Chapter 638 The Repairman’s Fury (10,000)

Things always develop beyond expectations.

The Andre family was a behemoth after all. Even though it had suffered a series of losses and its power had been greatly reduced, it still had six semi-god ancestors left... Both Hefferson and Patridge looked down upon the intelligence of these ancestors of the Andre family.

After all, what they had come into contact with before were only those guardians of destiny of the Andre family who were out on missions. These people had a very low status in the Andre family. Then they also learned from certain channels how terrifying the power of the Andre family was.

So over the years, although Heferson had been assassinated many times by the guardian of the Andre family's destiny, he never went back for revenge.

Although Philomena and Patridge had been hunted for hundreds of years, they never thought of causing trouble in the Andre family's lair.

In their eyes, the headquarters of the Andre family was a den of wolves and tigers, and barging in rashly was tantamount to seeking death.

They never imagined that tens of thousands of years of comfortable life had already worn away the will of the Andre family members. Their thinking had become rigid and ignorant at some point. They were high and mighty, looking down on the world, but they only relied on their superficial state to maintain their false glory.

They looked down on all the creatures on the Dusk Continent. In their eyes, the human race was just a group of stupid monkeys, not even worthy of being called humans like them. In their eyes, the elves were just a group of beautiful toys. In their eyes, the dragons were just a group of beasts with only brute force. As for the giants, they might not even be as good as beasts...

The huge Andre family was immersed in this false prosperity. They had enjoyed it for tens of thousands of years. However, among so many members of the Andre family, no one could see the crisis of the Andre family.

Perhaps, some people have noticed it, but do not have the courage to expose it... or even do not want to expose it, and do not want to ruin their current perfect life.

Tens of thousands of years of comfort have left them with extremely little experience in fighting the enemy, and the disaster caused by Archibald a thousand years ago is just a drop in the bucket.

Compared with the lack of combat experience, their mental weakness and lack of will may be the major reasons leading to the demise of the Andre family.

They keep talking about the glory of their family, but ultimately they lack the courage and determination to sacrifice everything to protect the family honor.

Just like now, they originally thought that there were still six ancestors. No matter what, this was also a very powerful force. Heferson, Patrich, and Philomina knew that fighting against six ancestors, and a Regias at the peak of the demigod realm, would definitely be very dangerous. Even if they risked everything to get the final victory, they would still have to bear some losses.

But who could have imagined that it would end like this?

With just a few words, Ron created a rift between the six people that could no longer trust each other and could never be bridged.

These six old men, in such a dangerous situation, actually started an internal conflict without caring about the consequences, and lost two lives for nothing. The already tilted balance was almost about to fall to the bottom.

Montelicia sighed slightly, and her expression actually looked a little ashamed.

She really found it hard to believe that such a group of idiots could be her ancestors.

Hefferson, Patrich and Philomena were all filled with shame when they thought about how they had been hunted by the Andre family and how they were afraid of such a family.

This is really embarrassing.

As for Regias, from the moment the remaining five ancestors started fighting each other, he knew that there was no hope for the Andre family anymore and the entire family was completely ruined.

Under the stimulation of despair, Regias finally exploded. Like a madman, he launched his final and most violent attack. His body rushed straight into the sky and quickly approached the extremely beautiful woman floating in the air.

Elsa.

The target chosen by Regias.

Although Regias did feel an instinctive fear when he first saw Elsa, he even suspected that Elsa might be a god who betrayed the repairman and descended to the Dusk Continent.

But after a brief thought, Regias chose Elsa as his target.

After all, people like Ron are really difficult to deal with.

Regias has no guarantee of winning against any of Ron, Patridge, Hefferson, and Montelicia.

Although his realm was higher, Regias could not forget the damage caused by Ron's previous punch. This guy Patridge even killed three ancestors. Although Hefferson's results were not so impressive, the evil aura on his body made Regias shudder.

As for Montelicia, she is at least in the late stage of Demigod Realm, only slightly inferior to the others. Even if he could suppress Montelicia, it would be unlikely to take her down in a short time.

Moreover, it was impossible for Ron and his people to just watch him attack Montelicia and do nothing.

As for Daphne, this woman can manipulate tens of thousands of evil spirits to assist her at any time, and she is also very difficult to deal with.

Not to mention the six-winged fallen angels, if they really start fighting desperately, it would be a real question as to who would kill whom.

After choosing and choosing, the only one who can be targeted seems to be this mysterious woman who came out from nowhere.

Although this woman might be a god who betrayed the repairman and went to the underworld, she did not seem to have a physical body. Although the soul of a god is equally powerful, it is also equally fragile without the protection of a physical body.

In a short period of time, Regias already had a detailed plan in his mind.

He still wanted to live.

No one wants to die if they can live.

The Andre family is finished, but he still has a chance to survive.

If he could kill the spirit of the god that betrayed the repairman, it would be a great achievement anyway. The repairman might even forgive his previous mistakes and bestow blessings on him again.

And with my own strength, it is not difficult to escape from here.

As long as he could escape from these damn bastards, Regias believed that with his own means and strength, it would not be difficult for him to make a comeback.

Once upon a time, he was able to single-handedly create the Andre family, and now he can also lead the declining Andre family back to its peak.

No matter how you look at it, in Regias' mind, Elsa is the weakest, easiest to capture, and the target with the greatest rewards. In this case, why should Regias hesitate? Seeing that Elsa continued to absorb the death energy, it seemed that she was strengthening and repairing her soul. Regias felt that this time it was a sure thing.

He even abandoned the space secret technique that he was best at, opened his hands, and dense arcs of electricity instantly wrapped around Regias' body. In an instant, the whole person had completely transformed into a huge and violent thunder dragon, roaring towards Elsa with the earth-shaking power of thunder.

On the ground, Ron just took a quick look at the movement in the sky and quickly lost interest.

Are you kidding? That's Elsa.

She is the goddess who controls life and death.

He was once the helmsman of the Soul Ferry.

It is a person who can fight against the repairman.

Even though Elsa is not as strong as she used to be due to various reasons, she is definitely not someone that can be harmed by someone like Regias.

Compared to Elsa, Ron was more worried about whether the remaining three ancestors would escape from the encirclement. With a hook of his finger, Niafu, Patrich, Hefferson and even Daphne, Montelicia and Philomena also attacked at the same time.

At this moment, everyone no longer held back, and all kinds of powerful forces rushed forward as if they were risking their lives.

Boom.

With so many experts attacking at the same time, the entire Soul Burial Forest shook violently in an instant, and the space nearby was shattered into pieces.

After such a long time, Andre's mouth can even be said to be finished, and the current war can perhaps be regarded as the first real confrontation between demigod-level masters.

Obviously, everyone hopes to end the battle quickly.

After all, none of the four heretics were killed, the ritual of God's descent was disrupted, and even the soul of a god was destroyed. The repairman was extremely disgusted and disappointed with the people of Andre's family.

Under such circumstances, it is normal for the repairman to abandon the Andre family.

But no matter what, the Andre family was also a chess piece that the repairman had carefully cultivated for so many years.

It can even be said that this chess piece could be considered useful before today.

No one can guarantee that the repairman will not suddenly change his mind and interfere.

After all, it is not easy for the repairman to abandon the Andre family and find a suitable tool again. Once the repairman intervenes, the situation on the scene may get out of control in an instant.

They have the ability to destroy the Andre family through various despicable means, but they definitely do not have the ability to fight against the repairman.

Just when everyone was surrounding the three ancestors, a figure quietly retreated.

Philomena's narrow eyes were full of bloodshot, and each line was clearly visible. In Philomena's jade hand, there was a small bottle filled with scarlet liquid, like blood.

No one knows what this bottle and what's inside it are, but it's obvious that just taking out this bottle has caused Philomena to experience extremely exaggerated pressure.

The originally fair face turned pale in an instant, and blood vessels stood out from under the delicate skin like tiny poisonous snakes, and red blood oozed out of the ears.

Philomena felt a little dizzy and her body was shaking slightly, but she did not faint.

The dazed state lasted only a second, and Philomena returned to normal under her strong willpower.

She took a deep breath, grabbed the cork with two fingers of her right hand, and with a pop, the cork was opened.

It was clearly just an ordinary-looking glass bottle, and the scarlet liquid inside could be seen through the bottle body. But when Philomena opened the stopper and looked through the bottle mouth, she saw extremely deep darkness.

In the darkness, there are grains of sand that suddenly shine brightly.

The darkness was like night.

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

The fine sand is like stars dotted in the night sky.

Perhaps, it was not just an illusion, but what was reflected in the bottle was really the starry sky.

The moment the bottle mouth was opened, the surroundings suddenly became gloomy, and the dark red color covered a large area like fog. Even though the impact of the battle was extremely exaggerated and the ground was lifted up layer by layer, the dark red fog never dissipated from beginning to end.

Immediately, Philomena tilted the mouth of the bottle.

In an instant, an extremely strong smell of blood began to emanate from the mouth of the bottle.

Countless scarlet, cold, and slippery threads began to emerge from the mouth of the bottle.

For a moment, an indescribable feeling of fear almost instantly surged into everyone's heart. No one knew what that feeling was like. They only knew that when the scarlet thread came out, their hearts felt as if they were grabbed by something.

This is... the blood of God.

That's right, it's the blood of God.

After all, Philomena was Archibald's favorite youngest daughter.

Even with Archibald's personality, he was inevitably a little partial when facing so many children, and he usually gave the most things to his youngest daughter.

Archibald had fought with many gods, and many gods died at his hands. After killing those gods, Archibald would collect a drop of the most important blood from the god's body and put it into this small bottle.

So far, seven drops of God's blood have been collected in this small bottle.

It is even said that Archibald injected a drop of his own blood into it.

Eight kinds of god's blood, plus Archibald's personal tempering, eventually refined this small bottle into a holy relic with extremely terrifying power.

This is what Archibald used to save Philomena's life.

Of course, this holy relic is not without any flaws. At least it is extremely difficult to use and will impose an exaggerated burden on the user. Before reaching the realm of destruction, using this holy relic is almost like committing suicide.

The moment the silk thread appeared, the remaining three ancestors were terrified to the extreme.

At that moment, they actually felt a painful sensation as if their whole bodies were pierced by steel needles.

The enemies around them were hard to deal with, and with this change, how could they have a chance to survive? In fear, they tried to flee, but how could Patrich, Hefferson, Niafu and Montelicia give the three ancestors a chance to escape? They quickly entangled with them and attacked them fiercely, leaving the three ancestors exhausted.

Then, those silk threads quickly extended, like a wave, rushing towards the three ancestors, appearing in front of the three ancestors almost instantly, and then directly wrapped around the arms of the three ancestors.

These strange silk threads were as thin as spider silk, but as they kept wriggling, they looked like the tentacles of some unknown creature.

Countless dark brown, cold, and slippery threads were tightening more and more. In a blink of an eye, the robes of the three ancestors were torn apart, and cut scars appeared on their wrinkled skin.

Blood began to seep out from the cracks cut by the thin threads.

In just a few seconds, the three ancestors were covered in bright red blood.

"fire……"

An old ancestor suddenly screamed, and red flames appeared on his body out of thin air, trying to burn away the spider silk wrapped around his body.

If it was really an ordinary spider silk, I'm afraid it would have turned into ashes by now.

But, this is blood thread evolved from the blood of God.

This thread cannot be burned by ordinary flames.

On the contrary, these blood threads seemed to have their own will. The burning flames even made them feel provoked. The blood threads immediately tightened several times. Each thread was straightened in the air, trembling like the strings of a guitar and making bursts of sharp sounds.

laugh.

Finally, after the blood vessels tightened to the extreme, the bodies of the three ancestors were completely cut open in an instant.

Even the bones inside were ruthlessly cut off.

The blood threads were so dense that they wrapped around the three ancestors like huge fishing nets. The moment the bodies of the three ancestors were cut open, they directly turned into pieces of meat of different sizes that scattered from mid-air.

As soon as it fell to the ground, the body of Arriaius, which had been prepared for a long time, opened its mouth and swallowed the pieces of meat in one gulp.

Even the broken souls of the three ancestors, which were cut into countless pieces, were swallowed up.

At this point, all three ancestors died in battle.

Of all the strong men in the Andre family, the only one left is Regias in the sky who is preparing to attack Elsa.

I still remember that Regias was struck by lightning and turned into a violent thunder dragon. Then he rushed towards Elsa regardless of everything. I don't know what he has become now.

Thinking this in his heart, Ron raised his head and looked up at the sky.

But when Ron saw the scene in mid-air, his forehead was immediately filled with black lines.

My goodness, this is... too much, isn't it?

All he saw was Elsa stretching out her right hand in mid-air, and her five slender fingers directly clasping Regias' neck. Regias' body was hanging in the air like a hanged ghost, swaying, without even the slightest room to struggle.

As for the lightning that was originally entangled with Regias, it disappeared completely at some point in time.

Waves of vitality were flowing through Elsa's fingers, being greedily and brutally absorbed by her.

It was visible to the naked eye that Regias' body was rapidly shriveling, and in the blink of an eye he had become as emaciated as a stick.

On the surface of Regias' body, a gray-black thing was constantly squirming. It was Regias' soul. His soul wanted to escape, but was restrained by some force and could not break free. Even his soul was becoming weaker and weaker under the continuous absorption.

"roar……"

Just as Regias was about to die, at this moment, an angry roar suddenly exploded from the sky.

Chapter 2 　　 　 (End of this chapter)