Chapter 420: My Body (2)

There were many strange symbols on the stone.

It was like countless tiny earthworms entangled together. As the earthworms squirmed, drops of bright red liquid like tiny gems seeped out along the stones, fell to the ground, and emitted a disgusting stench.

The gurgling sound became more obvious.

Ron had been through so many things, so he certainly knew what this situation meant. It was erosion.

This is the pollution that only the evil god can release.

The scenes he saw before his eyes might not be real, but just illusions caused by the invasion of the evil god.

However, if there is fear in your heart, this illusion will turn into reality.

It seems that I destroyed the statue on the holy mountain and killed the so-called Holy Father, the follower of the Father God, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the giant white worm. What does this mean? After beating the small one, the old one comes?

Do you have to be so protective? Didn't he just kill what might be your only relative?

Doesn’t it just prevent you from being born through another fetus?

Doesn't it mean that you may never have the chance to appear in the Dusk Continent again?

Is it necessary to be so stingy? You are an evil god after all.

Ron muttered quietly in his heart, trying his best to calm himself. He kept telling himself that everything he saw was false, but this was of little use. The most terrifying thing about the evil god was that he could transform falsehood into reality.

The real feeling of worms wriggling in the flesh, the sound of tentacles rubbing against the stone wall, the smell of blood constantly pouring into the nose...

That extremely real feeling cannot be dismissed as an illusion just because you want to.

Ron's hands suddenly trembled, and he subconsciously covered his head with force. His fairly good-looking face had been distorted to the extreme, as hideous as a ghost. The energy in his body was already disordered, and at this moment it was even more out of control, like an out-of-control river surging wildly in his body.

Phew.

Blood spurted out of Ron's mouth, and a cloud of blood mist appeared in front of him.

His fingers had already poked into his ears, tearing his eardrums, but the indescribable mumbling continued to echo in his ears like a dream. Veins bulged on his forehead and drops of sweat oozed out.

This is the real pain.

Even the pain of having his body torn apart by the impact of the falling meteor was not as severe as this.

Layers of light and shadows were flickering in Ron's pupils.

Unable to hold back the sound from his throat, a low, suppressed roar spread out, and his body kept squirming in a very strange way.

Rustling.

Another strange feeling came over me.

Ron seemed to be able to feel something thin, long and slippery crawling up his neck silently, like the body of a poisonous snake, cold and sinister.

The slow wriggling and the extremely weird feeling gave Ron goose bumps all over his body.

Ron knew he was trapped.

His body was entangled by the evil god La.

This evil god who hated him so much was trying to drag him completely into the abyss.

If this situation continues like this, it may not take long, just a few hours, or even just a dozen minutes, before Ron's will can no longer hold up, and at that time, his soul will completely fall into madness.

As for trying to break free from the shackles of an evil god, one can imagine how difficult it is.

At least, Ron doesn't have that kind of capital now.

After all, he is an evil god.

Although this evil god doesn't seem to be very famous.

At least, among the evil gods that Ron knew, there was Celeos, the Lord of Eternal Freedom, the God of Blood and Destruction, the God of Plague and Disaster...

The status of these beings is much higher than that of this milky white worm. Their ranks and abilities seem to be more powerful. They can easily interfere with the world and easily rewrite the fate of a certain being with just a glance.

They can even cultivate their own followers in the Dusk Continent to compete with the Repairmen.

Unlike this white worm, it has been trying to contaminate itself for more than ten seconds and has not yet succeeded.

Perhaps, this guy is also one of the lowest-rate types among the evil gods, or this guy may have suffered serious injuries and his strength is far from as strong as in his heyday.

Of course, even if this unknown white worm is the shame of the evil god, its power is still as different as heaven and earth compared to Ron. Seeing the erosion becoming more and more serious, Ron seemed to feel his abdomen swelling, as if some kind of life was taking shape in his body.

Ron destroyed the evil god's plan to be reborn through another's fetus, and now this guy seems to want to reappear in this world through Ron's body.

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

At this moment, Ron's eyes, which had long been filled with madness, suddenly regained a moment of clarity.

The hands that were originally holding the head tightly suddenly slid down and brushed the necklace on the chest. A golden light instantly flashed on the protection of the God of War, and most of the pollution on the body was instantly cleared.

Then, a wisp of Ron's soul broke free from his body.

He did not take advantage of this brief period of clarity to flee. As long as his soul could escape, even if his body died, he could still continue to exist in this world in another form. Facing the erosion of the evil god, it was already quite difficult to survive like this.

It can even be said that this is Ron's only chance.

But Ron didn't do that.

Instead of escaping, this wisp of soul even actively extended backwards and instantly became entangled with the will of the evil god.

Buzz! Ron's soul trembled violently again. When the souls were in contact, the impact of pollution and erosion became more obvious and stronger.

Without the obstruction of the physical body, the soul would almost instantly fall into that deep vortex.

The evil god's will seemed to pause briefly, and the mysterious existence seemed to have not expected that this guy would actually seek death on his own initiative, and was shocked.

But it was obvious that the evil god's mind was not very clear, or in other words, he was the type with a bad temper. He didn't care about Ron's soul at all. In his eyes, this soul was just a delicious food.

As for the power of this soul, it is not worth mentioning. It only takes "He" a few seconds... no, one second to completely crush this soul and then take over this body.

Compared to his soul, the evil god was obviously more interested in Ron's body.

This man's body is naturally not as good as his own body, but it is already considered quite excellent among humans. It can even carry some of his own power to a certain extent, and can completely serve as a vehicle for his descent into the main world.

Although this bloodline is not his own and there may be rejection reactions, this strong body may be more useful.

However, the evil god who was trying to completely crush Ron's soul did not notice that during this brief moment of clarity, Ron's fingers had been gently rubbing against a ring.

It was a dark red ring.

The ring that represents... the ownership of the Soul Ferry! 　Chapter 2, there is more after twelve o'clock.

(End of this chapter)