Chapter 607 Who Is the Evil God Behind You? (Five Thousand)

Boom!

Ron's iron fist fell towards Heferson's head below.

Without any reservation, under the blessing of the law of force, the destructive power of Ron's fist was so great that even before the fist hit Heferson's head, the overwhelming pressure had already fallen.

Accompanied by a violent roar, the hard ground around Heferson's position collapsed.

In an instant, smoke and dust rose.

But even if the smoke and dust raged in the air, it could not block Ron and Heferson's sight. Ron could even clearly see the hideous distortion on Heferson's face and the scarlet bloodshot in his eyes.

Ron's fist was wrapped in the power of heaven and earth.

This punch, not to mention the galaxy turned upside down, at least the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.

Almost all the elves living around came out, staring at the movement here with their eyes, confused. They could clearly see every movement on the battlefield, but they could not understand the confrontation between Ron and Heferson.

Ron's movements were not fast at all, and could even be said to be very slow, very slow, as slow as a snail. Every inch of movement seemed to take a long time.

How much power could such a slow fist exert even if it really hit someone?

How powerful was Heferson? Could it be that Heferson could not dodge such a slow attack? Why did this high priest who was usually arrogant and domineering in the Forest of Elves and didn't care about anyone show such a serious expression?

Why didn't he mean to dodge at all, but just stood there, motionless, staring at Ron with his eyes wide open?

Is this really a conflict between masters?

Even a fight between street hooligans would be more interesting than this, right?

It is incomprehensible, really incomprehensible.

What is even more incomprehensible is that after staring at the battle in front of them for a little longer, they even feel that everything they see in front of them begins to show an indescribable distortion, and even their souls become a little unstable, and their chests and abdomens are inexplicably churning, and they have the urge to vomit violently.

Crunch, crunch, crunch...

Heferson is desperately trying to control his body.

Under excessive force, the bones of his body rub against each other, and an extremely unpleasant sound is heard.

Heferson naturally doesn't care about the thoughts of the stupid elves around him. They don't know how terrible Ron's attack this time is.

First, time stops.

Ron, this guy, solidified the time around him, so that he didn't have time to react at all in a short period of time.

Then, an iron fist came down.

Yes, Ron's fist is indeed very slow.

Under normal circumstances, Heferson would not take this level of attack seriously. Even if he just leaned sideways, he could easily dodge this attack. He didn't even need to lean sideways. After all, the opponent's attack was too slow. It was unknown how long it would take for the opponent's attack to hit his head.

However, Ron's attack was completely different this time.

The slowly falling fist was wrapped with unparalleled power. The overwhelming pressure instantly enveloped Heferson. Even with Heferson's strength, he could not avoid being locked and suppressed.

All around, there was extremely terrifying energy, which was squeezing Heferson's body crazily, making him unable to move at all, and even depriving him of control of his body.

Even though Heferson had experienced all kinds of storms in his life, it was the first time he fought against a master of Ron's level. He had never met someone who could force him to this extent.

Seeing Ron's fist getting closer and closer to him, Heferson seemed to have seen his head and body disappearing into ashes under Ron's fist.

Even his soul felt a strong threat.

It was under the stimulation of this strong threat that Heferson actually gained the right to control his body little by little. His right hand fingers suddenly trembled, and the next moment, his entire right hand slowly raised up and rushed towards Ron's fist in the air.

Finally, a punch and a palm collided in the air.

Boom!

Obviously, the movements of both of them were extremely slow, but at the moment when the punch and the palm collided, a thunderous roar broke out.

At the same time, a circle of translucent impact instantly spread to the surroundings.

Wherever the impact reached, the space was distorted.

With the two of them as the center, a large area around them, whether it was a tree that three people could hug or a boulder that was one person tall, everything was instantly turned into powder, and even the thick soil on the ground was lifted up layer by layer.

It was not until he caught Ron's punch that Hefelson finally understood how terrifying the energy contained in Ron's fist was. Hefelson only felt a stream of hot air flowing through his body along his palm.

His whole body sank suddenly and fell again, and most of his body was submerged in the soil.

On his right arm, strips and pieces of flesh, skin and tendons were peeled off from his arm layer by layer in an instant, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

A white arm bone was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

The next moment, with a pop, even this snow-white arm bone was shattered into pieces and turned into countless fine dust, which disappeared with the wind.

Ron's expression also changed slightly.

The moment he touched Hefelson's palm, Ron felt an extremely sinister energy seeping directly into his body. Dark red evil energy instantly surged over his body, and his spirit fell into a trance. Amid the indescribable fluctuations, a crazy, violent desire to destroy and kill surged directly into his heart.

The originally normal and handsome face became twisted and ferocious.

Ron knew that this was the erosion and pollution released from Hefelson.

No...no, this is not Hefelson's own power, this is the power Hefelson borrowed from the evil god behind him.

He is clearly a strong man in the realm of destruction, yet he was actually polluted in just a split second. Although it is not yet certain who this evil god is, there is no doubt that he is definitely better than the father god Alecius. Too powerful.

Ron didn't dare to let himself be immersed in this kind of pollution for too long. Even he couldn't guarantee what would happen if he lost control of his mind.

Taking a deep breath, Ron quickly backed away.

As soon as his body stopped, the power of dawn filled his body, gradually expelling the strong pollution from the body bit by bit, and his spirit gradually returned to normal.

After calming down, looking at the situation around him, Ron frowned.

The previous impact has gradually subsided, and the billowing smoke in the sky has returned to the ground. Looking around, the originally dense forest has turned into a huge desert.

The densely packed trees in the jungle, as well as the wooden houses on the trees, had all disappeared under the previous impact.

Even the fallen leaves, dead branches, soil, and boulders on the ground had all disappeared. At this moment, only fine grains of sand and dust remained as far as Ron could see.

Just looking at this picture, one can imagine how shocking the damage caused by the confrontation between Ron and Hefferson just now.

The elves who originally lived near here had already fled at the moment of the impact when Ron and Hefelson took action. They could run as far as they could. Otherwise, there would probably be a lot more people around here. corpse.

No, not even the body could be left behind.

The remains and souls would probably disappear under the destruction of the violent impact just now.

Further away, because the impact gradually weakened, the damage caused was not as exaggerated as this place, but a large number of trees also fell, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground were swept away.

A faint rustling sound could be heard, presumably from the elves escaping as quickly as possible.

Ron's guess was correct. It was indeed the elves including Carol and Mirabell. They emerged from deeper in the woods. When they saw this large area appearing out of thin air, it shimmered dimly in the moonlight. When they saw the frost-white desert, everyone was dumbfounded and their faces were stiff. They didn't know how to describe the shock and fear in their hearts.

Just because of a fight between Ron and Hefferson, a desert was created in the Elf Forest?

It’s just a fight, do you want it to be so scary?

So if Ron and Hefelson really risked everything to have a life-and-death battle in the Elf Forest, wouldn't the Elf Forest disappear completely?

So strong?

No one could understand the shock in their hearts. Only Carol and Mirabell looked at each other and could see the luck and joy in each other's eyes. Originally, they only knew that their husband was very strong, but how strong was he? But no one knows.

But now, looking at that figure under the moonlight, they finally understood that at least the strength of their husband was definitely not inferior to that of Hefelson.

At the same time, Ron also looked at Hefelson.

There is something wrong with this guy too. Ron had obviously shattered this guy's right arm, including all the bones, flesh and blood, but in this short time, all the injuries on Hefelson's body had been healed. .

Apart from the disappearance of the sleeves, no scars could be seen on that arm. This healing ability was comparable to Philomena's law of regeneration.

This guy probably has a similar rule.

This is an ability that even Ron envies. Without the heart of the Dawn Goddess, even he would not be able to possess such exaggerated healing abilities.

Thinking about the pollution and erosion that even he could not resist, Ron had to admit that Hefelson was really very dangerous and difficult to deal with. Although he was not as good as Partridge, in Ron's opinion, this guy Probably more difficult than Partridge.

When Ron stared at Hefelson, Hefelson also stared at Ron.

Hefferson's eyes clearly showed slight surprise.

When they fought against Ron for the first time, the two of them couldn't decide the outcome. I thought that after such a long time, my strength had made great progress and it would be easy to suppress Ron. Unexpectedly, they were still evenly matched.

Shaking his arm, Ron showed a slightly exaggerated smile on his face: "Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Hefelson, long time no see, is this how you entertain your old friend? If someone who doesn't know sees this, they will think that we are It’s an enemy.”

Hefferson's lips trembled slightly. He seemed a little surprised. How could there be such a shameless person in this world?

Old friends?

They just met once, far from being old friends, right?

What's more, the punch you just threw was clearly an attempt to kill me.

Even if they are not enemies, I'm afraid the relationship is not much better, right?

Of course, just like when there is no way to kill each other, Ron does not want to completely break up with Heferson, Heferson does not want to completely break up with Ron, at least he has to maintain basic decency.

A smile also bloomed on Heferson's dark face: "Oh, of course, Mr. Ron, how could we be enemies?"

"It's not been a long time since we last met. It's not easy to meet a good player like Mr. Ron. I just want to do it for a while. Mr., please don't misunderstand me because of this. I will be sad."

"That's good. I thought I did something bad and made the high priest unhappy. It really makes me panic."

Ron and Heferson said meaningless compliments.

Although a lot of words have been said, there is no substantial content at all.

Ron glanced at Heferson and cursed in his heart: old fox.

Heferson also glared at Ron and muttered in his heart: little fox.

The elves behind gradually gathered together, but the power displayed by Ron and Heferson made them afraid. Even if they gathered together, they were still far away. Carol and Philomena knew that Ron had important things to discuss with Heferson, so they did not participate and just watched from a distance.

Seeing that the two people who had just fought for life and death were now chatting and laughing like old friends, the expressions on their faces looked quite weird.

Seeing that this meaningless conversation was going to continue, Ron frowned slightly. He didn't want to waste too much time here. Suddenly, he changed the subject and asked: "Mr. Heferson..."

"Is the evil god behind you the source of all evil?"

Ron's question came too suddenly.

Even though Heferson was a shrewd man, when he heard this question, his expression remained unchanged, but his breathing suddenly stopped. Although Heferson had returned to normal in an instant, Ron clearly saw the shrinking of his pupils at that moment.

Especially when the four words "the source of all evil" appeared, Ron could even feel a hint of shock in Heferson's eyes.

Even if there was no substantial whole game, just from Heferson's reaction, Ron had basically confirmed his speculation.

He became more vigilant in his heart when facing Heferson. Not to mention Heferson's own strength, his background was really scary.

No wonder Heferson was more dangerous than Partridge. Although Partridge was stronger and had a higher realm, there was no one behind Partridge. No, it can't be said that there was no one behind Partridge. After all, there were a lot of people chasing Partridge.

It can only be said that Partridge had no background.

What do you rely on to get out? It's not fighting and killing, it's about power, and who has a bigger background.

Behind Heferson stood the source of all evil, the most powerful of all the evil gods. Let alone what kind of ending Heferson would end up with, this background alone was enough to scare people to death.

Even an administrator like the repairman would never easily provoke an existence like the source of all evil unless it was necessary.

Perhaps, this was why Heferson could survive until now.

Ron was speechless. He didn't expect that he would get such an explosive answer after just asking a question out of the blue. He suddenly became a little worried about his cooperation with Heferson.

Heferson didn't hide, he had always lived in the forest of elves, and even often showed up.

It seemed that he didn't feel hunted at all.

Could it be that the repairman never arranged any masters to deal with Heferson? If that was the case, how could Heferson cooperate with him if he didn't feel the threat from the repairman?

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts emerged in Ron's mind.

Heferson paused briefly, knowing that he had lost his composure.

At this moment, his heart was also in turmoil, and he even had some uncontrollable fear of Ron. He didn't understand how Ron knew that there was an evil god behind him.

Ron could even call out the name of the evil god directly.

How many secrets did he know?

Although Ron asked in a questioning tone, his momentary loss of composure was enough to make Ron confirm his guess.

At the same time as shock and fear, Heferson's chest was filled with murderous intent. He wanted to take action immediately and strangle Ron to death, but... he held back.

There was no way, Heferson knew very well that he couldn't kill Ron.

If the fight really went on until death, there would only be one final result, that is, both sides would suffer losses.

He quickly adjusted his spirit and smiled: "Huh? What are you talking about, sir? Evil god? The source of all evil? Sorry, I've never heard of it."

Even if his secret had been discovered, Heferson could never admit it. He was very clear about this. After a pause, Heferson spoke again: "Mr. Ron came to me, didn't he just want to play a bad joke?"