Chapter 664 What's the harm in burning the soul? (10,000)

Just as Ron's fingers touched the stone tablet, an extremely cold and crazy breath instantly penetrated and flowed into Ron's soul along Ron's fingers.

His soul seemed to be strongly stimulated and began to fluctuate slightly.

It's just that Ron's soul was already powerful beyond his own realm, and under the tempering of the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Thunder, his soul became extremely tough. So although this madness had a certain impact on Ron, Ron was still able to control it.

He quickly gathered his thoughts and stabilized his soul and body.

He looked up at the stone tablet in front of him, and then a soft white light gradually seeped out from his fingers.

Under the cover of a large area of ​​black fog, this ball of white light appears particularly obvious.

The white light seemed to turn into waves, surging in circles and gradually spreading in all directions.

Not long after, the dawn released by Ron collided with the thick black fog.

Swish.

In an instant, an invisible energy was released, and the surrounding large areas of sea water seemed to be affected by this energy and began to churn violently, as if being boiled.

Puffs of white smoke turned into tiny bubbles and floated upwards.

At this moment, Ron suddenly understood that perhaps dawn was the nemesis of all evil and darkness, but the same was true vice versa.

When the darkness is too thick, even the dawn will be swallowed up by the darkness.

Just like the scene before his eyes, even though Ron was constantly mobilizing his own strength, trying to expel the black fog that covered the stone tablet bit by bit, it was of no use. Under the fierce collision, the dawn was eventually swallowed up and submerged bit by bit.

When Ron moved his fingers away from the stone tablet, the area on the tablet that was engulfed by darkness did not shrink at all.

Ron was not discouraged.

He didn't expect to release the Goddess of Dawn so easily. If that were the case, Ron would even doubt whether there was something wrong with the Goddess of Dawn he released.

After all, these black mists can even swallow up the Goddess of Dawn, and he doesn't think that his power is stronger than that of the Goddess of Dawn.

Ron's brain began to work at the fastest speed, thinking and looking for answers.

Not long after, he raised his head again. The law of force, the law of killing, the law of time... almost all the power that Ron possessed was gathered in his right hand.

In a short period of time, the energy gathered in Ron's right arm had reached an exaggerated level. The power was so strong that even Ron could not control it. Circles of impact spread out from Ron's arm uncontrollably.

The sea water around, which was originally relatively calm, began to churn violently.

For a time, an undercurrent surged.

When Ron was about to lose control, his right hand turned into a dragon claw, clenched into a fist, and then smashed into the stone tablet in front of him.

Ron tried to destroy the stone tablet directly.

If this stone tablet can be destroyed, perhaps those beings suppressed by the stone tablet will regain their freedom.

The fist punched out and hit the monument.

Bang.

A dull voice entered Ron's ears.

Then, Ron clearly saw a circle of ring-shaped marks, spreading in all directions at an incredibly fast speed.

Like a halo.

The next moment, the originally tranquil Black Sea suddenly began to surge with huge waves.

There is an undercurrent in the sea, and the waves are surging on the sea surface with rough seas and rolling foam.

Even the soul-ferrying boat, which had been motionless, could not help but rise and fall with the waves on the sea.

That scene was not much different from a tsunami.

The Soul Ferry floated up and down, but Elsa, who stayed on the Soul Ferry, was safe and steady from beginning to end. Her figure did not fluctuate at all, except for her long, half-black and half-white hair, which seemed to be blown by the wind and waves, fluttering freely behind her.

A pair of deep eyes stared diagonally downward.

It seemed that Ron's figure could be seen through the thousands of meters deep sea water.

Elsa's expression became unprecedentedly serious. She knew what Ron was doing, and she also knew how difficult it was to do this.

That's not something Ron can do now.

That's right, although this matter was proposed by Elsa, Elsa knew very well that Ron did not have the ability to shake the monument now.

Elsa just wanted Ron to experience some things... Only after experiencing enough could Ron truly find that path.

The corner of her mouth curled up into a faint smile, but the smile looked a little bitter.

…

Hoo! The other side.

Ron's soul kept rolling in the torrent.

Ron wanted to smash the stone tablet with one fist, and in this way release the beings trapped by the stone tablet.

But Ron obviously underestimated the power contained in this stone tablet.

Ron's punch was indeed full of power, but it was still far from enough to destroy the stone tablet.

Instead, the recoil force from the stone tablet directly shook his soul away. For a moment, his soul kept shaking and even showed a tendency to collapse. After spending a long time, Ron barely stabilized his soul again.

At this point, Ron really didn't know what to do.

He circled the stone tablet several times and tried several different methods, but to no avail.

There is not a single spot on the entire stone tablet that can be damaged.

Ron was even ready to use the Dragon God's possession, but now Ron was in soul form and the Dragon God's Eye was gone, so he couldn't use it even if he wanted to.

"Let's go..."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into Ron's ears.

The voice is very gentle.

I don't know if it was Ron's illusion, but he always felt that even when he just heard this voice, his soul was warm and he felt very comfortable.

The chill in the deep sea seemed to be completely dispelled at this moment.

Ron even felt as if his soul was immersed in the hot spring, so warm that he even had the urge to have a good sleep.

Too tired.

It's really tiring.

For such a long time, Ron even forgot whether he had ever had a good rest. Every day when he opened his eyes, there seemed to be countless things to do.

Every day, the burden on my shoulders shows no sign of decreasing, and in fact becomes heavier.

Ron didn't know when it started, but he even felt like he couldn't breathe.

But now, even though I just heard this sound, all my fatigue seemed to disappear. This is probably what the so-called heaven is.

Ron even wanted to immerse himself in this feeling and never wake up.

However, that familiar voice made Ron's soul tremble, and his expression instantly became very serious.

That voice was very familiar. It was... the voice of Ostara, the goddess of dawn.

Ron had heard Ostara's voice before, and there was no doubt that it was Ostara talking to him.

Ron looked very excited, he knew very well that he could live till now and have achieved what he has today, and how much of it was due to Ostara. If it weren't for Ostara, he wouldn't be alive at all.

Even the heart beating in her chest was dug out from her chest by Ostara.

No matter how many years have passed, Ron will never forget this kindness.

"I want to save you, but... I don't know how to do it. I have tried many ways, but I can't destroy this stone tablet." Ron's throat moved slightly, and he tried to communicate with Ostara.

He really tried his best.

"This is the Soul-Suppressing Monument, a stone tablet that can suppress all living beings on the Dusk Continent. It is not something you can destroy." Soon, Ostara's voice was heard again.

Monument to the dead.

It was not until this moment that Ron finally understood the real name of the stone tablet.

Just from the word "soul-calming", one can roughly guess the effect of this stone tablet. However, he is now a pure soul, so it can be said that this stone tablet is naturally incompatible with him.

Ostara was not at all dissatisfied, angry, or resentful because Ron could not save her. Her voice was so gentle from beginning to end, like a clear spring in the mountain stream, cleansing Ron's soul.

"Leave."

"If you stay near the monument for too long, even your soul will be attracted to it and be sealed inside it."

"Take my heart and live well."

"Let's go, let's go..."

The soft voice was persuading Ron to leave.

But Ron's body remained where he was, motionless.

Only those hands subconsciously clenched.

After a long time, his soul began to tremble slightly.

A strong feeling of unwillingness surged in my heart.

It was difficult for Ron to describe his current mood. It was Ostara who saved his life more than once. It was Ostara who dug out her heart and stuffed it into his chest.

But now, he couldn't even remove the seal on Ostara.

Perhaps, I can wait until I enter the realm of God, and then maybe I will have the ability to save Ostara.

But, is it really too late?

No, it's too late.

Judging from the speed at which the black fog spread, it wouldn't be long before Ostara would be completely engulfed by the darkness, and during this short period of time, she would not have enough time to improve her strength to the level of a god.

Could it be that he could only watch helplessly as the woman who had saved him so many times disappeared right before his eyes? He was unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling...

A strong sense of unwillingness churned in Ron's chest like boiling magma.

Ron didn't know whether he was affected and contaminated by the evil and crazy aura on the monument. In short, he didn't want to leave like this. He knew that if he left like this, it would be a farewell forever.

He wanted to save the Goddess of Dawn.

This thought was so strong that Ron couldn't control himself at all.

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

He didn't even notice that his eyes had turned scarlet at some point.

Woo.

There seemed to be scarlet flames dancing in a pair of eye sockets.

The aura around him quickly began to become dangerous and crazy.

Although Ostara on the opposite side had been sealed, she could clearly sense Ron's abnormality. With the naked eye, it was visible that the image of Ostara on the requiem suddenly shook violently, and she seemed to be struggling.

The violent struggle pulled the chains on his body, and a clanking sound was heard.

"Stop, do you know what you are doing?"

The originally gentle goddess' voice became sharp and rapid at this moment.

"Even if your soul turns to ashes, it is impossible to break the monument. This is not something you can bear right now. Stop now..."

Ostara was screaming, trying to wake Ron.

But, it's useless.

Ron now could no longer hear any sound. The flames in his eye sockets were jumping more and more violently, and the red flames even began to spread from Ron's eye sockets.

Buzz.

In just a few seconds, Ron's entire head had turned into a flame, like a skull emerging from a raging fire.

Neck, chest, limbs.

The flames had spread all over his body.

That's right, Ron's soul is burning.

The final and most insane method used by practitioners is to burn their souls.

Ron used this power without any hesitation.

He looked like a demon from hell, with flames all over his body.

Ron's soul strength was very high, which made the energy released when his soul burned even more terrifying. At this moment, Ron only felt that his soul was filled with endless power, like a balloon that was about to be burst, and he urgently needed to find an outlet to vent.

That feeling is so similar to the state of being possessed by a dragon god.

A strange smile gradually emerged on his face covered in flames. Although he was not completely conscious, the burning flames prevented him from hearing Ostara's cries.

Even if he heard it, Ron probably wouldn't stop.

Ron couldn't bear to watch the person who had saved him many times die in front of him.

No matter what the cost.

Step by step, with the red flames and the temperature high enough to boil the ocean, Ron gradually approached the monument.

He raised his right hand again.

The law of force, the law of killing.

The Law of Dawn.

The law of decay and decline.

The Law of Eros.

There is even a hint of the law of death.

At this moment, Ron had no reservations, and every bit of power he possessed appeared at this moment.

Dense runes connected to each other to form strange chains, which coiled and rotated around Ron's arms.

Boom! Five fingers pressed down on the soul-suppressing monument once again.

This time, the situation was completely different. Just when Ron's fingers touched the Soul-Suppressing Monument, the huge stone monument seemed to have suffered a fierce impact and shook violently.

The entire Black Sea was also experiencing huge waves at this time.

"Break it for me."

A roar came from Ron's mouth.

In an instant, a light mainly milky white with other various colors as supplementary lights bloomed instantly under Ron's palm.

The chaotic energy turned into a shocking impact and spread on the soul-calming stele.

With a humming sound, it collided with the black fog again.

In the past, no matter how hard Ron tried, he could not eliminate the black fog at all. But at this time, he was obviously unable to bear it. In a split second, he was forced back dozens of centimeters by the complex light.

Ostara's chest, which had been covered by the black fog, finally appeared in front of Ron.

Whoosh whoosh…

This is clearly the bottom of the sea, yet there seems to be a sound like the howling of strong wind.

Ron was constantly pushing his own strength. His energy kept increasing, increasing, and increasing, and it seemed that there would never be an end in sight.

Neither Ron nor Ostara had sensed that just above the monument, a huge eyeball had emerged from a thick black fog.

The eyeball was covered with bloodshot and was completely scarlet.

His eyes were fixed on Ron.

It was clearly just a single eyeball, but in it, one could vaguely feel emotions of ridicule, complacency, and madness.

This eyeball took advantage of Ron's emotions and was affecting Ron's spirit.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The flames continued to dance on Ron's body.

The black fog was forced back again, and a slender neck like a white swan appeared in front of Ron.

Just one step away. As long as Ostara can be completely freed from the black fog, perhaps he can take this small stone slab off the stele.

Ron was holding on for dear life.

However, human power is limited.

Even though Ron had tried his best, even using methods like burning his soul, some things could not be changed. When the black fog receded to the chin level, it stopped completely and would never retreat even half an inch.

But Ron's soul will eventually burn out.

…

The Black Sea became the Red Sea.

The originally calm sea surface now seemed to have been hit by an unprecedented storm. Waves hundreds of feet high were rising on the sea surface. The Soul Ferry Boat was constantly thrown into the air, then fell, thrown into the air, and fell...

Fortunately, the Soul Ferry Boat has a special structure. If it were any other ship, even a giant steel ship, it would probably capsize in such a turbulent sea.

Elsa, who had always been very calm, was now panicked.

She had even completely forgotten the dignity of being the goddess of life and death. She lay on the railing of the boat, her head leaning over the railing, her two eyes, one black and one white, staring at the scarlet sea water below. Through the sea water, she could even see the violently dancing flames deep in the sea.

Both eyes were filled with fear.

This...is not the result she wants to see.

Ron, this is burning your soul.

Is he crazy? Doesn't he know what he will become once his soul is completely burned?

His entire existence will be completely erased from the Dusk Continent, and he will disappear completely.

Could it be that he wants to die?

Elsa swore that she had never made Ron feel like this before, ever.

Even Elsa, who had always been full of confidence and seemed to have everything under control, became distracted at this moment.

Chapter 2 　　 　 (End of this chapter)