Chapter 547 The Wrath of the Dawn Goddess (Six Thousand)
Avatar, the wrath of the goddess of dawn.
It is precisely because he needs to use this powerful magical power that Ron needs Niafu and Philomena to buy time for himself.
In Ostara's fragments, there are a total of three kinds of magical powers recorded, one for protection, one for assistance, and one for destruction. The Phantom of the Goddess of Dawn is a protective type of magical power. While it can provide the user with protection comparable to absolute defense, it also comes with the ability to restrain all kinds of evil pollution.
The wrath of the Dawn Goddess is the most murderous and destructive magical power among them.
The Goddess of Dawn brings more than just warmth.
You know, according to the records in the Pantheon, the Dawn Goddess is ranked second among the 999 gods. Her strength far exceeds that of ordinary gods. It is even said that after the fall of the Dusk Dynasty, it was the Dawn Goddess Ostara who was the first to be born with spiritual intelligence.
During the first and second wars of the gods, the goddess of dawn, Ostara, was also the leader.
When the Dawn Goddess is angry, she can also bring about monstrous destruction.
The Dawn Goddess's Wrath was a magical power that consumed a lot of energy on the body. Even with Ron's strength, it was difficult for him to perform this move. His face looked more serious than ever before, his eyes were full of solemnity, his eyes were lowered, and his lips moved quickly.
Indistinctly, there seemed to be a faint sound coming out of Ron's mouth quickly.
He seemed to be praying for something.
There seemed to be a hazy white light flickering above his body, which was almost merged with the projection of the Goddess of Dawn behind him.
Suddenly, Ron's eyes finally opened, and a silver light flashed in his pupils:
“God said, Let there be light!”
Ron hummed.
The projection of the Goddess of Dawn behind him trembled her slender fingers slightly, and the sky covered by darkness began to light up.
In an instant, the darkness disappeared.
The long sword in the hands of the Goddess of Dawn seemed to turn into a rising sun in an instant. Countless dazzling white lights instantly burst out from the sword. It was impossible to tell how numerous the sword lights were. The so-called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Their Origin was nothing more than this.
Even Niafu and Philomena could clearly feel the power contained in this magical power. For a split second, they could only see sharp sword lights whizzing past their eyes.
Covering the whole sky and blocking out the sun.
The polluted areas and dark areas created by the evil spirits were cut into pieces by the sword lights, and there were broken cracks everywhere.
The sword light was as dense as rain.
They circled in mid-air, entangled with each other as if they were spiritual beings.
Although the sword lights had not yet launched an attack, the evil spirit Cassio seemed to have instinctively sensed the threat and subconsciously squirmed the remaining tentacles in an attempt to block the rain of swords.
Even the Scarlet Knights were dispatched by Cassio.
All living things have an instinctive fear of death, and Cassio is no exception. Even though Cassio will be reborn after death and even become more powerful, Cassio does not want to die for no reason.
At this moment, the sword rain seemed to have received some kind of order. The next moment, all the sword rains suddenly flew towards the sky together. In an instant, it seemed as if a waterfall had appeared in the sky, and it seemed as if a Milky Way had appeared.
The sword lights began to stay at the predetermined positions, and in a short moment, a huge mystical magic array was formed in the sky above. The position where each sword light stayed was extremely sophisticated, and when they gathered together, they formed a huge and complex pattern.
At this moment, if there were a god nearby, he would definitely be able to recognize the meaning of this pattern.
That is, the ancestral character!
It is the first language born on the Dusk Continent.
And what this text means is... kill!
Just as the killing formation constructed with the ancestral characters appeared, the next moment, all the sword lights suddenly became brighter, followed by the sound of buzzing in the air, and dense sword rain carrying the ancestral killing characters fell from the sky.
There was a long trail of light behind the sword, like a dazzling flame.
At that moment, the sword light almost became the only thing between heaven and earth.
Even a powerful being like the evil spirit Cassio instinctively felt fear under the rain of swords. A sharp and fearful howl emanated from his oval body, and the remaining tentacles quickly coiled above his head, trying to use the tentacles to block the rain of swords.
But how could the anger of the Dawn Goddess be so easily blocked? Even though Ron's realm was insufficient, it could even be said that he was far from being able to release his magical powers.
Even though the energy in Ron's body has been almost completely drained by the wrath of the Goddess of Dawn, when the wrath of the Goddess of Dawn is officially displayed, it only represents destruction.
An invisible wind seemed to be blowing between heaven and earth.
The sword light was falling faster and faster.
Before the sword rain even fell on Cassio's body, Cassio's soul could immediately feel countless holiness, love, compassion, and even punishment, judgment and other different thoughts pouring into his soul.
Cassio is an evil spirit. Although he has a soul, it has always been crazy and chaotic. At this moment, Cassio's soul has become even more chaotic. On the oval body, there are even strange faces of surprise, panic, anger, or madness. In an instant, the body that is like a mountain is almost submerged by countless human faces.
There are countless faces intertwined, overlapping and hazy.
At first glance, they are so densely packed that one's scalp almost splits and one's whole body is covered with goose bumps. One has no idea how many faces there are, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or more?
These human faces are all lives that were killed by Cassio thousands of years ago. Their souls were all absorbed into Cassio's body and almost merged with Cassio's soul. On a normal day, they are indistinguishable from each other and are just part of this chaos.
These devoured souls are also one of the reasons why Cassio becomes more and more powerful.
The law of rebirth that Cassio mastered was not a simple law of rebirth. In fact, Cassio used the process of his own death and rebirth to completely integrate the souls of those he had killed and swallowed earlier into his own soul.
Every process of death and rebirth is actually a process of fusion and digestion.
But now, these souls seemed to have been strongly stimulated by something. They were struggling and squirming desperately in Cassio's soul, as if trying to break free from Cassio's restraints. Even the outlines of Cassio's facial features were forced to appear on his thick skin.
Those countless human faces opened their mouths desperately and made the most miserable and shrill sounds.
The strange sounds mixed together, like waves, instantly sweeping around. Philomena, who had just dealt with a scarlet knight in front of her, changed her expression slightly, pointed her toes, and suddenly stepped back.
Just as Philomena stepped back, the large and small ice blocks in front of her were instantly crushed into fine powder by the impact of the sound waves.
In the sky, Niafu's face flashed, and her body instantly disappeared from mid-air. When she appeared again, she was already in front of Ron. Facing Ron, the pair of wings behind her instantly bent forward and wrapped Ron's body in her arms.
But Niafu could see how weak her master was after using such a magical power.
If it were a normal day, Ron would not take this level of attack seriously. Even if he took it head-on, there might be some problems, but if he wanted to dodge it, there would be no surprises. But now Ron has been almost drained of energy and doesn't even have the ability to dodge.
call.
The violent impact hit Niafu's back.
Pieces of pitch-black feathers were quickly swept into the air.
But it's not a big problem. Niafu's feathers regenerate incredibly quickly, so there's no need to worry about her wings becoming bald.
At the same time, the light of the sword rain in the sky became stronger and stronger. The speed of the falling sword rain was not very fast, but each sword light seemed to contain endless power comparable to that of a mountain. When the sword light fell, there was a crackling sound in the air, and the space seemed to be collapsing.
Through the gradually collapsing space, one could even see red, blue, green, and various other lights flashing outside the space through those cracks. Those strange lights gathered together and formed a torrent, as if they wanted to penetrate into this world through the cracks.
But unfortunately, the cracks in space were too small, and those strange light balls were ultimately unable to break through the blockade and enter this world completely.
At the same time, even though the rain of swords had not yet fallen on the evil spirit Cassio, Cassio had already felt an unprecedented terrifying pressure. That feeling was even more terrifying than when he faced the God of Wilderness thousands of years ago.
He couldn't bear it and let out bursts of grief.
Several tentacles that were entangled in mid-air trying to resist the sword rain could not withstand the increasingly powerful pressure. With a loud bang, they smashed heavily to the ground, wriggling slowly like a half-dead python.
The sword light dropped a few more meters.
The light expanded, and the light released from the dense sword rain even intertwined together to form a large net.
The pressure released from Zu Wen's killing sword formation suddenly surged.
With a loud bang, the ice surface began to shake violently.
Not to mention the tentacles, even Cassio's oval-shaped body could not withstand the increasingly powerful pressure from Zu Wen's killing sword formation. It smashed into the ice like a collapsed mountain, causing large pieces of fine ice chips.
The main body and its tentacles were all stuck to the ice, without even the ability to squirm or scream.
Unlike the swift and vigorous scene imagined, this was a very slow process, and the rain of swords dropped several meters.
The pressure from Zu Wen's killing sword formation also became stronger again.
puff.
Cassio's tentacles finally reached their limit. Under the pressure that was dozens of times the initial level, the tentacles completely exploded, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
With Cassio's body as the center, the area within a radius of several hundred meters was dyed a dark red.
A strong fishy smell spread in all directions along with the cold wind.
Cassio's body seemed to want to struggle in his death throes, but at this time, this strongest evil spirit couldn't even struggle, and his body finally exploded with a "bang".
A large amount of liquid suddenly rushed in all directions.
Seeing that scene, Ron's lips couldn't help but tremble slightly. My goodness, so this evil spirit's brain is filled with water?
Cassio, dead.
He died before he even could wait for Zu Wen's killing sword formation to unleash its full power.
However, Zu Wen's killing sword formation was still falling.
For a being like the Dawn Goddess Ostara, it would be no problem for her to use this power and she could control it freely, but it was obvious that Ron was not able to fully control this magical power. Once it was thrown out, Ron could not take it back whenever he wanted.
After Cassio's death, the power of Zu Wen's killing sword formation could only be borne by the ice layer below.
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There was only a loud rumbling sound, and the hard ice began to collapse wildly.
In just a short moment, the ice layer was instantly pressed into a huge hole by the extremely terrifying pressure. That was not all. Gray-black traces also floated out from the ruins.
These strange traces, bathed in the sword light, gradually decomposed and turned into little bits of light that dissipated in the sky.
Ron knew that those were the souls that had been devoured and absorbed by Cassio before. At this moment, when Cassio died, they finally broke free from Cassio's restraints. These souls, which had already been polluted to the extreme, vanished under the purification of the dawn and completely disappeared from this world.
However, during this process, there was no sign of struggle or screaming. The densely packed souls seemed to be actively welcoming the dawn, and even though they knew it was like moths to a flame, they still continued to move forward.
Seeing that scene, Ron felt depressed and filled with an inexplicable sadness.
He knew that they were the souls of hundreds of thousands of lives killed by Cassio thousands of years ago.
These hundreds of thousands of souls will completely disappear today, but for these souls, this may be a good thing. At least from now on they will no longer have to stay in Cassio's body and endure the torture of pollution and erosion that will never end.
The anger of the Dawn Goddess is anger to Cassio, but it is salvation to these souls who have been lost for thousands of years.
Bai Lan was hundreds of meters away, quietly watching the battle between Ron, Niafu, Philomena and Cassio. She saw with her own eyes how the powerful evil god Cassio disappeared under the sword formation.
I saw with my own eyes the thick ice layer being pierced through, and even the sea water couldn't withstand the pressure and rushed out through the huge hole, and then was quickly frozen again.
No one knows how thick the glacier is, but it should be thousands of meters thick, right? The closer you get to the depths, the stronger the ice becomes. Even if you attack with all your strength, it is difficult to cause any damage to the ice. How powerful was the destructive power of the sword array that fell before to penetrate this thousands of meters thick layer of black ice?
Bai Lan looked at Niafu silently. The strength of the six-winged fallen angel was self-evident. Before, it was Niafu who stopped the evil spirits time and time again and destroyed them.
Her gaze silently turned to Philomena beside her.
Even though Miss Philomina's strength is not as good as Niafu's, she is at least qualified to participate in this level of conflict. At the very least, Philomina can destroy those powerful Scarlet Knights and stop one of the evil spirit's tentacles.
Finally, Bai Lan looked at Ron again, with a complex expression in her eyes.
She knew that this man was mysterious and powerful, but she never expected Ron to be so powerful.
Everyone was fighting the evil spirits, but I, who should have been at the front, could only hide quietly at the back.
burden.
She didn't want to, but these two words appeared in her mind uncontrollably.
Bai Lan knew that if he could successfully kill the evil spirit and resolve the crisis of the orcs, that would be the best result no matter what the process was. However, the strong feeling of powerlessness deep in his heart ultimately tormented Bai Lan.
Once upon a time, Bai Lan was proud of his own strength.
Although her power was insignificant in front of the evil spirits, she was definitely at the top of the pyramid among all other creatures except the dragon clan. But now Bai Lan helplessly discovered that her strength was completely not enough in front of these real strong men.
She was not jealous, but she couldn't help but envy him.
If...if only I could possess such power.
If only I could be as strong as Ron and Philomena, I could fight alongside them and protect the orcs.
As he watched, Bai Lan couldn't help but feel a little bit of desire in his heart, a desire for power.
"Do you crave power?"
Suddenly, Bai Lan felt a soft voice coming from her ears.
Bai Lan took a breath slowly. She felt that she might be suffering from hysteria, so she had some illusions.
After all, this is normal.
No matter who it is, staying in the contaminated area created by evil spirits for such a long time, there will be some problems in the brain, right? "Do you desire power?"
That mysterious voice came again.
Bai Lan's body trembled violently, and her expression suddenly became extremely strange. This time the voice was clearer than before, and it was definitely not an auditory hallucination. She could even feel the owner of the voice, and the air he exhaled when he spoke hit her furry ears.
That was... a woman's voice.
The voice seemed soft yet sharp.
Bai Lan's ears trembled rapidly, and her sight quickly turned to Ron and others in front of her. Ron, Niafu and Philomena were near the big pit on the ice, watching the scene of the evil spirit's death, as if they were guarding against the evil spirit's resurrection again.
It seemed as if none of them heard the mysterious voice.
Gulp.
Bai Lan's mind moved and he swallowed silently. Only he could hear this mysterious voice.
Her long eyelashes flickered quickly. As a practitioner with decent strength, Bai Lan was very clear about some of the practitioners' taboos, for example, don't spy on the starry sky easily, don't look directly at gods, etc.
Of course, the most important thing is... never be tempted by the whispers in your ears.
Indescribable mumbling is often the source that leads practitioners to madness.
Usually only some kind of evil existence will release such bewitching whispers. Once you hear this kind of sound, you must never try to explore the source of the sound, let alone try to understand or feel the whispers. The best choice is to put down everything you are doing and enter the cathedral of any of the seven orthodox religions as quickly as possible. Only in the cathedral can you get shelter.
Only the holy churches of the seven orthodox religions can block out these mysterious whispers.
If you are lucky, the being that is mumbling is not deliberately looking at you, but just casts its gaze on you inadvertently. Then, after hiding in the temple for a few years, the other party may lose interest in you, and you can get rid of the trouble of the mumbling.
If you are unlucky and are really targeted by some kind of existence, you will have to stay in the temple from now on, provided that the church's top leaders allow you to do so.
All in all, hearing mysterious whispers is definitely not a good thing.
Bai Lan never thought that such a thing would happen to her. Could it be that she was more sensitive to the sound of whispers because of the long-term pollution? With her little hand raised, Bai Lan tried to call out to Ron.
She is not that kind of fool. Although she does feel inferior because of her own weak power in front of Ron and Philomena, and she does desire more powerful power, Bai Lan will never push herself into hell in pursuit of powerful power.
After all, over the years, we have only heard of creatures who have been bewitched by certain evil beings going crazy, but we have never heard of anyone being able to gain power from those evil beings.
Those mysterious and strange beings just want to destroy the will of life, destroy the soul of life, and watch a complete creature gradually go crazy and die, and then they are delighted.
But just when Bai Lan was about to open his mouth, he found that he could not make any sound at all.
She thought she had raised her right hand, but found that her right hand did not move at all. She didn't know when Bai Lan had completely lost control of her body.
"Do you crave power?"
The mysterious voice sounded again.
This time, Bai Lan's consciousness was really a little panicked.
Those evil, crazy and weird beings in the starry sky often use illusions such as beauty, wealth, power and strength to lure living beings into depravity, and even tempt living beings to voluntarily offer their souls.
They are like demons from the abyss.
It was the first time she heard that these strange beings would use such a domineering method as directly taking away control of the body.
In just a blink of an eye, Bai Lan suddenly felt that the space in front of him became hazy, many places were shadowy, and even the backs of Ron and the other two became blurred, and the scene in front of him seemed to be covered by a thick fog.
Just behind the thick fog, there seemed to be a large number of unspeakable, strange and dangerous creatures hiding behind it.
Chapter 1 (End of this chapter)