Chapter 530 Soul Tear (Five Thousand)

"Old man, it's time to settle the accounts between us..."

Philomena's voice was cold. She was obviously facing a sage who was stronger than herself, but there was no fear at all in Philomena's voice, and she was even a little eager to try. Especially those big ice-blue eyes. I don't know if it was Partridge's illusion, but it felt like there were flames jumping in those eyes.

An inexplicable danger enveloped Partridge's body.

He didn't understand why this happened. Philomena's strength was obviously far inferior to his.

Partridge could tell at a glance that Philomena was only at the peak of the Destruction Realm, and he was a demigod. It seemed that there was only one step away between the peak of the Destruction Realm and the Demigod, but this step, he wanted to take Getting out is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The gap in strength between the peak of the Destruction Realm and the demigods must at least double or triple, and may even be more.

In other words, Philomena could never be his opponent, and he had no idea why he felt such strong danger from Philomena.

What's more, Philomena was seriously injured because of her previous sneak attack.

In fact, with Partridge's character, when he saw the six-winged fallen angel appearing, he should have turned around and left immediately. After all, the six-winged fallen angel was the real existence that could pose a fatal threat to him. He Never dare to be careless in the slightest.

But this time, Partridge had a rare manly moment.

Perhaps it was because of his eagerness to kill the descendants of the Blasphemer, or perhaps because Partridge wanted to see what Philomena, Archibald’s daughter, had in store... After all, Philo Mina and the Blasphemer are of the same origin. Although there is a huge difference in realm between the two, no matter what, there is always some shadow of Archibald in Philomena's power.

If I can accumulate some experience with Philomena, it will be good for me to deal with the real Archibald in the future.

All in all, not only did Partridge not leave this time, he didn't even take the initiative and slapped Philomena to death, who was not worth mentioning in his eyes. He even looked at the woman in front of him with interest, as if he wanted to Let's see what else this woman can do.

Just watching, Partridge's expression changed.

Philomena's ice-blue eyes just stared at Partridge, doing nothing. Only a layer of soft green light seemed to flicker slightly on her body. This green light was extremely bright, like... The new buds on the treetops in spring are so delicate and beautiful.

In this green light, Partridge felt even more vitality.

The next moment, Partridge felt that the breath in Philomena's body quickly recovered, and even her originally pale complexion turned rosy again in a short period of time. At a glance, there was almost no trace of injury at all. trace.

How ferocious the sneak attack just now was, Partridge knew better than anyone else. He could clearly sense that Philomena was definitely in a state of serious injury just now. Her body was broken, her internal organs were cracked, and even her magic power was gone. It became chaotic.

This kind of injury is not worth mentioning to a strong person in the demigod realm, and he can recover in the blink of an eye.

Just like Niaf and the evil spirit, broken arms and tentacles can grow back in an instant.

However, it is absolutely impossible for a practitioner in the Destruction Realm to have such exaggerated recovery ability... The most important thing is that even the chaotic energy inside Philomena's body was completely restored at that moment.

This recovery ability is really exaggerated. Even Partridge dare not say that he can recover so quickly when his breath is disordered.

law.

Law of Regeneration.

Only practitioners who master similar laws can have such an exaggerated recovery speed.

If this was the case, then Partridge wouldn't be too shocked. After all, even if Philomena returned to her prime, she was only at the peak of the Destruction Realm and could still not be her opponent.

But soon, Partridge's face turned ugly again.

After the injury was fully recovered, the light on Philomena did not disappear, but suddenly changed from the original green light to a red light, bright red like blood.

In the hazy state, Philomena seemed to be completely immersed in a pool of blood.

Not to mention, as the red light bloomed, Philomena's aura became stronger and stronger.

The originally pretty, even a little cute little face turned strange, crazy, and even sinister. It was as if the person standing in front of Partridge was no longer the original Philomena. , but a terrifying demon.

The aura and coercion released by Philomena also increased steadily, faster than before.

In a short period of time, it almost doubled.

This scene made Partridge couldn't help but take a breath, and the expression on his face became particularly wonderful.

This is...another law, the law of violence.

This woman is so terrible.

The effect of the law of regeneration is to quickly recover Philomena's physical injuries, magic power, and even her soul.

The law of violence is to gain powerful destructive power within a certain period of time at the cost of damaging one's own body, magic power and soul.

If it is just the law of rage, then the improvement it brings to the practitioner is actually quite limited. After all, the body and soul of the practitioner cannot be destroyed without limit. According to Patridge's understanding of these common laws, being able to double one's own destructive power is basically the limit.

But if the law of rage is combined with the law of regeneration, it is a completely different concept.

The law of rage can increase Philomena's destructive power, and the damage caused by the law of rage to the body and soul will be quickly repaired by the law of regeneration. The repaired soul and body can continue to support the law of rage to continue to improve its own strength.

God knows how these two extreme laws are matched together.

With these two extreme laws, Philomena is like a perpetual motion machine.

She is tireless. Before the energy that her body can carry reaches the limit, Philomena can continue to improve her own strength. Philomena is obviously the kind of woman who pays special attention to physical practice. This can be seen from the fact that Patridge's full-strength sneak attack just now failed to completely destroy Philomena's body.

At this moment, Patrich finally understood where the fear came from.

If this woman was given enough time to continuously improve her strength, she might be able to threaten him. Patrich felt that he could not wait any longer. With a gloomy face, a staff appeared in his palm. Then, with a bang, the staff slammed heavily on the ice surface. In an instant, a crack appeared directly in front of Patrich, and then the crack spread towards Philomena at an incredibly fast speed.

Judgment!

Patrich's law.

The ability to ignore all defenses and directly cut off the target.

Even Niafu did not dare to resist this law. When she fought with Patrich, Niafu spent dozens of angel wings to block the judgment.

Although Philomena did not know what kind of power this was, she instinctively felt the danger.

However, Patrich's evaluation of Philomena was very accurate, that is, Philomena was really a berserker. Although Philomena was small, cute and well-behaved on weekdays, when Patrich turned on the violent mode, the whole person would immediately become another appearance.

Although she saw the cracks of the cut and felt the danger in the cut, Philomena had no intention of avoiding it at all. Instead, she opened her right hand with force, and a long spear suddenly appeared in her palm. At the moment when the long spear just appeared, it turned directly into a huge, scarlet sickle. At this time, Philomena's image looked like the legendary god of death.

Philomena almost completely ignored the attack of the cut, and her body just slightly turned to one side.

With a swish, the cut passed directly over Philomena's shoulder.

The highly reinforced legendary armor that Philomena wore was completely turned into tofu dregs in front of the law of the cut, and there was no ability to resist at all. The armor was instantly penetrated, and the arm inside was instantly cut off.

The arm instantly separated from the body and fell to the ground. This scene looked quite horrifying, but Philomena was not affected at all. She seemed to feel no pain at all and did not slow down at all. The other arm also chopped down.

Obviously, there was a distance of dozens of meters between Philomena and Patrich, but at the moment when the sickle tore down, it was already in front of Patrich. Patrich's face changed slightly, but he was not panicked.

After all, as a master of the demigod realm, even if Philomena's strength continued to rise because of the law of regeneration and the law of violence, there was still a big gap between her and Patrich.

Even without seeing any movement from Patrich, a translucent shield had already appeared in front of Patrich out of thin air.

Patrich was confident that the magic shield arranged by his own strength could easily intercept Philomena's attack. This woman had no ability to break his defense at all.

But the next moment, the scene that happened made Patrich dumbfounded.

The magic shield seemed to be non-existent. The sickle went straight through the shield and entered the inside of the shield without destroying it at all, cutting towards Patrich's neck.

Even though Patrich was very powerful, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear when something like this happened. He subconsciously leaned back and tried to avoid the sharp edge of the sickle.

But it was too late.

Because Patrich didn't expect that the sickle could completely ignore the magic shield. He couldn't dodge it in time, and the sickle cut directly through Patrich's neck.

Then, an even more bizarre scene appeared.

Obviously, the sickle cut directly through Patrich's neck, but Patrich still didn't feel any pain, and even the wrinkled neck that was as close to a dead tree trunk didn't have any scars at all.

What's going on? Is it an illusion?

No, it's not an illusion.

Suddenly, Patrich seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed instantly.

The withered body seemed to have turned into a slippery loach, wriggling desperately, trying to break free from the sickle.

It must be said that Patridge's reaction was really fast, but when the sickle hit Patridge, all struggles were useless. With a swish, the sickle tore through Patridge's neck.

There was no wound on his neck, but Patridge couldn't help but let out a shrill and hoarse scream.

The scream was extremely painful. It is said that masters of Patridge's level have a strong resistance to physical pain. Not to mention that there was no wound, even if his head was really cut off, he would not scream. But this time he couldn't control it at all. The intense pain even made Patridge's body tremble.

His face turned pale, except for a hint of darkness at the center of his eyebrows.

The aura on his body instantly dropped a lot.

If you look closely, you can even see a small piece of gray-black mark hanging on the tip of Philomena's sickle.

That is... Patridge's soul torn off by the sickle.

That's right, this is Philomena's real method.

Philomena's sickle will not cause any damage to the body, but it can ignore defense, ignore the body, and directly attack the soul in the body.

This attack method is extremely strange, even the knowledgeable Patridge was caught by it.

Huff huff.

The strong pain made Patridge's throat gasp violently, and beads of sweat flowed down his forehead. His turbid old eyes were filled with anger and fear. Since he became a sage, it was the first time he suffered such a big loss.

At the same time, Patridge also fully confirmed Philomena's danger.

This woman, although her strength is not as good as hers, this method is really a bit too scary.

Even for a master of the demigod realm, if the soul is damaged, it is a very serious matter. The small piece of soul just cut off by Philomena will take at least decades of cultivation for Patridge to gradually recover.

If his soul is damaged too much, he might become an idiot with nothing but strength. For Patridge, this result is more painful than killing him.

On the other side, Philomena also heard a rustling sound.

The broken right arm was growing rapidly again under the effect of the law of regeneration. Before the arm was fully grown, Philomena's attack was almost undelayed. Her feet suddenly exerted force on the ground. With a bang, Philomena's body rushed towards Patridge in an instant, and the sickle cut towards Patridge's neck again.

Chi Chi Chi Chi...

The sharp blade of the sickle tore through the air, making a chi Chi Chi sound of breaking through the air. Philomena's attack was more and more fierce.

Madman, this woman is completely a madman.

She didn't care whether she would be injured or not. Once she entered a violent state, there was only one thought left in Philomena's little head, that is, to kill... Either she killed the target herself, or she was killed by the target, that's all.

This is a life-for-life fighting style.

Patridge has lived for more than a thousand years, and has experienced countless battles, big and small, but this is the first time he has seen such a rogue fighting style.

Especially when Patridge attaches great importance to his own life, he does not want to exchange his life with Patridge. In a short time, he was forced back several kilometers by Philomena.

This battle cannot be fought. With a gritted teeth, Patridge took off into the air and roared towards the south. Now Patridge is doing his old business again, just wanting to stay away from Philomena.

After all, his soul was hurt, and he did not have the blessing of the law of regeneration. If he really stayed here and fought with Philomena to death, even if he could kill Philomena with his repressive realm and strength, I am afraid that his soul would be seriously injured and his strength would be greatly damaged.

This is a situation that Patridge must avoid. After all, if he encounters the killer arranged by the repairman when he is seriously injured, encounters those guardians of fate, or even encounters Ron, wouldn’t he be dead?

While muttering in his heart, Patridge's flying speed was getting faster and faster.

Accompanied by the sharp sound of the wind, the air hit his face, as sharp as a knife, and it was burning.

Just after escaping for a distance, Patridge felt something was wrong behind him. Enduring the heart-piercing pain in his soul, Patridge turned his head and looked, and his eyes suddenly went black.

Philomena, that little bitch, actually chased up from behind, and it seemed that there was a fight to the death.

Damn it.

Embarrassing, it was really too embarrassing.

Obviously, he was a strong man in the demigod realm, but now he was chased by a little kid in the destruction realm and ran around everywhere, and the saint lost all his face.

Although he felt humiliated, Patridge's flying speed did not slow down, but became faster and faster.

However, Patridge's flying method was a little weird. Originally, he planned to flee directly to the south, after all, this would ensure that he would leave the snowfield as soon as possible, but soon Patridge gave up this plan.

To the south is the Dulles Mountains, and beyond the Dulles Mountains is the Spang Theocracy.

Ron is in the Spang Theocracy, and if I run in this direction, I'll be in trouble if I run into him. That guy is very ruthless and will definitely not miss a good opportunity to take advantage of me when he sees that I'm in trouble.

With a change of mind, Patrich turned around and flew to the right front.

If I remember correctly, that should be the location of the bear tribe of the orcs.

Patrich was very proud and felt that he was really smart. When a piece of his soul was cut off and it was in great pain, he could still think so carefully.

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