Chapter 207 The Unlucky Son (3)

The Holy Son Ashborn underestimated the enemy.

He is very strong and his talent is better than Apu. He is a dozen years younger than Apu, but he is about to become the vice-pope of the Church of Nature's Heart, almost on par with Apu.

His fighting ability is definitely not inferior to that of the giant Stanbel.

However, from beginning to end, Ashburn never took Ron seriously. He never regarded Ron as a real enemy, but just as an ant that could be crushed to death with ease.

When Ashburn tried to kill Ron, he didn't use all his strength, and Ron easily grabbed his wrist. When he failed to break free immediately, he still didn't regard Ron as a real opponent, and even ignored Ron's punch at him.

Whether it was because Ashborn was arrogant by nature and believed that the gap between the heroic level and the legendary level was irreparable, or because he was so angry at Ron's previous response that he lost his mind, he would eventually pay a heavy price for his carelessness.

In terms of strength alone, how exaggerated is Ron? Even when fighting against a legendary six-star giant, he was only slightly inferior, not to mention that he had activated the semi-dragon state... To be precise, it was an incomplete semi-dragon state, only the torso and arms that were covered by clothes were dragonized, but there was no doubt that this incomplete semi-dragon state still made Ron's strength surge again.

Even a real giant can't withstand this punch, and even a huge rock can be smashed into powder.

The power spread through Ashburn's palm and along his arm.

On the arm, flesh and blood broke along the bones and flew backwards.

Pieces of bones were quickly exposed in front of everyone, spreading all the way to the shoulders and then stopping. There was not a single speck of blood or flesh on the entire piece of bone.

That’s not all. Just as the flesh and blood began to break, a crackling sound was heard at the same time, and the white bones were turned into powder.

The scene happened so fast that no one could react except Bai Yuan, who knew Ron's strength. Even Ashburn himself was stunned.

For a moment, the world almost fell into a strange state of stillness.

Ashburn widened his eyes, staring at the blood mist floating in the air, at the powder scattered on the ground, at his right arm that had disappeared into thin air... His face showed an expression of weird astonishment.

The four paladins and four nuns behind him were even more stunned. Some of them still had the same sneer on their faces, as if they had not had time to adjust their expressions.

After three seconds, Ashburn's eyes widened and his face became more and more distorted, and finally...

Ahhhhhh! An extremely shrill scream suddenly came out from the mouth of the Holy Son.

The sound was extremely sharp, like a cuckoo crying blood.

It was as if his body needed a few seconds to adapt, for the pain to reach Ashburn's consciousness and for the blood to spurt out again.

The eight priests at the back were finally awakened by Ashburn's screams. Their bodies trembled and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Looking at the man opposite again, it was as if he had seen something indescribable, and fear instantly struck his heart.

This... this is impossible.

They had clearly believed with full confidence that once the Holy Son took action, the man would be dead, the only difference being whether he died happily or in agony.

They are very clear about how powerful their Lord Saint is.

But why did the situation reverse in the blink of an eye?

What on earth was going on? Even though this scene was happening right in front of them, they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

How could a loser who had just entered the realm of heroism easily defeat a legendary five-star master who practiced both magic and martial arts? Impossible, absolutely impossible! What kind of monster was this?

In an instant, this was the thought that echoed in everyone's heart.

Even Bai Yuan, who knew Ron's true strength, looked sideways. Although she knew that Ron would not be easily killed by Ashburn, she never expected that Ron's counterattack would be so fierce. His strength seemed to be even stronger than when he fought Stanbel before.

The lovely fox girl nodded with satisfaction. Well, not bad, he is worthy of being the breeding partner chosen by the princess.

The idea of ​​breeding has never disappeared from Bai Yuan's mind.

At this moment, the smallest one among the eight practitioners, who was suspected to be the saint, suddenly had a stern look in her eyes. She was the first to recover from the shock and suddenly rushed towards Ashburn, as if she wanted to snatch Ashburn back.

She moved quickly, but Ron's movements were faster and closer.

With one quick step, Ron rushed straight in front of Ashburn.

Even though his right arm had been completely broken and the intense pain continued to stimulate Ashbern's nerves, Ashbern's strength did not disappear. He raised one arm and slapped Ron in the face with his left hand. The surging magic power gushed out from his palm like a raging tsunami.

Ron grinned, swung his hand casually, and at the same time his body suddenly stepped back, lightly avoiding Ashburn's counterattack.

Where Ron was originally, there was a glass bottle filled with gray-black gas, right in front of Ashburn's palm.

Although the pain was excruciating, Ashbern still keenly sensed that something was wrong. His expression changed slightly and he tried to retract his magic power, but it was too late.

How could a fragile glass bottle withstand the magic power released by a legendary five-star master? It shattered with a snap.

A stream of gray-black air spread out in the air, and before he could react, some of it had already stained Ashburn's skin, and he even inhaled a lot of it through his nostrils.

But in this situation, Ashbern could no longer worry too much. Coincidentally, his fiancée appeared behind him, grabbed Ashbern's shoulder and quickly brought the Son of God back to her team.

The group of clergy looked at each other, quickly retreated, and disappeared in front of Ron and Bai Yuan in the blink of an eye.

"You're not going to chase me?"

Bai Yuan's clear voice came from the side.

"Chase? Are you looking for death?" Ron curled his lips and said that if Bai Yuan really wanted to chase and kill him, he wouldn't have to wait for his answer.

It was obvious that the fox girl had already realized that chasing after him would be harmful and useless, so she did not move at all.

After all, this time, it was Ron's passive skill that played the pig and ate the tiger that mattered. He had just entered the heroic realm, which made Asherborn look down on him. Ron also seized this opportunity very well and dealt a heavy blow to Asherborn directly.

But this opportunity only comes once.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The saint lady was no less powerful than Yashibern. She was a genuine master who was capable of holding Bai Yuan back.

The remaining seven heroic eight-star and nine-star masters besieged Ron, and Ron would not gain any benefits. In addition, although Ashburn was seriously injured, he was not fatal. His strength would be affected, but he could still exert legendary destructive power. Ron might really be killed.

Now this result of forcing the opponent to retreat is undoubtedly the best.

Moreover, this time it was not without results.

One of Ashburn's arms was broken, and it was completely broken from flesh to bones. This was a damage that even Anthem could not recover. The most important thing was that Ron threw a bottle at the end.

"What's in the last bottle thrown out?" Bai Yuan asked the question at the right time.

Ron chuckled: "A virus called Rot!"

As the name "rot" suggests, you can probably guess the effect.

The Source of Plague has devoted himself to studying various powerful diseases, bacteria, and viruses, hoping to create a plague that will sweep the world.

But unfortunately, viruses with strong lethality are often not contagious enough, and viruses with strong contagiousness often have limited lethality.

The virus was so lethal and contagious that the source of the plague was not identified until the fall of the Twilight Dynasty.

Rot is one of the toxins with extremely strong lethality that was developed by the Source of Plague.

For Ashburn, he had just stepped into the doorway of hell, and what was to come was truly wonderful.

Bai Yuan seemed to feel a little nauseous. He fanned his nose with his little hands twice, then stretched his arms hard, as if he was just stretching.

However, the curves of her perfect figure were fully displayed.

"Huh..." A strange sigh came from her cherry lips: "This time, we have finally offended the forces of the Church of the Heart of Nature..."

Ron shrugged, not caring at all: "Isn't this a good thing for your orc leader?"

"That's right."

Ron smiled and said nothing more. Although there were not many players of the game, Saint Ashiborn was not a villain. Although he did not like him, he did not intend to kill him... on the premise that he did not want to kill himself.

When Ron sensed the murderous intent in Ashburn's eyes, he would not miss any opportunity to inflict heavy damage on the opponent.

"In the future, there will be troubles in the Twilight Temple. We must always be on guard against sneak attacks from the other side." Bai Yuan exhaled: "Where are we going and what are we going to do next?"

Perhaps it was because of Ron's understanding of the Temple of Dusk and his ability to be a prophet, and even though his own realm was obviously higher, Bai Yuan still habitually asked Ron for his opinion.

"Find a place where you can absorb the Angel's Heart." Ron said, looking around and pointing in a direction: "That's a good place."

If I remember correctly, that wide and tall building over there should be the Imperial Library of the Twilight Dynasty.

In the Imperial Library, there is a study room dedicated to the Dusk King! 　Chapter 3 is here.

(End of this chapter)