be killed was not Ron, but Anthony.

That look, that gaze, even made Anthony taste the taste of death, and his body was shaking slightly.

Amidst the wide, terrified gazes, Anthony raised his right hand.

Ron's heart is gone, his body is dead, and the only reason he can still talk to himself is purely because his unwilling soul is still controlling this body. All he needs to do is destroy Ron's soul as well.

Then he's really finished.

"Die."

The throat moved.

Anthony slapped Ron on the forehead with his right hand.

From beginning to end, Ron did not put up any resistance at all. In fact, just as Anthony thought, Ron's body had long been unable to support himself. It was already the limit for his soul to support this body and be able to communicate with Anthony.

At this moment, Ron couldn't resist at all.

He just watched quietly as Anthony's right hand got closer and closer to his forehead.

"No……"

“No no no no…don’t…”

Sharp cries and pleas were heard from outside the barrier.

Then……

"Snap! " A crisp sound spread out in all directions.

In an instant, the whole world stopped.

Irelia, Cecilia...

Gerald...

Virgil...

Everyone who was desperately attacking the barrier stopped what they were doing and their bodies became stiff. The whole world fell into absolute silence, without a single sound.

Charlene and Lydia fainted on the ground almost at the same time and became unconscious.

Ron's body swayed slightly, then he fell on Seraphina, pressing on Seraphina's chest. His body twitched slightly, and then there was no movement.

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Anthony's face suddenly showed excitement, joy, and even a twisted smile.

He felt that Ron's soul had been completely destroyed by him, thoroughly.

He could even see those soul remnants floating out of Ron's body and gradually dissipating in mid-air... This was the soul being torn apart.

His heart was dug out by himself and his soul completely dissipated.

He, Ron, the rebel, is dead!

I, Anthony, said that even if God came, he couldn’t be saved.

Anthony felt light all over. He had never felt so relaxed before… He was obviously a legendary master, but that rebel made him shudder… But now, all the fear had disappeared.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Just outside the barrier, two screams came out from Irelia and Cecilia almost at the same time.

The voice was on the verge of madness and filled with despair.

A thick blood mist exploded from Cecilia's body, constantly wriggling around her slender body. In the dim light, one seemed to be able to hear the sound of breaking bones, gushing blood, and screams of impending death constantly spreading from the blood mist.

Irelia was particularly stimulated. Her long silver-white hair grew wildly. Her originally amber eyes turned into a ferocious scarlet.

Unprecedented despair is pushing the two nuns into the abyss.

Seeing Ron and Seraphina lying motionless on the ground, Anthony's smile became even brighter.

This time, there are four main targets, and two of them were solved at once, which is great. Moreover, the most important rebel, Ron, is also inside. Once he dies, the world will return to normal.

Anthony Andre opened his hands, ah, the world has finally returned to normal, how wonderful it is.

So, the next one is Gerald, right? After all, in terms of importance, Gerald is far above Cecilia.

The most important thing is that Gerald is not only going to die, but he also carries in him the seeds of future destruction of the city of Larnaca.

Anthony finally turned around and waved his hand. The barrier around him changed its shape automatically, separating Virgil, Cecilia and others.

Just like Ron and Seraphina before, only he and Gerald were left inside the barrier.

"Archbishop Gerald..."

Anthony's expression looked a little complicated: "I have to admit that you are a good person, really."

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"You are the Archbishop, but you never charge for treating the injuries and illnesses of the residents of Larnaca."

"I still remember that more than a decade ago, when the earthquake hit Larnaca, you exhausted yourself to the point of overdrawing your magic power in order to save more wounded people. Even magic recovery potions were ineffective."

"Although you managed to get better later, your strength was stuck at the heroic level and you could no longer improve... The magic circuits in your body have been damaged and cannot be healed. Otherwise, with your talent, your strength should not be worse than mine now."

"After you knew about the end of the dragon clan, you traveled thousands of miles to inform the dragon clan...Apu and Holt would not allow your information to be spread. The arrogance of the dragon clan also made them not listen to your reminder at all. The destruction of the dragon clan is destined, and no one can change it. They have enjoyed eight thousand years of glory, and that is enough."

"I am deeply touched by your desire not to let the world fall into chaos."

"Although we are on different paths, I admire and praise you."

"But, existence that goes against fate should not exist in this world."

"Everyone who should not exist in this world must die!"

"Even if you are a good person, there is no exception...so now, hand over the relic to me." Anthony stretched out his hand towards Gerald and said coldly.

It was no longer a matter of Ron's life and death. At this moment, what was at stake was the lives of millions of people in Larnaca.

Gerald shook his head and took a step back, but there was a barrier behind him and there was no way to retreat.

Anthony sighed, "Why waste our time? You know very well that you are no match for me. Not to mention you, even if you add all the people outside, they are no match for me alone."

Gerald lowered his head slightly. He glanced at Ron and then at the dead Seraphina.

Then he retracted his gaze and took out the small jade bottle, a holy relic gift from the Sea King.

Anthony's face lit up with joy, thinking that Gerald was willing to hand over the relic to him.

But unfortunately, this scene did not happen. Gerald sighed: "I knew I would die here. Ron told me."

"He wanted to send me away and not let me return to the church, but I thought that the life of a young man is more valuable than the life of an old man like me, so I came back."

"What a pity, I still couldn't save the lives of those two little kids..."

Anthony frowned. "I told you, this is fate."

"The death of millions of people in Larnaca is also fate?" Gerald asked back.

"In fact, less than one million people died. At most, 700,000 or 800,000 people died. Some people could still escape." Anthony thought seriously and answered.

Gerald took a deep breath and raised his head. His old face seemed to glow with a certain brilliance. At first glance, he looked a lot younger.

"I don't know what fate is, I just want more people to survive."

This old man is really stubborn... Why can't these disobedient people just die in peace?

Anthony was not going to waste time. Although it was a bit risky, he planned to snatch the relic.

But at this moment, Gerald suddenly raised his right hand, opened his mouth, and swallowed the small jade bottle, the gift from the Sea King, into his mouth.

Swallowed down the throat.

Swallowed into the stomach.

Although I almost choked to death.

Gerald's movements were so fast that Anthony was unable to stop him.

His face quickly turned gloomy and his skin twitched continuously. He hated these bastards who kept increasing his workload.

At this moment, Gerald exhaled heavily, then opened his hands and magic power surged through his body.

Anthony thought Gerald was going to attack him, but at the moment when the magic power in Gerald's body surged to the limit, it suddenly contracted.

Oops!

Anthony saw through Gerald's intention and wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Boom! All the magic power gathered in Gerald's abdomen.

The surging magic power caused a strong impact.

Faintly, a crisp sound could be heard coming from Gerald's stomach.

The holy relic that carried all the dust and all the spores from the Young God Tree... shattered! 　Chapter 3 is here, and there will be more chapters today! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)