Zila!

The speed of the Spear of Destruction was incomparably fast, it appeared and disappeared, as if it was leaping forward in mid-air, and the light on the spear became brighter and brighter, like a meteor tearing through the sky.

Ron, meanwhile, didn't fight back.

It's not easy to break free from the lightning shackles on your body, but it takes a while to break these chains, and that's enough time for the Spear of Destruction to penetrate your chest.

His brow furrowed, giving up on the idea of breaking the lightning shackles, and his fingers snapped together.

"Let there be light, says God!"

In the next moment, the sun rose from Ron's place.

An unprecedented light erupted from Ron's body, and it completely obscured even the spear of destruction that Ashbon had thrown.

The dungeon, which was originally a little dark, suddenly became extremely bright.

The Spear of Destruction, melted.

It melted into the dazzling light and vanished as if it had never existed.

The light finally converged, and at the moment when the light disappeared, the underground palace, which originally had a magic stone to provide a light source and could barely be regarded as a bright hall, actually became extremely dark, even those legendary masters, even if it was Ahbourne, it took a few seconds to readjust to the brightness in the dungeon.

Barumunge, Holt and Balk were even more unbearable.

The blinding light burned their eyes.

They even felt like their eyes were going blind, and the corners of their eyes were filled with scarlet fluid.

Finally, they raised their heads and looked into the air, breathing slightly...... What about Ron?

That's right, Ron is gone.

Ron, who had been stuck in mid-air, wrapped in lightning shackles, had disappeared at some point.

No one knew where Ron was going, and vaguely, they even felt that their minds had become a little sluggish and stagnant, and their consciousness and body seemed to be soaked in sticky mud, and every thought that came to their minds stumbled.

It was a feeling that was hard to describe, and they had never experienced before.

Ahbourne's brows furrowed even more, as a powerhouse of the Destruction Realm, his feelings were clearer than others, and he could clearly perceive a shallow, regular power.

What's even more terrifying is that the power of this kind of rule is all over every corner of the underground palace, which is something he can never do, and the most uncomfortable thing for Ahbon is that he doesn't even know what kind of rule this is, he only knows that this kind of rule affects him all the time.

His heart tightened, and he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Dangerous.

In the next moment, Ahbourne's body suddenly flashed to the side.

Half of his shoulder, including his right arm, had fallen from the sky, the incision was flat, perhaps the speed was too fast, and the blood vessels in Ashburn's body had not yet fully reacted, and for a while he didn't see the picture of blood splattering everywhere.

Large-scale time retardation.

Not against Ahbon alone, but against the entire dungeon.

While it may be more effective to concentrate the power of Time Retardation on Ahbourne, it will also make it easier for Ahbon to detect his own anomaly, and it is not difficult for a Destruction Realm master to forcibly break free from this restraint.

However, if the ability to slow time is spread out and envelops the entire dungeon, then the environment in which Ahibon is in exactly the same environment as everyone else, in this case, it will not be so easy for Ahibon to detect this anomaly, maybe only a second or two apart, but it is enough.

Ron's body appeared behind Ashburne.

When the light first bloomed, he had already incarnated into light, and everywhere the light could reach, Ron's footprints would be left behind.

Looking at the arm falling in mid-air, Ron shook his head slightly, unfortunately, he originally wanted to cut off Ahiborne's head, but he finally reacted at the last moment and avoided the fatal blow.

Although his arm was cut off, Ahiborne's gaze did not waver at all, and only the remaining hand was quickly raised.

A blockade of space has appeared around the body, completely isolating Ahbon from the surrounding space.

Almost at the same time, a mournful dragon roar suddenly exploded in mid-air.

The impact of the sound waves was like a raging tsunami surging forward, and then slapping on the blockade of space.

Under the impact of sound waves, a translucent glass-like barrier gradually appeared around Ashborn, and the sound waves slapped on the glass, and the glass that evolved into space could not fully carry such energy, and small cracks appeared on it.

Inside the glass cover, Ahbourne's shoulders shook slightly, and large pieces of flesh sprouts quickly grew along the severed arm, and in a short period of time, an arm had grown again.

The Church of the Heart of Nature, although not as good as the Church of the Goddess of the Dawn in terms of healing, is also quite good, and it is not difficult for Ashbourne to recover one of his arms.

Without hesitation, while the space blockade had not yet been shattered, Ashbourne quickly raised his right hand, and in his palm was a large handful of seeds of some kind of plant.

The seeds are green and look like broad beans.

If you look closely, you can even see a simple, human face pattern on this broad bean, which is the seed of the sacred tree.

It is the fruit of the sacred tree incarnated by the goddess of nature.

In the Church of the Heart of Nature, the Sacred Tree Seed is the most valuable treasure and is scarce in quantity.

Often, only those who have contributed greatly to the church are eligible for a gift.

And the seed of the Divine Tree is taken care of by the Great Sage Mireya on weekdays, except for Mireya, Marcelino and Ahiborne, the other priests, even the vice-pope and the archbishop are not qualified to approach, they can only watch from afar.

When the seed of the sacred tree is about to mature, the precautions will become even tighter, and even visiting the sacred tree is not allowed.

It is precisely because of this that it has always been a mystery about how much of the seed of the Divine Tree is produced, but under the propaganda of thousands of years, almost all the clergy have developed a common understanding, that is, the seed of the Divine Tree is extremely rare.

But in reality, there are not many.

After all, what about such a big sacred tree......

The sacred tree, ten adult strong men, can't hold it hand in hand, and it is at least twenty meters in diameter.

The height is hundreds of thousands of meters, the branches are luxuriant, and whenever the flowering season, the petals are scattered like snowflakes, covering the sky and the sun.

With so many flowers, even if it is only one percent, even if it is one thousandth, one in ten thousand can produce seeds, it is definitely not a small number, and the reason why artificially creating the rare perception of the seeds of the sacred tree is just to facilitate the use of the seeds of the divine tree to rule the church.

After all, the seed of the Divine Tree is very useful.

At its most basic, the Sacred Tree Seed can heal injuries...... Of course, it must be specially refined to erase the activity of the seed of the Divine Tree, otherwise the seed will sprout in the stomach, and the body of the user will be used as a host, absorbing its essence and blood, energy, and using it to provide for its own growth.

The specially refined seed of the sacred tree has a healing effect comparable to that of a chant, and has the effect of reviving the dead.

It's a pity that although the seed of the divine tree has the ability to heal, it has no antidote effect, and when the temple was dusk before, Ahibon took dozens of healing seeds of the divine tree, although he failed to remove the toxin on his body, but he has been hanging on Ahiborne's life.

Secondly, the seed of the Divine Tree can also be used to assist in cultivation.

The energy contained in each Divine Tree Seed surpassed a hundred Superb Magic Stones, which was very rich.

Although there are some impurities in it, they are not worth mentioning compared to the abundant energy.

The final effect was developed by Ashburn, and the Divine Tree Seed could also be used as a punishment to allow the Divine Tree Seed to take root and sprout in the target's body, and the pain and despair caused by this process were more exaggerated than any kind of torture in the Dusk Continent.

Ashbon once tortured Apu with the seed of the sacred tree.

And now, what he engulfed was the seed of the Divine Tree that could be used to assist cultivation and absorb energy after special refining!

That one, at least dozens of them, was stuffed into his mouth at once.

The Divine Tree Seed already contains extremely rich energy, devouring dozens of them at once, which is definitely an act that only a madman can do.

Now Ashbourne is a true madman, and he just wants to kill Ron, no matter what the cost.

As soon as the seed of the Divine Tree entered the body, the energy contained in it immediately began to be released, and Ahbourne's body swelled sharply, and his skin, bones, and muscles were forcibly stretched, turning into a giant five or six meters tall and covered with scarlet color.

The voice in his throat was like a giant beast roaring, two red flames burned in a pair of huge eyes, and his arms opened quickly, as if embracing the void in front of him.

Just behind Ashiborne, layers of wings even gradually emerged.

Ron frowned slightly, this is ...... Angelization?

He hadn't really stepped into the realm of destruction, so he didn't know exactly what the scene in front of him meant, but Ron at least knew that angels weren't easy to deal with, but there seemed to be something wrong with Ahiborne's angelization.

The layers of wings that emerged from his back were not the snow-white of ordinary angels, nor the pitch-black of fallen angels, but the whole body showed a scarlet color, not to mention, the feathers were not dense, through the gaps in the feathers, you could even see the wriggling flesh below.

Ashburn is an impatient, just like he just became a powerhouse in the Destruction Realm, he couldn't wait to find Ron for revenge, and now he can't wait for his body to be completely angelized, just on his skin full of scars, a mysterious pattern emerged, and dense silver threads appeared in the pattern, wrapped around the open arms, and then, it evolved into one silver-white electric snake after another, and the layout was entangled with a crackling sound, and as Ashborn's hands fell suddenly, Dense arcs of electricity rushed forward.

In an instant, the huge underground palace was completely shrouded in thunderstorms, and the entire space turned into a brilliant sea of thunder.

Yes!

The main target of the Sea of Thunder's attack was naturally Ron, but before Ron could react, there was a scream from below.

Pity those legendary masters, their strength is enough to be the king and hegemon in other places, but it is not enough to look at it in this underground palace.

There were four legendary-level masters on the spot, because they couldn't withstand the thunder, under the entanglement of dense and fine arcs, their bodies were directly blown to pieces, and the screams stopped abruptly.

But the situation is also quite delicate, although they hold up the shield, but every time the arc explodes on the shield, the energy in the body will be quickly reduced by a large section, and when the energy is completely consumed, I am afraid that they will not be able to escape the end of the body and soul.

This is completely a disaster that affects the fish in the pond, and there is no reason for it.

The aftermath of the battle between the powerhouses of the Destruction Realm was also enough to kill them.

While!

An illusory bell suddenly rang out from Ron's front and echoed through the dungeon.

In front of Ron, there was a huge clock at some point, and the dial of the clock seemed to have experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, gray and mottled, and the dividing line of the twelve hours engraved on it had long been blurred.

On the dial, there are also densely engraved and indescribable symbols, but these symbols seem to be unable to withstand the erosion caused by the passage of time, and only a shallow layer remains.

The three hands, I don't know what material they are forged from, the surface is already rusty, perhaps because it is too old, and the frequency of the hands is also unusually slow, and it is getting slower and slower.

With each movement of the second hand, it seems that a circle of ripples spreads out.

In the dungeon, the thunder that was originally spreading rapidly towards Ron immediately appeared to stagnate when it came into contact with these ripples.

Obviously, this is also an ability to control time.

This is what Ron realized the last time he entered the Soul Boat, and the name of this move is very simple, it is called the clock.

It's a deeper, more flexible manipulation of time, and it's the first time Ron has used this trick.

While!

The second hand has shifted one notch.

The speed of the Sea of Thunder has become even slower.

What used to be as swift as a glimpse of light is now as slow as a snail, and every inch of movement takes a long time.

Obviously, the front of this sea of thunder was only a few meters away from Ron, and if he didn't even need half a breath at his original speed, the raging thunderstorm would instantly swallow Ron.

But now, this short distance of a few meters seems to take months to cross.

Eventually, as the hands on the clock stopped completely, the thunderstorm in front of Ron also stopped, and he could no longer move forward a single minute.

The thunderstorm that was pouring into the sky could completely swallow Ron in just a moment, but this short distance was like a moat, insurmountable, and Ashburn's face was extremely gloomy, and he had never seen such a strange ability in his life.

Just as Ashbourne was thinking about what kind of means he should use to solve the problem in front of him, Ron smiled slightly, snapped, and his two fingers interlaced instantly.

With this snap of the fingers, the hands on the clock moved again.

However, this time the hand began to rotate counterclockwise, and the speed of rotation was much faster than before.

When, when, when......

As the bells rang out in the dungeon, the sea of thunder receded like a tide and returned against the current.

This scene was completely beyond Ahbourne's expectations, his complexion changed suddenly, he raised his hands, trying to use the power of space to cut off Ron's counterattack, but it was too late, almost in the blink of an eye, the sea of thunder had completely faded to Ahbourne's side, and instantly, as if it had never appeared before, it disappeared in Ahbourne's palm.

That scene was like replaying everything that had happened before.

Time Reversal!

Even on the ground, the four corpses that had been blown to pieces by the lightning of the Sea of Thunder were put back together in a strange way.

The four legendary masters who came back to life all looked particularly weird, and they looked down at their bodies, not knowing whether to be shocked or frightened...... A few people next to Barumunger were even more like ghosts, with goosebumps all over their bodies.

These four people were torn to shreds in front of their eyes.

It had all been completely turned into a pulp, but now it was actually put back together, how could there be such a terrifying power in this world.

They are creepy.

However, they could at least see one thing, that is, Ron's strength was far stronger than that of Ashburn.

As for Ashburn, although he tried to fight back, as soon as this thought occurred in his heart, he only felt a violent churn between his chest and abdomen, and a strong urge to gagged instantly surged throughout his body.

Immediately afterwards, the body that had swelled to a height of four or five meters, like a leaky ball, quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the surging power on his body was quickly reduced.

The strong feeling of nausea was getting stronger and stronger, and he could clearly feel that something was squirming violently in his stomach, in his stomach, in his esophagus, against the trend.

The lining of the stomach and the esophagus are cut, bringing a hot stinging pain.

In less than two seconds, the stuff had surged up to her throat, and finally, Ashiburn couldn't hold it anymore, her mouth snapping open and a mouth full of gooey squirted out.

Seed of the Sacred Tree.

All of them are the seeds of the sacred tree.

How much he swallowed before, now he vomited it all.

Looking at those dark green seeds, Ashbourne was terrified, and even a strong fear welled up in his heart, he didn't understand why things had turned out like this?

Obviously he has stepped into the realm of destruction, but why is he still as weak as an ant in front of Ron?

Could it be that in his life, he really will never have the chance to kill Ron, take revenge, and take back Isabel?

No......

He's not reconciled.

Ashborne's face twisted into a swirling shape, and he suddenly let out a piercing scream: "Barumunge, Balk, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you strike together and kill Ron......"

Chapter I

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