Chapter 189: The Twelve Pillars 4 (Page 1/1)

Chapter 189:

"Is this the debilitating power of one of the Twelve Evil Raven Pillar Gods?"

Feeling the weak strength on his body, Ron's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a thoughtful look.

"If that's the case..."

After a slight pause, he took a deep breath, and then his body, which had already swelled in a circle, swelled up again, and the muscles of his body were like marbles supporting the black robe on his body.

He is also close to two and a half meters tall, like a half-blood giant more than ordinary humans.

Accustomed to the ferocity of this state, Ron took a slight step back, and then slammed his left hand, which was not holding the sword, towards Ravental.

'Boom !!'

'Smack!!'

There was a bang, and a circle of white raging air exploded again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the air current, half of the golden afterimage actually flew out directly and fell to the ground.

It was a half-broken crow's claw.

'Whoa-'

The broken wound didn't need money, and it seemed to shed a large amount of golden-red blood.

The pain of the tear made the three-headed crow look of disbelief in its eyes, and it looked at its missing claws in a daze, and for a moment did not know what was happening.

"What?!How is that possible!??What kind of ability is this!?"

"It's just pure power. ”

Pulling at his tight-fitting clothes, Ron withdrew his fist with an indifferent expression and stared blankly at the huge crow in front of him.

"The teacher once said that the twelve pillar gods of the Decaying Land, each evil crow symbolizes a terrifying power, this kind of debilitating power that can directly affect me, I think you are also one of the pillar gods, Lord Evil Crow, but, with your noble status, do you have to sign a contract with me, what's wrong with gathering and dispersing, you have to make the fish die and the net is broken!?"

"You!!"

As if insulted by something, looking at the broken crow claw, the six eyes of the three crows all burst out with angry light.

"Die to me!!rot!!"

With a piercing crow's roar, the terrifying black wings of the three-headed crow suddenly opened, and a large stream of cold, rotten black mist rushed towards Ron like ink.

However, in the face of this surging thick black mist, the pitch-black long sword in Ron's hand was slashed casually.

'Whew!!'

There was a scream.

In the next instant, a huge white air flow slashed directly in front of him towards the black mist.

'Tear !!'

The black mist, which was as thick as ink, was directly split in half and passed through Ron's sides.

After slashing through the black mist, the blood-red mask on Ron's face quickly faded, revealing his slightly pale face.

"The so-called debilitating power is only to a certain extent reducing the other party's physical strength, reaching the phenomenon of weakness or even being directly crushed to death by one's own weight, but once the various aspects of the other party's body are far beyond the scope of the debilitating force, then this attenuation will only become a simple weakening, such as... Now I'm bursting out with all my might!"

How strong Ron is when he all bursts out.

Because there was no comparison before, he didn't know very well.

I only know that ordinary transcendents, and even the 'gods' in Betty's mouth, have no power to resist under his power.

Moreover, in order to ensure that he does not cause too much damage, all his previous battles were also fought with the strength of restraint.

But now, after encountering this evil crow, one of the so-called Twelve Pillar Gods, he finally knew something about it after being weakened by half.

"One punch!" Ron said in a cold tone as he gently tucked his sword to his side, looking at the three-headed crow who was constantly fanning its wings as if it wanted to use some kind of sorcery.

"If you don't die with one punch, I'll let you go!"

After speaking, there was a slam under his feet, and there was a loud 'boom', and a bowl-shaped pit was directly formed on the ground.

And Ron's whole person appeared on top of the heads of the three crows in an instant, stretched out his right fist and pressed it hard.

"Dead !!"

'Boom!!'

Like thunder.

The two heads of the three-headed crow were dented in unison, and then exploded with a 'snap'.

Countless pieces of flesh mixed with blood splattered in all directions.

Half of the rest of the crow's head in the middle had been shattered, leaving only an orange-yellow one-eyed staring at Ron in horror.

"How could it be!!, I'm Hazlitt, my great Emperor of Decay......"

Before it could finish speaking, the entire huge three-headed crow quickly turned into black smoke and quickly disappeared.

Standing still, watching the last wisps of smoke disappear, Ron let out a slow breath.

His whole body quickly shrunk and returned to his original appearance again.

With the death of the three crows, the pitch-black space around them slowly spread out like corrugated panels.

When Ron came back to his senses, he found himself still sitting in the carriage, just like he had been meditating on.

"Hallucinations, or is the other party pulling me directly into some space?" Ron frowned slightly as he glanced at the unchanging surroundings.

However, just as he withdrew his gaze, he suddenly noticed the Raven's Eye on the back of his right hand, on which a thin golden thread was levitating.

"What is this!?"

Just as he was about to grasp the thin thread and study it, suddenly, a restless feeling suddenly welled up in his waist.

Immediately, a crimson mask flew out of its own accord and quickly rushed towards the thin golden thread.

It was the mask of the Son of Igo, which Ron had obtained from Virgil in the Lost City.

At this time, the consciousness in this mask, which had been quiet and ignorant, actually showed an extremely longing emotion.

"Do you want to eat it!?"

In addition to this strong longing emotion, Ron also faintly felt a hint of intimacy.

"If you want it, then eat it. ”

As if with Ron's permission, the mask directly devoured the golden thread with an indiscernible force.

After eating the thin thread, the consciousness in the mask let out a burst of cheer, and then disappeared like water into the eyes of the crow on the back of his hand.

'Shhhhhh

With a slight sound, Ron suddenly noticed a strange mark emerging at the end of the attribute bar below his field of vision.

The sigil appears to be a snake with golden wings, positioned just behind the bloody eye, which symbolizes the blood of a witch.

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