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

At the moment when the dragon fist hit the soul, Ron seemed to see an extremely weird distortion emerging in front of him, and then he seemed to hear an extremely sharp cry in his ears.

Tick, tick, tick...

In a trance, it seemed that the second hand of a clock was moving slowly.

The crisp sound echoed in the ears of every living being.

This ticking sound continued for several seconds and finally came to an end.

Immediately afterwards... boom!

A deafening roar like the collapse of the heavens and the earth suddenly spread out in this parallel world.

With Ron's position as the center, the invisible impact instantly turned into a frosty white ring, like a nuclear bomb explosion, sweeping towards the surroundings. The scene at that moment was like a tsunami and a sweeping storm.

Thick smoke covered the sky and everything in sight was submerged in gray dust.

Figures were swept up by the impact, and their bodies were almost torn into pieces in an instant. Flesh, bones, and skin all turned into something like mud, and there were touches of scarlet color in the gray smoke.

I could still seem to hear a crackling sound in my ears, which was the sound of this space constantly cracking and being destroyed.

No one knew what had happened in the thick smoke and dust. In the entire parallel space, no living being could escape this round of impact filled with the breath of destruction. All one could see was that in the moment when the impact raged, in the entire parallel space, rows and rows of neatly arranged buildings collapsed one after another, and then the ruins were quickly covered by thick smoke and dust.

The parallel space is filled with chaotic and violent energy.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air was mixed with the wails of fear and despair.

No one knew how long the whole process lasted, but the smoke and dust finally subsided.

Looking at the scene again, the space of the Andre family today is like a huge glass box, but the glass box is covered with cracks all around, as dense as a spider web, and even has serious defects in some places, showing holes of various sizes.

It is obvious that this piece of space has really been stretched to its limit and is on the verge of breaking. It may completely collapse at any time.

This was a space that was created by the joint efforts of forty-nine demigod-level masters. Yet, it was severely damaged by Ron's attack. One could imagine what kind of energy was contained in that attack.

Look at the ground again.

The neatly arranged buildings and the hard stone slabs on the ground have all disappeared, replaced by fine grains of sand and dust. The ground of the entire space has completely turned into a desert that stretches as far as the eye can see.

Everything was reduced to dust.

puff.

Just a kilometer away from the center of this space, a dry arm suddenly stretched out from the fine sand and dust.

The old fingers were groping and struggling around, and they slowly emerged from the dust. This was an old man with white hair and beard, and it looked like he had half a foot... no, not half a foot in the grave, it was actually that the earth had buried him up to his eyebrows.

He was hunched over and seemed unable to straighten himself up at all.

His already gray hair became grey due to being covered with too much dust, making him look even more disheveled.

I don’t know if it was because I had just been hit too hard and my body was injured, or if it was because my spirit was strongly stimulated, but in any case, my whole body was shaking.

This person is Regias.

Although he looked extremely disheveled, with bloodstains of varying sizes all over his face, it was almost impossible to tell what he originally looked like, but one could still barely discern his identity from his clothes.

This guy is really lucky.

Such a violent impact just now did not take Regias' life, and it even seemed that his injuries were not too serious.

It is indeed an old monster that has survived for more than 10,000 years. It is said that a turtle lives for ten thousand years and a tortoise lives for a thousand years. This is really true.

However, when Regias's cloudy eyes, which had completely lost their original brilliance, saw the surrounding situation clearly, he felt as if his chest was hit hard by a hammer. His chest suddenly caved in and he couldn't catch his breath. With a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Blood spurted onto his beard.

Mixed with the dust on his beard, it became sticky and looked even more desolate.

Regias gasped desperately. He was really worried that he would suffocate to death because of a lack of breath... At this moment, Regias just felt his heart aching, so aching.

This is a space that was created by forty-nine practitioners at the demigod level working together. It has gone through nearly ten thousand years, and no matter what kind of enemy they faced, they have always firmly guarded the Andre family's space.

It just got broken.

It can even be said that the damage is of the kind that cannot be repaired at all.

Regias felt as if a piece of his heart had been dug out. The pain was so severe that even his breathing was filled with sadness and pain.

Puff puff……

Arms stretched out from under the sand and dust, and figures emerged from the desert.

They looked as miserable as a dog, shaking their bodies wildly, trying to shake off the sand on their bodies.

All the twelve ancestors were still alive, and none of them could be killed.

This guy is really annoying.

It can even be said that among the more than eighty practitioners in the realm of destruction, more than half are still alive.

Of course, Daphne, Philomena, Heferson and Patrich are also alive, and their situation is even better than those of the Andre family. After all, the masters of the Andre family are all on the altar or nearby. In short, the distance is very close.

In comparison, Philomena and the other three were far away from the altar.

Although the impact was powerful, its power had weakened a lot by the time it spread to their side. In addition, they were all quite powerful, so although they looked a little embarrassed on the outside, they actually did not suffer any damage.

Apart from these strong ones, the situation of others is much worse.

Those who were weak died in large numbers, and died in the most tragic way. Not even their remains were left behind. Their flesh, blood, and bones were all ground into fine powder by the impact and mixed in the dust.

Figures gradually crawled up from the ground, but at a glance, they were scattered and sparse, and the number was probably less than half of the original number.

puff.

When he saw this scene, Regias couldn't help but feel a pain in his chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood again. His old face turned extremely pale without a trace of blood.

When has the Andre family ever suffered such losses? Although the casualties of the masters this time were not too serious, the injuries of ordinary members were probably more serious than during the Archibald Cholera outbreak a thousand years ago.

Although Archibald was ruthless at that time, he basically would not attack those members who were too weak. But this time was different. This time it was a completely indiscriminate loss.