Chapter 532: Devouring the Sages Alive (Six Thousand)

Patridge is still running away, running desperately.

At this moment, Patridge was extremely annoyed. He even doubted what was wrong with him. He knew that Philomena's strength could pose a threat to him, but he was still affected by hatred and gave up his persistence. He followed Philomena and tried to find a chance to kill Archibald's biological daughter.

He must have been crazy at the time, otherwise he would never have made such a stupid decision.

Patridge knew very well that he was not the kind of person who cared much about dignity. Even if he met his enemy, even if the enemy's strength might be weaker than his own, it was not shameful to run away. A short retreat was for a better life on the Dusk Continent.

He knew how many people in the Dusk Continent wanted to kill him.

Ron, the guardian of destiny, the members of the Andre family, and other tools arranged by the repairman...

That's right, so no matter what Patridge does, he will think carefully and never allow himself to be seriously injured. He knows that once he is seriously injured, those who want to kill him will pounce on him like a group of jackals and tear him to pieces.

Even if he hated Archibald, even if Philomena was Archibald's biological daughter, he would never go against his own principles.

Patridge seriously suspected that his consciousness at that time must have been disturbed by some force, which was why he made such an irrational move. This kind of thing had happened before. The so-called repairman in heaven had countless shameless means.

As a result, Philomena was ambushed by him, but he failed to kill her as he wished. On the contrary, he directly ignited Philomena's anger, making Philomena completely fall into a state of rage, and chased him all the way to death.

If only there wasn't that six-winged fallen angel, even if Philomena could have survived by other means, the evil spirit would have entangled her. Now, this crazy woman Philomena has put all her attention on herself.

Especially the power that could directly hurt the soul, which directly traumatized Patridge's soul. Patridge definitely didn't want to be hit a second time.

He fled desperately all the way.

However, even though he was very strong, the contaminated area still had a certain impact on him, and his speed was far less than normal.

Unfortunately, with the dual blessing of the Law of Rage and the Law of Regeneration, Philomena's strength was not much inferior to his own. In addition, the mercury lamp floating above the woman's head, although the light was weak, could completely block the pollution from eroding Philomena. As a result, Philomena's speed was almost the same as his own.

That's not all. He also used various means along the way, such as sending out several clones and creating several phantoms to try to confuse Philomena. He thought that Philomena was in a violent state and unconscious, and would definitely be confused by the clones and phantoms. As long as he could delay Philomena a little, even for only one second, it would be enough for Patrick to create a distance of a thousand meters between the two sides.

Then, if he used a little trick, he would be able to make his existence completely disappear from Philomena's sight.

But who would have thought that Philomena didn't even look at those clones and phantoms, and kept biting herself.

He tried to hide in the void again, but that void was immediately attacked by Philomena.

He once created a large area of ​​thick black fog, trying to use darkness to block Philomena's vision, but the darkness could not block Philomena's perception. The direction in which this crazy woman was chasing him did not deviate at all.

Along the way, Patridge used at least dozens of methods to save his life and confuse the opponent, but all were in vain. Philomena was like a sticky piece of taffy that could not be shaken off.

hateful.

This crazy woman.

Patridge didn't know how many times he had cursed Philomena. It was the first time he had seen such a persistent madman. Now he was afraid that he could only rely on the power of the bear people. He hoped that those brainless bear people could be a little more powerful and give him a few seconds of opportunity.

As for how many lives the bear people will lose and whether they will be exterminated, this is not something Patridge needs to consider.

His spiritual consciousness sensed Philomena behind him, but his eyes casually glanced ahead. The pollution in this area had become lighter, and it looked like it wouldn't take long to leave the polluted area. The bear people were not too far away from here, so whether he could survive depended on this wave.

Ding! Just as Partridge was imagining the future, a melodious bell suddenly rang.

As soon as the familiar voice entered his ears and soul, Patridge, who had been focusing on what was behind him, suddenly changed his expression and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes.

He thought to himself that something was wrong, but it was too late when he wanted to react.

Patridge, who was originally flying at a very high speed, performed an emergency brake in mid-air. His body immediately stopped in mid-air and remained motionless, maintaining his original posture without any change.

Only his eyes could still move, observing everything that was happening in front of him.

Only consciousness can still think normally.

In that instant, his control over his body was completely taken away.

This is where time stands still.

The power of the law of time.

It's Ron.

When the name Ron suddenly appeared in Partridge's mind, Partridge knew that he was really unlucky this time. He never thought that he had already fled to the orc territory, but Ron could still chase him all the way up. Is this guy the reincarnation of a honey badger? How could he bear grudges?

Patrich could feel more clearly that this time the constraint of time standing still on him was stronger than when he was in the underground palace of the Spang Theocracy before.

He tried desperately to regain consciousness, but it was of no use.

Then, Patrich saw a figure slowly emerging in the void in front of him. Who else could it be but Ron? This guy had a warm, spring-like smile on his face, but in his hand he held a very hard and heavy magic wand.

Ron has broken through the realm of destruction.

Shameless.

How can there be such a shameless guy in this world?

He was already a master of the Destruction Realm, yet he was still shameless and had no moral principles to sneak attack from the dark? Did he really not care about the dignity of a master at all? Of course, when Patridge thought about this in his heart, he completely forgot the means he used to sneak attack Philomena.

Ron was not the kind of talkative villain who would waste the advantage he had worked so hard to get. As soon as he appeared, he didn't stop at all, swung the Eye of the Dragon in his hand, and smashed it towards Patrick's head.

eighty!

The weight of the Dragon God's Eye is comparable to that of a mountain.

Coupled with Ron's strength, the destructive power of this hammer... no, this staff is truly unparalleled.

Patridge widened his eyes. He wanted to dodge, and his consciousness was struggling with all his might, but he couldn't do it for the moment. He could only watch the Eye of the Dragon God falling down, and then... Baji.

The head is broken.

It's like a watermelon being hit hard by a hammer.

The red and thick white filth instantly splattered everywhere.

This scene even surprised Ron. Normally, the physical strength of a demigod should be quite strong. Although his attack just now could be said to be extremely powerful, it was still a bit scary to be able to smash the head of a demigod so easily.

Ron's original plan was to smash Patridge's head and make him dizzy.

This is Ron judging others by himself.

Since he first entered the world of cultivation, Ron's physical strength has been far beyond that of those at the same level. Even those practitioners at a higher level than Ron often have a huge gap in physical strength compared to him.

Especially after Ron began to absorb dragon crystals and possessed the ability to become half-dragon, his physical strength soared once again.

He had become accustomed to this and subconsciously thought that other practitioners were like him, but he forgot that not every practitioner paid as much attention to the strength of the physical body as he did.

In fact, most of the practitioners in the Dusk Continent have no interest in strengthening their physical bodies. Their only requirement for their physical bodies is that they can withstand their current magic power. Everything is based on magic power, and they will not waste precious time on their physical bodies.

That's right. So even though Patridge is already a demigod master, his physical strength is slightly inferior to Ron's. In addition, the Dragon God's Eye itself is made of a special material, so it naturally cannot withstand Ron's full-strength attack.

Since Partridge became a saint, no matter what kind of danger he had encountered, this was the first time he suffered such a serious injury.

Poor guy, his entire head was completely shattered, and the stuff inside his head was splattered everywhere like broken watermelon pulp. Everywhere you looked was a mess, and there was blood gushing out of his neck, looking so miserable.

But no matter what, Patridge is a demigod after all.

Demigods cannot be insulted! A broken head is not a fatal injury to a demigod.

Time standing still could not control Patridge for too long. At the same time that Ron smashed Patridge's head, dense granulations on Patridge's neck began to grow rapidly. The sticky sound and bloody scene made Ron's scalp tingle.

However, Ron had obviously anticipated this situation and was not surprised at all. Instead, he snapped his fingers, and the clock of time above his head rang melodiously again.

Only this time, time didn't stand still.

Although the power of time stop is very strong, Ron is not able to use it continuously on the same target at his current level.

This time, time slowed down.

Although the effect of time slowing down is not as overbearing as time stopping, it can last significantly longer.

As the bell rang, Patrick's body, which had just been about to become active, suddenly became extremely sluggish. Even the growth rate of the dense granulation tissue on his neck slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A sneer appeared on Ron's lips. He spread out his right hand, and the holy relic made from Alexius's corpse immediately appeared in his palm.

At this moment, Ron had two choices.

The first is to use the law of destruction to completely destroy Patridge's body.

The second is to use the holy relic Alecia to devour Patrich.

After a brief thought, Ron directly chose the second option.

Although it is easy for the Law of Destruction to destroy Patridge's body, this kind of injury is not fatal to a being like Patridge. Moreover, without the restraint of the physical body, it is a mystery how much effect the power of the Law of Time can have on Patridge.

Ron has tried it himself, and the abilities of time stopping and time slowing down are most effective on real beings, that is, beings with physical bodies.

However, for ghosts, dead souls and the like, the effects they can produce will be discounted.

On the contrary, the effect of Arriaius' corpse is obviously better. As an evil god, even the weakest evil god, the corpse he left behind still has extremely exaggerated power. The power of devouring can not only devour real matter, but even the soul will be gradually consumed.

As soon as Arriaius' body appeared, it immediately began to swell at an extremely fast speed. In a short period of time, it turned into a huge monster with its mouth open. A strong suction force came out of the mouth of Arriaius' body.

All I heard was a whoosh, as if a strong wind was sweeping past.

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

The remains of Patrich in front of him, along with his soul, were directly swallowed by the corpse of Arriaius.

Even a lot of the surrounding pollution was absorbed, and for a moment the surrounding area actually regained a brief period of clarity.

Looking at the empty space ahead, Ron's expression looked a little strange.

It always feels like things are solved too easily.

He is a saint, a living demigod.

Although it was a sneak attack, Ron had already prepared for a protracted war. He didn't expect that it would be resolved so easily in the end. It was like a dream and it was hard to believe.

Alecius's body was still suspended in mid-air, and Ron could even see his abdomen bulging. He knew that Alecius's body was digesting Patrich in his abdomen.

Perhaps Patrich has fully awakened, and even his broken body has returned to normal, but breaking through the blockade of Alecius's corpse is not an easy task. Even with the strength of a demigod, he does not have the ability to break through the limbs of a real evil god.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Ron could even vaguely feel some kind of suppressed roar and impact, which spread in waves with the frequency of the swelling of Alecius's body.

It seems that the battle inside must be very fierce, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to determine the winner in a short time.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but from the moment Patrick showed up to the moment Ron hit him with a club, only a short moment had passed.

Ron finally looked in the direction where Patridge was flying from, and soon, another figure appeared in the thick fog.

That figure, like a red flame, like a meteor across the night sky, was quite obvious even in the polluted area. She was emitting a strong red light. She had beautiful long ice-blue hair, but there were spots of scarlet on her hair.

She was a petite girl.

Really small and cute.

She was probably only about 1.45 meters tall, with ice-blue hair almost as long as her body, like an exquisite porcelain doll.

But he was wearing a thick and heavy black armor that was obviously inappropriate for the time period, which made his small body look bloated and somewhat funny.

There seemed to be flames burning in those same ice-blue eyes, and his body was filled with a fierce and cruel aura. Although he was very small, he looked like a mad beast, very ferocious and fierce.

In a pair of small hands, there was a huge, dark red sickle, and there was also a scarlet mist lingering on the sickle. On the top of the head, there was a silver-white thing like an oil lamp, flashing a strange white light.

Could it be that this little girl was the one who had been chasing Patrick?

If it weren't for the overwhelming aura emanating from this girl, Ron would have found it hard to believe that this little girl had such terrifying strength.

Ron couldn't help but feel a little curious about the girl and looked her up and down.

Come to think of it, Bai Yuan had told me before that the girl named Philomena, who was suspected to be the daughter of a blasphemer, was petite but insisted on wearing heavy armor.

Could it be that the girl in front of him is Archibald's daughter, the person he wants to save?

For the first time, Ron began to doubt Archibald's ability to calculate. Did the girl in front of him really need someone to save her? If what he just saw was not an illusion, then this girl must have been chasing after Partridge? While Ron was observing Philomena, Philomena was also watching Ron.

Partridge had miscalculated.

In the violent state, Philomena would indeed be in a negative state of unconsciousness, but she would not completely lose her mind. At least in the depths of Philomena's consciousness, she maintained a trace of clarity from beginning to end. Anger and murderous intent were only a means to stimulate fighting power. Philomena would not let herself be stimulated by murderous intent and completely lose control.

Of course, it is not easy to get out of the violent state.

Philomena was staring at Ron, and Ron could clearly see the frantic struggle in Philomena's eyes. She did not launch an attack rashly, but was desperately suppressing the impulse deep in her heart.

This was a very long process. Only after a long time had passed did the murderous intent in Philomena's eyes gradually subside, and the evil spirit that had been violently surging in her body gradually calmed down.

After a long while, Philomena let out a long breath and finally regained her consciousness.

The powerful aura that was originally catching up with Patrick gradually weakened, and finally remained at the same level as Ron, but a level higher than Ron.

This is a powerful person at the peak of the Destruction Realm, but under the stimulation of certain special means, he can exert strength close to or even reach the Demigod Realm. Ron quickly determined Philomena's situation.

Philomena's big ice-blue eyes looked at Ron in surprise. He was at the early stage of the destruction realm, but like herself, he possessed certain special means, which could stimulate him to exert the destructive power of the late stage of the destruction realm.

Moreover, this man not only looked very young, Philomena could even feel that his real age was definitely not too old. He did not have the special temperament that only old monsters who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years had.

At such a young age, he has such strength. It is no exaggeration to say that his talent is amazing.

Thinking back, I was once called a genius that only appears once in a thousand years in the Dusk Continent by my father. However, when I was this man's age, I definitely did not have such strength. His talent is better than mine.

But no matter how talented this man is, his realm is here.

There was no way he could be a match for that old demigod.

But Philomena saw it very clearly. It was this man who suddenly appeared from the void, smashed the old man's head with a stick, and then summoned a strange giant worm, which swallowed the old man in one bite.

How did he do it? Especially the giant worm. Even though Philomena was in a violent state before, the moment the giant worm was summoned, Philomena still felt an instinctive fear and her soul was trembling.

She pursed her lips and looked at the huge bug behind Ron, but after just one glance, Philomena immediately looked away.

She didn't dare to look at it any longer. When she looked at the white worm, she even had the illusion that her soul was about to sink into it, and goose bumps immediately appeared on her body.

This white worm can release such pressure that it can even devour a demigod old man. Even now, although the demigod old man is still struggling in the worm's belly, he is obviously unable to break out. This alone shows that this worm is at least a demigod.

Exhaling again, Philomena barely suppressed the shock in her heart, and bowed to Ron opposite her, saying, "Thank you for your help, sir. May I know your name?"

This gratitude is not false.

Family members know their own business. Even though she seemed very arrogant as she chased the old man in the demigod realm all the way, she was actually at the end of her strength and it was impossible for her to continue using the law of violence.

She had been ready to give up for a long time, but her chaotic and violent consciousness prevented her from stopping.

If it weren't for this mysterious young man who suddenly took action, launched a sneak attack, intercepted, and controlled the old man, I'm afraid the old man would have escaped long ago.

Ron smiled and said, "I'm Ron."

Ron?

Philomena's expression looked a little strange. She felt as if she had heard this name somewhere before. It was inexplicably familiar.

After a few seconds, Philomena slapped her head and finally remembered. Wasn't that her partner that Bai Yuan often mentioned?

Originally, I thought Bai Yuan was innocent and was deceived by the sweet words of a human pretty boy. Now it seems that he is indeed a very outstanding man. Bai Yuan is lucky to find such a man to entrust her life to.

"Excuse me, is this lady Philomena?" Ron continued to ask.

Philomena was stunned for a moment, but soon she was relieved. Since Ron could appear here, he must have seen Bai Yuan, so it was normal for him to know her identity.

She was about to nod in response, but Ron immediately said, "Ahem, actually, if we count by seniority, I should be considered your uncle!"

Philomena: ??? 　Chapter 1 　　 　 (End of this chapter)