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Just as the two powerful beings arrived, Ron's consciousness was like boiling water, and there were surging waves everywhere. The spiritual storm that swept everything rose like a mountain in front of the two powerful beings, hovering at the unreachable top.

"Mortals", they sighed, and the majestic voice echoed in Ron's world of consciousness.

At that moment, all defenses in Ron's consciousness world collapsed, like the most decayed buildings and trees swept by the strong wind, turning into the tiniest fragments. Only the last bit of rule power wrapped around Ron's core spirit and slowly rotated in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In such a storm of endless power, any of Ron's attempts to resist seemed minimal.

"Is this a mental attack? They can actually enter my consciousness." Ron looked at the madness outside in that small corner, and sighed in horror at his occupied consciousness world.

Everyone's consciousness is a world. When he thinks, all his thoughts will wander and soar in such a world, extremely free. In this world, no other force can interfere with it, interrupt the movement of consciousness, let alone break into this world. The spiritual attack in magic is only through the shaking of the consciousness world, and then the operation of consciousness is thought of, but if you want to enter the human consciousness world, the rules do not allow it.

But how did these two beings actually break into Ron's consciousness?

"Mortal, are you thinking?" said a descendant with flames all over his body.

"God?" Ron suddenly realized the possible identities of these two arrivals. They always called Ron by "mortality". All the momentum and behavior of all the clues showed all this.

"Is it really a humble and weak existence that Kakata actually brought us two to this place that is not worth staying, just to conquer this human being?" said another god dotted with ice crystals. Snowflakes floated within several meters of his body, blocking the storm outside.

"No matter how weak the opponent is, we should give him the glory of surrender. Then, mortals, now, hurry up and open your last defense to us and give up resistance," said the flame god.

Ron was surrounded by the power of rules and looked at the two gods who had descended into his consciousness, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

He just entangled with the two robotic arms of Kakata with Keanu spear. How could it suddenly become such a situation? Did these two so-called gods descend to his world through Keanu spear?

Where is Keanu spear?

Ron in consciousness had empty hands and no weapons. The Keanu spear had long been gone, or in the world of consciousness, the Keanu spear would not have existed.

Holy Grail?

Ron tried to mobilize the power of the Holy Grail to block them, but found that the Holy Grail that he had been using for him had become silent at this time. No matter how he called, he did not react at all, as if he had chosen to silence and retreat under the boundless pressure of these two comingers.

Half plane?

Ron tried to find the entrance to the semi-plane, but in the endless vast storm, the originally clear entrance disappeared. I don’t know if it was torn into pieces or buried in a corner of the storm.

He felt cold in his heart and suddenly felt like he was relying on nothing. This was something that had never happened since he had the Holy Grail. Keanu's spear could not be used, and the omnipotent Holy Grail actually failed. The last reliance, the half-plane, also lost its trace.

"Silence is not an answer," the flame god said impatiently. He gently raised his right hand, and a ball of flame quickly condensed, pounced towards Ron like a ball of fire phoenix.

"Damn it," Ron cursed, and could only rely on the power of the rules to form a barrier in front of him, intending to block the flame.

With a "bang", the barrier collided with the flame without any fancy, and turned into pieces again in Ron's disappointed and surprised eyes. The flame continued to bump into Ron without stopping, and clearly showed its fangs and claws in Ron's sight, just like the ancient monsters.

A flash of eyes, Ron felt a huge pain coming. He felt that he was hit and flew up a long distance. He didn't know what he hit and stopped, but he felt that the bones in his body were about to break, and an inexplicable pain from the soul screamed in his consciousness.

"Submit, give up," the ice god said in a strange tone, reaching Ron's ears with endless and strange charm.

Can a ball of flames smash the shield he condensed with the power of rules? Is this the strength of the gods?

Ron felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. This was just the power of the flame god. The ice god seemed to have not taken action yet, but it was obvious that they had locked themselves firmly. Perhaps with just a wave of their hand, they could erase the only consciousness they had left.

Unexpectedly, Kakata was so powerful that he saved two gods in the robotic arm. Perhaps this was not the god itself, or it might just be a projection, but for Ron now, it was impossible to compete with a powerful god projection, let alone two.

No wonder Kakata once said before that although he is not a holy level, he has the strength that many holy level masters have never had. Such strength can not be compared even by some people who have entered the holy level. After all, this is a projection of two gods.

"Since you are still resisting, don't blame us." The flame god sighed and condensed a flame ball that was ten times larger in size, gently holding it in his hand.

After the flame ball appeared, it actually roasted all the gas around it and turned into disorderly fragments, floating like some small flowers.

The ice god condensed a frozen ball of the same size. The cold air condensed all over his body intertwined and collided with the heat wave of the flame god, causing an energy surge. The fragments like flowers were frozen again and withered underground like petals.

"Is this the last chance to surrender or destroy?" The voice of the Ice God was as cold as his body.

"Cough", Ron coughed at this time, his eyes fell to the ground, and he saw the messy land.

Flowers?

Ron, who was in desperate situation, seemed to remember a scene suddenly. A memory of his trip to Dragon Island was turned up by him. Facing Yunas, the world of the world's No. 1, at that time, Wallace's world of flowers was very similar to these scenes in front of him.

It was just that the two gods were surrounded by flames and the other was drifting with ice and snow, occupying absolute momentum and superiority in Ron's consciousness world, and even blocking Ron's sight, making him unable to see anything else, but only saw the scorched and frozen pieces.

"So that's how it is," Ron suddenly calmed down.

"What?", the two gods suddenly said in unison.

Ron suddenly lost the power of the rules on his body and stood in this world of storms without any protection, allowing these storms with a breath of destruction to erode his body, tear his clothes, cut his skin, revealing scars and flesh and muscles.

"It turns out that gods can also be created," Ron sighed and stretched out his hand and gently wiped it. The already damaged arm suddenly became smoother again, like a new life.

The two gods stared at him silently, but did not speak. The power around them still showed no sign of weakening, but the pressure of looking down on them stopped.

"I almost got deceived by you and always immersed in this world. This world is very real, but unfortunately it is not my conscious world," Ron said.

"Ron, how did you see it?" The sound of the projection of the two gods suddenly changed, turning into Kakata's voice. In addition to being cold, this voice was also full of surprise.

"Although you are not a holy level, you can almost be invincible when using this method to deal with those under the holy level, or those in the early stage of the holy level who have not created the world. I just happened to see this scene, so I will disappoint you," said Ron.

"Is it happening? How many people can have this chance?" Kakata's voice suddenly became much more ethereal.

Ron's eyes flashed before him and returned to the real world again.

Keanu's spear was faithfully erected in front of him, blocking the two mechanical arms. Zhuo Dong in the distance and Kakata in front of him were so real, the Holy Grail and the Half Plane, everything was back to his control all at once.

"This is a fantasy world. Since you can see through it, there is no need to fight. If you can see through this world, besides the master and Balzeb, you are the third one. Duke, I may understand some of the praises people have given you," Kakata said, and the indifference in his voice became weak, as if this was respect for Ron.

"There are two projections of gods in your arms, but their abilities seem to be just creating the world, but they are not well-known for the rules. It is difficult to truly defeat me in this world without understanding my own rules, so they keep persuading me to give up. As long as I give up, you will truly affect your consciousness and then my actions," Ron said.

"I didn't lie. This is indeed the arm of the gods, one is the God of Fire and the other is the God of Ice. But these two gods have fallen for too long, so their remaining projection strength is not very strong. But this is not my entire strength. If you want to take Zhuo Dong away, I don't mind showing more things," Kakata said.

"I said it a long time ago, it's not a great honor," Ron said lightly, and a sense of confidence suddenly appeared on his body.

This confidence came suddenly, but it was natural. The method of the pirate king Grispan condensed countless mysteries in his qi sea. Those mysteries all came from the Holy Grail, the magical artifact he had always relied on. He was not very familiar with the power of the rules in his qi sea, nor did he know how much improvement these rules could bring to him.

However, after several major battles, defeating several powerful Saint-level enemies in succession, Ron finally got to know himself. The battle in that world just now gave him a rare experience, giving Ron the confidence to fight against the powerful enemies. This confidence can only be obtained from fierce battles, and no verbal motivation in the world will achieve this effect.

"I don't know if I have an uncle like you, or if I should be grateful for Zhuo Dong or a headache for him," Kakata sighed, and a curved tail stretched out from the wide red robe. The tail was obviously the same material as the two-day arm, and it must be something from the gods again.

"Okay, it's time to stop," a voice suddenly sighed.
Chapter completed!