Chapter 401: Diverting Trouble

to the East (Three Thousand) We can also be gods!

In the deep voice, there was Heferson's will that would never be questioned and would never waver.

Oh shit!

He wants to change the world and reshape the sun and the moon.

Even though what Heferson said had already shocked Ron enough, when he said the last sentence, Ron still couldn't help but gasp.

It occurred to him more than once that Hefferson might be a lunatic.

But now, the word "madman" can no longer even describe Hefferson.

This guy's current condition might be even worse than being eroded and polluted to the extreme by the evil god.

It may be that the scenes he saw in the Cemetery of the Gods brought him too great a shock. The corpses of the gods had already crushed all of Heferson's hopes, leaving only collapse and despair. In addition, after he came out of seclusion, he saw his son being slaughtered and his wife and daughter being tortured. In the Forest of Elves, from the clergy, to the royal family, the dignitaries, and even ordinary civilians, no one was willing to stand up to stop it.

Perhaps, there were indeed elves who tried to prevent this from happening, but they were directly suppressed in the face of powerful enemies.

One hundred and twenty years ago, although Heferson was nominally the supreme ruler of the Elf Forest, this was only because his personal strength was too strong. Moreover, he was very confident that as long as he was alive, the elves would not be able to cause much trouble, and he could easily suppress anything that happened.

That's right, he didn't make any major changes to the way the Elf Forest was ruled, nor did he go out of his way to train a group of subordinates loyal to him. Anyway, his strength was there, and no one dared to disobey his orders.

He is too crazy.

And this arrogance directly led to the final bloodbath.

This bloodshed became the last straw that distorted Hefferson's spirit and will.

When Hefferson saw the miserable appearance of his son, wife and daughter, only madness and murderous intent remained in his chest.

In his eyes, the royal family, the nobles, and the clergy were all a bunch of parasites, scum, and devils.

In his eyes, ordinary people are just a bunch of ignorant fools who don't deserve to live in this world and waste food.

He slaughtered hundreds of thousands of elves in a bloody manner, causing the entire Elf Forest to be bathed in scarlet, corpses piled up like mountains, resentful souls wailed all night, and even the Elf River was dyed scarlet by blood.

The flowers blooming from the Mother Tree of All Things are as red as blood.

That year, the vast elf tribe was silent, and no one knew when death would befall them.

But even such crazy killing could not quell Heferson's anger. On the contrary, blood and death made the high priest's mind more and more distorted. In his eyes, no one except himself was worthy of living in this world.

A certain ambition was growing wildly in Hefferson's chest.

He wanted to eradicate all the filth and dirtiness of the old world, no matter what means were used, no matter how many lives were lost.

Then, create a new world.

And he is the god of the new world.

Ron had to admit that this was indeed a madman's obsession.

Reshape the sun and the moon, and recreate the heaven and earth.

But Ron had to admit that from Hefferson's perspective, this obsession might even have a slight chance of success.

Of course, after learning the lesson of his son, wife and daughter being killed and tortured, Heferson probably realized that when human power is limited, it is almost impossible to accomplish this goal by relying on one's own.

Therefore, he began to cultivate his own loyal subordinates.

He taught these subordinates power and improved their strength, and then, under the arrangement of these direct subordinates, he selected talented orphans and trained them carefully, personally created an extremely terrifying assassination group, and then controlled them with magic potions.

Then, use this assassination team to assassinate all the masters of Dusk Continent.

He did not need to kill all of these masters. As long as half of them, or even only one third of them died, he could lead the elven army and launch a war. After all, war could definitely be regarded as one of the fastest ways to die.

He didn't even need the elves to win the final victory; a meat grinder and a war of attrition were what best suited Heferson's requirements.

When most of the practitioners in this world have died, he will be able to take action and eliminate the remaining existences with his absolutely powerful strength.

Heferson didn't know about the existence of the Andre family, and didn't know how rich this family's foundation was. Before this, he had no idea how powerful Ron was.

In his eyes, in the vast Dusk Continent, he is the only destructive-level master, which makes him invincible.

Moreover, he holds the authority of the Mother Goddess of All Things.

Even if he slaughtered all life in the world, he could still reproduce a large number of life in a short period of time by using this authority.

These newly generated lives would naturally be centered around Heferson. Coupled with Heferson's destructive power, they would have an overwhelming advantage over these new lives, and would naturally worship Heferson as a god.

As Heferson continues to absorb the faith of believers, his power continues to grow, and he may really become a new god.

And the premise of all this is... there is no Ron, who is just as powerful as him, to stop him.

That's right. When Hefferson realized that Ron was extremely powerful, he immediately changed his mind and tried to bring Ron into the group.

At this critical moment, he did not want to have a full-scale conflict with Ron. If the two of them really fought, it would not benefit anyone. But if he could really succeed, with the blessing of faith, his own strength would continue to soar, and it would become extremely easy to eliminate Ron.

Heferson's voice was full of bewitchment, his eyes were filled with madness and burning passion, and although there was a deep pit between them, his arms were already open, as if he couldn't wait to give Ron a warm hug.

"Ron...what are you still hesitating about?"

"All the gods are dead, and now the entire Dusk Continent is in a chaotic era without god rule."

"Even the dragon race has perished. Isn't this an opportunity given to us by heaven?"

"Don't you want to be the new god?"

He seemed to have used some kind of power, and the voice was like the whisper of a devil, which made people's heart beat fast.

It's a pity that Heferson was facing Ron. At this moment, Ron's heart was as clear as ice and he was not afraid of anything. No matter what Heferson said, Ron was not moved at all.

It can even be said that when he looked at Ron, there was deep pity in his eyes.

Become a god?

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

For Ron, this was indeed a very tempting thing.

Ron doesn't care about the life and death of others, but Irelia, Agnes, Dolores, Bai Yuan... He also has so many confidantes, and he is not so crazy as to kill even his own women in order to become a god.

Therefore, Ron naturally stood on the opposite side of Hefferson.

Moreover, in that illusory place, the mysterious existence that manipulates fate would not allow his world to be destroyed by Heferson in this way.

The repairman is repairing the world line, making it develop along the predetermined trajectory, and will never allow Hefferson to wreak destruction like this.

So, Hefferson also stood on the opposite side of the repairman.

Fighting against himself and the repairman at the same time, Ron really felt sorry for Heferson. How many lives did this guy have to be so brave? It was because he had just started his plan and had not yet had a big impact on the operation of the world line, otherwise the repairman's lackeys would have appeared in front of Heferson a long time ago.

The Mother Goddess of All Things might also want to leave a legacy like the Star Goddess Selma. It is even possible that the Mother Goddess of All Things is interfering after such a long time and Heferson has not been targeted by the repairman. It is a pity that the person She chose has been distorted beyond recognition.

The hopes of the Mother Goddess of All Things are destined to be in vain.

Seeing that Hefferson was still explaining his ideas and trying to seduce him, Ron sighed.

Heferson's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at Ron strangely: "Why are you sighing, sir?"

"Do you think my idea is too fantastic?"

"Sir, you are worrying too much. Sir, you should also know how difficult it is to achieve the power of destruction. I can say without hesitation that in the world, only you and I have reached this level. In this Dusk Continent, no one can be our opponent."

"As long as the two of you and I join forces, it is not impossible to conquer every inch of land in the entire Dusk Continent, destroy all living things, and reshape the world."

"Once we succeed, you and I will be part of a new world..."

Ron waved his hand, interrupting Heferson's voice. His expression was even a little playful: "Who wouldn't want to become a real god?"

"However, I don't care what you want to do in other places, but the actions in Granville must be stopped...at least part of them. You can't touch any of my women, otherwise, I will fight you to the death."

"Except for Granville, Lydia, Ifrit, Sharin, Isabel of the Spang Theocracy, and Bai Yuan and Bai Lan of the Orc Territory cannot move."

Hefferson was disdainful.

When faced with the great cause of becoming a god, he is still concerned about love.

However, Ron did not directly reject his invitation, which was a very good signal to Heferson, and he naturally would not create trouble at this time.

Hearing this, he smiled slightly and said, "As it should be. Sir, you want to live happily with your woman in the new world. How can I refuse? I will immediately order my assassins to stop the action. This is my sincerity."

Having said that, I was laughing in my heart.

woman?

hehe!

When the day comes when I succeed in my mission, even you will die. Do you still have the mood to care about those women of yours?

But now is not the right time to fall out with Ron, so it doesn't matter if I just cooperate a little.

Ron also laughed, very happily: "So, Your Excellency the High Priest, have you ever heard of the Andre family?"

Chapter 1 Three Thousand

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