Chapter 652: Thunder from Heaven Strikes the World (Ten Thousand)

This time, a long time passed.

Is today the seventh or the eighth day? Philomena couldn't remember clearly. She only knew that since Ron stood on the top of the mountain, he seemed to be in a state of complete meditation, motionless from beginning to end! He seemed to have turned into a real statue.

No one knows what the exact reason is, but the weather in Dusk Continent has become increasingly chaotic and unpredictable in recent years.

The north of the Dusk Continent has experienced a cold wave that hasn't been seen in a thousand years. Snow and wind filled the sky, and the extremely low temperatures over the years have killed countless lives. The south of the Dusk Continent has experienced unprecedented rainstorms. It is said that large and small rains have been falling for more than a hundred days and months. The floods are raging, and countless cities, towns and villages have been submerged by the turbid floods.

The eastern part of the Dusk Continent is experiencing a hopeless drought. It seems that there has not been a drop of rain in nearly half a year. All the crops in the fields have dried up, and even the once lush forests are withering in large areas. The once rushing rivers now have clear silt at the bottom, and the once lush paddy fields are now covered with finger-wide cracks.

In the western part of the Dusk Continent, there are strong winds all year round, which blow up the sand and dust on the ground and cover the sky.

We cannot say that this world is all good, nor can we say that it is always blessed with good weather. Disasters such as floods and droughts occur from time to time, but there has never been a time as abnormal as in recent times. It is as if all the disasters have been brought together at once and a major outbreak has occurred.

Whenever she thought of this, Philomena frowned.

The frequent occurrence of abnormally extreme weather seems to be a bad symbol.

Nowadays, there are even rumors that the end of the world is coming in the Dusk Continent.

There are also many people who are interested in doing good things. They have set up one religion after another, taking the opportunity to promote their beliefs and recruit believers. They even created things like the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and spread their stories in a very detailed way.

However, this extreme weather feels really bad.

Just like the Dulles Mountains.

For seven or eight days, the wind and snow never stopped.

Originally, the cave dug by Philomena was halfway up a small hill, but now the snow has almost reached the entrance. If it continues like this, I'm afraid the entrance will be blocked.

With a sigh, Philomena suppressed the messy thoughts in her mind, then raised her head and looked across.

It was snowing heavily and the sky was bleak.

Even with Philomena's strength, her vision was severely obstructed.

Philomena couldn't even see Ron anymore. She could only vaguely see a pale shadow quietly resting on the top of a mountain thousands of meters away.

The shadow no longer had any human appearance or outline, and looked more like a cylindrical ice sculpture.

The thick snow had completely buried Ron.

For seven or eight days, Ron didn't move at all.

Even his breathing had disappeared, and his chest no longer rose and fell. He seemed to have become a pure dead man.

Philomena didn't know why Ron did this. Even if he wanted to adjust the state of his body and soul, was it really necessary to do this?

What’s even more exaggerated is that Philomena doesn’t even understand how long this situation will last or when it will end.

Time passed by minute by minute, and before she knew it, more than half a month had slipped away quietly. Ron on the top of the mountain was still motionless. Even though Philomena was full of confidence in Ron, she couldn't help but feel a little worried at this moment.

Could something really have happened to Ron? When this thought came to her mind, Philomena could no longer control herself. Her brows knitted tightly together, and she finally sat up from the ground. She raised her hand to push away the snow that had blocked half of the cave entrance, and just as she stepped out of the cave...

Whoosh! An extremely cold wind suddenly blew over.

The snowflakes were blown by the cold wind and hit Philomena's face, making her cheeks feel burning.

Subconsciously, Philomena's face changed slightly. She keenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this gust of wind. It seemed that there was some extremely special power in the wind. Even the snowflakes in the air were more powerful than the most advanced magic weapons on the Dusk Continent.

Even with Philomena's strength, there were faint red marks on her skin where the snowflakes had scratched it.

That’s not all. After sensing it a little, Philomena was even more surprised to find that the energy above the entire Dulles Mountains had become extremely chaotic. If she looked closely, she could even see several large and small whirlpools vaguely appearing in the air.

It is not night now.

But the whole world is gloomy and scary.

Looking up, I found that it was not just heavy snow falling overhead, but also thick dark clouds floating in the sky. The clouds were so thick that they looked like black ink.

And the location of the dark clouds seemed... right above Ron's head.

Amid the raging wind, the dark clouds were slowly creeping.

From time to time, two thick dark clouds would collide with each other, and the next moment, there would be a crisp crackling sound.

A deep blue bolt in the shape of a tree branch appeared out of nowhere.

Snap...

Snap...

Snap!

Thunder flashed, and the whole world flickered, seeming even more eerie.

Philomena's body began to tremble uncontrollably, her lips were shaking constantly, her pretty face was pale without a trace of blood, and her teeth made a crackling sound from the violent collision.

A layer of goose bumps spread all over my body in the blink of an eye.

fear.

A strong sense of fear surged into Philomena's heart.

It can't be wrong.

This feeling is definitely not wrong.

This is a sign of thunder.

Ron was about to face the most important and also the most dangerous moment in his life. The scene of his invincible father being reduced to ashes under the rolling thunder a thousand years ago kept flashing in his mind uncontrollably.

She was scared, she didn't want Ron to become like that.

Under the strong impulse deep in her heart, Philomena suddenly became a little out of control. Her legs seemed to have completely lost control. She took a step and rushed out of the cave. She wanted to stop Ron.

However, just when Philomena left two rows of footprints on the thick snow, she suddenly stopped.

She froze in place, her fists clenched.

She knew that this was what Ron wanted to do, even though it was very dangerous, but she had no right to stop him.

Philomena understood more clearly what kind of enemy Ron, she, and they would have to face. In this situation, every point of strength was a chance to survive.

She couldn't stop Ron, and even said that in the near future, no matter how scared she was deep in her heart, she would have to go through it all.

The only sound left in her throat was her violent gasping breath. Philomena finally controlled her emotions, took a deep breath, raised her head and silently stared at the figure on the top of the mountain. Now all she could do was to pray for him in her heart.

The clouds grew darker and more oppressive.

The layers of dark clouds intertwined together, like a black hole formed by hollowing out a piece of the sky.

Invisible pressure was released from the sky.

Philomena even felt the Durres Mountains beneath her feet tremble.

Her two legs were under indescribable horrific pressure, and the friction between her bones made strange creaking sounds. Under this divine power, she even had the urge to crawl on the ground and confess her sins.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down Philomena's forehead and into her eyes, causing a burning pain.

This was just a precursor to the thunderbolt, but it had already created such a frightening aura. If the real thunderbolt fell, how terrifying would it be? Philomena didn't even dare to imagine it.

Bang.

At this moment, a dull sound suddenly came from the opposite hilltop.

This sound made Philomena shudder. She thought that the thunder had finally struck. As if it was pure instinct, she looked towards the opposite side immediately.

But when she saw the situation on the opposite hill, Philomena breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it wasn't a bolt of thunder from the sky. It was just that Ron finally woke up from his meditation and the snow on his body was shattered.

Before Philomena could feel relieved, she suddenly discovered that Ron on the opposite hill seemed to have made a strange movement. He stretched out his right hand towards the sky, or to be more precise, towards the thick dark clouds and the existence behind the clouds that controlled them.

The strong wind and flying snow seriously affected Philomena's eyesight. She couldn't help rubbing her eyes and infusing strength into them. The next second, everything in front of her became clear. Her sight easily penetrated the obstruction of the flying snow and saw every move of Ron.

Just after Ron stretched out his right hand to the sky, he saw the man slowly bend his thumb, index finger, ring finger and little finger, and only raised his middle finger.

The simple Philomena didn't know what this gesture meant, but she felt inexplicably unhappy. She felt a strong sense of provocation in this gesture, and for a moment she even had the urge to rush up and beat Ron up.

This surprised Philomena. She was a master of the Destruction Realm and had strong self-control. But how could such a simple gesture cause her emotions to fluctuate?

Could it be that there was some special power hidden in this gesture?

Thinking of this, Philomena subconsciously stretched out her hand and made this gesture. For some reason, when she looked at her raised middle finger, she felt a strong sense of self-loathing in her heart, and even wished she could cut off her finger.

Apparently, Ron's provocation was quite effective.

Although there was only a thick dark cloud above Ron's head, the cloud was obviously angry.

In other words, the manipulator behind the dark clouds was angry.

Ron could even imagine the frustrated look of the repairman hiding behind the dark clouds.

roar.

Ron didn't know if it was an illusion, but he even felt that he heard an extremely angry roar in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, two violently rolling dark clouds were seen colliding suddenly with each other.

Boom...Crack.

In an instant, a dazzling light suddenly appeared.

The light was far more dazzling than the previous thunder, and covered the sky with a layer of bright color.

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Even the whole world trembled.

Invisible pressure poured down from the sky like a tsunami, and the Dulles Mountains, which spread over dozens of kilometers, seemed unable to withstand the power of heaven and earth and began to shake violently.

Ron could clearly feel that the mountain, which was thousands of meters high, was shaking uncontrollably under his feet.

The lightning was like a towering tree without its leaves. The forked electric beams were densely packed and crisscrossed, as if a huge electric grid had appeared out of thin air in mid-air. The main pole of the electric grid was in a Z shape, striking Ron at an unprecedented speed.

That scene, that power, can truly be described as destroying the world.

Ron's pupils also suddenly shrank. As he watched the lightning falling, there was not a trace of fear in his eyes. Instead, there was an excitement that he could not suppress.

Thunder from the sky, this is thunder from the sky.

It's finally here.

The next moment, Ron suddenly opened his mouth and let out a loud, long howl.

Facing the thunder that fell from the sky, Ron did not dodge or use any defensive magic. He just opened his mouth wide and even flew towards the lightning in the sky.

Just as the thunder was about to hit Ron, Ron's body suddenly mutated, and a bloody mouth appeared out of thin air in mid-air, like a gluttonous beast coming from the wilderness.

With a roar, he swallowed the thunder in one gulp.

hiss.

On the ground, Philomena trembled violently when she saw this scene. The expression on her face was extremely weird. She didn't even know how to describe her feelings.

If Philomena hadn't seen this scene with her own eyes, she would even doubt whether there was something wrong with her eyes. This guy Ron actually ate the thunder?

Are you kidding me? This is thunder from the sky. It’s thunder from the sky.

It was the heavenly thunder that could easily blow a practitioner in the Destruction Realm into ashes and cause a blasphemer to fall into eternal damnation. Was it just eaten up like that?

Could this guy Ron be the reincarnation of some ancient ferocious beast?

Is this too much? For a moment, Philomena was stunned, her mouth opened so wide that she could almost swallow a cooked egg.

Especially when she thought about the moment when the first bolt of lightning struck, the kind of fear that made the soul tremble, and then looked at Ron's current appearance, Philomena's expression was particularly wonderful.

On top of the mountain, in mid-air, Ron's body still remained there.

He swallowed the first bolt of thunder in one gulp. The energy contained in the thunder did not violently tear Ron's body into pieces. Ron's body just swelled suddenly and then returned to normal.

But the lightning still penetrated from Ron's body. For a moment, Ron's whole body was surrounded by dense purple arcs of electricity. Every hair on his head seemed to be stimulated by the electric current. They stood upright, making his hairstyle look very energetic.

Crack, crack, sizzle, sizzle...

The arc is jumping.

The power of the heavenly thunder is tempering Ron's body from the inside out.

Every cell in the body is fully activated, and every second, these cells go through several cycles of destruction and rebirth.

Ron couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He could clearly feel that his physical strength was increasing rapidly in this short period of time.

When the electric arc disappeared, Ron found that his physical strength had increased by at least 30% compared to before.

Thirty percent may not sound like a big deal, but for a practitioner of Ron's level, being able to strengthen the body by thirty percent can definitely be considered a complete transformation.

Even Ron's soul, which was far stronger than his physical body, no longer had such a strong rejection of his physical body at this time.

This was Ron's plan. He wanted to use the thunder that everyone feared as his whetstone. Of course, he knew that this process was not easy, and some beings would certainly not let him get through this level so easily.

But Ron is confident that he can face all challenges.

In the sky, a dark cloud that looked like a huge piece of rotten meat suddenly paused, as if it was also shocked by Ron's actions.

Then, the dark clouds seemed to be stimulated and provoked, and rolled violently again. The dark clouds tangled together, as if they had really turned into a huge mountain of flesh.

The meat mountain was still expanding and becoming bigger and bigger. Just when it expanded to its limit, it suddenly shrank.

It was like a heart beating suddenly.

At the moment when the heart beat, another thunder tore the sky that had just recovered a little.

This time, the lightning was even more exaggerated than before, like a giant python swallowing the sky, suddenly falling.

The lightning, which was more than ten meters thick, was like a pillar of light reaching the sky, illuminating the entire world with blinding brightness.

Even a fool can see that the power of lightning is not comparable to the first thunder. Its power is at least doubled.

But Ron's expression remained calm. He didn't even bother to change his response. He opened his mouth and rushed towards the thunder again.

Boom! The earth-shattering roar stopped abruptly at the moment when it almost broke Philomena's eardrum.

The thunder was once again swallowed by Ron.

The violent impact made Ron's body completely out of control. He fell rapidly and finally stopped when he was about to hit the top of the mountain.

Ron was breathing slightly, some cracks appeared on the surface of his body, and the capillaries all over his body were almost shattered. A layer of blood mist appeared around his body, but with every breath Ron took, all the blood mist returned to Ron's body.

Dense electric arcs once again appeared on Ron's body surface, and Ron's body once again faced the tempering of heavenly thunder.

The physical body is really becoming stronger and stronger.

That feeling made Ron couldn't help but feel excited.

But this excitement did not last long. Just after Ron digested the second thunderbolt, only a quarter of an hour had passed, and the mountain of flesh transformed from the dark clouds in the sky began to expand again.

The frequency of the thunder seemed to increase.

After the first thunderbolt struck, it took a full half hour before the second thunderbolt came.

This time, the interval was shortened to a quarter of an hour.

No, that's not right.

It’s not that the intervals between thunderbolts are shortened.

Instead, it is prolonging the power needed to absorb the heavenly thunder.

Ron quickly figured this out, and his eyes were fixed on the sky from beginning to end. When the third bolt of lightning appeared, Ron's body couldn't help but tremble slightly for a moment.

This time, the thunder looked even more exaggerated than before.

The thunder of dozens of feet in height, with large areas of azure and purple, directly covered the entire mountain.

Ron couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear in his heart.

But this fear was quickly suppressed by Ron. He suddenly let out a long roar, and his body, which had just fallen, rose against the trend again, heading straight for the thunder in the air.

Boom...Crack! 　Chapter 2 is here 　　 　 (End of this chapter)