Chapter 553: The God of Desolation, Falls! (6,000)

The God of Desolation, Nabelaer, can be said to be the most unique of all the gods.

She does not have the slightest bit of the pride that comes from being a god above others; she is enthusiastic, lively and free-spirited.

Nabelar didn't want to become a plaything in the hands of the administrators, nor did she want the billions of creatures on the Dusk Continent to become pets that could be manipulated at will. She wanted freedom, and she was willing to fight for it.

In Nabelar's eyes, the creatures on the Dusk Continent, although weak, are so cute.

When the orcs in the north built a palace for her and worshipped her as a god who could protect them, Nabelar had already treated these orcs as her own children. So when the evil spirits were ravaging the Dusk Continent, even though Nabelar knew that her body was no longer fit to continue fighting, and that if she did nothing and took good care of herself, she might still have a chance to survive, but once she fought with the evil spirits, her chance of survival would be completely cut off.

But, what can we do even if we know this?

After all, Nabelar couldn't bear to watch the orcs die one after another under the ravages of the evil spirits.

So she took action, and exchanged her own life for thousands of years of peace for the Orcs.

Even after this, when the orcs' faith in the God of Wilderness gradually faded, and even the Temple of the God of Wilderness became dilapidated and decayed, and even buried by wind and snow, Nabelar did not feel the slightest bit of dissatisfaction or regret.

She thinks this is fine.

After all, although she has not died yet, she really no longer has the power to continue protecting the orcs. If the orcs can change their beliefs and obtain the protection of other gods, it will also be a good choice.

She used her remaining strength to restore her body. She knew that she would gradually die of exhaustion. This might be a very long process, but at least, Nabelar hoped that she could still maintain her dignity when she died.

Since suppressing Cassio, Nabelar has begun to search for inheritance on the Dusk Continent, trying to pass on her own power, thoughts and will.

She wants to choose a creature with extremely superior character and talent to inherit her power.

If one only has character but no talent, then inheritance is equivalent to no inheritance.

If one only has talent but bad character, then the so-called inheritance will only bring more trouble to the Dusk Continent.

A thousand years ago, she met a good candidate. That person was extremely talented and had a good character. Apart from his almost paranoid liking for nuns, he had no other problems.

Nabelar originally wanted to pass on all her skills to this person, but she didn't expect that this person's talent was so exaggerated. Before Nabelar even figured out how to contact this person, she found that this person's strength was no less than hers.

He never expected that this man would eventually develop his skills to the point where he could compete with the repairman, and even gouged out one of the repairman's eyes. This was even more exaggerated than when he broke the nose of an administrator. It was a pity that such a good talent would eventually die at the hands of the repairman.

Perhaps it was because she had seen such an outstanding existence that Nabelar's vision became higher. After that, although Nabelar also searched many places, she still did not meet a suitable successor. Either this place was not good or that place was not good enough.

To the extent that the inheritance of this power has almost become a source of worry for Nabelar. If she fails to find a suitable successor, Nabelar will not be able to rest in peace even if she dies.

This situation made Nabelar anxious. She knew that she didn't have much time left. In a few decades, she might die completely.

Fortunately, her luck was pretty good.

She finally picked out two pretty good inheritors, Bai Lan and Bai Yuan.

These two sisters were as beautiful as flowers, and their looks and figures were no less attractive than his. Although their talents were not as good as that of the monster in the past, they were still among the best among the orcs.

The most important thing is that one of the two sisters is compassionate and wants to save the orcs from disaster, while the other has a clear mind and is pure. Only one of them may not be able to fully inherit her power, but if both of them inherit a part, I think they should be able to bear it, right? Huh...

Ron let out a long breath.

The memory fragments in front of him flickered quickly and gradually dissipated.

The expression on his face was a little complicated. After flipping through Nabelar's memory at a very fast speed, Ron already knew in his heart that Nabelar had no evil thoughts towards Bai Lan.

I guess right now, in the fox girl clan's tent, Bai Yuan is probably going through the same experience as her sister.

It is an opportunity for Bai Lan and Bai Yuan to be chosen by Nabelar.

Perhaps, after successfully obtaining the inheritance of the God of Wilderness, the Orcs will have two more true masters.

It can even be said that Ron also had some special feelings towards the Goddess of Wilderness Nabelar.

It is respect, admiration, and adoration, but there is no pity. The appearance of pity in Nabelar is disrespectful to the God of the Wilderness.

This is a true god, a god who is truly worthy of praise from everyone and worthy of incense offerings. Compared to Nabelar, those so-called administrators are simply a bunch of meaningless garbage.

Ever since her self-consciousness awakened, Nabelar has been fighting for freedom and to protect her believers. Even though her believers have become indifferent to her faith, she has never developed any bad feelings because of this and she still protects her people.

Although she was unable to witness the final victory, she can definitely be called a great warrior.

Even when she was about to die, she was still thinking about her believers.

Ron didn't say anything else, but bowed respectfully to Nabelar, believing that this god deserved his courtesy.

Ron didn't know if it was his illusion, but when he looked up again, he found that there was a faint smile on Nabelar's face.

It is a clear and bright smile.

It is a smile that is relaxed after putting down the burden, yet full of hope.

Nabelar was already extremely beautiful, and with such a bright smile, she looked even more beautiful. Just by looking at Nabelar's current appearance, Ron could imagine how graceful the God of Wilderness was when he was fighting with the Administrator.

Snap!

The crisp sound entered Ron's ears.

The voice was very soft, but Ron's body even trembled slightly.

His face turned gloomy, he knew that the final moment had finally arrived.

On the small and delicate face of the wild goddess Nabelar, cracks gradually appeared.

Click, click, click…

The sounds became more and more frequent.

Nabelar's body seemed to have turned into a piece of porcelain that had been hit hard, with dense cracks all over the body in a short period of time.

This goddess who had fought for her entire life, could no longer hold on after finally finding the right inheritance. Both her body and soul had reached their limits.

Woo…woo…woo!

There seemed to be a howling wind.

It also seemed as if countless huge and terrifying beings were roaring, roaring, and crying.

The entire Cemetery of the Gods fell into an unprecedented commotion. Ron could clearly feel the raging impact in the air and the violent shaking of the ground beneath his feet. The gods who had been sleeping motionless all raised their huge heads and let out sharp roars towards the dark night sky.

Crash.

The sky was already covered with dark clouds without me noticing.

Bean-sized raindrops fell down.

Raindrops slid through the air, leaving behind scarlet threads. It was the gods bidding farewell to their comrades and crying for their partners who had fought side by side with them.

A thick sadness enveloped the entire cemetery of the gods.

Under the strong wind, Nabelar's body gradually turned into fine dust and disappeared in the wind.

Ron also sighed slightly, and then he felt his consciousness a little fuzzy. The Tomb of the Gods in front of him also rippled like water waves. Ron knew that he was about to leave here.

His eyes were blurry for a moment, and when he opened them again he found himself back on the ice.

Perhaps, he had never left here, but his consciousness temporarily went to the cemetery of the gods and witnessed the fall of the wild god Nabelar.

He exhaled, his expression somewhat complicated.

Philomena and Niafu both looked at Ron with curiosity. Ron had been in front of them from beginning to end, but they had no idea what had happened to him. They only saw that Ron seemed to have suddenly lost his soul and was motionless.

Fortunately, this was not the first time this happened. Although the two women were worried, they were not too panicked.

"What happened again?" Philomena asked cautiously. She could see that Ron was not in a good mood.

Ron shook his head: "The God of Wilderness... has fallen."

hiss.

Niafu and Philomena both gasped.

The expression on his face can only be described as incredible.

Who can tell them what exactly happened? The gentleman was just dazed for a few seconds, so how could the God of Wilderness die?

Are all my teachers so high in rank now? Ron did not explain anything, but just looked at Bai Lan again. Bai Lan's condition was gradually recovering. Although he had not woken up yet, his breathing and heartbeat had gradually returned to normal, and his aura had become completely different from before.

This is a special inheritance.

The wild god Nabelar had very little energy left, and being able to successfully complete the inheritance was already the limit. Naturally, there was no extra energy left for Bai Lan and Bai Yuan.

That's exactly why Bai Lan's realm did not improve.

Perhaps what Nabelar truly passed down was the laws she mastered.

At this moment, although Bai Lan has not yet awakened and her realm has not been improved, the Orc Queen now gives people a completely different feeling. Compared to the past, Bai Lan's aura is now more stable, and the energy in her body is no longer pure magic power, but a mixture of magic power and divine power.

For an ordinary practitioner, it is not an easy task to digest the power of a law. Judging from the situation, Bai Lan will not wake up so soon.

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

"Philomena, could you please go to the fox girl's tent and bring Irelia over?" Ron gave the task to Philomena.

Philomena nodded and agreed. She knew this was the best option. The evil spirit was about to be resurrected. Although the situation was a little strange this time and the speed of the evil spirit's resurrection seemed to be much slower, it was still an evil spirit anyway.

Bai Lan's current state was not suitable for casual movement, so someone had to stay behind to take care of Bai Lan and prevent the evil spirits from harming her. However, she did not have the strength of Niafu to fight evil spirits alone, nor did she have the ability of Ron to inflict a decisive blow to evil spirits, so it was normal for her to be the one to move people.

Although she could understand it, Philomena was not in a good mood. After all, she was a strong person at the peak of the Destruction Realm. She usually did what she wanted and ordered others around. When had she ever been ordered around by others? She felt that since she met Ron, her powerful strength seemed to be getting cheaper and cheaper.

This feeling is really terrible.

It seems that after this matter is over, I must find a way to improve my strength, otherwise I will lose my place in this team sooner or later. While muttering in my heart, Philomena flew towards the camp of the fox girls.

Ron and Niafu stood on Bai Lan's left and right.

At the place where the evil spirit died, there were slightly more cracks on the ice surface than before. Ron's expression looked very strange: "Ni Yafu, you said that you killed this evil spirit several times before, right?"

Niafu nodded in confusion: "Yes, at least seven times."

"Does the evil spirit always revive so slowly?"

Ron was really confused. After all, half a day had passed, but the evil spirit still only showed some signs of resurrection. It was unknown how long it would take for it to be fully resurrected.

He wanted to completely eliminate the evil spirit, but that didn't mean Ron wanted to waste so much time on it.

Niafu shook her head in confusion: "No, the evil spirits were killed by me time and time again before, and the time it takes to resurrect will never exceed a quarter of an hour. Moreover, the more times I kill them, the shorter the time it takes to resurrect."

Ron held his chin with his hand, feeling suspicious.

Could it be that, although his previous Zu Wen Killing Sword Formation did not completely kill the evil spirit, it did damage the evil spirit's roots, making it more difficult for the evil spirit to resurrect?

From this point of view, even if he did not inherit all the power of the Goddess of Dawn, the effect was still quite good. It was a bit boring to keep guarding here, so Ron simply stood up and returned to the place where the evil spirit was wiped out.

Through the ice, Ron could already see through the ice and there was a layer of thick black underneath.

The black mass was like ink, flowing slowly under the ice. If you look closely, you can even notice that the ink has deviated a little from the place where the evil spirit originally died.

If the location where the evil spirit died was taken as the center, then the location of the ink ball was at least a hundred meters away from the center, and the distance was still slowly but unstoppably increasing! This strange scene made Ron's heart jump suddenly, and an incredible and strange thought emerged in his mind.

Could it be... Could it be that this evil spirit has already been resurrected? After carefully sensing it, Ron frowned even more tightly. He did sense the breath of the evil spirit. This evil spirit had really been resurrected, but the pressure released by the evil spirit was completely incomparable to the previous time, not even half of it.

Could it be that this time when the evil spirit was resurrected, its strength not only did not increase, but even decreased seriously?

Could it be that the magical power of the sword formation passed down by Ostara, although it did not completely wipe out the evil spirit, it also caused serious damage to the origin of the evil spirit, so it appeared to be in such a state of great loss of strength after resurrection!

And now, the look on the face of this evil spirit clearly showed that it wanted to escape.

Could it be that this evil spirit could sense that it could not gain any benefit from itself, so it wanted to escape?

What kind of evil spirit is this? How can an evil spirit have such clear reason? For a moment, Ron couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Of course, no matter what, there was one thing that was beyond doubt, that is, he must not let this evil spirit get away.

Now that they have come face to face, they must do everything they can to completely wipe out this evil spirit. They must not give it the chance to make a comeback. Otherwise, if they allow it to escape and find a place to lurk for decades or even hundreds of years, when it appears again, it will surely become a scourge to the Dusk Continent.

Thinking of this in his mind instantly, Ron no longer hesitated, and his body instantly turned into a half-dragon state. Even the artifact, the Eye of the Dragon God, was already in Ron's hand.

The protection of Hercules was directly activated, and in an instant Ron's fingernails turned into a giant one hundred meters tall.

The Dragon God's Eye carved from dragon teeth in his hand changed accordingly, turning directly into a huge stone pillar several dozen meters long, with the dragon eye on the top of the pillar shining brightly.

The movement here also attracted Niafu's attention. Niafu didn't know why Ron suddenly did such a thing, but she reacted quickly. She stretched out her hand and a black shield instantly formed in front of her.

The three shields formed a triangle, protecting Bai Lan firmly in the middle.

Just when Niafu had done all this, the Eye of the Dragon God in Ron's hand also fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Today, the Dragon God's Eye has a diameter of seven or eight meters and a length of fifty or sixty meters. Even the giant stone pillar with a coiled dragon that one once saw in the Dragon King Palace is no larger than this. When the Dragon God's Eye fell, the air around it was expelled, making a humming sound that was chilling to the ears.

The next moment, with a loud bang, the Eye of the Dragon God smashed heavily on the ice in front of it.

Large pieces of ice flew everywhere in an instant.

The hard ice was like a piece of tofu and was completely vulnerable in front of the Eye of the Dragon God and Ron's brute force. A huge hole was directly smashed into the ice, and cracks spread rapidly around the place where the Eye of the Dragon God hit it. In the blink of an eye, a huge spider web was woven in a large area.

Just beneath the ice, the evil spirits had originally planned to escape silently, so they had been very cautious, fearing that the noise would be too loud and would accidentally attract the attention of Ron and Niafu. Otherwise, with the strength of the evil spirits, even if their origin was severely damaged, they could escape thousands of meters in the blink of an eye. It would definitely not be like this now, where they took a long time to barely escape a distance of a few hundred meters.

But this fierce attack instantly made the evil spirit realize that the movements on its side had been noticed by the enemy.

Poor evil spirit, it was just resurrected and was immediately frightened to the point of almost losing its soul. A large mass of thick black suddenly shook, and the next moment its body whooshed forward. The speed was dozens or hundreds of times faster than before.

In an instant, the evil spirit's body had already rushed out for several hundred meters.

when.

At this moment, a melodious bell sounded, and the evil spirit that was fleeing in the distance suddenly stopped.

Just like being stuck in a muddy swamp, every move of the evil spirit became extremely slow. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ron leaped up into the air in an instant. All the strength in his body was gathered on his right arm. The blood vessels on the surface of the entire arm were almost about to burst the dragon scales on the surface.

The energy gathered on the Dragon God's Eye even more crazily. For a moment, the surface of the Dragon God's Eye was flashing with bright silver light.

The energy was gathered in a short time. The next second, Ron suddenly exerted force with his arms. With a whoosh, the Eye of the Dragon God emitted an extremely dazzling silver light, like a meteor tearing through the sky, and fell downwards at an unimaginable speed.

Boom! Another violent roar.

Just as the handle of the Dragon God's Eye touched the ice, a violent impact instantly spread out in all directions, and thick layers of black ice were blown away and shattered.

In an instant, the sky was blocked out by tiny crystals.

When the ice crystal fell, it was discovered that the place where the Dragon God's Eye had hit had turned into a funnel-shaped deep pit, with the Dragon God's Eye firmly rooted in the deepest part.

The deepest point is at least one hundred and fifty meters deep. As for the diameter of this deep pit, it is at least three to five hundred meters.

Right where the Dragon God's Eye took root, there was a thick black fog.

The Eye of the Dragon God passed through the center of the thick fog and nailed it to the black ice. No matter how violently the fog struggled, it could not escape in a short period of time.

Looking at this appearance, the evil spirit obviously knew that its true form was too conspicuous, so it escaped in this form. However, it did not expect that even if it had turned into a ball of mist, it would still be discovered by Ron.

Ron's body was suspended in the air, watching the pitiful evil spirit struggling below, without a trace of pity on his face. He smiled lightly and suddenly crossed his two fingers: "Explode!"

Boom! Ron's voice had just fallen when a violent roar followed.

Large patches of dazzling white light gushed out from the Dragon God's Eye as if it was risking its life!

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