Chapter 538: Partridge's Hope (Five Thousand)

Patridge also escaped.

Ron watched, but did not stop Patridge's actions.

Although if Ron wanted to stop him, there was a 50% chance that Patridge would be left behind, at least he would never let Patridge escape so easily, but Ron did not do so. For Ron now, Philomena's situation was the most important.

He had promised Archibald that Philomena would never be hurt.

Otherwise, once he and Patridge went to war, the aftermath of the battle would inevitably be out of control, and Philomena would be affected by one carelessness. Moreover, the soul of Benavid might not have escaped, but was lurking around carefully.

Once he was distracted by Patridge and had no time to worry about Philomena, it was very likely that Benavid would take advantage of the opportunity.

Philomena now had no ability to resist Benavid's possession.

For Ron, keeping Philomena was the most important thing, and other things could be put aside.

However, Benavid escaped, and Patridge escaped... It seemed that this dangerous battle did not benefit him at all, but Ron was quite satisfied with the current result.

He found Philomena.

Moreover, he was facing Benavid, a god of death. It was good enough to save his life in front of a real god, not to mention that he destroyed his body and damaged Benavid's soul. If he continued to be greedy at this time, he would bring disaster to himself accidentally.

As for Patridge, although he failed to kill Patridge,... this was normal.

This old thing was a saint anyway.

He was an old monster who had survived for nearly a thousand years under the many operations of the repairman and the attacks of a large number of fate guardians. I don't know how many means he had to save his life. How could he be the kind of existence that could be easily killed?

At least through this battle, I have a better understanding of Patridge.

Patrich is indeed a saint. Although he is a little timid and runs away immediately when he encounters a stronger enemy, his strength is really beyond doubt.

First, he had a fight with Philomena before, and he should have been injured.

Later, he was hit by a club by himself, and his head was directly smashed.

The broken body was swallowed by Arriagius again.

But during the long time that he, Philomena and Benavid fought, Patrich was not digested by Arriagius. You should know that Arriagius's digestion ability is very abnormal. Not to mention a person, even if a mountain enters Arriagius's stomach, it will not take a few minutes to digest it without leaving any residue.

This alone is enough to show that Patrich has a lot of means to save his life.

In the end, Patrich was able to break through Arriagius' skin and escape.

Even though Alecius was only a corpse now, it was also the corpse of the evil god. Being able to break the skin of the evil god was enough to prove how terrible Patrich's attack power was.

If he could change his character of running away at any time, he would be a more terrible enemy than Benavid.

Ron didn't ask for too much, and he didn't dislike the coldness of the ice layer. He just sat beside Philomena, protecting her and buying her time to recover safely.

He could feel that the danger was not completely over.

Although he didn't know where the enemy was hiding, he could vaguely feel that there seemed to be a pair of cold and cruel eyes, silently watching himself and Philomena in a corner.

This weird state didn't know how long it lasted before it gradually dissipated.

...

Puff!

A mouthful of old blood spurted out of Patrich's mouth.

This sage was already old.

Normally, he looked like he was dying, but now he looked even more terrifying, with a wrinkled face covered with gray and black spots.

That was corpse spots.

If you get closer, you can even feel that Patridge seemed to be releasing a faint stench.

That was only found on dying people, full of the stench of decay.

On that messy head, there was a green hat... um, to be precise, it was an emerald green crown woven with countless green leaves and branches.

Blood spurted out, and the beard on the chin and the clothes on the chest were stained with scarlet. There seemed to be countless tiny worms in the blood, like dirty worms, cocooning their bodies.

This was the mark of being contaminated.

Patridge was really dying this time.

In the past thousand years, Partridge has encountered various enemies, but because of his cautiousness, Partridge never put himself in danger. It is this extremely special and even criticized character that although Partridge has countless enemies, he has never encountered a truly fatal danger.

But this time, it was different.

Ron's sneak attack directly smashed his head, which was just a small matter for Partridge.

For a demigod like Partridge, he can grow a new head in just a few breaths.

However, after being swallowed by the strange white worm, Partridge really knew what death was and what it felt like to be on the verge of death.

The space inside the body of that strange insect was extremely terrifying, and it could almost accommodate an entire mountain range.

When he entered the belly of the insect, he could immediately feel some mysterious power emerging from all directions. Those strange powers were like countless invisible threads, entangled with Patridge's body.

At that moment, Patridge was trembling with fear. He could feel that if he stayed in the belly of the insect for a little longer, his entire existence would be completely eliminated.

That strange power was melting his body, eroding his magic power, and eliminating his soul.

He had never experienced such a strange thing. Patridge tried to struggle and escape from the belly of the insect, but he couldn't do it. Although the skin of the insect looked extremely thin, it was extremely tough. Even if Patridge tried his best, he couldn't tear a small crack on the epidermis.

That's not all. There was also extremely exaggerated pollution in the belly of the insect.

This pollution was dozens of times more intense than the pollution area created by the evil god.

That is to say, a demigod master like Patridge, if it were any other existence, he would not be able to survive in the stomach of the worm for a few seconds, and perhaps he would become a madman before being completely digested by the worm.

Just this strong pollution made Patridge understand what kind of existence trapped him.

Evil God.

That is the real evil god.

Only evil gods higher than evil spirits can release such terrible pollution.

Although Patridge could feel that this so-called evil god should be just a pure corpse, without any breath of life in it, Ron just tempered the corpse of the evil god into a terrifying holy relic.

But even so, it was enough to make Patridge despair.

That was the corpse of the real evil god. Ordinary creatures, even those in the realm of destruction and the realm of demigod, would go crazy or even die if they came into contact with it. Ron actually had the ability to turn this thing into a holy relic.

In Patridge's mind, almost immediately, Ron was classified as someone who must not be provoked. Not only Ron, but even those people around Ron that he valued were classified as someone who must not be provoked. With Ron's protective personality, if he really provoked the woman around him, this guy would probably chase him down regardless of everything.

Living on the Dusk Continent was already difficult enough, and Patridge did not want to add another terrifying enemy to his difficult life.

The fear of being on the verge of death made Patridge shudder, and he struggled desperately in the belly of the white worm.

But, how could the skin of the evil god be easily broken?

No matter how hard Patridge struggled, it was useless. He could only feel his energy being consumed and worn away little by little in extreme fear. He knew that when the energy in his body was completely consumed, it would be the time for him to die.

At that time, Patridge was even desperate.

For thousands of years, even though he knew that there was a repairman like him, Patridge still tried to survive and never gave up hope. But in the belly of the white worm, when his energy was almost exhausted, Patridge really wanted to give up.

However, if you want to say who has the strongest desire to survive in the entire Dusk Continent, it is undoubtedly Patridge.

This guy wants to live more than any other life, no matter what the cost.

Under the stimulation of the strong desire to survive, Patridge finally gave up everything.

There has always been a special item in Patridge's hand, which is a powerful holy relic.

The Crown of Thorns.

This may be the longest-circulating and oldest holy relic on the Dusk Continent.

It is said that when the first generation of Dusk King ascended the throne, the subjects of all races on the Dusk Continent collected leaves and branches of all plants on the Dusk Continent and wove them into a symbol of supreme authority.

After the death of the first Dusk King, the Crown of Thorns should have been buried with the first Dusk King, but when it was buried, the Crown of Thorns disappeared and never appeared in the Dusk Continent again.

Patrich was lucky. When he was escaping in the Dusk Continent... no, when he was traveling, he found the Crown of Thorns in a mountain stream in a primitive jungle.

After getting the Crown of Thorns, Patrich spent a long time studying and finally gradually figured out the effect of the Crown of Thorns. In short, after wearing the Crown of Thorns, there is no kingly aura that makes the four sides submit, but if you sacrifice your own soul, you can temporarily gain the power of the first Dusk King from the Crown of Thorns.

That was the first Dusk King, who created the Dusk Dynasty that lasted for tens of thousands of years.

How strong it was is simply unimaginable.

Patrich did not experience the era of the Dusk Dynasty, but he had some guesses about the situation of that era. In Patrich's view, among the many Dusk Kings of the Dusk Dynasty, there must have been existences comparable to gods.

At least, the power of the last Twilight King should not be much inferior to that of a god.

As the one who founded the Twilight Dynasty, the power of the first Twilight King is probably even stronger.

If he could obtain the power of the first Twilight King, even if it was only temporary, it would definitely be enough to deal with all kinds of dangers. Therefore, Patrich has always regarded the Crown of Thorns as a means of saving his life.

It was just because Patridge had always been cautious in his actions, and he tried not to take risks as much as possible. In addition, if he wanted to activate the Crown of Thorns, he had to sacrifice part of his soul, so Patridge had never used the power of the Crown of Thorns.

That is, in the belly of the white worm, when he felt that death was getting closer and closer and he could not see any hope no matter how hard he struggled, Patridge finally used the power of the Crown of Thorns.

After the soul sacrifice, Patridge could immediately feel clearly that an unprecedentedly powerful force was infused into his body.

At that moment, Patridge even felt that he had become a giant standing tall and upright, and a king who was high above.

That kind of majesty, that kind of spirit.

Even Patridge's soul had the urge to crawl on the ground and tremble.

Unparalleled, looking down on the world.

This is the first generation of the Dusk King.

He is the first and most supreme king of the Dusk Continent.

Patrich's soul was stimulated like never before, but he didn't even have time to experience that feeling. He knew that his time was extremely short and there was no capital to waste.

He tried his best to suppress the urge to immerse himself in that feeling, and then with the help of the power of the first generation of Twilight King, he tore open the skin of Arriaius, and then with the help of the remaining power, he fled at a speed several times faster than before.

Until this moment, Patrich finally stopped.

The power in his body that belonged to the last Twilight King had already burned out.

It was really a very short time, maybe only a few dozen seconds, but for Patrich, even if he sacrificed part of his soul, it was quite worth it.

The power of the first generation of Twilight King was too strong. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break the skin of the evil god. In front of the first generation of Twilight King, it was like tofu dregs.

That is to say, although Patridge was affected by the will of the first generation of Dusk King, his cowardly nature still prevailed. Otherwise, he might even use the power of these ten seconds to attack Ron and Philomena regardless of everything.

But no matter what, he survived.

For Patridge, staying alive is the most important thing after all. After all, once he dies, there will be nothing left.

But the real benefit is far more than just surviving.

Obviously, he suffered very serious injuries, and his soul was still bringing bursts of sharp pain, reminding Patridge that his current soul was just a broken soul, but Patridge seemed to feel no pain at all. His wrinkled, pale and haggard face even revealed a weird, neurotic smile.

He reached out and took off the crown of thorns.

His fingers stroked the green buds on the crown, feeling the thorns on the crown and stimulating his fingers.

Slowly, his breathing became rapid.

His eyes began to go crazy, as if there was a scarlet flame burning in his eyes.

That was greed, that was desire.

That was desperate expectation.

Ron and Philomena only knew that Patridge was a master of the demigod realm, but they didn't know exactly where he was, after all, neither of them had entered the demigod realm.

But Patridge knew his situation very well.

His realm was just the early stage of demigod.

That's right, he had just entered the demigod realm.

The moment Patridge made public the words and new magic skills taught to him by Archibald, and the moment Patridge finally won the title of sage, he received the gift of the repairman.

He completely replaced Archibald's existence, and then the shackles on his body were opened at that moment, and he successfully became a strong man in the destruction realm, and then stepped into the demigod realm.

But after becoming a strong man in the demigod realm, Patridge seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. No matter how hard he practiced, his own strength did not improve.

Partridge had also tried every possible way to search for all kinds of natural treasures and elixirs, but none of them had any effect.

Once upon a time, Partridge thought that he might be trapped in the early stage of the demigod realm for his whole life. The illusory realm of God might never be touched.

But this time, Partridge noticed his own abnormality.

When he wore the crown of thorns before, the will of the first generation of Dusk King seemed to have a brief fusion with his own consciousness, and the spirit of the first generation of Dusk King also brought Partridge a new understanding.

Although it was a very short time, now that he stopped, Partridge felt that his realm had actually shown some signs of loosening.

At this moment, Partridge even had the urge to burst into tears.

More than 900 years... more than 900 years.

Who knows how he got through these 900 years?

Seeing that his strength did not improve at all every day, but the people who wanted to kill him became stronger and stronger, and now there was even an opponent like Ron, it would be a lie for Partridge to say that he was not tormented in his heart.

I didn't expect that after I comprehended the will of the first generation Dusk King, I would actually be able to improve.

At this moment, Patrich was extremely upset. If he had known this earlier, he should have comprehended it for a few more seconds. Perhaps he could have gained greater benefits.

Accompanied by heavy breathing, Partridge's sight fell on the crown of thorns again, and there seemed to be a burning flame in his eyes.

He saw hope, and he wanted to grasp it.

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