Chapter 522: For Whom the Bell Tolls (10,000)
Lahado, Veron, Boyle, the so-called guardians of destiny, made a very, very serious mistake.
They know nothing about power.
They simply did not understand how terrifying the supreme power on the Dusk Continent was.
Ron is an existence that cannot be eliminated by the power of the Guardian of Destiny when the Repairman is unable to come to this world in person. Even the Repairman who controls the world line can only use the power of evil spirits to set up a terrible trap to destroy Ron.
In the setting of the world line, it was this evil spirit that destroyed all the life of the Orcs, causing the Orcs to be completely extinct.
This group of idiots even wanted to take advantage of the fact that the evil spirit and Ron were both injured and reap the benefits, but they didn't know that even if Ron and the evil spirit were both injured, the little bit of energy left in their bodies was no longer something that people of Lahado and Veron's level could deal with.
That's the difference in power.
The most terrifying thing was that they were facing Ron in his prime, a Ron who had not yet had time to clash with the evil spirits and whose strength was completely undiminished.
Ron is an existence that can fight against the evil spirits that can destroy the orcs, and now they actually want to rely on a mere 200,000 elite bearmen to suppress Ron. How ridiculous is this idea?
From the moment the battle started, it was a one-sided massacre.
The sun rises in the east, shining brightly.
Every ray of light turned into a sharp sword.
The bearmen who were rushing in the front were instantly riddled with holes. Their fat bodies slid rapidly on the ground due to the inertia caused by the violent impact, leaving behind hideous scarlet bloodstains.
In an instant, the vast snowfield turned into a vast sea of blood. Everywhere was blindingly red, and the strong smell of blood floated above the icefield along with the cold air, penetrating into everyone's nostrils.
Swish, swish, swish.
There were no screams of panic, no cries of pain.
Wherever the glorious light covered, only large numbers of lives were being harvested and plundered.
Life was disappearing rapidly, and no one knew how many lives had died in that brief moment. All they could see were piles of blood-stained corpses lying on the ground.
Every member of the Bear People is a fearless warrior.
They are the best.
On the battlefield, they bravely move forward and never retreat.
No matter how many wounds the enemy's swords and guns leave on their bodies, they will never feel the slightest fear. On the contrary, the pain in their bodies will stimulate their most primitive ferocity, making them more ferocious and cruel. When their sanity is completely lost, every bear man will become the coldest killing machine on the battlefield.
But at this moment, they were afraid.
Scared.
They are not afraid of dying heroically in the battle with the enemy, but they are afraid of disappearing silently like now.
They couldn't even get close to the enemy. When they charged to a certain distance, the dazzling golden light would quickly harvest all lives.
The army that was once well-organized is now in disarray.
The bear man in front hesitated, while the bear men behind him didn't know what was happening, and rushed forward all at once. Their fat bodies collided with each other and rolled into a ball, looking very miserable.
Veron was even more angry. He didn't expect that the elite troops he was so proud of would behave so embarrassingly. He kept roaring loudly, trying to restore the original order.
The other Guardians of Destiny also had gloomy expressions. Under the cover of a large number of bear warriors, they began to advance towards Ron's position, trying to find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
Only Lahado stood at the back, his face as pale as paper and his whole body trembling.
"when."
At this moment, a melodious bell suddenly rang.
The sound of the bell was so clear that even the bear man's roar was drowned out by the sound of the bell.
Lahado's body shook violently, as if he was finally awakened by the loud bell sound. His pupils, like those of an earthquake, looked in the direction where the bell sound came from, and soon a huge ancient bell appeared in front of Lahado.
The bell floated quietly above Ron's head.
The bell seemed to be carved out of stone and was grayish white in color.
But the sound of the bell has a distinct metallic quality.
Two rusty pointers were rotating slowly on the dial.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh..." When seeing the bell, Lahado seemed to have received some strong stimulation. He couldn't control himself and screamed desperately. His body even shook violently.
He didn't know what was going on. The bell looked tattered, as if it could be smashed into pieces with just a little force. But even so, when he saw the bell, he felt an unprecedented fear.
Lahado couldn't even describe what that feeling was like. He could only say that even when he had just become the Guardian of Destiny and had glimpsed the future of the orcs' demise, he had never been as scared as he was now.
That kind of fear directly penetrated his skin, his flesh and blood, and flowed directly into his soul, making his spirit seem as if it had fallen into the hardest and coldest black ice. Even in the Far North, he had never tasted such terrifying coldness.
“Run away…Run away…”
Lahado howled like a madman.
No one cared about the glory of the orcs or their bravery.
He knew that something terrible was about to happen. If he turned around and ran now, these 200,000... no, there were at most 150,000 elite bearmen left, perhaps a little bit of them could survive. If it was too late, it would be completely over.
Due to excessive excitement and exertion, Lahado's voice was sharp and hoarse.
It’s a pity that the scene was too chaotic.
No matter how hard Lahado screamed, few people could hear him.
His voice was almost immediately drowned out by the noise at the scene. Even though some of the bearmen around him could hear Lahado's warning, even though Lahado was the chief's guest of honor, these bearmen warriors would still obey the chief's orders more than Lahado, the winged man. They would move forward bravely before the chief gave the order to retreat.
It was this strict discipline that made these bear people lose the chance to escape.
Ding! Another melodious bell sounded in the sky.
Swish! When the sound passed over the ice, everything stopped instantly.
The hundreds of thousands of bearmen army suddenly became motionless, as if they were under a spell of immobilization.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Except for Lahado at the very end who was barely within the range of the bell, all other lives, even the remaining five guardians of destiny, stopped their actions.
They are like the most exquisite ice sculptures in the world, standing on the ice, so realistic that it makes people's heart flutter.
They are still alive, but they seem to be dead.
Finished.
Lahado's eyes went dark.
With a cry of grief in his heart, the gray-black wings could no longer support his body and he fell from mid-air.
Invisible fear enveloped Lahado's entire body. The strong feeling of fear even made him feel unbearable pain in his stomach. His intestines seemed to be tangled together. His body was hunched like a shrimp, curled up, twitching, and squirming.
He knew that the Bear People were doomed.
The next second, I saw the shorter pointer on the dial quickly begin to rotate clockwise.
The speed was a bit slow at the beginning.
But before long, the speed of the pointer's rotation began to gradually increase, becoming faster and faster, and in the end, it was like it had turned into the blades of a fan or the propeller of a helicopter, and there was only a hazy ring left on the dial.
Although he was extremely scared, Lahado still stubbornly and desperately raised his head with his eyes wide open. Even though his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshot, he still wanted to see how the bear people perished.
In the dim light, he seemed to see that from the ancient bell that looked like it could weather and disappear at any time, there seemed to be densely packed, countless tentacles extending out, and each tentacle was connected to a bear-man warrior.
The strange tentacles seemed to be absorbing something from these best warriors.
At the beginning, it was okay and there were no major abnormalities in these soldiers, but soon... maybe only a few seconds, changes began to appear.
The bright silver mane that the bear people were so proud of began to gradually lose its original luster and turned gray and dull.
The fat bodies of the bear people began to become thin.
The tight skin begins to relax.
Even the sharp claws and fangs seemed to have gradually lost their original coldness and turned pale.
Hundreds of thousands of elite bearmen warriors were rapidly aging while lying motionless.
Their vitality and their lifespan are being taken away at an extremely fast rate.
If this continues, it won't take long, perhaps just a few minutes, and all the bearmen warriors will slowly die of old age.
This is... the power of time.
One of the most mysterious and terrifying forces in the world.
In an instant, Lahado's scalp went numb. Who could have thought that Ron actually possessed such terrifying power.
No one knows how to use the power of time, and no one knows how to deal with it or how to defend against it. The moment the ancient bell appears, their death is already sealed.
Until this moment, Lahado finally realized what kind of existence he had provoked. Because of his momentary complacency, he personally pushed the bear people into a path of no return.
That bell sounded like a death knell! He regretted and despaired.
But unable to struggle.
Until a gray-black crystal fell from his arms to the ground.
That is... the crystal of the dead.
The Undead Crystal that Stores 100,000 Dead Souls! 10,000 Words (End of this Chapter)