Chapter 630: Genocide (10,000)

Hiss!

Ron's body was shaking, his face was pale, and the expression on his face was extremely weird.

The environment has changed.

It is surrounded by dense jungle.

There were towering trees everywhere. The bright moonlight poured down from the sky, shining through the gaps between the leaves, spreading patches of silver frost on the ground. Occasionally, the night wind blew, and the leaves rustled.

As the branches swayed, the frosty white light ball on the ground swayed as well.

It is a quiet night.

It was originally quiet and peaceful, but Ron felt a strong wave of nausea and vomiting in his chest and abdomen, and the strong urge to vomit was strong in his throat.

Looking closely, Ron could see a thick layer of...meat on the ground.

That's right, it was chunks of meat. These chunks of meat seemed to be cut by some extremely sharp blade. The cuts were very smooth, without any burrs visible. Blood was oozing out from the cuts, flowing on the ground, and gradually gathering together to form pools of blood.

If you look closely, you can see fingers, arms, and broken skulls mixed in with these pieces of flesh. It is obvious that these pieces of flesh were all cut from human bodies.

Looking around, there were pieces of flesh like this everywhere in the woods, and a thick layer of them covered the ground. Ron simply couldn't imagine how many people had to die to create a scene like this.

Taking a deep breath, Ron could clearly feel the strong smell of blood in the air. There were so many dead bodies. The blood mist mixed with the air made Ron feel sticky and wet, and very uncomfortable.

Suppressing the strong urge to vomit between his chest and abdomen, Ron already understood what was happening here.

These pieces of meat are the remains of members of Andre's family.

The parallel space created by forty-nine demigods finally reached its limit under the continuous turmoil, and it collapsed as it could no longer bear it.

The power of space collapse is spread throughout every corner of the parallel space. Once the space arranged by forty-nine demigods together collapses completely, the energy released will be so exaggerated that it has reached an incalculable level. Those people in the parallel space have no chance of escape at all, and their lives are annihilated directly.

As for their broken remains, they were scattered in the Soul Burial Forest.

However, it seems that the Soul Burial Forest has also been affected and has undergone some changes.

Originally, the Soul Burial Forest had been shrouded in thick gray-black fog, and visibility was extremely low. Not to mention the moon at night, even the scorching sun at noon could not be felt at all. But now, the gray fog has disappeared, the moonlight is shining, and the entire Soul Burial Forest seems to have returned to normal in an instant.

Perhaps, it was because the Andre family opened up this new space in the Soul Burial Forest that the Soul Burial Forest became a forbidden area of ​​the Dusk Continent. Now, as the space disappears, all the anomalies in the Soul Burial Forest have naturally disappeared.

Ron glanced at the pieces of meat around him again. He wondered how many people in the Andre family had died to achieve this effect. He wondered if the old man Regias was still alive. If he was, he would probably be mad. Montelicia, who was standing next to him, also looked a little surprised.

Ron let out a slight breath and struggled to get up from the ground. After all, there was blood all over the ground and it was really not very comfortable lying there.

However, Ron's strength had not yet recovered, and his body was so weak that he couldn't even do such a simple action as crawling up from the ground. Just when Ron was feeling helpless, a tender little white hand reached out from the side, not caring about the blood stains on Ron's body, and helped Ron up from the ground.

It's Montelicia.

"Thank you."

"You are welcome."

Simple communication.

Ron looked towards the mountain in front of him, which was Zhou Yang's broken body. Looking closely, strange cracks appeared on Zhou Yang's arms, chest, and even face. The cracks crisscrossed like a big net that wrapped around Zhou Yang's entire body.

Just by looking through these cracks, Ron could imagine how exaggerated the destructive power would be when the space completely collapsed. This was the last Twilight King, who had crushed several gods to death with his own hands. But now even such a powerful Last Twilight King was injured.

From this perspective, although the Andre family was not completely wiped out this time, there must be some survivors, but the losses must have been extremely exaggerated.

I wonder if there are still one tenth of them alive today?

Ron scratched his head in distress, his expression strange, as if he was a little embarrassed. My goodness, this was a huge sin.

To be honest, Ron really didn't want to wipe out the Andre family. Really, he didn't have such an idea at the beginning. In the original plan, he just made a big fuss in the Andre family's lair, destroyed the God's descent ceremony, and prevented the gods from descending to the Dusk Continent, so as to buy himself some time to survive and grow.

But now it seems that the effect is not just good.

The dragon god possessed the body and killed one of the gods' souls, scaring the soul of the other god so much that it fled.

The altar was shattered.

The road to heaven was cut off.

The divine descent ceremony was completely disrupted.

At this point, all the goals in the original plan have been achieved, but in the state of being possessed by the Dragon God, the destructive power of the punch Ron threw was so exaggerated that it directly took the lives of at least one-third of the members of the Andre family.

This is an additional achievement.

The Andre family, which has been flamboyant and stable for more than 10,000 years, never thought that outsiders could invade their headquarters. Their vigilance and preparedness were basically zero. The whole process went incredibly smoothly. Ron didn't expect that he had assembled a team, but he could achieve the goal just by his own efforts.

People are greedy.

After completing the predetermined goal, the original plan was to escape and use all their skills to try to survive the revenge of the old monsters of the Andre family.

But accomplishing the goal so easily made everyone's ambitions swell involuntarily.

They even decided to expand their victory without any discussion.

As a result, the ancestor Saul died in the sneak attack of the four old men, and the last Twilight King appeared and killed two more ancestors.

The energy released by Zhou Yang completely destroyed this area of ​​space and took away countless lives... Until now, Ron was surprised to find that the Andre family seemed to be getting closer and closer to extinction without realizing it.

Rustling.

A strange sound was heard in the woods.

"Philomena, is Daphne still alive?" Ron took a deep breath and asked Zhou Yang.

It doesn't matter if Partridge and Hefferson die, they die. But Philomena must not get into any trouble. After all, she is Archibald's only daughter. If she dies, Archibald will skin him alive.

"Don't worry, your friends are still alive. They are just slightly injured, but they won't die." Zhou Yang's voice resounded in the woods like thunder, and the sound waves turned into a strong wind, and the large trees around were rustling.

"Not all the members of the Andre family died... Tsk, there are actually more than 10,000 people who survived." Zhou Yang continued with a pout, his voice full of dissatisfaction, as if he felt that such an achievement was too little.

After all, the energy released by the collapse of a space is so terrifying. According to Zhou Yang's calculations, except for those practitioners in the Destruction Realm and the Demigod Realm, no one else in the entire Andre family should be able to survive.

But there is no way, because his biggest target is within that space.

He was the strongest. When the space collapsed, all the energy from a large area nearby came straight towards him. It turned out that those bastards from his Andre family attracted the firepower. Thinking of this, his mood suddenly became a little bad.

"Damn it, my current situation is not very good." Zhou Yang said in a muffled voice: "I need to rest for a while."

Ron nodded and didn't say much.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yang's body began to shrink rapidly, and then disappeared again into the storage ring on Ron's finger.

In fact, Zhou Yang's strength should not be so weak, but on the one hand, Zhou Yang's body has not been completely recovered, and on the other hand, his soul has not been integrated, and even his body has not been re-tempered, but he hurriedly threw himself into the conflict.

Zhou Yang's energy is not full now.

The previous short battle had consumed most of his energy, and in order to protect Ron, he almost used up the remaining energy.

Although Zhou Yang has not completely lost his combat effectiveness, he can basically not help much.

After Zhou Yang disappeared, Ron took out another dragon crystal from the storage ring. Compared with the magic recovery potion, the dragon crystal could provide more energy, faster, and more pure. Although using dragon crystal to restore energy seemed a bit wasteful, Ron had no shortage of this thing.

With a crack.

The originally diamond-shaped dragon crystal was immediately bitten into a gap by Ron.

With a crunching sound, the dragon crystal turned into crumbs in Ron's mouth and was swallowed in one gulp.

Things like dragon crystal and magic stone can restore energy, but under normal circumstances, these things are placed in the palm of the hand, and then the spiritual consciousness penetrates into them, gradually mobilizing the energy contained in them, and penetrating into the body through skin contact.

This method recovers slowly, but it is gentle, and the influx of energy will not cause any harm to the user's body.

Especially Dragon Crystal. The energy contained in Dragon Crystal is abundant and pure, but violent. Even if it is absorbed in this gentle way, it is necessary to stop in the process of absorption to give the practitioner enough time to digest the absorbed energy. Otherwise, the energy in the Dragon Crystal will riot in the body, and the consequences will be immeasurable.

Of course, swallowing the dragon crystal and the magic stone directly can also absorb the energy contained therein. It can even avoid wasting energy and absorb it more cleanly.

But at the same time, too much energy is likely to cause great damage to the internal organs of the person who consumes it, especially something like Dragon Crystal. If a person swallows Dragon Crystal in one gulp, it is not impossible that the body will burst.

But it was obvious that Ron didn't care about these small problems. The hard dragon crystal seemed to have turned into a crisp biscuit. With the sound of chewing teeth, Ron easily swallowed the remaining dragon crystal into his stomach.

This scene even made Montelicia glance sideways with a slightly strange look in her eyes.

Even though she knew the energy in the dragon crystal would not harm Ron's body, such a wild method was really novel. This man seemed to not care about other people's eyes at all, and did not care about decency at all. He would only do things that were more beneficial to himself.

In this situation, for Ron who was continuing to replenish his energy, swallowing the dragon crystal in one gulp would obviously save more time than absorbing it slowly.

Ron stretched his neck and swallowed a piece of dragon crystal. He could clearly feel a warm current quietly emerging in his stomach, flowing through his meridians and limbs. The original stiffness and fatigue in his body were being dispelled bit by bit.

Unfortunately, his body was so overdrawn and damaged that it was impossible to recover from his injuries with just a piece of dragon crystal. But at least the fatigue that was so intense that Ron could close his eyes and fall asleep at any time was finally dissipated a little.

The body's self-recovery ability was also reactivated under the stimulation of the dragon crystal energy, and traces of energy began to gradually emerge in the body.

The broken scars on the body also began to heal slowly.

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

Ron was quite satisfied with the changes in his body. He still stayed where he was and did not cause trouble for the survivors of Andre's family. He just looked around, then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, an ancient clock appeared above his head.

As the hands turned, the sound of bells began to ring in the Soul Burial Forest.

Dang! Dang! Dang! The sound of the bell was not too loud, but it was extremely clear and had a strong penetrating power.

The sound spread like ripples, and the leaves began to rustle. Ron didn't know if it was an illusion, but he even felt that the bright white moonlight in the air became a little distorted.

In mid-air, dense leaves were blown away by the sound waves, and the moonlight shone on Ron. In an instant, Ron felt that the speed of his injuries healing instantly increased, more than ten times the speed before.

Originally, his body was full of internal organs that had been squeezed into meat paste, but now, as the meat paste slowly squirmed, new internal organs appeared out of thin air in Ron's body. The functions of his body had been restored to almost zero in a short period of time, and the wounds of all sizes on the surface of his body were growing and healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A long crack that extended directly from the shoulder to the back of the hand completely healed itself in just a few seconds.

The cracked eyeball was restored to its original state in an instant.

Even the hair on his head that had been shattered and disappeared had grown back.

This recovery ability made Ron's eyelids twitch slightly.

If the Heart of Ostara could work normally, Ron would not be surprised by this recovery ability, but now the Heart of Ostara has completely fallen into a state of passive sabotage. Even the heart of the goddess is about to be overdrawn under the previous exploitation.

In other words, it is basically impossible for the Heart of Ostara to provide Ron with much healing ability now.

And he didn't use any recovery magic, so why did the injuries on his body recover so quickly?

Feeling his body gradually recovering, Ron was also a little confused. Was it Montelicia? He turned his head and glanced at the stunning lady. Since his body began to recover, Montelicia had already let go of his shoulders.

Her pretty face was as cold as ever.

There wasn't even a trace of the fluctuations that one would normally experience from using magic.

Well, Ron had no doubt that this woman Montelicia might kill people, kill many people, but saving people... well, forget it, it might be a bit too difficult for her. With Montelicia's character, I'm afraid that even if thousands or tens of thousands of children died in front of her, she wouldn't even frown.

Looking at the white moonlight on his body, Ron suddenly realized something.

Perhaps it was Lucia who was helping him? Although he had been sleeping all the time, and although he had not brought Lucia with him this time, the little girl was still helping him in her own way.

There were still some dark clouds floating in the sky. It seemed that the night wind blew past, and the clouds were pushed aside, revealing a dozen stars shining with dazzling light. The starlight scattered on his body. In an instant, Ron clearly felt the energy in his body becoming restless, and the speed of energy self-recovery was also increased by dozens of times.

This must be the masterpiece of that girl Selma.

Feeling his body gradually recovering its fighting power, Ron's lips curled up into a smile, his eyes quietly peering into the distance, waiting.

Not long after, a figure, like a streak of black smoke, quickly shuttled through the forest, and suddenly the black smoke stopped in front of Ron. Who else could it be but Daphne?

The previous bell was a signal that Ron was calling his teammates to join him.

Seeing that Ron and Montelicia were both fine, Daphne nodded at Ron and breathed a sigh of relief.

Whoosh! In less than three seconds, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the forest, and a figure was riding the wind in the wind. When the wind died down, the tall figure of Heferson also appeared in front of everyone.

His eyes swept across Ron and Daphne, and a slight smile actually appeared on that dark face.

Ron was stunned to see a smile on Hefferson's sturdy, dull and stiff face. It was a spectacle rarely seen in a thousand years.

As soon as he appeared, Hefferson dropped two heads.

Obviously, this was the result of a battle that the high priest had just accomplished.

They are two masters of the realm of destruction in the Andre family.

As expected of a ruthless high priest, the space where the Andre family was located collapsed, and all living beings were transferred to the Soul Burial Forest. It only took a minute or two, and two practitioners in the realm of destruction were killed so easily.

Although the value of a Destruction Realm cultivator is not as great as those old bones in the Demigod Realm, it is definitely a valuable trophy.

Especially now that there are only more than 10,000 survivors of the Andre family, and the masters have also suffered heavy losses, the heads of the two masters of the Destruction Realm are more valuable.

Bang…bang…bang…

Dull footsteps were heard, and the ground beneath my feet was shaking slightly.

Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a black figure, like a nimble ape, lightly tapping its feet on the ground. Accompanied by a dull sound that instantly exploded, the black shadow immediately rushed forward hundreds of meters like a flash of lightning.

After just a few flashes, the black shadow appeared in front of everyone. It was Philomena.

The mercury lamp hung above Philomena's head as always, guarding its owner with its flickering white light.

However, the light of the mercury lamp seemed very dim, as if it could go out at any time.

There were large patches of damage on Philomena's dark armor, and even the visor on her face was torn in half, revealing half of her delicate and small face. Some of her long hair, soaked with sweat, stuck to her cheeks, and she was breathing slightly.

It was obvious that Philomena had just been through a rather troublesome conflict in which she had not gained much advantage.

As if sensing the questioning in everyone's eyes, Philomena exhaled and slowly said, "I've been targeted by an old monster."

An old monster, a demigod-level ancestor… Everyone understood immediately. No wonder, Philomena was just a cultivator in the Destruction Realm. It was really not easy for her to survive the hands of a demigod-level old monster.

"It seems that everyone is here."

At this moment, an old voice echoed in everyone's ears, and they saw a figure flashing quickly a few thousand meters away. After just a few moments, the figure appeared in front of everyone. It was none other than the sage Patrick.

However, this saint, who was once revered by everyone on the Dusk Continent, did not have the temperament and decency that a saint should have.

His hair was a mess, like a messy bird's nest.

The pure white robe was already torn and dirty, with clumps of red and white liquid stuck to it, emitting a strong smell.

He was holding a magic wand in one hand, with strands of minced flesh clinging to the top of the wand. I wonder how many people's heads this guy had smashed with the magic wand in his hand.

"Looks like we're lucky..." Compared to the blood on his body, Patridge's scarlet eyes looked even more terrifying. Anyone could see the madness oozing from Patridge's eyes: "Everyone..."

"We should take this opportunity to take down the Andre family..."

"Extermination of the clan?"

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the sage.

Chapter 2 　　 　 (End of this chapter)