Chapter 639 The Goddess and the Repairman (Five Thousand)

Roar!

An angry roar instantly resounded through the sky.

When the roar sounded, the entire Dusk Continent seemed to tremble with it. An indescribable terrifying pressure instantly suppressed everyone's heart. Everyone trembled slightly, their faces turned pale instantly, and their hearts seemed to be grabbed by a huge claw and would be broken in the next moment.

No one was an exception.

Even the strongest among the crowd, Patridge's old face was twisted together, and there seemed to be countless strange insects crawling under his wrinkled skin.

Erosion.

Pollution.

Just a roar can make a semi-god like Patridge have traces of pollution. It is conceivable how terrifying the owner of this roar is.

Looking at each other, each of them can clearly see the horror in each other's eyes.

Repairman.

This is the repairman who finally couldn't help but take action.

Ron's heart was even more shocked.

It is said that the repairman should not be able to interfere with the affairs of the lower world at will, so why can the repairman take action now?

Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in Ron's mind. He seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and his eyes looked at Elsa who was absorbing Regias in the air.

At this moment, Elsa's face gradually became solemn, her head slightly raised, and her eyes were fixed on the sky. In the vagueness, Ron seemed to feel that Elsa's eyes were colliding fiercely with some invisible eyes.

Could it be that because Elsa took action on the Dusk Continent and then met the conditions to a certain extent, the repairman could show his power on the Dusk Continent?

Gulp.

Ron was swallowing his saliva.

That was the repairman.

At this moment, even Ron felt that his scalp was about to explode.

Ron knew the mechanic very well. In Ron's mind, the mechanic was the manipulator who had been hiding in the dark and manipulating everything. He was mysterious, powerful, fierce and cruel.

Even the two predecessors, Zhou Yang, the last Dusk King, and Archibald, the Blasphemer, died at the hands of the mechanic. It was conceivable how terrifying the mechanic's strength was.

Now that the mechanic had appeared in person, did he really have a chance to survive the mechanic?

By the way, what did the mechanic look like?

Obviously, the strong sense of fear made Ron's heart almost explode, but the curiosity deep in his heart was completely uncontrollable. Like pure instinct, Ron's head was raised little by little, following Elsa's line of sight, looking at the sky that had just turned a little white.

Buzz.

When Ron just saw the current appearance of the sky, he felt a sudden buzz in his head.

His body was like being hit hard.

His face turned pale instantly, and blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

His whole body was shaking as if he might fall at any time.

When the other companions saw Ron like this, they immediately knew that Ron must have seen some extraordinary scenes. At this time, the best choice was to pretend to be dead, pretending that he had not seen anything and knew nothing. This was the most beneficial choice for him.

But, as I said, curiosity is not subject to human will.

Even though they knew that there must be a very terrifying existence in the sky, and even though they had seen Ron's end, they could not control their strong curiosity. They raised their stiff heads and looked at the sky above their heads.

The next moment, Philomena, Montelicia, Daphne, Heferson, and Patridge, except Niafu, all trembled violently, and scarlet bloodstains began to appear on their faces.

Well, these are enough.

What on earth did they see?

The originally gray sky seemed to be torn open by a huge sickle, leaving a terrifying scar in the middle.

In the crack of the sky, a huge, round ball suddenly appeared, with black and white colors all over, and dark red blood in the middle.

That... was a huge eyeball.

The eyeball was filled with endless anger, like an eternal demon, and like a high god, looking down at the world of Dusk Continent, as if it was about to bring down a desperate punishment at any time.

This... is the repairman?

In an instant, everyone couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in their hearts.

But before they could figure out the doubts in their hearts, they soon felt that their bodies began to show some abnormalities, and their skin began to itch inexplicably.

That feeling was like having caterpillars crawling all over their bodies. Even though Ron and others were masters with good strength and willpower, they couldn't stand the itching at this time.

Their bodies seemed to be completely out of control, with suppressed moans in their mouths, and their fingers subconsciously scratching and scratching on their arms, faces, and necks, as if trying to suppress the itchy feeling.

However, their actions were completely useless.

Their fingers were so strong that bloody wounds were left on their skin, and there were tiny pieces of flesh in the gaps between their nails. Their whole bodies were also covered in blood, but no matter what, the itchy feeling did not subside at all from beginning to end.

On the contrary, it even became worse.

It itched deep into their bones.

It itched deep into their internal organs.

The tormenting feeling even made them want to take out their bones and internal organs one by one and tear them apart fiercely.

That feeling even made people feel that living was a kind of pain.

Even Ron was the same. He tried his best to control the urge to dig out all the bones and internal organs. His body was trembling. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. He suddenly raised his right hand, lowered his head, and looked at the back of his right hand.

The next moment, Ron's pupils suddenly shrank.

At some point, a crack appeared on the back of his right hand.

Amidst the blood, Ron could still feel that something seemed to be slowly wriggling under the torn skin on the back of his hand. A few seconds later, a bloody ball suddenly emerged from the crack.

That was... a scarlet eyeball.

As soon as the eyeball appeared, it quickly rotated a circle. The next second, the eyeball on the back of the hand instantly aimed at Ron's eyes.

Buzz.

In an instant, Ron felt a sudden shock in his spirit, and his soul seemed to be slightly disordered.

And this was just the beginning.

Then, the back of his left hand, the palm, wrist, arm, chest, and all parts of his body, all had strange feelings.

In a short moment, Ron's whole body was covered with dense eyeballs.

Countless eyeballs were embedded in the skin and kept rotating on the body. Just one look at the scene made Ron's scalp numb.

As the eyeballs kept rotating, swish, all the eyeballs finally aimed at Ron.

Buzz buzz buzz...

At that moment, Ron felt a buzzing in his mind, and circles of impacts continued to spread in Ron's soul, making Ron feel as if his spirit could completely collapse at any time.

His body shook even more violently.

Blood flowed from his nostrils and eyes like a stream of water.

This is pollution.

This is erosion.

Compared with the pollution caused by the repairman, what Ron had encountered before was nothing but a child's play, not worth mentioning at all.

"Ah!"

Finally, Ron could no longer endure the inhumane torture and suddenly let out a shrill scream, but his scream was blocked as soon as it came.

I saw that in Ron's open mouth, round things filled his mouth, and even many of them sprayed out directly.

Round things like glass beads rolled on the ground.

Those were round eyeballs again.

Crazy.

Ron felt that he was really about to become a lunatic.

His soul was suffering from unprecedented torture, and his will was on the verge of collapse.

Not only Ron, but also Philomena, Patrich, Montelicia, Hefferson...

Whether it was the white-haired old man, the tall and strong man, the man or the beautiful woman, no one could escape the contamination of the repairman, and everyone was screaming.

The former dignity and beauty.

The elegance and strength, all disappeared at this moment, leaving only despair and pain.

At this moment, Elsa in the sky suddenly raised a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth. She finally retracted her sight, and her hand trembled. Regias, who was half dead and had little breath left in his hand, turned into fine powder in an instant and disappeared with the wind.

Even Regias' soul disappeared.

The next second, Elsa's body quickly turned into a light and flew towards Ron.

Obviously, after absorbing a large amount of dead air, Elsa's body has been completely reshaped, and there will be no pressure to walk on the Dusk Continent, but Elsa still drilled into Ron's body as usual.

"No..."

The repairman in the sky seemed to feel something. He suddenly let out an angry roar, as if he wanted to stop something, but he could do nothing. He could only watch Elsa drill into Ron's body and disappear cleanly.

After Elsa drilled into Ron's body, the connection between the repairman and the Dusk Continent and the channel to interfere with the Dusk Continent seemed to be strongly blocked.

No matter how desperately the eyeballs squirmed, turned, and widened in mid-air, the cracks on the sky did not show any signs of continuing to expand, but were gradually shrinking.

Just like a small scar on a person's skin, the cracks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The repairman's huge eyeball was gradually covered by the sky.

If it weren't for the traces of pollution still remaining on Ron and others, it would even make people feel that everything they had experienced before was an illusion.

Fortunately, after the repairman's eyeball disappeared, the pollution that Ron and others had suffered also lost its source. The pollution began to slowly subside, and the eyeballs that had emerged from the skin were re-entered into the flesh.

The wounds gradually healed.

After a long, long time, when the sun rose completely from the east, everyone finally returned to normal.

Recalling everything they had experienced before, everyone was still frightened.

Before, the whole body was covered with eyeballs, and the feeling of being stared at by dense sights was too terrible. Each sight seemed to have its own independent will. In a moment, hundreds of consciousnesses directly invaded the mind. That feeling was really despairing.

No matter how strong the strength was, at that time, it felt that one's consciousness was about to collapse.

The violent panting sound echoed around.

Ron's face was still pale, and it took a long time to return to normal.

Ron vaguely guessed something.

Elsa is a real goddess, and at the same time, Elsa now even has the strength that a goddess should have.

Therefore, Regias will become as insignificant as a little chicken in Elsa's hands and be easily controlled.

However, Elsa's act of erasing Regias also met the conditions for the repairman to interfere with the Dusk Continent... Of course, Ron believed that the conditions must not be as simple as the strong man in the realm of God using force on the Dusk Continent.

Otherwise, what just appeared might not be the repairman's eyeball, but the repairman's body.

But even so, the impact of that eye on the Dusk Continent was particularly exaggerated.

If this eye lasted a little longer, I'm afraid they would really go crazy.

And when Elsa got into Ron's body again, his body seemed to be some kind of special barrier that could isolate, which might be the reason why Elsa always liked to stay in her body.

In short, once this barrier was formed, the conditions for the repairman's interference no longer existed.

No matter how angry the repairman was, he could not do anything. He could not violate the rules determined by the first generation Dusk King with his soul without finding any loopholes.

The movement around him gradually became smaller, until finally, there was no movement at all.

The dawn of the early morning shone through the dense leaves from the horizon and reflected on the Soul Burial Forest. The shallow mist was expelled, and the cold world finally had some warmth.

Greeting the rising sun, the evil ghosts stood quietly in place, all of them gently raised their heads, letting the sun shine on their faces, bringing a burning pain.

Sunlight can be regarded as a natural nemesis for these ghosts.

But at this time, no evil ghost chose to avoid it, they just stayed here quietly, bathing in the sun.

The burning heat was a new taste for them.

They probably knew what kind of ending was waiting for them, but the dense forest was very quiet from beginning to end, no resentful soul screamed, no evil ghost wailed, and no evil spirit hid under the shade of the trees.

What I wanted to do has been done.

Those who once abandoned me and killed me have paid the price.

The Andre family has also perished, and they no longer have any regrets in their hearts.

In fact, they should have left this world a long time ago, that is, the obsession in their hearts made them stay here and survive in another way.

Living is not a kind of happiness for them.

The sadness and despair of being abandoned, the pain of being on the verge of death, have been tormenting them all the time.

Every minute, every second, is painful.

I've had enough. If it weren't for that little obsession in my heart, who would be willing to stay here as a lonely ghost?

Now that the obsession is gone, it's time to leave.

The sun was hazy, and a thin layer of mist seemed to shroud the sky and the earth.

The sun was getting more and more dazzling. The warm sun shone on their faces, as hot as magma. Under the gaze of everyone, the souls of the evil spirits were like straw and dry firewood thrown into the fire.

Their souls were quickly burned by the sun, leaving holes one by one.

A cool breeze blew in the early morning, and countless souls were blown away by the wind like ashes after a fierce fire.

The sky became dim.

Pieces of ashes like snowflakes were floating.

The evil spirits all disappeared, not even one was left, and the entire Soul Burial Forest seemed to have fallen into complete peace.

Only the densely packed body parts and the pools of blood on the ground, like rivers, constantly reminded everyone what a tragic conflict had happened here not long ago.

Daphne's face was obviously a little lonely.

She knew that disappearing in the sun like this might be the best ending for these evil spirits. At least, they returned to their origins, and at least, they no longer had to endure the pain of their lives.

But, she was the ghost king of the Soul Burial Forest after all.

Among those evil spirits that turned to ashes, there was even her child.

Her heart was full of loss, revenge, but so what, it was like a piece of her heart was hollowed out all of a sudden, empty, a little depressed, a little uncomfortable, her eyes silently stared ahead.

It seemed that she could still see the countless souls and her children in front of her.

There was only confusion in the depths of her eyes, and she didn't know where her future was.

Elsa created a body for her. She had quite good strength, which was enough to ensure that Daphne could live a stable life on the Dusk Continent, but she didn't know what the meaning of such a life was.

"Is it over?"

A gentle voice came, breaking the silence around.

It was Philomena's voice.

This woman was quite fiery, and it was rare to hear such a gentle voice from her.

Ron also had a slight smile on his face, he grinned and exhaled heavily: "Yes, it's over."

"We won."

We won.

When these words just entered Philomena's ears, she couldn't hold on any longer, staggered back, and then sat on the ground, gasping for breath, like a drowning person, craving for fresh air.

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