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

[Beep, the system prompts that the repairman is trying to change the composition and rules of the Dusk Temple. It is estimated that the gate of the Dusk Temple will be temporarily closed in three days. 】

[Beep, the system prompts *** tried to stop the repairman from modifying the Twilight Temple, but failed due to interference. ]

Ron's expression became increasingly gloomy.

He looked around and saw that the Dusk Temple he saw so far had not changed much yet.

However, from this reminder of Elsa, we can at least know one thing, that is, the repairman may not be able to directly control the intelligent life in the Twilight Continent, but he has the ability to change or even manipulate matter without life and soul to a certain extent.

For example, modify the composition and basic rules of the Dusk Temple.

Once the structure and even the rules of the Twilight Temple change, the effect of his experience in the game will be greatly reduced.

And Ron's thinking is not that simple... Why did the repairman suddenly want to modify the Twilight Temple?

As for the reason, it is probably related to the fact that a large number of gods suddenly cast their gaze on the Dusk Continent.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the repairman, the existences noticed by the gods are all violators of fate, and they are all bugs that must be eliminated.

Ron's eyes suddenly widened. The repairman wanted to use the modified Twilight Temple to eradicate all existences that were noticed by the gods. After the modifications were completed, the Twilight Temple would become a real slaughterhouse.

It can be predicted that in the near future, this place will be filled with blood, mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

Gudong!

Ron swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked into the distance, as if he had already seen the scene of a river of blood.

This is an unplanned change. All his original arrangements have been disrupted. The worst thing is that now the Twilight Temple has been temporarily closed. In other words, it is no longer possible to leave the Twilight Temple. This royal city has been It turned into the most terrifying prison.

At this moment, Lydia, Charlene, Ifrit, and even Agnes, who sensed something was wrong, all looked at Ron with confused eyes, as if asking Ron what was going on.

He lowered his eyes, took a long breath, calmed down, and then slowly said: "Accept those powers, and then try to live. This place has changed."

Ifrit, being watched by the Dragon God.

Agnes is watched by the god of plague and disaster.

Lydia is being watched by the God of the Dead.

Sharin is watched by the God of Shadows.

Only myself, the leader of this team, is not favored by any god?

Isn't this a bit embarrassing, or is it that these so-called gods have really poor vision? Could it be that they can't tell who is better?

Ron is very good at adjusting his mentality. Since something has happened and he can't leave from here, he should face it calmly, but he wants to see what the future will be like.

Only the fact that no god was paying attention to him made Ron feel very unhappy. But it doesn't matter... Ron patted Lucia's calf, but there was Lucia beside him, and this was the Moon Goddess.

He gave a bottle of hero-level star-upgrading potion to each of Lydia and Charlene, allowing them to slightly improve their realm while digesting the power brought by being watched by the gods.

As for the three bottles of panic-level star-upgrading potions, only Ron is useful. After all, among the entire team, only Ron's strength is below the hero level. Originally, Ron was planning to sneak into the Dusk Clan's Imperial Tomb after taking down the source of the plague to see if he could get the forbidden curse.

But now, Ron has changed his mind.

On the one hand, because the location of the Imperial Tomb is too far away, with the current area of ​​the Dusk Temple and the number of Dusk Guards, it will take a lot of time to get to the Imperial Tomb.

On the other hand, after using sub-forbidden spell level magic to summon the three-headed hell dog, Ron could experience firsthand how exaggerated the consumption of magic power by this kind of magic was. Even if he got the forbidden spell, he would not be able to use it. Of course, It can be used to strengthen Agnes's combat power, but a being like Agnes should not be short of forbidden spells. Moreover, Agnes has also obtained the disease magic. Just by thoroughly understanding the research notes of the source of the plague, It takes a long time.

The most important reason is the intervention of the repairman. Ron doesn't know what the repairman will transform the Twilight Temple into and what rules it will follow. He can see that in the near future, the Twilight Temple will undergo earth-shaking changes. There will also be countless dangers. This kind of tranquility will not last long. Instead of wasting time on cleaning up the Twilight Guards, it is better to strengthen one's own strength first. No matter what, the actual improvement of oneself is the real ability. The capital to keep yourself alive.

Several girls could feel the seriousness of the matter through Ron's solemn face.

They have always believed that Ron can see the future, but in this world, there are also beings who can change the future... Perhaps, in Ron's eyes, the ending of the changed future is not so wonderful.

Everyone felt the pressure and closed their eyes, or sat cross-legged on the ground, or quickly flipped through the pages of a book to digest the power they had just gained.

Ron didn't waste time. He drank a bottle of star-raising potion, then quickly entered a meditative state and began to digest the energy in the potion.

After using all three bottles of magic potion, a diamond-shaped crystal appeared in Ron's palm.

It was a golden dragon crystal.

The golden dragon is the most powerful individual in the entire dragon clan.

It possesses powerful magical abilities that are not inferior to those of a silver dragon, and also possesses physical destructive power that is not inferior to that of a black dragon.

The main reason why he failed to become the Dragon King was that the number of golden dragons was too subtle, and they were almost extinct. After searching the Dragon Valley, Ron only found a total of three golden dragon crystals.

Ron wants to absorb dragon crystal.

The energy in dragon crystal can bring an exaggerated increase in strength to all users.

However, the powerful and corrosive energy contained in the dragon crystal can also pollute the user's soul and distort his consciousness.

If you are not careful, you will go crazy. At the same time, because the energy contained in the dragon crystal is too abundant, if you are a little careless, human flesh and blood will be torn apart by the raging energy in the dragon crystal.

Ron has a certain degree of confidence in his mental strength. He has faced existences more terrifying than the golden dragon.

Moreover, in order to deal with future crises, he had to take risks.

Taking a deep breath, Ron entered a state of meditation, and his spiritual consciousness gradually penetrated the dragon crystal in his palm.

hold head high!

As soon as his spiritual consciousness came into contact with the energy in the dragon crystal, a dragon roar filled with brutality, anger, and resentment echoed in Ron's ears, mind, and even in his spiritual space.

A turbulent wave arose in the spiritual space, like a raging storm, rolling up violent energy that seemed to want to tear the spiritual space into pieces.

Almost at the same time, surging energy flowed into Ron's body through the palm of his right hand like a tsunami.

Crack!

Although Ron's physical strength has been extremely exaggerated, at this moment, he is still completely unable to compete with the terrifying energy in the dragon crystal. The skin and muscles on his arms exploded instantly, turning into clouds of blood mist, surrounding his side. .

Almost at the same time, Ostara's heart was beating violently inside Ron's chest.

With every beat, a circle of silver-white light could be seen centered on Ron's heart and quickly spread throughout his body.

On the arm, the shattered flesh and blood healed in the next moment.

Just on the surface of the smooth skin, golden scales even gradually grew!

Here comes the third chapter, there will be more later.

Chapter 193 The Goddess’s Favor (4)

The scales, gleaming with golden light, covered Ron's entire arm.

As if forged from pure gold.

Each scale is engraved with countless dense lines, forming strange and incomprehensible patterns.

Mysterious, powerful, indestructible...and then, the next moment, destroyed.

More and more surging energy surged in Ron's body, and the newly grown scales, like the flesh and blood on Ron's body, exploded, like fine dust, flying in all directions.

This time, Ron was not watched by any god, but he was always favored by the Goddess of Dawn.

boom!

Ostara's heart beat violently again.

A circle of soft white light once again surrounded Ron.

Like some kind of terrible, never-ending reincarnation, Ron's body kept reincarnating and reincarnating amidst the destruction of dragon crystal energy and the healing of Ostara's heart.

And every alternation of destruction and rebirth makes Ron's body become stronger and tougher!

This is a cruel and bloody process.

However, from beginning to end, Ron never screamed at all.

His body didn't even falter in the slightest.

His lips were just slightly opened, exhaling hot air, and there was a faint sound of storm and thunder.

The breath on Ron's body became chaotic and violent, and Lucia even felt that she could no longer sleep while sitting on Ron's shoulder. The little girl puffed up her cheeks, climbed down from Ron's body, found a corner, tilted her head and fell asleep immediately.

Lucia was extremely lethargic and was not getting better at all.

Elsa, on the other hand, was still floating above Ron's body. After Lucia left, the position on Ron's shoulders was finally free. Elsa happily sat on it, with a pair of white and tender calves as usual. , shaking gently on Ron's chest.

One black and one white, the two eyes stared at the man beneath them from time to time.

The expression on his face gradually became complicated. Although he couldn't really touch her, the slender fingers of a small hand were gently stroking Ron's cheek.

Ron didn't even notice that his system's daily actions and the expressions on his face were getting richer and richer.

Right next to Ron is the dragon girl Ifrit.

A little different from Ron, Ifrit's injuries had not recovered, and his strength had not increased at all. But right in front of Ifrit, on the huge dragon pillar, the pattern outlined by the dragon tendons seemed to come alive and was circling around the dragon pillar.

And a dragon tendon was wrapped around Ifrit's wrist.

Every time the dragon hovers, you can see a stream of bright red blood being drawn from Ifrit's body and injected into the Coiling Dragon Pillar.

Ifrit's face became paler and paler, but the dragon girl endured and supported herself from beginning to end, standing straight without any shaking.

Opposite Ron was Lydia. The aura on Lydia's body did not seem to have changed significantly. She was just quietly digesting the effects of the potion. At the same time, she continued to create bone dragons, but... The speed of the bone dragon is obviously much faster than before.

Next to Lidya is Charlene. Charlene's situation is even more bizarre. Her body seems to have turned into several, shadowy and indistinct, making it difficult to tell the real thing from the fake one.

On the other side of Ron was Princess Agnes.

Compared to the others, Agnes' movements were obviously calmer. Her slender fingers were just nimbly turning the pages of the notebook in her hand.

She flipped through the pages quickly.

It seemed that with just one glance, the content on the page would be completely imprinted in Agnes's mind, and she would never forget it.

When the last page was turned, the notes left by the source of the plague turned into crumbs with a snap.

Agnes, at the same time, also entered meditation.

……

Below the Dusk Temple, in the Dragon Valley.

No one left.

It's even becoming more and more crowded.

Almost every day, people enter Dragon Valley, full of hope and expectations, and then become disappointed and angry. Now, there are probably not more than one or two thousand people gathered in Dragon Valley.

The latecomers also visited every corner of Dragon Valley without giving up, and then returned empty-handed.

"Damn it, who is that guy? There are so many dragon remains, but not a single one is left..." One person cursed.

"Is there no way to find him?"

"If I could find it, I would have found it long ago. Is it still your turn to come here?"

In the crowd, rustling voices kept coming.

I don’t know how many times similar conversations have happened in the past few days, but every time they ended without any success, without any gain.

"By the way, how about using tracking magic?" A person suddenly said suddenly.

"Use your brains. If tracking magic was useful, we would have used it long ago. How could we just sit here and wait? But even if it's tracking magic, we need something to track it. A strand of hair, a piece of clothing? Where can we find it now?"

In this huge Dragon Valley, it is extremely difficult to find a hair. It is not much better than finding a needle in a haystack.

Even if one is found, there are one or two thousand people in Dragon Valley, who knows who it fell from.

Before, the middle-aged man who suggested using tracking magic quickly spoke again: "No, no, no, of course I understand. I mean, didn't that guy leave writing on this stone? When writing, he always has to It left some traces, can you confirm the location of that person through these words?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd became extremely silent in an instant.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the middle-aged magician almost at the same time.

The movement immediately startled the middle-aged magician. His neck suddenly shrank and his face turned pale. He was worried that he had said the wrong thing.

"Good boy, I have yours..." At this moment, Bridges, the gravedigger next to him, suddenly reached out and patted the middle-aged magician on the shoulder. The movement was not very strong, but it almost hit the middle-aged magician. I was so frightened that I fell down, thinking that this legendary old man was going to attack me.

"What's your name?" Bridges asked.

"A...Abel." The middle-aged magician said tremblingly. He was obviously a very powerful magician. He was at the level of a hero. He was not invincible, but he was definitely one of the few opponents. But When facing a legendary master, all pride disappeared.

"Very good, what you just said is very useful." Bridges stroked his goatee and said, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten about it. I'll give you credit for your contribution. If we can really get the treasure, you will definitely get a share no matter what."

After a pause, Bridges looked around: "Everyone, do you have any objections?"

"Of course I have no objection." The fox girl Bai Yuan responded with a sweet smile.