Chapter 516: A Trap to Kill Everyone (Ten Thousand)
Ever since entering the mist released by the evil spirit, Philomena had a vague and extremely strange feeling, that is, she was being targeted by the evil spirit that was still sealed.
She was the prey of this evil spirit.
This time the evil spirit tried to break free from the seal, and it was a trap set for itself from the beginning to the end.
Pursing her lips, a hint of coldness flashed in Philomena's slender eyes. She was petite and was carrying a heavy burden, but her small body stood straight, as if demonstrating her will.
In fact, Philomena had noticed something unusual not long after she stepped into this area. At that time, her intuition and even the mercury lamp in her hand kept reminding Philomena that this journey was full of dangers and turning around and leaving was the best option.
However, Philomena still resolutely stepped into this area.
She was very curious about what kind of fate the damn heaven had arranged for her.
Should I feel honored that an evil spirit with unusually strong power was used as the core of a trap just to kill me? How many times has this happened? This damn God is really not giving up.
Philomena complained quietly in her heart. She was not afraid of being targeted by the evil spirit. On the contrary, she was somewhat excited deep down. After all, this kind of thing had happened too many times. She really wanted to see what the difference was between this evil spirit that made her feel threatened and the previous enemies.
Taking a deep breath, Philomena suppressed the chaotic thoughts that emerged in her mind and looked to the side: "Ms. Bai Lan, there is something wrong with this evil spirit. If the worst happens and the evil spirit breaks the seal, I will hold it back and you take the opportunity to leave here immediately."
Philomena lowered her eyes. She had to say this in advance.
Although she was confident that with her own strength, it would not be a problem for her to deal with the evil spirit and protect Bai Lan at the same time, but now she has changed her mind. This evil spirit is more powerful than she has ever encountered before.
Not to mention protecting Bai Lan, he himself might even die here.
She was not afraid. After all, thousands of years of life on the run had made Philomena numb.
After these words were spoken, Bai Lan's expression changed slightly.
Bai Lan subconsciously opened her mouth and was about to say something when she saw Philomena's expression suddenly change: "Oh no, the seal...can't hold."
Boom! Ang! A strange sound suddenly sounded, the sound waves were like the most violent tsunami, and then came a violent tremor from under his feet, as if a dragon turned over.
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Fog.
In a gray mist, a thin and hunched figure was moving slowly.
If you look closely, you will find that this hunchbacked old man seems to be very similar to the sage Patridge from a thousand years ago... Well, this old man is Patridge.
In the cave below the headquarters of the Church of the Heart of Nature, he escaped from Ron, who had not yet achieved the realm of destruction. This was a very embarrassing thing, but Patridge didn't care about this little thing at all. He didn't value his dignity as much as other practitioners. For Patridge, his life was the most important at all times.
Survive, only by surviving can there be hope.
Once you die, there's nothing left.
That's why Partridge chooses his enemies very carefully.
Whether he was a saint or when he faked his death and changed his identity, Patridge was always very self-disciplined. He rarely had conflicts with others and would never have conflicts unless it was absolutely necessary.
If the other party's realm is only less than one major realm lower than his own, Patrick will most likely choose to escape.
When there is a huge gap in realm, if it really comes to a fight to the death... No, there is no need to fight to the death. As long as he is serious, no, that's not right, even if Patrick just pays a little bit more attention, he should be able to crush the opponent easily.
The gap in realm is indeed a bit exaggerated.
But even so, Patridge would run away. Not only did he not want to die, he didn't even want to get hurt.
After all, if the difference in realm is not particularly exaggerated, once the opponent burns his soul, or directly self-destructs, it is possible to cause irreversible damage to one's existence. Ever since he changed his fate and did not die when he should have died but secretly survived, he began to be hunted down from all sides. That kind of life was not easy. In such a crisis-ridden situation, Patrick did not allow his body to show any weakness.
Although Ron's realm was two realms lower than his own, his strength could not be simply calculated by realm. After all, that guy could wipe out a strong man who had just entered the Destruction Realm with the Legend Realm. He could even summon a six-winged fallen angel as a servant... Patrick was not absolutely sure of defeating that angel alone.
There is no shame in failure, and there is no shame in running away.
The only thing that was hard for Patridge to accept was that not only did he fail to successfully obtain the left arm of the last Twilight King, but even the right arm that he had managed to get with great difficulty was lost.
He was in agony.
The plan to reconstruct the body of the last Twilight King and use it as his own body, and then break through the barrier between the realm of demigod and god had just begun when he was forced to return to the starting point.
After so much hard work, nothing of real value was gained.
If an ordinary person suffered such a blow, he would probably become depressed.
But it is obvious that Patridge is not an ordinary person. He has been lost before, but it was only for a very short time. He quickly recovered and regrouped.
He entered the North.
On the one hand, he was trying to avoid Roan's pursuit, and on the other hand, he was trying to obtain the remains of the last Dusk King who was suppressed at the headquarters of the Church of the God of Wilderness. Over the years, he had already experienced countless failures, and he would not be discouraged by just one failure.
However, the Church of the God of Wilderness had already declined.
The original headquarters had already collapsed, submerged in ice and snow. In addition, the northern land was covered in snow. Even someone like Patridge could easily get lost in such a place. It was extremely difficult to find the ruins of the Church of the God of the Wilderness.
But it's not that there are no clues.
At least, the clan of fox girls who had been serving the God of Wilderness still existed.
Therefore, Patridge's first target was the tribe of the fox girls. He planned to capture a fox girl and interrogate her carefully to see if he could get any useful information.
What Patridge didn't expect was that as soon as he arrived at the fox girl tribe, before he could take any action, he happened to encounter the scene of the evil spirit breaking free from the seal... Originally, Patridge was not very interested in this kind of thing. After all, the evil spirit was not too weak. According to Patridge's temper, he would never provoke such a being under normal circumstances. Even if he had a chance to defeat him, he would slip away, after all, he might be injured.
But this time, something unexpected happened.
Partridge has a secret skill called spiritualism, which allows him to control ghosts, evil spirits, and even evil spirits through certain special means.
To Patridge, the power of the ghost evil spirits is no different from their non-existence. The evil spirits are too brutal, and it is too risky to suppress them and then subdue them with spiritual arts. Therefore, this secret art has been gathering dust in Patridge's mind all along, and he has never had the opportunity to make any achievements.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
But this time, the confrontation with Ron taught Patridge a lesson. If he could summon an evil spirit like Ron summoned the six-winged fallen angel that day, wouldn't he be able to let the evil spirit fight against the six-winged fallen angel, and he could easily suppress Ron?
The two arms of the last Twilight King would not fall into the hands of that bastard Ron? Thinking of this, Partridge couldn't help but have some thoughts in his mind.
On the other hand, Patridge also saw Bai Lan and another petite woman entering the polluted Far North together.
Although Bai Lan is the queen of the orcs, her strength of a mere nine-star legendary level is not worth mentioning. On the contrary, another petite woman caught Patridge's attention. This woman's realm is at the peak of the Destruction Realm, which can pose a threat to him.
Normally, if he met such a person, Patridge would definitely turn around and leave without saying a word, but this time it was different. From this girl, Patridge actually felt a familiar aura that made him extremely disgusted.
Even though hundreds of years have passed, Partridge will never forget that feeling.
It was Archibald the Blasphemer, yes, that awful smell.
Perhaps because the hatred was so strong, Patridge was more familiar with Archibald's aura than any other existence. He could tell at a glance that Philomena should be the descendant of a blasphemer.
The strong hatred made Patridge unable to control himself. For the first time, he broke his own rules and wanted to kill this woman who posed a threat to him.
Even if we can't find or kill Archibald, if we can kill Archibald's daughter first, that would be a good gain.
Of course, Patridge was not foolish enough to act immediately. He suppressed the urge to look for the headquarters of the Church of the God of Wilderness, concealed his own breath as much as possible, and followed Bai Lan and Philomena quietly.
Patridge even had a perfect plan in mind.
The blasphemer's daughter is quite powerful, but the evil god is even stronger. If he lets these two guys fight each other first, it would be best if both are defeated. Then he can take advantage of the opportunity to appear and kill the blasphemer's daughter without any effort.
The evil spirit that has lost its energy will certainly not be his opponent and will be easily suppressed by him.
By that time, if he had tamed an evil spirit, how could Ron be his opponent?
It was only after entering deep into the contaminated area that Patridge keenly sensed that something was wrong. The pressure from the evil spirit became stronger and stronger. Even though Patridge was a demigod, and judging from his realm alone, he was no weaker than the evil spirit, the strong sense of oppression made it extremely difficult for Patridge to even breathe.
Could it be that Bai Lan and Philomena had never been noticed by the evil spirit from the beginning to the end? Was he the real target of the evil spirit? Damn.
Was this place actually a trap designed for him by a certain being in heaven? Ever since he changed his fate, Patridge had been constantly being hunted down. He naturally knew that a certain mysterious being had always wanted to eliminate him from this world.
Damn it, he had always been so careful, and nothing had happened in over 800 years. He didn't expect that he would get into trouble this time because of his greed and hatred deep in his heart.
After realizing this, Patridge's expression changed instantly. Without any hesitation, Patridge wanted to evacuate from the contaminated area, but... it was too late.
Boom! A deafening roar suddenly spread from a distance.
The ground beneath my feet suddenly cracked!
Huge cracks appeared on the ice surface.
Thick black fog grew in the cracks, gathering into a ball and rolling like a dark cloud.
Boom! Then, there was another violent roar, and the glacier exploded! Chapter 2 with 10,000 words is here.
(End of this chapter)