Chapter 538 Partridge's Hope (Five Thousand)

Partridge also escaped.

Ron watched but did not stop Partridge's actions.

Although if Ron wanted to stop it, there was a 50% chance that he could keep Patrick, or at least would never let Patrick escape so easily, but Ron did not do so. For Ron now, Philomena's situation was the most important.

He had promised Archibald that Philomena would never be harmed.

Otherwise, once he and Patridge started fighting, the aftermath of the battle would be out of control and would accidentally affect Philomena. Moreover, the soul of that guy Benavid might not have escaped, but was lurking around cautiously.

Once his mind was distracted by Patridge and he had no time to care about Philomena, it was very likely that Benavid would take advantage of the opportunity.

Philomena now has no ability to resist Benavid taking over her body.

For Ron, saving Philomena is the most important thing, and other things can be put aside.

However, if this happened, Benavidez would escape, as would Patridge... It seemed that this dangerous battle would not bring him any benefit at all, but Ron was quite satisfied with the current result.

He found Philomena.

Moreover, he was facing Benavid, the god of death. It was already good enough to keep his life in front of a real god, not to mention that he had destroyed the body he had taken over and damaged Benavid's soul. If he continued to be greedy at this time, he would accidentally bring disaster upon himself.

As for Patridge, although I failed to kill him, but... this is normal.

This old guy is a saint after all.

This old monster has survived for nearly a thousand years despite the many operations of the repairman and the attacks of a large number of guardians of fate. No one knows how many means he has to save his life. How could he be the kind that can be killed easily?

At least through this battle, I have a better understanding of Patridge.

This guy Patrick is worthy of being called a sage. Although he is usually a little timid and will run away immediately when he encounters a stronger enemy, this guy's strength is really beyond doubt.

First of all, he had a fight with Philomena before, and he must have been injured to some extent.

Later, he hit himself with a club and his head was smashed into pieces.

The broken body was swallowed by Arriagius again.

But during the time that he, Philomena and Benavid had been fighting, Arriaius had not digested Patrich. You should know that Arriaius's digestive ability was very abnormal. Not to mention a person, even if a mountain entered Arriaius' stomach, it would take only a few minutes to digest it without leaving any residue.

This alone is enough to show that Patrick has many ways to save his life.

In the end, Patrich was able to break through Arriaius' skin and escape.

Even though Alecius is just a corpse now, it is still the corpse of the evil god. Being able to break the evil god's skin is enough to prove how terrifying Patrich's attack power is.

If he could change his character of running away at the slightest provocation, he would probably be a more terrifying enemy than Benavidez.

Ron didn't ask for too much, nor did he mind the coldness of the ice. He just sat beside Philomena, protecting her and buying her time to recover in peace.

He could sense that the danger was not completely over.

Although it was unclear where the enemy was hiding, he could vaguely feel that there seemed to be a pair of cold and cruel eyes silently watching him... and Philomena in a corner.

I don’t know how long this strange state lasted before it gradually dissipated.

…

Puff! A mouthful of old blood spurted out of Partridge's mouth.

This sage was already old.

He usually looks like he is dying, but now he looks even more terrifying, with a wrinkled face covered with gray and black spots.

That is, corpse spots.

If you get closer, you can even smell a faint stench coming from Patridge's body.

That is something that only appears on dying people, filled with the stench of decay.

Right on top of that messy head, there was a green hat...well, to be precise, it was an emerald green crown woven with countless green leaves and branches.

Blood spurted out, and the beard on the chin and the clothes on the chest were stained with scarlet. There seemed to be countless tiny worms in the blood, like dirty worms, crawling on their bodies.

This is the trace of pollution.

This time, Partridge was really dying.

During the past thousand years, Patridge had encountered all kinds of enemies, but because he had always been cautious, Patridge would never put himself in danger. It was precisely because of this extremely special and even criticized character that although Patridge had countless enemies, he had never encountered any truly fatal danger.

But this time, it's different.

Ron's sneak attack directly smashed his head, but it was just a small matter for Patrick.

For a demigod like Patridge, it only takes a few breaths to grow a new head.

However, after being swallowed by the strange white worm, Patridge truly knew what death was and what it felt like to be on the verge of death.

The space inside the body of that strange insect was extremely terrifying, it could almost accommodate an entire mountain.

When he entered the belly of the worm, he could immediately feel some mysterious power emerging from all directions. Those strange powers were like countless invisible threads, entangled with Patridge's body.

At that moment, Partridge was shaking with fear. He could feel that if he stayed in the worm's belly for any longer, his entire existence would be completely eliminated.

That strange power was melting his body, eroding his magic power, and destroying his soul.

He had never experienced such a strange thing. Patridge tried to struggle and tried to escape from the insect's belly, but he couldn't. Although the insect's skin looked extremely thin, it was extremely tough. Even if Patridge tried his best, he couldn't tear a small crack in the skin.

That’s not all. There is also extremely exaggerated pollution inside the insects’ stomachs.

This pollution is dozens of times more intense than the pollution area created by the evil god.

Even a demigod master like Patridge, if it were anyone else, would not be able to survive in the insect's stomach for more than a few seconds, and might turn into a madman before being completely digested by the insect.

Just this strong pollution made Patridge understand what kind of existence trapped him.

Evil god.

That is the real evil god.

Only an evil god who is more advanced than the evil spirit can release such terrible pollution.

Although Patridge could feel that this so-called evil god was just a pure corpse without any breath of life, Ron simply refined the corpse of the evil god into a terrifying holy relic.

But even this was enough to make Patridge despair.

That was the corpse of a true evil god. Ordinary creatures, even those at the Destruction Realm or Demigod Realm, would likely go crazy or even die if they came into contact with it. Yet, Ron actually had the ability to turn this thing into a holy relic.

In Patridge's mind, he almost immediately classified Ron as someone who should never be provoked. Not only Ron, but even those people around Ron whom he cared about were classified as people who should not be provoked. Given Ron's protective personality, if he really provoked the women around him, this guy would probably do everything he could to chase him down.

Life on the Dusk Continent was hard enough, and Partridge didn't want to add a terrifying enemy to his difficult life.

The fear of being on the verge of death made Patridge shudder, and he struggled desperately in the belly of the white worm.

But how could the evil god's skin be easily broken? No matter how hard Patridge struggled, it was useless. He could only feel his energy being consumed little by little in extreme fear. He knew that when all the energy in his body was consumed, he would die.

At that time, Partridge even despaired.

For thousands of years, even though he knew that there were beings like the repairman who were eyeing him, Patridge still tried to survive and never gave up hope. But in the belly of the white worm, when his energy was almost depleted, Patridge really wanted to give up.

However, if we were to ask who has the strongest desire to survive in the entire Dusk Continent, it would undoubtedly be Patridge.

This guy wants to live more than any other life, no matter what the cost.

Driven by a strong desire to survive, Patridge finally gave up everything.

Patridge has always had a special item in his hand, which is a powerful relic.

Crown of thorns.

This may be the longest-standing and most ancient holy relic on the Dusk Continent.

It is said that when the first Dusk King ascended the throne, the people of all races on the Dusk Continent collected leaves and branches from all the plants on the Dusk Continent and wove them into a symbol of supreme authority.

After the death of the first Twilight King, the Crown of Thorns should have been buried with the first Twilight King, but during the burial, it disappeared and has never appeared in the Twilight Continent since then.

Patridge was lucky. When he was fleeing in the Dusk Continent... no, traveling, he discovered the Crown of Thorns in a mountain stream in a primeval jungle.

After obtaining the Crown of Thorns, Patridge spent a long time studying it and finally gradually figured out the effect of the Crown of Thorns. Simply put, after wearing the Crown of Thorns, there is no kingly aura that can make all quarters submit to him, but if one sacrifices one's own soul, one can briefly gain the power of the first Dusk King from the Crown of Thorns.

That was the first Twilight King, who single-handedly created the Twilight Dynasty that lasted for tens of thousands of years.

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It is hard to imagine how strong that strength is.

Patridge had not experienced the era of the Twilight Dynasty, but he had some guesses about the situation of that era. In Patridge's opinion, among the many Twilight Kings of the Twilight Dynasty, there must have been beings comparable to gods.

At the very least, the power of the last Twilight King should not be much inferior to that of a god.

As the founder of the Twilight Dynasty, the first Twilight King is probably even more powerful.

If he could obtain the power of the first Dusk King, even if it was only temporary, it would definitely be enough to deal with all kinds of dangers on his own. That's why Patridge has always regarded the Crown of Thorns as a means of saving his life.

It's just because Patridge has always been cautious in his actions and tries not to take risks. In addition, in order to activate the crown of thorns, he must sacrifice part of his soul, so Patridge has never used the power of the crown of thorns.

That is, when he felt death getting closer and closer in the belly of the white worm and saw no hope no matter how hard he struggled, Patridge finally used the power of the crown of thorns.

After the soul sacrifice, Patridge could immediately and clearly feel an unprecedentedly powerful force being infused into his body.

At that moment, Patridge even felt that he had turned into a giant standing tall and upright, a king high above all others.

That kind of majesty, that kind of spirit.

Even Patridge's soul felt like crawling on the ground and trembling.

Unparalleled, looking down on the world.

This is the first generation of Twilight King.

He is the first and most supreme king of Dusk Continent.

Partridge's soul was stimulated like never before, but he didn't even have time to experience the feeling. He knew that his time was extremely short and there was no money to waste.

He tried his best to suppress the urge to immerse himself in that feeling, and then with the help of the power of the first Dusk King, he tore open Alecius' skin, and then with the help of the remaining power, he escaped at a speed several times faster than before.

It was only at this point that Partridge finally stopped.

The power in his body that originally belonged to the last Dusk King had already burned out.

That was really a very short period of time, perhaps only a few dozen seconds, but for Patridge, even if it meant sacrificing a part of his soul, it was quite worth it.

The power of the First Dusk King was so strong that the evil god's skin, which he could not break no matter how hard he struggled, was as vulnerable as tofu dregs in front of the First Dusk King.

That is to say, although Patridge was affected by the will of the first Dusk King, his timid nature still prevailed. Otherwise, he might even use these ten seconds of power to attack Ron and Philomena recklessly.

But no matter what, he survived.

For Patridge, staying alive is the most important thing after all. After all, once he dies, everything will be gone.

But the real benefits are far more than just surviving.

Obviously, he had suffered very serious injuries, and his soul was still causing him waves of sharp pain, reminding Patridge that his soul was now just a broken soul. However, Patridge seemed to be unable to feel any pain at all. There was even a strange, neurotic smile on his wrinkled, pale and haggard face.

He reached out and took off the crown of thorns.

My fingers stroke the green buds on the crown, feeling the stimulation of the thorns on the crown.

Slowly, his breathing became rapid.

His eyes began to turn crazy, as if there were scarlet flames burning in them.

That is greed, that is desire.

That is a desperate expectation.

Ron and Philomena only knew that Patridge was a master in the demigod realm, but they were not sure what position he was in. After all, neither of them had ever entered the demigod realm.

But Partridge was well aware of his situation.

His realm is only the early stage of demigod.

That’s right, he has just stepped into the realm of demigod.

The moment Partridge made public the texts taught to him by Archibald and the new magical techniques, the moment Partridge finally gained the title of saint, he received the gift of the repairman.

He completely replaced Archibald's existence, and then the shackles on his body were opened at that moment. He successfully became a powerful man in the realm of destruction, and then stepped into the realm of demigod.

But after becoming a demigod, Patridge seemed to be stuck in some kind of quagmire. No matter how hard he practiced, his strength did not improve at all.

Patrick also tried every possible way to search for all kinds of rare treasures and elixirs, but none of them had any effect.

Once upon a time, Patridge thought that he might be trapped in the early stage of demigod realm for the rest of his life. He was afraid that the illusory realm of God would never be touched.

But this time, Patridge noticed something was wrong with himself.

When he wore the Crown of Thorns before, the will of the First Twilight King seemed to have a brief fusion with his own consciousness, and the spirit of the First Twilight King also brought Patridge a new understanding.

Although that was an extremely short period of time, when he stopped now, Patridge felt that his realm had shown signs of loosening a little.

At this moment, Patridge even had the urge to burst into tears.

More than nine hundred years... more than nine hundred years.

Does anyone know how he managed to survive these nine hundred years?

Every day he watched as his strength did not improve at all, while those who wanted to kill him became stronger and stronger. Now there was even an opponent like Ron. It would be a lie for Patrick to say that he was not tormented.

I didn't expect that after comprehending the will of the first Dusk King, I would actually be able to improve.

At this moment, Patridge was extremely upset. If he had known this would happen, he should have realized it for a few more seconds. Perhaps he could have gained greater benefits.

With heavy breathing, Patridge's gaze fell on the crown of thorns again, and there seemed to be a blazing flame burning in his eyes.

He saw hope and he wanted to grasp it.

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