Chapter 608 Alliance (10,000)

Ron had expected Heferson's denial, and was not surprised. He did not continue to dwell on this matter. He just sneered when he heard Heferson's words: "How could it be? You came to me to discuss something important."

After a brief pause, Ron spoke again: "Brother, do you know the repairman and the administrator?"

He did not make a direct request, but asked a question.

Sure enough, when Heferson heard the words "repairman and administrator", his eyes narrowed into a slit instantly. It was obvious that Heferson had contact with these beings.

Perhaps, the repairman had also arranged a master to deal with Heferson.

But unfortunately, behind Heferson is the source of all evil.

Perhaps the source of all evil will not be able to show up directly due to various reasons, but it should be very simple to give Heferson some gifts so that Heferson has the capital to compete with the repairman's lackeys.

After many attempts and failure to deal with Heferson, the repairman may temporarily give up targeting Heferson.

Heferson obviously understood that Ron knew a lot of confidential information, and it was meaningless to keep some things hidden. He nodded quickly after hearing this, admitting that he did know about the repairman and the administrator.

"That's a group of guys whose status is higher than that of gods. Everyone in the Elf Forest says that I, Heferson, am arrogant and domineering, but in my opinion, these administrators are really arrogant."

Heferson's eyes became more and more sinister, like a jackal: "They actually wove some world line and wanted to control the fate of all life in the entire Dusk Continent. Once they violate the arrangement of fate, they will take certain measures to get the world line back on track."

"Hehe, everything has spirits. What will the future of intelligent life be like? This is our own business. How can we let others arrange it?"

"If everything must follow the world line, then can we really be considered life? What's the difference between us and those so-called puppets?"

Yohu?

Quite a lot of resentment.

Originally, Ron felt that it was unlikely to persuade Heferson, but after listening to Heferson's words, he felt that there was still hope. He was full of hatred for the existence of the administrators.

"Then do you know the Guardian of Destiny, and do you know the Andre family?" Ron asked again.

Heferson glanced at Ron and replied indifferently: "Aren't they just a group of lackeys of the repairman?"

"Since you know about the repairman, the source of all evil, and the world line, then I think you are also in the game. There is no point in hiding it from you." Heferson snorted: "You guessed right. There is indeed an evil god, the source of all evil, standing behind me."

"I am very curious, how do you know the source of all evil?"

"I think I have hidden this secret very well. Except for myself, even the closest people don't know."

Ron exhaled: "Judging from the breath on your body, I was lucky enough to get a Pantheon Atlas. This book records all the evil gods, righteous gods, their names, the powers they hold, and how they were born. In the brief fight between us before, you infiltrated some pollution into my body. Those pollutions are very similar to the source of all evil recorded in the Pantheon Atlas."

Pantheon Atlas

Heferson's eyes suddenly showed some envy.

He knew his situation very well.

Although it was relatively stable for the time being, he would definitely fight with the so-called gods in the near future. If he could get the Pantheon Atlas and have some understanding of those so-called gods in advance, many things would become more convenient.

Sure enough, this Ron was also a person with great opportunities. Otherwise, why would he get a treasure like the Pantheon Atlas?

I really want to kill him and snatch the Pantheon Atlas.

It's a pity that I can't do it.

Even if it's a life-and-death fight, there is no guarantee of victory.

Although in Heferson's eyes, Ron is just a young boy, his realm is not as good as his own, his combat experience is not as good as his own, and the time immersed in the destruction realm is far less than his own, it should be very possible to suppress Ron with his own strength, but he can't do it.

When the killing intent in his chest was the strongest before, he suddenly felt a very strong pain in his mind. That was only when the evil god behind him conveyed information to him, he would feel this way.

Although no specific information was conveyed, Heferson could clearly feel the strong vigilance in the will of the evil god.

Ron naturally did not have the ability to make the evil god vigilant, so it could only be the existence behind Ron. It seemed that the human in front of him also had a deep background and was not easy to mess with.

After understanding this, Heferson gave up the idea of ​​attacking Ron.

It can even be said that in Heferson's heart, Ron has become a comrade-in-arms, so there is no need to tear his face.

Some thoughts flashed through his mind, and Heferson's mouth did not stop: "One hundred and twenty years ago, I should have abdicated and given the position of high priest to my apprentice, and then I could live out my life."

"I can feel that I am about to die."

"It's strange to say that I was only over five hundred years old at that time. Not to mention that the basic lifespan of the elves is four hundred years. As time goes by, the lifespan will continue to increase. At the legendary level, It can at least double the lifespan, and it can be doubled even more in the realm of destruction.”

"In other words, normally I should have a lifespan of 1,600 years. Even if I don't reach this number, I will definitely not feel the call of death at the age of more than 500 years old."

It seemed that Hefelson was willing to share some secrets with him, and Ron was naturally willing to listen.

"I felt something was wrong, and it was difficult to accept such a result, so I started to investigate. After a little investigation, I discovered the problem... For eight thousand years, humans, elves, dragons... among the major races, although they were destroyed There are very few strong people in this realm, but they are not without them.”

"Needless to say about the dragon clan, the Dragon King and all the elders are in the realm of destruction."

"There are also blasphemers and saints on the human side."

"In the long history of the elves, six strong men in the realm of destruction have also been born... And among these six strong men in the realm of destruction, two are over five hundred years old, because they are so inexplicable that it is unbelievable. The reason is that they died, and the remaining four also disappeared when they were more than 500 years old and never appeared again. I can only judge that these four also died when they were more than 500 years old. "

"The human side is even worse. The blasphemers are young and strong, but they are destroyed by the thunder."

"The sage Partridge was less than two hundred years old and had thousands of people supporting his coffin."

"Except for the Dragon Clan, which can live for thousands of years, no top master of any race can die. I feel something abnormal. There seems to be some mysterious power that is preventing the top masters of all races. Genius survives for a long time.”

"The dragon tribe is an exception, and the dragon tribe is recognized by the gods as a race that manages the world on behalf of the gods... Therefore, I wonder if this abnormality has anything to do with the gods."

Hefelson said slowly.

His voice sounded very relaxed, even relieved.

These things are all the biggest secrets in Hefelson's heart, but for so many years, Hefelson has not dared to confide his secrets to anyone.

But Ron is different. Ron is also a person in the game, and he is also the only person in Hefferson's eyes who can talk to him. No matter what the relationship between the two is, even if they both want to kill each other, now there is only Ron can be that listener.

And these words also made Ron couldn't help being shocked.

Good guy, he is indeed the high priest of the elves.

This guy can make so many associations just through the death of some people without any substantive evidence. It is really scary. Moreover, these associations are very close to the truth.

"Just when I had this idea in my mind, my spirit seemed to have entered some kind of mysterious space and was connected with the evil god you mentioned as the source of all evil. This evil god showed me my destiny."

"Not long after I hand over the position of high priest to my apprentice, I will be killed by my apprentice himself..."

"As for the excuse for killing me, it was to protect my destiny. Haha, it's ridiculous."

Ron raised his eyebrows: "So, you took the initiative and killed your apprentice? You, your apprentice, are the guardian of the fate of the Andre family?"

Hefelson nodded: "Yes, that's it. Even his identity as an elf and his appearance are all disguises. He has been lurking around me for more than one hundred and eighty years, more than one hundred and eighty years." Years ago, I couldn’t even imagine what kind of will it was that could support this guy to do this, even without showing any flaws in more than 180 years.”

"From that moment on, I already knew that everyone in the Andre family, all the guardians of destiny, are a bunch of fucking lunatics."

"People like us are probably the so-called heretics, right?"

Hefelson laughed at himself. He stopped at that point and didn't say much about what happened after that. He just stopped at that point.

According to Hefferson, after he killed the apprentices placed by the Andre family beside him, he also suffered many assassinations. However, the Elf Forest was his territory, and there was also the source of all evil to help him behind the scenes. , no matter how many times the Andre family assassinations were carried out, they all failed. Gradually, the members of the Andre family stopped coming, completely pushing the matter to the repairmen. This is indeed what they can do. matter.

After saying what he had been holding back in his heart in one breath, Hefferson felt comfortable all over his body, not to mention how happy he was. This super boss didn't even care about being decent at all. He stretched his arms hard and stretched out. Lazily, his eyes fell on Ron again: "Mr. Ron, what about you? How did you become a heretic?"

Regarding this issue, Ron had already said something. He just shrugged: "Because of a stone slab, I think you should also have investigated me. You should know that I am an excellent scholar of ancient characters and have extensive knowledge of the contents of various tombs. I’m very interested in what I dug up.”

"I once got a slate by chance. After I started studying the slate, my life changed. I always felt some gibberish echoing in my mind while sleeping."

"At that time, I was still a complete rookie in cultivation, and I didn't even know many of the taboos of cultivators. The strange whispers interested me and made me want to pursue them subconsciously. Then... I saw a dark ocean. Deep in the ocean, I saw a huge stone tablet. On the stone tablet was a woman tied up with dense chains... From then on, my life began to change. I should have died in Larnaca City at the hands of the illegitimate son of the Vice Pope of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, but I survived. From then on, I became a heretic, and the killers of the Andre family began to appear around me."

"I even had to fake my death to get away."

Ron also briefly described what he had experienced. Although it was short, Heferson gave him a thumbs up. When listening to the whispers, he didn't find a safe place to hide, but went to explore the origin of the whispers... fierce man.

You know, the biggest taboo among practitioners is not to explore any mysteries, not to listen to any nonsense, otherwise, at best, you will become a madman, and at worst, you will die without knowing how.

And Ron, who was reckless, not only survived, but even his own destiny was rewritten. This luck is really against the sky.

"Now we have enough understanding of each other, you should tell us your real purpose!" Heferson also felt a lot more relaxed, and when he talked to Ron, he was no longer as awkward as at the beginning: "You don't just want to chat with me, you shouldn't be that boring."

"Of course." Ron nodded.

"Do you know what happened in the orc territory in the far north half a month ago?" Ron asked.

Heferson narrowed his eyes again. He was considering what Ron meant by this, but Ron didn't want to give Heferson too much time to think: "You should have swallowed a piece of the remnant soul of the god of death Benavid, don't deny it, I can feel the breath of the god of death on you."

"I have also swallowed the remnant soul of Benavid, I am very familiar with this feeling."

Ron only realized this after spending a little more time with Heferson. Heferson was very good at hiding it, and he could hardly sense it before.

After being told this, Heferson no longer denied it. In fact, he didn't know the identity of the remnant soul. He just received the oracle of the source of all evil, telling him that there would be his opportunity there, so he rushed to the glacier from afar.

Now it seems that Ron knows more than himself.

"Death God Benavid, one of the Repairman's lackeys."

"Obviously, the Repairman is quite dissatisfied with the increasing number of heretics on the Dusk Continent. He wants to eradicate all heretics, but the Andre family has been greatly damaged after being beaten by the Blasphemer. There are only thirteen of the fifty-two ancestors left..."

"This also leads to the fact that many times, the Andre family's fate guardians are not working hard. They will arrange killers to eradicate heretics, but when the number of times increases and the number of deaths increases, they will think of various reasons to shirk responsibility."

"So in this situation, the Repairman has to do it himself."

Ron talked freely, revealing his true purpose bit by bit.

"Death God Benavid is a god who descended from heaven. It should be that only his soul descended to the mortal world and found a host to take over. As for the purpose, it is to eradicate the heretics on the Dusk Continent, you, me, Saint Patrich, Philomena..."

"By mistake, Death God Benavid was seriously injured and escaped during the cooperation between Philomena and me. He was tortured by you and Patrich. This guy's mind has become unclear. He ran away and finally ran in front of me..."

Heferson was also a little confused. He didn't expect that there were so many things in this.

"Although the death of the God of Death Benavid was a bit of a joke, I have to admit that the strength of the God of Death Benavid is really strong. Even if Philomena and I, two heretics, joined forces, we almost died in Benavid's hands. If it weren't for this guy's carelessness, coupled with the restrictions of the rules of the Dusk Continent, the final result would be different."

"And now, I have received accurate information that the repairman is preparing to rearrange the gods to descend to the world, and there are at least two..."

Heferson's dark green pupils suddenly expanded, and his originally relaxed body instantly tensed up.

Just this one sentence immediately made Heferson understand the seriousness of the matter, and also knew why Ron came to him.

Two gods descending to the world, that is probably not a force they can deal with. If they unite, they may still have a chance to fight. If they separate, giving these two gods a chance to defeat each one, there is no way to survive.

"And the two recipients for the gods to possess bodies, one is the dragon prince Mansfield, and the other is the Andre family, an ancestor-level master, the demigod realm, Montelicia... After the possession, the stronger the body, the stronger the power that the gods can exert. The body that the death god Benavid found before was just a legendary orc, and now there is a giant dragon in the realm of destruction and a human in the realm of demigod..."

"Heferson, tell me, how much combat power can these two lower world gods exert?"

At this moment, Heferson's face is already gloomy, and his already dark face is now comparable to a black coal ball.

A giant dragon in the realm of destruction, a human in the realm of demigod?

Even if they can't use all the power of the gods, 20% or 30% should be enough.

And 20% or 30% of the power of a god is definitely not something they can resist.

"So, we need to form an alliance..."