As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Chapter 416 Father God is angry (3)

A weird roar rolled in mid-air.

Impact.

Wreck it.

Destroy it.

The roaring sound of the Holy Father was like a terrifying tsunami, rolling up waves of tens of feet and waving its power on the top of the Holy Mountain.

In the clouds, a giant, round, slender creature, at least several hundred feet in length, was looming, although due to the obstruction of the clouds and mist, Ron could not even see the true appearance of that existence, and could only see a rough outline.

But that kind of indescribable pressure has fallen on Ron's head like a mountain.

Almost instantly, Ron felt the unbearable itching all over his body. He suddenly looked down and saw tiny strips of granulation sprouting out of thin air on his skin, which were constantly wriggling and growing on the epidermis. , gradually evolved into scarlet meat strips.

The sound entered Ron's mind, and his head suddenly hurt, and his thoughts were suddenly confused.

At this moment, the protection of the God of War on his neck suddenly released a burst of scorching temperature, suppressing the chaos in his mind, temporarily dispelling the abnormalities in his body, and returning his scattered thoughts to normal.

Ron felt a chill in his heart. Of course he understood what this picture represented, which was erosion and pollution.

If he continues like this, he is afraid that his body will turn into a fleshy hedgehog. Although the God of War's protective effect is powerful, it cannot be used without limit.

Judging from this, the phantom that suddenly appeared in the sky was probably not the projection of God the Father.

This kind of violent erosion and pollution was enough to convince Ron that this so-called Father God was definitely an evil god, and it was impossible for ordinary evil spirits to release such strong filth.

I really underestimated the Holy Father.

Ron also didn't expect that this damn fat man actually had the privilege of being able to communicate with the evil god at any time.

Originally, it was just because the Holy Father was so powerful that fighting head-on would do no good to him, so he prepared to try a sneak attack and gave the Holy Father a few more seconds. Unexpectedly, this guy actually seized this opportunity and attacked himself directly. Big waves.

He didn't have time to think about it so much. He absolutely couldn't let the so-called Holy Father summon the evil god. Even if it was just a projection, he couldn't compete with it now.

The five fingers of his right hand were holding the Eye of the Dragon God tightly, and his body turned into a ray of light and flashed in front of the Holy Father. He raised the Eye of the Dragon God and hit the Holy Father's round head with a stick.

The Holy Father is howling, praying to be blessed again by the Father.

He was caught off guard and failed to dodge. His head resisted the impact of the Dragon God's Eye, and his body immediately staggered back. There was a buzzing in his huge head, and his body actually fell into a sluggish state for a while.

The weight of the Dragon God's Eye was still exaggerated. The Holy Father's forehead was cracked when it hit him, and his brains burst out.

However, this kind of injury is not worth mentioning for a being of Father God's level. The state of slow paralysis only lasted for a short moment. He soon returned to normal. He gritted his teeth and raised his right hand, and something appeared in the palm of his hand. A milky white scepter.

The top of the scepter is inlaid with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple gems.

This is the scepter gifted by God the Father to the Holy Father to manage his believers. It is a strong imposition of the authority of God the Father.

The power of this scepter will never be inferior to that of the papal scepter of any of the seven orthodox churches. It is even more powerful. After all, although the papal scepter represents the authority of the pope, it is actually forged by the believers themselves. .

And this scepter is a gift from God, which means there are really few believers in the small town. Otherwise, the Holy Father would even dare to call himself the Pope.

The seven gems on the scepter represent the seven powers.

God the Father is a very terrifying god. Even the Holy Father does not know the true name and title of God the Father, but the Holy Father knows very well what kind of power God the Father has, which is...devouring.

The supreme, merciful and merciful God the Father has the power to devour everything.

Be it dragon, elf or human.

Whether it's energy or a sword.

As long as everything exists on the Twilight Continent, it is within the scope of being devoured by Father God.

Even meteorites among the stars in the sky can be swallowed by Father God as the most delicious food. The magical energy swallowed by Father God was purified and compressed by Father God, and then transformed into gems, which were embedded in the scepter.

A cyan gem suddenly lit up, and a raging storm suddenly emerged in the air. Dark winds swept across the world, mixed with bright silvery lightnings one after another, like ferocious tree branches. The top of the huge holy mountain was completely enveloped in the storm. Within the lightning, the destructive air waves were like substance.

Lightning storm!

Mirabelle's face changed slightly when she was dozens of meters away. She had already moved far away. She thought this distance was safe enough. But now, Mirabelle found that this distance was not enough to see. A storm and lightning covered her. The area is enough to submerge oneself.

Biting her teeth tightly, Mirabelle was forced to retreat again, and even left the mountain, finally avoiding the scope of the lightning storm.

Boom... click!

Just as Mirabelle's figure disappeared from the suspension bridge, her eyes were instantly flooded by silvery thunderbolts and pitch-black storms. The violent lightnings were like electric snakes, twisting and entangled, one after another. .

In that clear black and white light, everything was shattered and disappeared.

The Elf Queen's eyelids jumped. She couldn't see clearly what the center of the storm looked like, but she could clearly see that the original highest mountain was being cut down. In a short period of time, the height of the mountain dropped several times. Ten meters.

Mirabell couldn't see clearly, but the Holy Father was very clear. He could clearly sense that the breath of that damn bastard still stayed in the center of the lightning storm, seemingly unaffected by it, not even the slightest bit of disorder.

The Holy Father was not in a hurry. He once again waved the scepter in his hand.

Several more bolts of lightning jumped out of the air, entangled together, and turned into a silver-white python. It opened its ferocious mouth and engulfed the lightning storm.

Chirping.

In the smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun, the shields on the surface of Ron's body shattered like paper.

The electric python's fangs scratched through Ron's head, and half of his head shattered, turning into countless pieces of blackened meat and bones splashing around.

However, the body that had lost half of its head did not fall down. Its heartbeat continued. As a soft white light surged through his body, Ron's body immediately returned to normal.

Ostara's heartbeat is the strongest recovery ability in the entire Dusk Continent. As long as you don't die instantly, as long as you still have breath, it can pull you back from the gate of hell.

Covered by the sandstorm, Ron's two fingers intertwined with a snap:
"Forbidden curse."

"Heaven."

In the blink of an eye, a milky white church appeared out of thin air.

Perhaps, this church is not as majestic and magnificent as the headquarters of the Church of the Dawn Goddess, but it is enough to protect Ron's body.

Dawn system, the strongest defensive magic.

Blah blah blah...

The storm was raging in heaven, and the electric python streaked against the walls of heaven, bringing up a string of sparks. No matter how the earth shook, heaven remained unmoved, without any trace of damage.

There were even more circles of milky white light swaying out. The roaring wind and the raging electric python were even suppressed by the power permeating the heaven, and even showed signs of calming down.

The two sides are fighting.

The Holy Father also gave up completely, and the screams in his mouth became sharper and shriller. The dark clouds above his head quickly gathered and pressed down on each other, making the already dark small town and holy mountain become even more oppressive.

Mirabelle's body was trembling in the distance, and her wide eyes released indescribable fear.

At the foot of the Holy Mountain, thousands of so-called believers are gradually gathering from around the Holy Mountain. They are crawling on the ground with frightened faces, weird screams are constantly coming from their mouths, and their foreheads are pressed tightly against the cold floor. Declaring his surrender in fear.

They couldn't understand that kind of power, they only knew... God the Father was angry!

　Chapter 3 is delivered, there will be more after twelve o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)