Chapter 541 Death Falls (10,000)

At the moment when the two energies collided, the thick black ice around them was directly lifted up and then crushed into pieces in an instant.

Instantly, this area of ​​the sky was covered by countless tiny crystals.

The invisible impact spread in all directions.

The power was extremely violent.

Both Patrich and Heferson could clearly feel the violent tremors coming from the glacier thousands of feet below their feet.

A funnel-shaped pit tens of meters deep appeared directly within a radius of hundreds of meters. Further away, cracks were still spreading rapidly, spreading for thousands of meters before gradually calming down.

The air between Patrich and Heferson was even more chaotic, as if the wind was blowing from the southeast, northwest, and north. The flying snow in the sky and the ice crystals on the ground mixed together, covering the sky and the sun, and the vision was almost completely blocked.

But both Heferson and Patrich could truly feel the other's gaze on them.

Both of them seemed to be calculating and planning something.

But in the end, neither Patrich nor Heferson made a move. Heferson kept watching Patrich's movements, and kept retreating. After pulling away from him, he turned around and his figure was quickly submerged in the wind and snow.

On the other side, Patrich also kept looking in the direction of Heferson until he could no longer sense Heferson's breath, and then Patrich breathed a sigh of relief.

To put it bluntly, everyone is not a good person.

If they were absolutely sure that they could take down the opponent, both Heferson and Patrich would not hesitate to fight the opponent, but it was obvious that neither of them had such confidence.

Puff.

After about half a minute, Patrich's body suddenly paused, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

"Damn, that guy, he was really cruel." Patrich muttered in a low voice.

He was afraid. Fortunately, he had disguised himself well and was not discovered by Heferson. Otherwise, the elf kid would definitely kill him while he was injured.

Patrich recognized Heferson's identity.

When he was wandering in the Elf Forest before, the two of them had a brief encounter and fought.

He had the ability to kill Heferson directly, but he felt that there seemed to be other extremely terrifying existences behind Heferson, so he wisely gave up this plan.

Damn it.

This time, the previous injury was too serious and his strength was greatly reduced. Although his realm was improved because he understood the will of the first generation of Dusk King in the Crown of Thorns, and he had swallowed two pieces of Benavid's soul before, these had not been transformed into his power in time. Now he can't even exert the strength of the demigod realm. Otherwise, Heferson would definitely be killed.

On the other side, Heferson was flying at super high speed, flying dozens of kilometers, and after changing his flight direction several times, Heferson finally felt a little relieved.

Just as he felt relieved, Heferson couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, his face was bleak.

"Damn, this old guy is too cruel."

That's the sage, Patrich.

He almost died at the hands of this old guy before, and then the old man disappeared, and there was no news at all. Heferson thought that the sage was finally dead, but he didn't expect to see it here.

Seeing that Patrich was seriously injured and his strength was greatly damaged, he wanted to take this opportunity to kill Patrich, but he didn't expect that this guy would spit blood with a casual palm.

He is worthy of being a thousand-year-old bastard.

Fortunately, his disguise skills are not bad, and he didn't get injured in front of Patrich, otherwise the old man would probably not let him go.

…

Just when Partridge and Hefferson simply exchanged a move, Ron was still guarding Philomena's side.

It seemed that Benavid's soul had really escaped. Although a long time had passed, Philomena's recovery had not been affected at all. Now Philomena has recovered half of her head.

Ron just glanced at her casually and quickly retracted his gaze.

To be honest, Philomena was born petite and cute.

Even though I knew that this person was more than 900 years old, when I saw that little face, I still couldn't help but think of the word cute in my heart, and I couldn't help but reach out to pinch and flick it.

However, no matter how beautiful Philomena was, the picture of her head growing little by little was not so pleasing to the eye after all, and it was even a little scary.

Thinking of Benavid, Ron felt a little sorry in his heart.

People are always a little greedy.

Before this, Ron didn't feel any regret, he just felt that it was not easy to survive under Benavid's hands, after all, he was the god of death.

But now with Benavid's departure, he couldn't help but sigh that he didn't get any benefits from Benavid. As a god, even if a little bit of dregs appeared between his fingers, it should be a big improvement for him.

Of course, although Ron felt annoyed, he didn't regret it.

The decision made not long ago is still the best choice in Ron's mind even now.

Be prepared for the worst. If Benavidre really hides in a corner and takes the opportunity to attack Philomena and take over Philomena's body, it will be too late for Ron to regret it.

Some thoughts came to Ron's mind. He looked up at Philomena. It looked like Philomena would be able to recover completely in half an hour. He immediately turned his attention back to the surroundings and carefully sensed all the movements around him.

The more critical the moment, the more cautious you have to be. Ron does not allow any mistakes in Philomena's recovery process.

Suddenly, Ron's eyelids jumped.

He keenly noticed a slight movement. A chaotic but still powerful soul was approaching this side at a rapid speed. The body that was originally sitting stood up.

Not long after, he saw a gray-black shadow a thousand meters away, like a snake, crawling on the ice at an incredibly fast speed.

Ron's face changed slightly. It was a soul.

Moreover, this soul gave Ron a very familiar feeling. In a flash, Ron knew that it was not Benavid's soul. Whose was it?

But why did this guy's soul become like this?

Ron remembered very clearly that although Benavid was seriously injured before, it was Benavid's body that was really destroyed. His soul was not seriously damaged. What was going on now? It was less than an hour. Why was Benavid's soul so weak?

Although his soul still looked very strong and powerful, Ron could see the emptiness under the fangs and claws.

His soul strength was only half of what it was before.

The soul was so damaged that Benavid could hardly maintain even the most basic sanity. That was why he was so confused and crazy now.

In fact, Benavid was barely able to maintain his sanity when he just left Patrich's body, but as time went by, this sanity became more and more difficult to maintain, and in a short time he had become as crazy as he is now.

A large lump of soul, like a gray-black piece of rotten meat, was wriggling non-stop.

Ron was in doubt, not understanding what Benavid, the god of death, had experienced to become like this.

Just as Ron noticed Benavid's soul, Benavid's soul also noticed the existence of Ron and Philomena.

The large lump of soul suddenly let out a sharp hiss, and the huge soul body squirmed like a twisted ghost, rushing towards this side quickly, looking like a huge skull burning with black flames.

Flesh, flesh, flesh...

In the intermittent, you can even hear a few weird words, which makes people's scalps almost split.

Benavid, who had completely lost his mind, only wanted a body to hold his soul at this moment. This had become Benavid's instinct and deepest obsession.

He had even forgotten who Ron and Philomena were. He just followed his instinct and rushed over to plunder Ron and Philomena's bodies.

Woo woo woo...

The strange sound made people have goose bumps all over their bodies.

Benavid's soul turned into a black cloud that was crawling all over the sky, sweeping over here, covering the sky and the sun.

Although Ron was confused and didn't know why Benavid had become like this, he would not hesitate at all when it was time to take action.

He opened his hands, and the half-god and half-demon energy in his body quickly gathered in his palms, gradually evolving into the power of dawn. In less than two seconds, a huge and sharp lightsaber had appeared.

"Cut."

With a loud shout, the lightsaber instantly tore forward.

If it was Benavid in his normal state, even if he only had half of his strength left, Ron would definitely treat it with caution and not dare to relax at all.

But now, Benavid only had half of his soul left, and he was in a crazy state of losing his mind, so Ron didn't need to care so much.

At the moment when the lightsaber tore through, the entire sky seemed to be split alive from the middle, and the whole world was neatly divided into two halves. Even the strong pollution between heaven and earth was instantly dissipated because of the power of dawn.

Where the sword tore through, the space was cut like a piece of glass.

In an instant, the sword edge containing the strong power of dawn appeared above Benavid's soul.

Instinctively, Benavid sensed the power contained in the sword light that could completely destroy himself. He screamed in fear, and his soul body squirmed desperately. Following instinct, the soul body instantly supported an invisible shield to try to intercept this powerful force.

Swish.

Pure soul power is completely inadequate when facing the power of light.

The invisible shield may be able to withstand all kinds of magical bombardment, but in front of the dawn, it is like a piece of tofu, and is easily cut in the middle.

The next moment, Benavid's soul was also neatly split into two halves.

It was already a broken soul, and now the situation has become even worse.

The two halves of the remnant soul were wailing in pain while squirming and trying to merge together again, but a melodious bell had already sounded in the air. The moment the sound spread, the movement of the remnant soul was paused.

Immediately, Ron reached out and made a move, and a surge of energy surged over. Like a huge squirming palm, he restrained half of Benavid's soul and pulled it directly in front of him. Then he opened it and brought the remaining soul into the spiritual space.

Immediately afterwards, Ron's powerful soul immediately spread out and turned into a large net to surround it, wrapping the remnant soul in the middle and slowly digesting it.

Directly absorbing the souls of other strong men is something that only strong men above the realm of destruction can do. For beings of this level, this is the best shortcut to improve their own strength and realm.

Of course, this is not something you can just swallow.

Only souls of the same realm can be effective after being absorbed. Souls of a lower realm than one's own are useless.

Moreover, even if the souls of powerful people of the same level are absorbed, the number must not be too large. Once the souls of other beings are swallowed up unscrupulously, it is very likely that the practitioner will be involved in the evil path of bloodthirsty and cruelty, and may even cause the foundation of the soul to be unstable. , which is very important for practitioners.

No matter what, Benavid's soul is the soul of a god after all. If he can completely digest the piece of soul he swallowed, it will definitely bring him a lot of benefits. Of course, this process will not be so fast. .

Ron even felt a little confused. He had no idea what was going on. What kind of nerve was wrong with Benavid? Did he die thousands of miles away?

I wonder what the repairman's expression would be like when he sees that the god he arranged has turned into his own tonic. It must be quite exciting, but it's a pity that he can't see it.

The remaining half of the soul seemed not to have expected such a situation. Suddenly, his heart trembled, howling and trying to escape, but a silver chain quickly extended from Ron's finger and wrapped directly around Bernard. On top of Vader's remnant soul.

This chain is pure and condensed with the power of dawn. Once entangled, the soul will never be able to break free unless it possesses the determination of a strong man to cut off its wrist and actively tear the soul apart.

Obviously, the remnant souls that don't even have much sanity left nowadays can't do this at all. The half of the remnant souls are struggling desperately, but they are of no use other than causing the constant burning and pain of the power of dawn. .

"This half of the remnant soul is yours," Ron said.

He didn't look back, but he could already feel that Philomena's body behind him had completely recovered.

Philomena raised her eyebrows, her eyes seemed a little surprised, and she looked at Ron in disbelief: "Is it okay?"

This is a great supplement.

Compared with the state of the soul, the understanding of the realm of gods is truly priceless.

Philomena didn't seem to expect that Ron was actually willing to give half of this treasure to herself. After all, Ron was willing to stay here to protect herself and bought herself a certain amount of safe and recovery time. She was already owed Do Ron a favor.

"Of course, don't forget to defeat Benavid before, but we worked together. Without you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be Benavid's opponent." Ron said briskly.

He's not a stingy guy.

What's more, this Philomena is also one of our own.

Philomena's ability to become stronger is also a good thing for herself.

Philomena blinked her long eyelashes and looked at Ron. After confirming Ron's intention, she no longer hesitated and swallowed up the last remaining soul of Benavid.

At this point, Benavid, the god of death arranged by the repairman, has been completely divided by the four heretics Ron, Philomena, Partridge and Hefferson. Not even a bit of dregs is left, not even a bit. waste.

After dealing with the remnant soul of Benavid, Ron and Philomena finally began to head to the deepest part of the Far North.

Niaf and Bai Lan are still trapped in the core of the contaminated area.

Niaf is strong enough. Even if she cannot kill evil spirits, she will never be harmed by them. However, Bai Lan's situation is different. Relatively speaking, Bai Lan's strength is too weak. Not to mention withstanding the attacks of evil spirits, she is just The pollution released by evil spirits is enough to make Bai Lan uncomfortable.

After all, she is Bai Yuan's sister. If Bai Lan is really hurt, I'm afraid Bai Yuan will also be sad.

Along the way, Ron gave Philomena a brief introduction to the world line and things related to repairmen, and Philomena finally understood why Archibald's lineage was always being hunted.

In that mysterious world line created by the supreme being, his father and himself were not allowed to exist at all.

I finally understood that Archibald didn’t care about his woman or his children. He also knew that his father was not crazy. All along, he was just desperately trying to find a way for his children to live. Road, that's all.

…

No one can see that there is a huge island floating quietly in the sky tens of thousands of meters high.

This island has a special name, Sky Island.

This is heaven!

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