Chapter 624: The Disaster of Extermination of the Clan (10,000)

At the moment when the dragon fist hit the soul, Ron seemed to see a layer of extremely weird distortion in front of him, and then he seemed to hear an extremely sharp wail.

Tick, tick, tick...

In a trance, it seemed that the second hand of a clock was moving slowly.

The crisp sound echoed in the ears of every living being.

This ticking sound lasted for several seconds and finally came to an end.

Then... boom!

The earth-shattering roar suddenly spread in this parallel world.

With Ron's position as the center, the invisible impact instantly turned into a frosty white ring, like a nuclear bomb explosion, sweeping around. The picture at that moment was like a tsunami rolling and a storm sweeping.

The thick smoke and dust covered the sky, and everything in front of him was submerged in the gray dust.

Figures were swept by the impact, and their bodies were almost torn into pieces in an instant. Flesh, bones, and skin all turned into something like mud, and there were more scarlet colors in the gray smoke.

I seemed to hear the sound of crackling, which was the space constantly cracking and destroying.

No one knew what happened in the thick smoke. In the entire parallel space, no living being could escape this round of impact filled with the breath of destruction. The eyes could only see that in the moment when the impact raged, rows and rows of neat buildings collapsed in the entire parallel space, and then the ruins were quickly covered by thick smoke.

The parallel space was filled with chaotic and violent energy.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air was mixed with the wailing of fear and despair.

The whole process did not know how long it lasted, and the smoke finally gradually subsided.

Looking at the scene again, the Andre family's current space is like a huge glass box, but the glass box is already full of cracks, as dense as a spider web, and even has serious defects in some places, showing large and small holes.

It is obvious that this space has really been supported to the limit, and it is on the verge of damage, and it may collapse completely at any time.

This is a space that forty-nine semi-god-level masters have arranged together. Now it has been so severely damaged under Ron's attack. It is conceivable what kind of energy is contained in that attack just now.

Look at the ground again.

The neat buildings on the ground and the hard stone slabs on the ground have all disappeared, replaced by grains of fine sand and dust. The ground of the entire space has completely turned into a desert that can't be seen at a glance.

Everything has turned into powder.

Puff.

Just a kilometer away from the center of this space, a dry arm suddenly stretched out from the fine sand and dust.

The old fingers groped around, struggling, and emerged from the dust. This was an old man with white hair and beard. It seemed that half of his foot... No, not half of his foot had stepped into the grave, but the yellow soil had buried his eyebrows.

He was hunched over, and it seemed that he could not stand up at all.

His originally gray hair became gray because of too much dust, and he looked even more embarrassed.

I don’t know if it was because of the violent impact just now, the body was injured, or the spirit was strongly stimulated. In short, the whole body was trembling.

This person is Regias.

Although he was very embarrassed, his face was full of bloodstains of various sizes, and it was almost impossible to tell what he looked like originally, but from the clothes on his body, he could still barely identify his identity.

This guy’s life is really extraordinary.

The violent impact just now did not kill Regias, and it even seemed that his injuries were not too serious.

As expected of an old monster that has survived for more than 10,000 years, it is said that a turtle lives for 1,000 years and a tortoise lives for 10,000 years. This is true.

However, when Regias's cloudy eyes, which had completely lost their original brilliance, saw the surrounding situation clearly, Regias felt as if his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and his chest suddenly sank. He couldn't catch his breath, and with a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The blood sprayed on his beard.

Mixed with the dust on his beard, it was sticky and looked even more miserable.

Regias gasped desperately. He was really worried that he would be suffocated to death because of a breathlessness... At this moment, Regias felt so painful, so painful.

This is a space that forty-nine practitioners in the demigod realm have jointly arranged. After nearly 10,000 years, no matter what kind of enemy they faced, they have always firmly protected the space of the Andre family.

It was damaged like this.

It can even be said that it is the kind of damage that cannot be repaired at all.

Regias felt as if a piece of his heart had been dug out, and it hurt so much that even his breathing was filled with sadness and heartache.

Puff... Puff... Puff...

Arms stretched out from under the sand, and figures emerged from the desert.

They were as embarrassed as dogs, shaking their bodies randomly, trying to shake off the sand on their bodies.

Twelve ancestors, all alive, none of them could be killed.

This guy is really annoying.

It can even be said that more than half of the more than 80 practitioners in the Destruction Realm are still alive.

Of course, Daphne, Philomena, Heferson and Patrich are also alive. Their situation is even better than those of the Andre family. After all, the masters of the Andre family are on the altar or near it. In short, the distance is very close.

In comparison, Philomena and the other four are far away from the altar.

Although the impact is powerful, it has weakened a lot when it spreads to them. In addition, they are also very powerful, so although they look a little embarrassed on the outside, they are actually not hurt.

In addition to these strong people, the situation of others is much worse.

The weak ones died in large numbers, and died in the most tragic way. They didn't even leave their remains. The flesh and bones were all ground into fine powder by the impact and mixed in the dust.

Figures gradually climbed up from the ground, but at a glance, they were scattered and sparse, and the number was probably not even half of the original.

Puff.

When he saw this scene, Regias couldn't help but feel a pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again. His old face was extremely pale, and there was no trace of blood.

When had the Andre family suffered such a loss? Although the casualties of the masters this time were not too serious, the damage to ordinary members was probably more serious than when Archibald had cholera a thousand years ago.

At that time, although Archibald was ruthless, he basically would not attack those members who were too weak, but this time was different. This time it was a completely indiscriminate loss.

The death of nearly half of the ordinary members did not have much impact on the combat effectiveness of the Andre family. After all, as long as the top masters were still there, the pillars of the Andre family would not collapse, but the future of the family was seriously weakened.

Regias' mood became heavier and heavier, and his face became uglier and uglier.

After the others came out from underground, they quickly looked around. When they saw the broken space, the flattened land, and the non-existent building, they all took a breath and looked horrified.

At this moment, Regias suddenly thought of something and suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of the altar. Not only Regias, but also the other dozen old men, as well as Heferson and others.

In an instant, a lot of eyes gathered in the direction of the altar.

But...

The altar has disappeared!

That's right, the huge altar with a diameter of at least hundreds of meters disappeared completely, and was replaced by a huge, bottomless pit. The Dragon Prince Mansfield, who was originally on the altar, also disappeared.

Maybe he died under the fierce impact just now.

After all, the power just now was too violent. Even a master in the demigod realm would be doomed. Although the strength of the Dragon Prince is good, he is still far from being a demigod. Even with the dragon clan's powerful body, he would disappear into thin air. He didn't even leave a trace of his soul.

The dream of reviving the dragon clan will eventually fall through at this time.

The soul of the god of decay and decline is also gone.

Maybe he escaped back.

Or maybe he died.

Although the gods are powerful, they are not immortal. Moreover, the defense of a pure god's soul is infinitely close to zero without the protection of the body. In the situation just now, it is not surprising that the soul was crushed on the spot.

The gods descended to the world, and the Andre family was responsible for the sacrifice ceremony. As a result, such a big mistake occurred. Not only did the gods fail to descend to the world smoothly, but they even caused the destruction of the soul. With such a result, the repairman would definitely be furious, not to mention being satisfied.

This time, he would definitely not be able to become a god... Not only would he not be able to achieve the realm of a god, he might even be cruelly punished by the repairman.

When he thought of this possibility, Regias, who was already pale, once again covered his face with a layer of deathly gray. That was a face that really had no life at all. He only felt a severe pain in his chest. He had vomited blood many times just now, but he couldn't help it this time and spurted out another mouthful of blood.

His old body was trembling, and his lips were trembling constantly.

His throat was constantly moving, and he seemed to want to howl to vent the depression and anger in his chest, but he could only make a series of gurgling noises like a mouse.

Various thoughts kept lingering in his mind, and Regias's face became uglier and uglier. The altar disappeared, and Mansfield's body did not exist. Even if the God of Decay and Decay could really enter Mansfield's body in a short time, he would probably not survive.

All of their thirteen ancestors were shaken away.

Recalling the feeling before, Regias trembled all over.

That power was really too terrifying.

Regias had only seen that level of power three times in his life. The first time was when the Twilight Dynasty was destroyed and the last Twilight King was killed.

The second time was when the Blasphemer was born and fought with the Repairman.

The third time was this time.

It was a crushing force that he could not resist at all, and even made him unable to raise the slightest will to resist. At the moment when that power just appeared, Regias even wondered if it was the last Twilight King who was reborn, or the Blasphemer who came again?

In front of that power, he felt so small, like a weak ant in front of an elephant.

He didn't understand, an ordinary human, who was not even favored by the repairman and did not receive the gift, how could he have such a terrifying power?

What happened to this world? When did the Dusk Continent become so terrible?

The most important thing is, what hatred and resentment does this person have with the Andre family? Why treat the Andre family like this?

In front of the powerful and desperate power, he clearly saw the entire altar turned into fine powder in an instant, and the thirteen ancestors were shaken away at the first time. Without the support of the thirteen ancestors, the road to heaven naturally disappeared.

When Regias subconsciously looked at the sky, the soul of the Ice God also disappeared.

I don't know whether it was destroyed or fled back to heaven before the power exploded. If it was the latter, it would be fine, at least the sins of the Andre family could be slightly reduced.

When Regias looked further back... his body suddenly stopped again.

Babel.

The Babel used by the Andre family to listen to oracles and contact gods... is gone.

Just like that.

His eyes went dark, and Regias felt his brain suddenly faint. He was obviously a super master at the peak of the demigod realm, but he almost fainted and sat on the ground.

The dull pain in his chest reached the limit.

Wow.

Another mouthful of blood sprayed out three feet away.

Regias was even worried that he would vomit to death if he vomited like this.

It's over.

Regias knew that the Andre family was finished this time.

The Babel disappeared, and he couldn't contact the repairman. Even if Regias wanted to take the initiative to apologize, want to defend himself, and want to ask for forgiveness from the repairman, he couldn't do it.

Regias knew even more clearly that without the protection and grace of the gods, the Andre family was not much different from other families on the Dusk Continent. Such a transcendent status would be gone forever.

Coupled with the inevitable punishment from the repairman, the Andre family might really be... exterminated.

For a moment, Regias was even a little desperate.

He had worked hard for the Andre family for so many years, but who could have thought that in the end it would be a waste of effort.

And all this was caused by that damn bastard.

In addition to the sadness and despair, there was extreme anger and resentment. He really wanted to see what happened to that damn bastard, and... Montelicia, this damn bitch, actually betrayed the family.

Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable.

They must pay the heaviest price for what they did.

Crunch, crunch, crunch…Regias clenched his fists, and the friction between his knuckles made a tooth-grinding sound. His scarlet eyes looked around, and soon, he found a figure, right at the edge of the altar.

It was a man.

The man was in a somewhat embarrassing situation. Although he was still standing at the edge of the altar, his originally tall and straight body had become hunched, and there were bursts of rough breath coming from his throat, and the sound of wheezing continued.

The moon-white robe on his body was now covered with dust.

The robe was like a tattered piece of cloth hanging on his body.

The dragon scales on his body had faded, the dragon claws had disappeared, and the phantom of the dragon behind him no longer existed.

The whole body seemed to have just been soaked in a pool of blood, with bloody marks everywhere.

Regias narrowed his eyes into a slit, which was almost the same as he imagined. Although the powerful force before made Regias despair, this young man was not the last Dusk King and Arriagius after all.

That violent power was not the power of the young man himself, but the energy he temporarily mastered through some means... and this method often caused extremely serious damage to the user himself.

Now the young man was shaking and could fall at any time.

It should not be difficult to kill him.

Regias felt a little relieved. If he could kill this man, he would at least have an explanation to the repairman.

In fact, Regias's speculation was correct. After using the Dragon God's Advent, Ron did enter a state of weakness. The energy in his body was really consumed completely, without even a little bit left.

But compared with the overdraft of the body, the torture of the soul was even more uncomfortable.

The will of the Dragon God disappeared, and the erosion disappeared, but Ron felt that his soul was as if it was cut into countless small pieces, and it was stinging. There was blood in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the wounds on his body were constantly seeping with sticky and warm liquid.

Although the Heart of Ostara was beating, it was no longer as strong and powerful as before.

Originally, with every beat of his heart, Ron's injuries would instantly recover, but now, even the recovery ability of the Heart of Ostara has been severely weakened.

There is no way, the Heart of Ostara has also been overdrawn.

If it weren't for the Heart of Ostara constantly repairing Ron's damaged body, he wouldn't even be able to pass the Dragon God Possession.

However, although his soul and body were extremely painful, Ron still panted and trembled his fingers, and put a white worm in his palm into the storage ring.

That was the body of Arriaeus.

It was a holy relic that Ron had refined.

Just before, the dragon fist directly hit the soul of the God of Decay and Decay. Although the soul was powerful, it was instantly shattered into pieces.

The will of the God of Decay and Decay was directly destroyed.

Taking advantage of the smoke and dust, Ron used the body of Alecius to devour the broken soul of the God of Decay and Decay. Without the will of the god, it was the purest soul power, a tonic, and Ron would naturally not let it go.

It was just such a small action, but it seemed to have exhausted all of Ron's strength. He could no longer support his body and sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Regias had a gloomy face, and his eyes were fierce, cruel, and ferocious.

Although I don't know why this kid came to the Andre family to make trouble, but now he looks like this, don't think about surviving.

Compared to this kid, Regias even wanted to kill Montelicia more. After all, betrayers are more hateful at any time. If it weren't for Montelicia's betrayal, his path to becoming a god would not have been cut off like this.

Soon, just opposite Ron, on the other side of the big pit formed after the altar was destroyed, Regias found Montelicia's figure.

Compared to Ron, Montelicia's situation was slightly better.

She was also seriously injured. Regias could clearly feel that Montelicia's breath was unstable, the energy in her body was chaotic, her originally fair cheeks turned pale, and the ice-white robe on her chest was stained with a scarlet, like a brightly blooming plum blossom.

Obviously, it was caused by vomiting blood.

Her injuries were more serious than those of other ancestors.

After all, it was Montelicia who had been dragging the soul of the God of Decay and Decay and not letting it leave. She was closer to the core of the power explosion than other ancestors.

One was on the verge of death.

One was half dead.

Easy to control.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Regias's mouth. He would kill these people, but before killing them, Regias also wanted to find out why they did this.

"Boy, do we know each other?" A hoarse voice came from Regias' mouth and slowly floated towards Ron's position.

Chapter 2 is here