As a Villain, I Really Can't Become Stronger Anymore

Chapter 553: The God of Wilderness, Falls! (Six Thousand)

The God of Wilderness, Nabelaer, can be said to be the most unique among all the gods.

She has no pride of being a god. She is enthusiastic, lively and free-spirited.

Nabelaer does not want to become a plaything in the hands of the administrator, nor does she want the billions of creatures on the Dusk Continent to become pets that can be manipulated at will. She wants freedom, and she is willing to fight for freedom.

In Nabelaer's eyes, the creatures on the Dusk Continent, although weak, are so cute.

When the orcs in the north built a palace for her and worshipped her as a god who could protect them, Nabelaer had already regarded these orcs as her own children. So when the evil spirits were ravaging the Dusk Continent, Nabelaer knew that her body was no longer suitable for fighting, and knew that if she did nothing and took good care of herself, she might still have a chance to survive, but once she fought with the evil spirits, her chance of survival would be completely cut off.

But, even if she knew this, what could she do?

Nabelar couldn't bear to watch the orcs die one after another under the rampage of the evil spirit.

So she took action, using her own life to exchange for thousands of years of peace for the orcs.

Even after that, the orcs' belief in the God of Desolation gradually faded, and even the Temple of the God of Desolation had become dilapidated and even buried by the wind and snow, but Nabelar had no dissatisfaction or regret.

She thought it was good.

After all, although she hadn't died yet, she really didn't have the power to continue to protect the orcs. If the orcs could change their beliefs and obtain the protection of other gods, it would be a good choice.

She used her remaining strength to restore her body. She knew that she would gradually die in exhaustion. This might be a very long process, but at least, Nabelar hoped that she could still maintain a decent appearance when she died.

Since suppressing Cassio, Nabelar began to look for inheritance on the Dusk Continent, trying to pass on her own power, thoughts and will.

She wanted to choose a creature with excellent character and talent to inherit her power.

If there is only character but no talent, then the inheritance is equivalent to no inheritance.

If there is only talent but poor character, then the so-called inheritance is nothing but adding trouble to the Dusk Continent.

Thousands of years ago, she met a good seedling. That person had excellent talent and good character. Except for his almost paranoid love for nuns, there were no other problems.

Nabelaer wanted to pass all her skills to this person, but she didn't expect that this person's talent was too exaggerated. Before Nabelaer even thought of how to contact this person, she found that this person's strength was not inferior to hers.

She didn't expect that this person would actually practice to the extent that he could compete with the repairman in the end, and even dug out one of the repairman's eyes, which was more exaggerated than when she broke the bridge of an administrator's nose. It was a pity that such a good seedling could only die in the hands of the repairman in the end.

Perhaps because she had seen such an excellent existence, Nabelar's vision became higher. After that, although Nabelar also inspected many places, she still did not meet a suitable inheritor. Either this place was not good or that place was not good.

So that the inheritance of this power almost became a heartache for Nabelar. If she could not find a suitable inheritor, even if she died, Nabelar would not rest in peace.

This situation made Nabelar anxious. She knew that she did not have much time to delay. In a few decades, she might fall completely.

Fortunately, her luck was not bad.

She finally chose two pretty good inheritors, Bai Lan and Bai Yuan.

These two sisters were as beautiful as flowers, and their appearance and figure were not inferior to hers. Although their talents were not as good as the monster in the past, they were also among the best in the orcs.

The most important thing is that one of the two sisters is compassionate and wants to save the orcs from disaster, while the other has a clear mind. Only one of them may not be able to fully inherit her power, but if both of them inherit a part, they should be able to bear it, right?

Huh...

Ron let out a long breath.

The memory fragments in front of him flickered quickly and gradually dissipated.

The expression on his face was a little complicated. After flipping through Nabela's memory at a very fast speed, Ron knew in his heart that Nabela had no evil thoughts towards Bai Lan.

Presumably, now in the tent of the fox girl clan, Bai Yuan should also be experiencing the same experience as her sister.

Being chosen by Nabela is an opportunity for Bai Lan and Bai Yuan.

Perhaps, after successfully obtaining the inheritance of the God of Wilderness, the orcs will have two more real masters.

It can even be said that Ron has some different feelings for the God of Wilderness Nabela.

It is respect, admiration, and admiration, but there is no pity. The feeling of pity on Nabelar is disrespectful to the God of the Wilderness.

This is a real god, a god that is truly worthy of praise and worship by thousands of people. Compared with Nabelar, those so-called administrators are simply a bunch of garbage.

Since her self-consciousness awakened, Nabelar has been fighting for freedom and fighting to protect her believers. Even if her believers have become indifferent to her faith, she has never developed any bad feelings because of this. She still protects her people.

Although she failed to witness the final victory, she was definitely a great warrior.

Even though she was about to fall, she was still thinking about her believers.

Ron didn't say anything more, but bowed respectfully to Nabelar. This god deserved his courtesy.

I don't know if it was Ron's illusion, but when he looked up again, he found that there was a faint smile on Nabelar's face.

It was a clear and bright smile.

It was a smile that was relaxed after putting down the burden, but full of hope.

Nabelar was already very beautiful, and with such a bright smile, she looked even more beautiful. Just looking at Nabelar's current appearance, Ron could imagine how graceful the God of Wilderness was when he fought with the administrator.

Click!

The crisp sound drilled into Ron's ears.

The sound was very light, but Ron's body even trembled slightly.

His face turned gloomy, and he knew that the final moment had finally come.

On the small and delicate face of the wild god Nabelaer, cracks gradually appeared.

Crack, crack, crack...

The sound became more and more frequent.

Nabelaer's body seemed to have turned into a porcelain that had been hit hard, and dense cracks had spread all over her body in a short time.

This goddess who had fought for a lifetime, after finally finding a suitable inheritance, could no longer hold on. Both her body and soul had reached their limits.

Woo... Woo... Woo!

It seemed that there was a howling wind.

It seemed that countless huge and terrifying beings were roaring, howling, and crying.

The entire cemetery of the gods fell into an unprecedented restlessness. Ron could clearly feel the raging impact in the air and the violent tremors of the ground under his feet. The gods who were motionless in their sleep all raised their huge heads and let out sharp roars at the dark night sky.

Crash.

The sky was already covered with dark clouds.

Bean-sized raindrops fell.

The raindrops slid through the air, leaving scarlet threads. It was the gods bidding farewell to their comrades and crying for their partners who had fought side by side.

The thick sadness enveloped the entire Cemetery of the Gods.

Under the strong wind, Nabelar's body gradually turned into fine dust and disappeared with the wind.

Ron also sighed slightly, and then he felt his consciousness was a little blurred. The Cemetery of the Gods in front of him also rippled like water waves. Ron knew that he was about to leave here.

He was dazed for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the ice layer.

Perhaps, he had never left here, but his consciousness temporarily went to the Cemetery of the Gods to witness the fall of the God of Wilderness Nabelar.

He exhaled, his face was a little complicated.

Philomena and Niafu looked at Ron with a curious look. Obviously, Ron was in front of them from beginning to end, but they didn't know what happened to Ron. They only saw that Ron seemed to have lost his soul and was motionless.

Fortunately, this was not the first time this happened. Although the two women were worried, they were not too panicked.

"What happened again?" Philomena asked carefully. She could see that Ron was not in a good mood now.

Ron shook his head: "The God of Wilderness... has fallen."

Hiss.

Niafu and Philomena took a breath at the same time.

The expressions on their faces could only be described as incredible.

Who can tell them what happened? The master was just stunned for a few seconds, how could the God of Wilderness fall?

Is the rank of their own master so high now?

Ron did not explain anything, but just looked at Bai Lan again. Bai Lan's condition was gradually recovering. Although she had not woken up yet, her breathing and heartbeat had gradually returned to a uniform state, and her aura had become completely different from before.

This was a special inheritance.

The God of Wilderness Nabelaer had no energy left, and it was already her limit to successfully complete the inheritance. Naturally, there was no extra energy left for Bai Lan and Bai Yuan.

That was why Bai Lan's realm did not improve.

What Nabelaer really passed down might be the law she mastered.

At this moment, although Bai Lan had not yet awakened and her realm had not improved, the orc queen now gave people a completely different feeling. Compared with the past, Bai Lan's aura was more stable, and the energy in her body was no longer pure magic, but a mixture of magic and divine power.

For an ordinary practitioner, it is not an easy task to digest the power of a law. Looking at this appearance, Bai Lan should not wake up so soon.

"Philomena, could you please go to the fox girl's camp and bring Irelia here?" Ron gave the task to Philomena.

Philomena nodded and agreed. She knew it was the best choice. The evil spirit was about to be resurrected. Although the situation was a little strange this time, the speed of the evil spirit's resurrection seemed to be much slower, but it was still an evil spirit anyway.

Bai Lan's current state is not suitable for moving around casually. Someone must be left behind to take care of Bai Lan to prevent the impact of the evil spirit from causing harm to Bai Lan. However, she does not have the strength of Niafu to fight the evil spirit alone, nor does she have the ability of Ron to cause the final blow to the evil spirit. It is normal for her to be the one to move people.

Although it is understandable, Philomena's mood is really not very good. After all, she is a strong man at the peak of the destruction realm. She usually does her own thing and only orders others. When has she ever been ordered by others like this?

I always feel that since I met Ron, my powerful strength seems to have become cheaper and cheaper.

This feeling is really bad.

It seems that after this matter is over, I must find a way to improve my strength, otherwise I will lose my place in this team sooner or later. While muttering in my heart, Philomena flew towards the camp of the fox girl clan.

Ron and Niafu were on the left and right, guarding Bai Lan.

At the place where the evil spirit died, there were slightly more cracks on the ice surface than before. Ron's face looked very strange: "Ni Yafu, you said you killed this evil spirit several times before, right?"

Ni Yafu nodded in confusion: "Yes, at least seven times."

"Does the evil spirit revive so slowly every time?"

Ron really couldn't figure it out. After counting, half a day has passed, but the evil spirit still has only a little sign of revival. It's unknown how long it will take to fully revive.

He wants to completely eliminate this evil spirit, but this doesn't mean that Ron wants to waste so much time on this evil spirit.

Ni Yafu shook her head in confusion: "No, the evil spirit was killed by me again and again before, and the time it takes to revive will never exceed a quarter of an hour. Moreover, the more times I kill it, the shorter the time it takes to revive."

Ron stretched out his hand to hold his chin, and couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart.

Could it be that, although his previous Zuwen killing sword formation did not completely kill the evil spirit, it also damaged the evil spirit's foundation, making it more difficult for the evil spirit to revive?

In this way, even if he did not inherit all the power of the goddess of dawn, the effect was still quite good. It was a bit boring to keep guarding here, so Ron simply stood up and returned to the place where the evil spirit was wiped out.

Through the ice, Ron could already see through the ice layer that there was a layer of thick black underneath.

The black mass was like ink, flowing slowly under the ice layer. If you look closely, you can even notice that the ink has deviated from the original place where the evil spirit died.

If the original location of the evil spirit's death is taken as the center, then the location of this mass of ink is at least hundreds of meters away from the center, and this distance is still slowly but unstoppably increasing!

This weird picture made Ron's heart jump suddenly, and an incredible weird thought actually emerged in his heart.

Could it be... Could it be that this evil spirit has actually been resurrected a long time ago?

After carefully sensing it, Ron's brows furrowed even tighter. He did sense the breath of the evil spirit. The evil spirit had really been resurrected, but the pressure released by the evil spirit was completely incomparable to the previous time, not even half of it.

Could it be that this time the evil spirit was resurrected, not only did its strength not increase, but it even seriously decreased?

Could it be that the magic power ancestral sword formation inherited by Ostara before, although it did not completely wipe out the evil spirit, it also caused serious damage to the origin of the evil spirit, so it appeared that its strength was greatly reduced after resurrection!

And now, the appearance of this evil spirit clearly showed that it wanted to escape.

Could it be that this evil spirit could sense that it would not get any benefit from him, so it wanted to escape?

What kind of evil spirit is this? How can an evil spirit have such clear reason?

For a moment, Ron couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Of course, no matter what, there is one thing that is beyond doubt, that is, this evil spirit must not be allowed to run away.

Now that they have already met, they must do whatever it takes to completely wipe out this evil spirit. They must not give it a chance to make a comeback. Otherwise, if they really let this evil spirit escape and find a place to lurk for decades or hundreds of years, when it appears again, it will definitely become a disaster for the Dusk Continent.

Thinking of this in his mind, Ron no longer hesitated, and his body instantly showed a half-dragon state, and even the artifact Dragon God's Eye was already in his hand.

Hercules's protection was directly opened, and in an instant Ron's nails turned into a giant with a height of 100 meters.

The Dragon God's Eye carved from dragon teeth in his hand changed accordingly, and directly turned into a huge stone pillar dozens of meters long, and the dragon eye on the top of the stone pillar was shining.

The movement here also attracted Niafu's attention. Niafu didn't know why Ron suddenly did this, but she reacted quickly. She stretched out her hand and a black shield instantly formed in front of her.

The three shields spliced ​​into a triangle, guarding Bai Lan firmly in the middle.

Just when Niafu had done all this, the Eye of the Dragon God in Ron's hand also fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The current Dragon God Eye has a diameter of seven or eight meters and a length of fifty or sixty meters. Even the giant stone pillar with a dragon pattern seen in the Dragon King Palace is no more than this. When the Dragon God Eye fell, the air around it was pushed away, making a humming sound that made people shudder.

The next moment, with a bang, the Dragon God Eye hit the ice layer in front of it.

Large pieces of ice flew in all directions in an instant.

The hard ice was like a piece of tofu in front of the Dragon God Eye and Ron's brute force. A huge pit was smashed directly on the ice layer, and there were cracks, which spread rapidly around the place where the Dragon God Eye fell, and in the blink of an eye, a huge spider web was woven in a large area.

Just below the ice, the evil spirits were originally planning to escape quietly, so they had been very cautious, fearing that they would make too much noise and attract the attention of Ron and Niafu. Otherwise, with the strength of the evil spirits, even if their origin was greatly damaged, they could escape thousands of meters in a blink of an eye. It would never be like now, where they dragged their feet for a long time before barely escaping a distance of several hundred meters.

But this fierce impact instantly made the evil spirit understand that the movement on their side had been noticed by the enemy.

Poor evil spirit, just resurrected, was immediately frightened to the point of almost losing its soul. A large mass of thick black shook violently, and the next moment the body rushed forward, and the speed was dozens or hundreds of times higher than before.

In an instant, the evil spirit's body had already rushed out for hundreds of meters.

Dang.

At this moment, the melodious bell sounded at the same time, and the speed of the evil spirit fleeing in the distance suddenly stopped.

As if it was trapped in a muddy swamp, the evil spirit's every move became extremely slow. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ron leaped up and instantly flew into the air. All the strength in his body was gathered on his right arm. The blood vessels on the surface of the entire arm were almost about to break the dragon scales on the surface.

The energy gathered on the Dragon God's Eye even more frantically. For a moment, the surface of the Dragon God's Eye was flashing with shiny silver light.

The energy was gathered in a short time. The next second, Ron's arm suddenly exerted force. With a whoosh, the Dragon God's Eye, with a dazzling silver light, fell down at an unimaginable speed like a meteor tearing through the sky.

Boom!

Another violent roar.

Just when the handle of the Dragon God's Eye just touched the ice layer, a violent impact instantly spread out to the surroundings, and the thick black ice was blown away and shattered layer by layer.

In an instant, the fine crystal covered the sky.

When the ice crystal fell, it was discovered that the place where the Dragon God's Eye fell had turned into a funnel-shaped deep pit, and the Dragon God's Eye was firmly rooted in the deepest part.

The deepest part was at least 150 meters deep, and the diameter of this deep pit was at least 300 to 500 meters.

Where the Dragon God's Eye was rooted, there was a thick black fog.

The Dragon God's Eye just passed through the center of the fog, nailing the fog to the black ice. No matter how violently the fog struggled, it could not escape in a short time.

Looking at this appearance, the evil spirit obviously knew that its body was too eye-catching, so it escaped in this form, but it didn't expect that even if it had turned into a ball of fog, it would still be discovered by Ron.

Ron's body was suspended in the air, watching the evil spirit struggling pitifully below, without any mercy on his face. He smiled lightly, and Ron suddenly crossed his two fingers: "Explode!"

Boom!

As soon as Ron's voice fell, a violent roar followed.

Large patches of dazzling white light, as if risking their lives, gushed out from the Dragon God's Eye!

Chapter 1 is here

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