Chapter 649: Killing Angels (Five Thousand)

In the golden fireball, those scarlet threads are the evolution of the law of killing.

These threads are sharper than any magic weapon on the Dusk Continent and are indestructible.

With a flick of his hand, the golden fireball instantly flew towards the wall on the left.

Just when the fireball was halfway through its flight, the wall in front of it suddenly cracked in the middle, as if an illusory door had opened. Behind the illusory door was a hideous mouth covered in blood.

In the open mouth are shark-like sharp teeth.

The sharp teeth were longer than human arms, slightly curved, and as sharp as a knife.

It was like some kind of violent monster trying to break through this illusory door and enter the real world.

This... is this an evil spirit? The familiar feeling made Ron's heart jump suddenly, and he instantly recognized the identity of the monster that was like a huge mouth of the abyss in the illusory door in front of the wall.

Evil spirit.

It is definitely an evil spirit wandering in the starry sky.

My goodness, who would have thought that the angels’ fighting method includes summoning evil spirits?

Evil spirits and angels, aren't those two kinds of existence that are incompatible with life and death?

Or was this a method that the administrators of the heavens had developed over a long period of time? To capture the evil spirits wandering in the starry sky alive, and then use some relatively shameless means to turn the evil spirits into puppets or pets that could be used by themselves?

However, although the evil spirits are powerful, they are nothing to the administrators.

At most, it can only be regarded as a slightly novel toy, and it will not improve the overall combat power. So those administrators handed the evil spirits over to the angels, using this method to enhance the angels' strength?

Come to think of it, based on the information Ron has, there shouldn't be six-winged angels in heaven, right?

Because the six-winged angels were at the peak of the demigod realm, the administrators were worried that the angels' power might cause harm to the administrators, so they took all the six-winged angels away in one wave.

What about these eight angel reliefs? They are clearly images of six-winged angels.

Is it the surviving angel who has advanced?

Or was it a recreated angel? I have to say, this was a bad habit of Ron. It was clearly a critical moment in the battle, but all kinds of messy thoughts in Ron's mind came out at this time and filled Ron's mind.

Fortunately, this confusion only lasted for a short moment, and Ron's mind soon returned to clarity.

Looking again, the golden fireball had already flown in front of the illusory door and was about to hit the evil spirit that was like a huge mouth of the abyss.

At this moment, the evil spirit was still using its huge and ugly head and teeth to frantically hit the Door of Illusion, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the Door of Illusion and descend into this world.

Suddenly, a roar like the roar of a wild beast gushed out from the depths of the violently squirming throat, spreading out from the illusory door like ripples and echoing in the secret room. The violent sound made Ron's head buzz.

The invisible impact forced Ron to retreat continuously.

At the same time, the strange fireball seemed unable to withstand such a violent impact. The flame was quickly extinguished like a candle that was burning to the end, and the golden light was directly suppressed and dissipated. However, the huge mouth of the abyss did not notice that the blood-like silk threads did not dissipate. Instead, they took advantage of this opportunity and wriggled quickly like insects and drilled directly into the huge mouth of the abyss.

"hiss……"

The huge mouth of the abyss let out a hissing sound like a venomous snake.

In that illusory door, Ron clearly saw the huge mouth of the abyss, which was like a giant python, quickly tangled into a ball and wriggling violently like a worm.

pain.

The soul in the evil spirit's huge mouth is being torn into pieces and cut into pieces.

Even an irrational evil spirit would find it hard to bear that feeling.

The illusory door clanged, as if it could not withstand such an impact and might collapse completely at any time.

It was not surprising that Ron would have such a reaction to the evil spirit. After all, this was the Law of Killing, the most murderous and one of the most terrifying of all laws. A mere evil spirit did not have the ability to resist the Law of Killing.

At this moment, Ron seemed to have transformed into an excellent pianist.

His hands bounced quickly in the air.

However, his playing did not bring any beautiful music except the screams of evil spirits. As Ron's fingers moved, more and more blood-red threads floated out from his fingertips, sank into the door of illusion, and entered the body of the huge mouth of the abyss.

Gradually, these threads spread out to both sides with the illusory door as the center. These strange threads were woven into a large net, entangled together, and gradually, finally spread to the wall next to it.

Just then, Ron smelled the stench of decay.

The struggle and roar of the abyss's huge mouth gradually turned into slow gasps and wriggling. In the illusory door, the bloody mouth had closed at some point.

The slender body like a giant python was spread out on the ground casually like a dead snake, twitching from time to time. On the slender body in the huge mouth of the abyss, red silk threads were entangled in circles.

The next moment, Ron's eyes flashed, and he saw the silk threads suddenly tighten.

The body of the Abyss Mouth is covered with a layer of dense, thick and hard scales that are harder than steel.

But now, the scales have turned into tofu dregs.

The red silk threads silently penetrated the scales and cut the body of the Abyss Mouth into thousands of pieces in an instant.

Even though its body had been cut into pieces, it still maintained the shape of a giant python, except for the eyes on its head, which gradually lost their original light.

What died was not only the body of the Abyss Mouth, but also his soul... With the death of the Abyss Mouth, the secret room suddenly became quiet, giving people a sense of extreme fear of death.

Suddenly, sounds that rose and fell, like creepy whispers, began to spread from the walls on both sides of the illusory door.

Ron looked towards the wall, and saw that the red threads on the wall had climbed up the body of the angel relief, and the face of the angel relief began to twist in unspeakable pain.

The silver-white feathers suddenly lost their original luster and became gloomy and dull.

More and more places were entangled with the red thread, and signs of decay began to appear on the bodies of the two angel reliefs. Their originally jade-white faces had become rotten, and even their slowly rotating pupils had become dirty and filthy.

The smell of decay began to permeate.

At the corners of the angel's eyes, two pools of dark red liquid began to flow out.

Their vitality is being rapidly taken away.

The killing force is torturing their bodies and corroding their souls.

Every inch of the red thread's spread and every wriggling was like a sharp knife, scraping off a layer of fresh flesh and blood from the bodies of the two angel reliefs.

Click.

A mottled stone fell from the wall.

The angel relief has become mottled.

The place where the stone fell turned into holes of various sizes. Inside the holes were countless black tubes, like blood vessels. These strange tubes were entangled together and buried inside the angel relief. As for the other side, it seemed to extend to a deeper place, where there was an endless black fog of deep, thick, evil and darkness.

It's like connecting to another world.

Countless black tubes are entangled together, as if entangled in something, and they shrink and expand regularly.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

You can even hear a faint sound similar to a heartbeat.

The same sound was not only heard on this stone wall, but also on the right, behind and above. The chaotic sounds were like huge hammers, hitting Ron's chest hard every time they sounded.

Just by hearing this heartbeat-like sound, Ron felt his mind inexplicably panicked. His skin quickly turned pale and rotten, and even oozed out thick sticky fluid. White hair even began to grow on his skin.

As expected, those angels were trained by the administrators and they really had extraordinary means. Just by listening to the angels' heartbeats, Ron could feel signs of contamination on his body.

Arianna, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was in an even worse condition, her body was shaking constantly.

His face was extremely pale, with bright red blood oozing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Her hair grew rapidly in an irrational way, and the lusterless golden hair almost covered the entire floor of the secret room.

Then, these hairs seemed to have their own awareness, like thin poisonous snakes, slowly wriggling and entangled.

Ron frowned slightly, glanced at Arianna, then looked at his own situation. This was not good. After all, there were eight six-winged angels attacking at the same time. That kind of power was really hard to resist.

Without thinking, Ron raised his right hand.

An ancient and mysterious clock appeared above Ron's head.

The moment the clock appeared, Arianna's long hair covering the ground seemed to feel a great threat.

No one knew which angel was controlling these long hairs. The dense hairs quickly crawled and spread on the ground. These hairs were very close to Ron and instantly entangled Ron's legs, then continued to crawl upwards along Ron's legs.

In an instant, it strangled Ron's neck.

Deep indentations immediately appeared on Ron's neck, and blood vessels began to bulge.

Even so, the hair did not stop moving. It continued to crawl, trying to pass over Ron's head and wrap around the strange clock in the air.

The hair moved quickly, but... it was too late.

They tried to restrict Ron's movements and strangled Ron's neck so that he could not make any sound.

But what they didn't know was that for Ron, he didn't necessarily need sound to drive the Clock of Time, just a snap of his fingers was enough.

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

But these hairs did not restrict the movements of Ron's fingers.

So, even though his neck was entangled, Ron was still not panicked at all, and he slowly and slowly crossed his two fingers.

Pop.

The sound was not loud, but in this secret room, the snap of fingers sounded particularly harsh.

The sound of the finger snap had not even completely subsided when a clear and bright bell sounded, which could even cleanse the soul.

Ding! The melodious sound of the bell spread in the air, and even the naked eye could clearly see the circles of ripples.

Perhaps because of the semi-enclosed space, the sound of the bell continued to echo in the secret room, invisibly increasing the power of the bell. In an instant, everything in the entire secret room stopped.

Not moving.

The rising long hair no longer moves.

The tangled black tubes no longer expanded but contracted.

There was even a smile on Ron's face. He stretched out his hand and gently drew a line in front of him. In an instant, the long golden hair covering the ground was cut off in one swoop.

The broken hair that was entangled with Ron's body also receded quickly like the tide.

With the increase in strength and the amplification of the semi-secret chamber, the power of the Clock of Time has increased a lot compared to before. Even if Ron did these things, the power of time stagnation is still maintained.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ron took a step forward.

His right hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the tangled black tubes.

That thing is like an earthworm...

No, it might feel worse than an earthworm, slippery, slimy and soft.

It's hard to describe what this thing feels like. It feels slippery in the hand.

Then Ron suddenly exerted force with his arms and pulled hard.

There were only bursts of rustling sounds, and Ron pulled a series of things out of the angel relief. Like sweet potatoes, all kinds of things were hung under the tangled thin tubes, including the liver, lungs, pancreas, gallbladder, and a long string of intestines that exuded a strong stench.

All of his internal organs were pulled out by Ron.

A cluster of flames spread along Ron's fingers, and in an instant the secret room was filled with the stench of barbecue.

The fingernails cut the black tube open, and underneath the black substance was a crystal clear, exquisitely designed, thumb-sized... heart.

It looks like it was carved from beautiful jade and is truly a perfect work of art.

Angel Heart.

This is the heart of this angel.

The purest and rarest energy source in the world, purer than dragon crystal.

Fortunately, I didn't crush this thing just now, otherwise it would have been a big loss.

Ron took the Angel's Heart openly.

Then, while the time stagnation had not yet ended, he quickly walked to the other side and grabbed the black tube.

At this moment, time stopped and disappeared.

But Ron was faster, his fingers were as nimble as lightning, and his movements almost left afterimages.

In the blink of an eye, all the black tubes were cut off, and the second Angel's Heart fell into Ron's hands.

After the two angels' hearts were taken away, the two angel reliefs, although no longer affected by the stagnation of time, remained motionless.

Immediately afterwards, the relief that was clearly carved out of stone turned into two large pieces of rotten meat. The rotten meat quickly decayed and turned into large amounts of pus that flowed down the wall.

For a moment, the environment in the secret room could be said to be extremely bad.

The smell of decay made Ron feel his stomach was creeping, as if he might vomit at any moment.

Two angels, dead.

With the death of the two angels, two of the eight silver-white threads entangled with Arianna's body broke. It was visibly that Arianna's complexion had improved a little, no longer as ugly as before, and even the feeling of pain had dissipated a little.

Ron felt a little regretful.

After all, he has not yet entered the demigod realm.

Otherwise, with the strength of a demigod, the time stagnation could definitely last longer.

Besides, he is in a bad state now.

The strength of his soul and body are not matched, and he cannot even devote his full strength to the battle, otherwise it will easily attract thunder from the sky.

Otherwise, the scene of fighting with these eight angels would never be as gentle as it is now.

Compared to gods who are often brainwashed, angels are not as powerful, but their intelligence is obviously stronger and they are more intelligent.

They did not notice the embarrassing situation of Ron, but judging from the fact that he easily dealt with two angels of the same level, they judged that Ron's strength was definitely not something they could deal with.

Two of the eight companions were eliminated.

Now there are only six left, and in front of this man, there seems to be no other ending except dying one after another.

You know, this existence is also very famous in the heaven.

This really made the repairman extremely anxious. He had no idea how many teacups had been broken, how many walls had been smashed, and howling heresy had been practicing all day long.

Already, Benavid, the god of death, and the god of decay and decline died at his hands.

Even the gods can kill him at will, and even the repairman can't do anything to him. So it's normal that a few angels can't solve this heretic, right?

Although if the mission fails, she may be severely punished by the repairman when she returns to heaven, but as long as she puts all the problems on this man, she still has a chance to survive.

No one wants to die while they are still alive, and angels are no exception.

The remaining six angels quickly made their judgment.

The angel relief that had been prominent on the wall began to fade rapidly, leaving only a small trace of the raised mark.

Bang! With a crisp sound, like the sound of a broken guitar string, the silver-white threads entangled with Arianna began to break...

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