Chapter 358 God's Power (4)

Puff! Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Holt 474 wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face gloomy.

Feeling the disordered magic power in his body, the old face suddenly became uglier.

Although Holt has always been called a useless old man, this guy is actually not very old, only in his fifties. As a king, he is definitely pampered on weekdays. Coupled with his legendary strength, the passage of time is not obvious in his body. Although there are some wrinkles on his face, they are not too exaggerated.

But now, in just a short period of time, Holt seemed to have aged at least thirty years.

That face was full of wrinkles.

The originally black hair also turned gray.

His body was hunched and his eyes were cloudy.

The royal robe that he had worn all year round had now become tattered. Perhaps it was because he had not taken a bath for many days. His hair was disheveled and his face was dirty. He no longer had the bearing of a king. He looked just like a homeless person found everywhere on the street.

Holt's expression was even more indignant, and this indignation was not just directed at Ron... In fact, looking back now, Holt felt more annoyed with Ron.

If I had known that Ron was so capable, why not marry my eldest daughter to him?

Ron fell in love with Agnes, so what if Agnes was given to Ron?

Maybe it was a bit embarrassing, but it would never be as embarrassing as it is now.

In addition, Ron's strength is so strong that he even gave him the princess and the queen. If he doesn't return the favor, with Ron's help, it will be easy for him to realize his ambitions. But now, it's too late to say anything.

When he was angered by Apu's words, he had already embarked on a path of no return.

Does Holt hate Ron now? Hate, how can he not hate him? If it weren't for that bastard Ron, how could he have fallen into this situation?

He fled from the palace in a panic, surrounded by a desolate desert. He hid in the cracks of the rocks and fed on lizards and sparrows all day long. He didn't even dare to go out and avoid everyone, for fear that his news would accidentally reach Ron's ears.

Even so, he changed his hiding place several times, for fear that Ron would rely on his ability as a prophet to deduce his location.

But, no matter how much he hated her, he definitely didn't have the courage to seek revenge on Ron.

The scene of Ron killing everyone in the palace still lingers in his mind and cannot be shaken off.

Compared to Ron, Holt hated Apu and his gang of bastards more. Damn it, where were the allies they promised to be? Seeing that they failed to fight against Ron, they turned their spearheads against him. What a bunch of bastards. If it weren't for these bastards joining forces to fight him, he wouldn't have fallen into this situation.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the more unwilling I felt.

After a long time, Holt sighed and suppressed the anger in his heart. Even if he was unwilling, what could he do? Under the siege of Apu and the other bastards, although he tried his best to escape, he was also seriously injured. It was not easy to survive. This injury would not be recovered without more than ten years of hard work, let alone revenge? He looked around. Although this place was barren and sparsely populated, he had stayed here for three days.

Holt felt a growing sense of crisis. He always felt that Ron, the bastard, might kill him in the next second.

Holt gritted his teeth, stood up, brushed off the dust and dirt on his body, and prepared to move to another place.

But just as he stood up straight and had no time to move, Holt suddenly stopped. Not far in front of him, a hazy ball of light suddenly appeared. It was hard to tell what color the light was, and it was filled with darkness, evil, gloom and weirdness.

There is also a hint of madness.

This scene only made Holt feel a chill in his heart.

Although he was seriously injured and his strength was reduced, his vision was still there.

Holt could sense the abnormality of the ball of light at a glance, and his whole body suddenly felt goosebumps. He subconsciously wanted to hide away from there, the farther away from the ball of light the better.

But just when Holt had this realization, he felt his body become extremely heavy and his legs could not move at all. The invisible pressure had already blocked Holt in an instant.

This sudden change made Holt even more horrified.

He struggled desperately but was completely unable to move. He felt the pressure on his body becoming more and more exaggerated and increasingly unbearable. Finally, his legs went soft and he fell to his knees with a thump, cold sweat on his forehead.

The next moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Holt's ears:

"You are angry..."

"Very good, keep this anger, it will become the source of your strength..."

"I grant you the glory of the guardian of destiny. Go and kill."

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[Beep, system prompts, the repairman is interfering with the world and modifying the world line. ]

[Beep, system prompt, the Dawn Goddess Ostara is trying to interfere with the world...]

Two system prompts sounded in Ron's ears almost at the same time, but at this moment Ron had no time to care about these things.

The raging magic power in his body was destroying his body crazily. His physical strength had been strengthened countless times when he absorbed dragon crystals before, and it was difficult to be injured by swords and weapons.

It is precisely relying on this strong body that Ron can withstand the destruction caused by the rampant magic time and time again and continue to bombard the legendary levels.

After repeated bombardments, the checkpoint was already shaky and could collapse completely at any time.

Ron could feel that promotion to the legendary level was a sure thing for him.

But the trouble lies here too, the restless magic power is too exaggerated, and there is absolutely no sign of calming down. Even if he breaks through the legendary level, his body will not be strengthened too much in an instant, and he still cannot withstand this restless magic power. Who knows, by that time he might end up with his body collapsed.

This was definitely not the scene Ron wanted to see. Now there was only one path before Ron, and that was to eliminate the restless magic from his body.

It's not as simple as exhausting the magic power, but permanently cutting it off from the body.

Ron can do this, but he is very reluctant to choose this path, because once these magic powers are separated, even if he advances to the legend, his strength will not change much compared to now.

But at this moment, Ron's heart... no, to be precise, it was Ostara's heart that began to beat violently.

As the goddess' heart beat, a trace of energy, like spider silk, gradually grew from her heart.

This energy, though thin, is more terrifying and deeper.

That is... the divine power of Ostara! 　Chapter 4 is here.

(End of this chapter)