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

To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.

Of course, it was impossible for Ron not to understand this truth. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to kill all the remaining three clones and completely drive Holt away.

There was obviously something wrong with those clones, and he had a hunch that as long as any one of them survived, he would immediately become a brand new Holt 474, and he would still be a threat to himself.

Especially after the previous blow, Holt's strength not only did not decrease at all, but even improved by leaps and bounds. He also possessed some extremely strange powers. He seriously suspected that Holt might become a target like Herman and Apu. The puppet chosen by the repairman.

For this kind of guy, Ron's methods have always been sharp. He will kill him whenever he can and never give the other person any chance of survival.

And at his current speed, even if the three clones escape in different directions, they can still be killed.

Unexpectedly, before he could take action, huge, dark red chains appeared in front of him, squirming strangely, like ferocious pythons.

Ron's initially relaxed expression suddenly turned serious.

Of course he knew what these chains were about, he even gave them a name, Shackles of Destiny.

Once upon a time, when he first sensed that there might be shackles of fate existing in the Twilight Continent, these chains appeared in front of him. They also appeared when the six-winged fallen angel Niaf destroyed the Andre family's fighting machine. Once, this is the third time.

Could it be said that now his strength can reach the legendary level, but because of his rich foundation and the absorption of two rays of divine power, his energy has changed. It is no longer pure magic power, but somewhere between magic power. A special kind of power between the power of God and God. Although it is restrained, its destructive power has greatly increased. It may even have reached a level of destructive power. Is this why the shackles of fate appear?

Why did the shackles of fate appear?

Could it be said that he wants to re-enter the power below the level of destruction?

Many thoughts quickly flashed through Ron's mind, and his eyes were staring straight at the shackles of fate in mid-air. The huge chains stretched across the mid-air. Although they were not life, they vaguely conveyed a heart-stopping feeling. of evil.

Faintly, he could even hear the sound of chains rubbing against each other in his ears, the creaking sound making his scalp numb.

Not to mention, the chain's movement seemed slow, but it was approaching Ron from beginning to end.

He didn't know what would happen if he got entangled in these chains, but he knew that it was dangerous.

His throat squirmed slightly, and the power in Ron's body surged subconsciously. Although he didn't know whether he could destroy these chains, he had an impulse in his heart, and he wanted to give it a try.

On the ground, several women looked strange.

They didn't understand how Ron survived the previous attack. His body was obviously torn to pieces, but now he looked like he was fine. Although they were relieved, they saw Ron motionless and staring at the sky, even He couldn't even take care of Holt's three clones, but he couldn't help but worry in his heart, not knowing what happened again.

They knew that Ron must have seen something that they could not spy on.

After Ron faked his death, they practiced desperately. They thought the distance between them and Ron had been shortened, but now they felt even further away.

Only Christian's face was stern, and his peak legendary realm allowed her to see the transparent, squirming outlines in front of Ron.

hum!

At this moment, an invisible impact suddenly came.

No one knew where this shock came from, but no matter who it was, even Christian could feel his chest being suddenly depressed, and an indescribable fear suddenly hit his heart.

Even Ron was no exception. His body did not tremble violently, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Then... boom...

There was a roar like the earth was shaking, and the earth was shaking violently.

A long, long crack that could be called a canyon appeared in front of everyone.

The entire earth seemed to be split in half in an instant. The buildings on the earth, including the headquarters of the Church of Dawn, the houses and the churches, were forcibly torn apart from the middle with a clicking sound.

An apocalyptic scene was staged in front of everyone. Everyone who saw this scene could truly feel the fear that penetrated their souls deep in their hearts... What kind of power is this? Can it actually tear the earth apart?

Even though everyone present, without exception, were all very powerful beings, they could not help but tremble in their hearts. Their bodies flew up involuntarily and stood beside Ron, with a slight fear. Staring around with vigilant eyes.

Even if the existence that tears the earth apart is beyond the ability of these women to deal with, no one is willing to surrender.

And Ron saw it more clearly. He very clearly noticed that at the moment when this huge crack appeared, the shackles of fate in the air seemed to have lost their original tranquility and soothing, and suddenly became restless, creaking and rubbing. The sound also became more harsh.

His eyes couldn't help but look downwards. He could not see the dark canyon to the bottom.

No one knows what place is connected to the deepest part of the canyon. Perhaps... it is an abyss or hell.

Rumble!

The earth was still shaking and trembling, and the sound was even more violent than before.

In just a short moment, the headquarters of the Church of the Dawn Goddess was suddenly divided into two halves, separated by a hundred meters.

Suddenly, Ron's eyelids twitched.

Deep in the 100-meter-wide canyon, he saw a hazy silhouette approaching quickly.

That's... a hand.

A wrinkled hand.

When the finger finally emerged from the deepest part of the canyon, Ron felt as if his heartbeat had stopped at this moment.

Every finger is like a giant dragon pillar.

Hundreds of meters long.

When all five fingers emerged from the abyss, Ron even doubted whether he had seen the legendary Five Fingers Mountain.

This palm is so big that the slight depression on the back of the hand and the palm of the hand looks like a huge depression. Large and small stones are rolling down the palm and are quickly swallowed by the darkness.

A single palm is already so exaggerated, so how amazing would it be if the palm itself appeared?

Upright.

Perhaps, this is the only word that can describe it.

Dragons and giants are like insects in front of this truly behemoth, and Ron and others are as tiny as ants.

The surface of the palm is covered with corpse spots.

There are lumps and lumps, which even make people wonder if this is a dead person.

Ron almost subconsciously opened his hands, using advanced Holy Light magic, the Dawn Shield quickly opened around his body... And this was just for psychological comfort. No one knew better than Ron that once this giant hand rushed towards If you hit yourself, the shield on your body will collapse in an instant.

However, the scene he was worried about did not happen in front of him.

The moment the giant hand appeared, several fingers grabbed directly at the chains stretching across the night sky.

Crash...crunch...

The chain, which was still showing off its power and showing off its posture, suffered an unprecedented impact at this moment, shaking violently and making a sharp and ear-piercing sound.

I don't know how many chains I grabbed with one slap. I pulled hard and the chains straightened instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a crunching sound echoed in Ron's ears.

The chains, like a sky-swallowing python, were suddenly broken.

More chains were dragged by giant hands, drowned in the abyss a hundred meters wide, and gradually swallowed by darkness.

Just when the giant hand was about to disappear in front of Ron, Ron's eyelids suddenly jumped and he saw a gap on the back of the giant hand, like a huge mouth:

"Thanks brother!"

It's Chinese.

Blasphemer, Archibald?

Chapter One