Chapter 411 Soul-stealing Eyes (3)

Although Yaoguang is not among the most destructive forbidden spells, its power has reached the scale of forbidden spells no matter what.

I still remember that when Christian used this forbidden spell, he destroyed hundreds of black beasts in an instant, and even killed the young god. It was extremely powerful.

Those lightsabers could easily turn boulders into powder and steel into debris. Even a mountain could be razed to the ground in a few seconds.

This is a large-scale destructive magic.

Ron didn't care much about the so-called messengers of the Holy Father around the altar. The strength of these monsters was quite good, basically above the hero level, but to Ron, it was just a matter of knocking out a small baby with one punch.

However, Ron could ignore these so-called messengers, but he could not ignore the Holy Father.

When Ron saw the Holy Father for the first time, he knew that this was a very tough opponent.

This fat guy's fighting power is very strong. Although he hides his strength very well, Ron can still feel the unforgettable threat. It is not much different from the high priest Heferson of the Church of the Mother of All Things he faced before.

This is actually a monster with destructive power.

I don’t know what’s going on, but I always feel that as my strength increases, the enemies I encounter seem to become stronger and stronger.

Of course, this might just be Ron's illusion... and the reason for this illusion is purely because after Ron became stronger, ordinary enemies were no longer something Ron could take seriously.

Precisely because this Holy Father is very difficult to deal with, Ron doesn't want to be harassed by the monsters around him while fighting against the Holy Father, so he has to clear all the monsters before starting the fight.

And the forbidden spell of Yaoguang, which is capable of causing large-scale damage, is most suitable at this time.

However, Ron never expected that the Holy Father actually had this ability. He opened his mouth wide, which was as bloody as the mouth of a prehistoric beast, and swallowed everything.

The dazzling white light disappeared in an instant.

The Holy Father's belly became even fatter than before.

There were waves rolling under his belly, and then this guy actually burped.

Ron's face darkened. Damn it, he always felt that this old guy was looking down on him.

After the silver light faded, Mirabelle finally saw the figure at the back through the sparse crowd. Her eyes lit up slightly. Although she was of noble status and bloodline, she was also at the age of a young girl in love.

When she was almost in despair, someone suddenly reached out and pulled her out of hell. Which girl would not be moved?

Well, not bad looking.

At least I have reached the standard of being devoted to you, so I don't have to work like a slave in my next life? I don't know what I was thinking about, and my fair face turned red.

The Holy Father next to him finally noticed Ron's existence. His face was gloomy, ferocious and resentful, especially when he looked at the large group of his men around him. At this moment, some were dead and some were injured. Less than half of them were still standing on the ground. He felt a sense of suffocation in his chest.

He was almost going crazy.

Damn it.

There were more than 300 elite men under his command, and half of them died at once?

Although the strength of these subordinates is not very good, they cannot bear too much of the power of the Father God, but he can't be a commander without troops who has to do everything by himself, right? That is really too undignified.

In fact, the Holy Father should not have been in such a mess.

At the beginning, the number of his men at his disposal was more than a thousand.

But more than a year ago, an elf whose appearance, figure and skin color were completely unlike those of an elf, inexplicably broke into his territory and fought with him.

That iron tower-like elf was simply a madman. Not only was he extremely powerful, but he also didn't care about his life when fighting. If the Holy Father hadn't infused several blasts of power into his body, he would have been killed by that elf with his body weighing more than 300 pounds.

The number of his subordinates, who originally numbered over a thousand, was reduced to more than three hundred.

It can be said that it suffered unprecedented huge losses.

As a result, now, before I could recover, another little bastard showed up.

Damn it, you just want to make things difficult for me, right?

"Let's go together and kill him." With a hoarse voice, the Holy Father let out an uncontrollable roar.

The monsters around them no longer had any intelligence or thinking of their own. They were crazy and brutal. Even though there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides, they did not feel the slightest fear.

Following the order from the Holy Father, the remaining nearly two hundred Holy Envoys, like a pack of hungry wolves, howled and pounced on Ron.

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

Ron didn't want to waste his energy on these things. His face was gloomy. He raised two fingers of his right hand and crossed them with a snap. Densely packed, huge shadows appeared out of thin air behind Ron.

Ao! The dragon roared, shaking the earth.

Dozens of roars mixed together, and the huge holy mountain seemed unable to withstand the impact and was shaking.

A skull dragon appeared.

After Ron advanced to the legendary realm, he re-refined these bone dragons and even created a large number of additional bone dragons. The bone dragons refined by Ron also had the same level of strength as Ron.

Even if no fighting took place, just looking at the appearance, it is obvious that it is completely different from before.

The new bone dragon is even larger, almost catching up with the size of an adult dragon. Its bones are as crystal clear as jade, and filled with an indestructible aura. Black mist lingers all over its body, like a violently beating underworld fire.

On the huge head, two scarlet lights flashed in the white bone eye sockets.

Accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, sixty-four skull dragons spread their wings and pounced towards the densely packed holy envoys.

Although these Saint Envoys were reasonably strong, they were no match for the Legendary Bone Dragon. The Bone Dragon in the front breathed out a breath of dragon, and the body of a Saint Envoy was directly burned to ashes.

Immediately the dragon claw was raised and smashed on the ground with a bang. The three-meter-tall bodies of the Saint Envoys seemed exceptionally small under the dragon claw. At least three Saint Envoys were smashed into meat paste.

The Holy Father did not particularly care about the death of the Holy Messenger. His cracked lips were just moving rapidly. He would never waste the opportunity that these Holy Messengers had fought for him. In just less than a second, he uttered hundreds of words from his lips.

Just as the last syllable ended, the Holy Father's eyes suddenly widened: "Soul-catching Eyes..."

The next moment, in the sky above, eyes that did not belong to this world appeared out of thin air.

Chapter 3: There is more after twelve o'clock 　　 　 (end of this chapter)