Chapter 335: Sin, it’s time to end (Happy New Year’s Eve everyone)

Huh! Seeing that the six-winged fallen angel had no intention of attacking him, Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief. He then realized that in that brief moment just now, his body was almost completely soaked.

It is conceivable what kind of pressure he was under in just those few seconds.

Compared to the phantom of Hercules, the Seraphim's subjective initiative was obviously much higher. With its wings spread on both sides, it rushed directly into the sky. It seemed that it was dissatisfied with the previous attack of the meat mountain. The Seraphim's counterattack was also particularly fierce. One feather after another broke away from its wings and floated in the air.

Ron was originally worried that the wings of the six-winged angel would turn into six bare chicken wings, but he soon found that he was completely worrying too much.

When a feather falls off, the next one will immediately take its place.

Obviously, black feathers were all over the air, but there was not a single flaw to be seen on the wings of the six-winged angel.

As the six-winged angel's raised hand suddenly fell, the next moment, dense feathers fell downwards like raindrops at a speed several times faster than sniper bullets. Each feather directly locked onto an eyeball that grew on the mountain of meat.

Just above the mountain of meat, four tentacles quickly grew out and danced in the air, trying to intercept all the feathers.

Although those feathers look light, anyone can sense the violent energy contained in these feathers at such a fast speed.

Ron naturally would not sit idle. He did not have to worry about the fallen angels turning against him. He finally had the opportunity to completely control the phantom of Hercules. He raised his right hand and slashed across at the four huge tentacles.

Swish.

The projection of Hercules also waved his strong right arm at the same time, and the edge of his palm slammed heavily on the tentacles. There was a loud bang, and the four tentacles could not withstand the impact and instantly deviated to the side.

At the same time, the dense feathers completely fell from the sky.

Originally, these tentacles could almost completely block the feathers in the sky, but because of Ron's intervention, the tentacles flew sideways, and the feathers directly tore open the stiff and solid skin on the surface of the tentacles, leaving bloody holes.

But another batch of feathers shot out from the gap that was created, still targeting the original target.

Pa pa pa pa! The sounds came one after another.

A large area of ​​the eyeballs on the surface of the huge meat mountain was destroyed in an instant, and sticky juice fell along the constantly shaking body.

With both hands stretched out and fingers clenched, as if grasping something, the shadow of Hercules grabbed two tentacles that spewed out of the meat mountain's mouth, and then pulled them hard, as if trying to pull out the meat mountain's internal organs.

But obviously, this is not an easy task. The tentacles are rooted in the deepest part of the meat mountain, and it is very difficult to uproot them.

Of course, this feeling was definitely not pleasant, and the mountain of meat began to shake violently.

At this moment, a sharp, resentful female voice suddenly came from the depths of the meat mountain: "Unreal existence will eventually disappear."

Ron even found it difficult to understand the meaning of the voice, but the moment the voice was heard, the projection of Hercules seemed to have suffered a severe blow, and the figure became illusory, as if it could collapse at any time.

He knew that this involved a blind spot in power that he could not currently grasp, and it was more like a power similar to rules.

The power of Hercules' projection was also weakened a lot, and the tentacles were twisting violently and were about to break free from control.

On the other hand, the fallen angel would not sit idly by and watch the projection of Hercules being destroyed. Although she was not afraid of the mountain of flesh in front of her, it would be good to have a helper.

He stretched out his right hand, pointing a finger toward the sky above his head: "Eternal Night."

With these two words, a clear sound echoed in the darkness.

In an instant, Ron felt that his eyesight was taken away at this moment.

Originally, Ron had the ability to see in the dark, but now there was only an extremely dark darkness in front of his eyes. It could be said that not only his vision, but also his hearing, smell, taste, and touch all disappeared at this moment.

For a moment, Ron felt as if his consciousness was floating in the clouds. That illusory feeling made him feel terrified.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the feeling of being deprived of all five senses doesn't seem to last too long.

When Ron could hear the sound again, he heard the angry roar of the meat mountain. What he saw was a huge blood hole pierced horizontally through the meat mountain's body. The flesh and blood squirmed, and the meat mountain seemed to want to repair the wound on its body.

"Space is broken."

While recovering from his injuries, Roshan never forgot to fight back.

The moment the sound fell, all the space in the secret room cracked, like countless tiny pieces of glass floating in the air.

The projection of Hercules instantly split into several pieces. The same was true for Ron. Countless dense cracks appeared in the space where he was, and these cracks were directly transmitted to Ron. Even dragon scales could not resist this kind of power. His body was quickly torn into several pieces. If it were not for the Heart of Ostara healing him time and time again, Ron would have been split into several pieces.

A demigod-level conflict is not something a being like me can participate in.

It was obvious that the real target of this meat mountain was the fallen angel, and the secondary target was the projection of Hercules. He was just affected by it. But even so, Ron instantly felt the taste of death.

Fortunately, this guy was not very smart. If he had locked onto Ron from the beginning, even the projection of Hercules and the six-winged fallen angel would have found it difficult to completely protect Ron.

On the contrary, the fallen angel only had a layer of densely packed tiny wounds on his body, which made him look very miserable. However, Ron knew very well that such injuries were not worth mentioning for the fallen angel.

"Dark Portal!"

A sound like a rusty iron door being pushed open came from behind the meat mountain.

Two pitch-black doors appeared out of nowhere.

Behind the gate was also extremely dark, without a single color.

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

Dark chains stretched out from the Dark Portal, pierced through the body of the Meat Mountain, and wrapped around it in circles, trying to drag the Meat Mountain into the darkness. The Meat Mountain also directly used the power of space to break several dark chains.

The two sides are in a strange stalemate, with no sign of ending any time soon.

But suddenly, a sharp roar came from the mountain of meat, and the sound was filled with strong and even unbelievable anger.

Then, two different gray-black shadows were seen wriggling in the piece of meat, as if they were fighting.

This scene also made Ron's eyelids twitch. It was obvious that there were at least two souls in this mountain of flesh, or rather, one soul split into two different parts.

Moreover, the relationship between these two consciousnesses should be equal, and the stronger one has been controlling this mountain of flesh.

That is to say, when the Meat Mountain is under attack, another consciousness will suddenly appear and fight for control of the Meat Mountain.

This surprised Ron a little!

After all, no matter which consciousness is dominant, as long as the conflict can be won, both consciousnesses can be preserved.

And if this war is lost, both consciousnesses will be wiped out.

Provoking a fight for control at this time is completely a matter of harming others and not benefiting oneself. Why did that slightly weaker consciousness suddenly appear at this time? Ron was thinking in his heart, but the fallen angel would not hold back at all.

The fallen angel was decisive in killing. Although she was not afraid of the mountain of flesh, it was still a bit difficult to completely destroy it. But now there was a problem inside the mountain of flesh. The fallen angel would naturally not let go of this good opportunity to completely destroy it.

Stretch out your hand.

Pitch-black chains suddenly emerged from the Dark Portal and once again pierced through the body of the Meat Mountain. This time, without any interference, the chains instantly tightened. At the deepest part of the Dark Portal, an extremely astonishing force was transmitted, accompanied by a creaking sound. The Meat Mountain, which had remained in the same place with almost no movement, finally began to slowly move its fat body, inch by inch, approaching the Dark Portal.

Once she enters the Dark Portal, her soul, her consciousness, and her body will all be completely crushed.

Darkness is the eternal destination.

She will find eternal peace in the darkness.

At this moment, a voice suddenly echoed in Ron's ears:

"It's time for the evil to end..."

Here is the first chapter. I will update four chapters today, with more than 12,000 words. I promised my children before the Chinese New Year that I would play with them for five days. During this period, I tried my best to save manuscripts, but in the end it was still not enough. There is no way, so I will just treat it as a day off. On New Year's Eve, the first, second, third and fourth days of the New Year, the update will be reduced to four chapters per day, about 12,000 words. On the fifth day of the New Year, I will resume updating five chapters per day. Please forgive me.

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