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

Not counting this, Zhou Yang was still in the Twilight Clan and found several young men with excellent talents to take with him. Together with the previous four slave races, they formed a total of eight personal guards. Zhou Yang clearly recorded in his diary that under his careful training, the strength of these eight people, even four slave species, had already broken through the limitations and reached the mythical level, that is, demigods.

Even among the huge Dusk Clan, there are only a few who can compare with these eight people.

As for Zhou Yang himself, he broke through the mythical realm early and reached a completely new realm.

The realm of God!

Like Archibald, this is another powerful being who can stand up to the gods.

Ron suddenly felt a little distressed, even aggrieved.

Look at Archibald, and then look at Zhou Yang, the original time traveler.

They may not have a system, but they have powerful bloodlines, and their strength grows very fast, much more exaggerated than that of a younger generation like me who uses cheats.

One by one, they all stepped directly into the realm of God.

Now, he is still in the heroic realm, and in comparison, he is completely embarrassed.

But even Archibald and Zhou Yang, who had already entered the realm of gods, were still bound to die in the end. At least, they were already dead on the surface.

What about him?

What will happen to him?

Regarding the future, Ron suddenly felt a little more melancholy!

The first chapter is presented.

Chapter 211 The Shackles of Fate (2)

Ron's mood was a little depressed. He put down the diary for the time being, turned around and walked out of the room to get some air. In the next room, Bai Yuan was still absorbing the power of the Angel's Heart. This was a very long process. At first glance, his breathing was stable and... no problem.

This is normal. The energy in the Angel's Heart is kind and gentle, not as violent as the Dragon Crystal. As long as you don't take advantage of it, there's basically no problem.

He moved to the window and looked into the distance.

Even from a great distance, Ron could still see the rolling clouds and hear the violent roar. There was no doubt that a fierce battle was taking place in the distance. Countless masters who had entered the Twilight Temple were trying their best to search for the treasures in the Twilight Temple.

Ron did not join the ranks of those searching for treasure. In Ron's opinion, the treasure he got now might not be his. Improving his strength was the most important thing. As the saying goes, if my neighbor has food, I have guns. My neighbor is my granary.

When Bai Yuan becomes stronger and connects with Agnes, Lydia, Sharlene, Lucia and Ifrit, he will be a bully capable of walking sideways in the Temple of Dusk. He will rob anyone he doesn't like.

Ron felt guilty for the bad thoughts that emerged in his mind for three seconds. He looked at the huge Twilight Temple again, with a little more sadness in his eyes. Lydia and Charlene, because of the high-level contract documents, Ron Although we don’t know where they are, at least their lives are safe for now.

Ifrit is very powerful and has the Coiling Dragon Pillar, so he should be fine.

Agnes is stronger than Bai Yuan, so there is no need to worry.

Only Lucia made Ron feel uneasy after all. Although Lucia was supposed to be the goddess of the moon, in Ron's heart she was just a sleepy girl.

However, it is extremely difficult to find someone in this huge Twilight Temple. Whether you can meet Lucia ultimately depends on luck.

After exhaling, Ron recovered his thoughts and returned to the study, ready to see what the original time traveler experienced next.

But just when Ron was about to turn the next page, he suddenly stopped what he was doing and frowned tightly.

An idea that had never occurred to him suddenly appeared in Ron's mind.

Realm of gods, powerful demigods, masters of destruction...

Zhou Yang can step into the realm of gods.

This is normal. He is a member of the Dusk Clan and has royal blood. This blood alone makes Zhou Yang ahead of almost all existences in the world. What's more, Zhou Yang is still a time traveler, and he is shamelessly cheating. It is a sure thing that he can step into the realm of gods.

It is normal for Archibald to step into the realm of God. After all, this guy has enough knowledge.

Becoming a god is so difficult.

In the Dusk Continent for tens of thousands of years, only these two people could become gods, and Ron could understand it completely.

But there should always be something for a mythical demigod, right?

At least, eight thousand years ago, there should be no shortage of mythical masters in the Dusk Continent. Zhou Yang alone had eight beside him, and there should be many more among the huge Dusk Clan. But why eight thousand years later, the mythical masters seemed to suddenly disappear from the Twilight Continent. Except for the sage Partridge, no one seemed to be able to step into the realm of demigods.

And Partridge even accepted the inheritance of the blasphemer Archibald, was chosen by fate, and became an important chess piece to mend the loopholes in fate. He can possess the power of a demigod, but no one can say for sure. Relying on your own efforts is still a gift from fate.

Not to mention demigods, even destruction-level existences seem to have disappeared from this world.

No, to be precise, it should be that except for the dragon race, the destruction-level masters have disappeared from other races. At least, Ron has never heard of the title of any destruction-level master.

Not only in the real world, but also in the game among the humans, elves, dwarves, and orcs, there seems to be no trace of legendary powerhouses at all.

The only two are still the biggest villains, the descendants of the dragon clan, Ifrit and Mansfield.

Perhaps, there will be some in the Andre family, but this family is too mysterious and rarely appears in public.

This is quite unreasonable.

Eight thousand years ago, mythical beings could be born among humans, elves, and orcs. Eight thousand years later, not even a destructive master can appear?

What exactly went wrong?

The war eight thousand years ago was like a node that divided the entire Dusk Continent into two parts, the front and the back. Some of the rules of this world seemed to have changed at this node.

It was as if, after destroying the Twilight Dynasty eight thousand years ago, a certain existence put some kind of shackles on the world. These shackles limited the upper limit of the strength of every creature on the Twilight Continent.

Because the dragon clan is the ruler of the Twilight Continent, the upper limit of the shackles is relatively high, and there are still some powerful dragons with destructive strength.

As for humans, elves, orcs, and dwarves, as the ruled, their shackles are tighter and their restrictions are greater. The legendary nine-star is the pinnacle.

No matter how talented and beautiful a person is, no matter what kind of fate he has, as long as he cannot break the shackles on his body, he will never be able to break through that natural chasm?

The weather in the temple at dusk has always been calm.

There were thick golden clouds above our heads, blocking out the sky and the sun. Although it was a little strange, I got used to it after seeing it too much.

But just as that thought emerged in Ron's mind, the thick clouds suddenly rolled violently, and the dazzling golden light disappeared, replaced by layers of dense darkness, and the whole world seemed to be submerged in the darkness. of darkness.

Dark clouds collided in mid-air.

Boom... click.

A huge tree-shaped lightning tore through the dark curtain, illuminating a number of pale faces.

Boom... click!

Thunder bursts seemed to last forever, and the huge dusk temple began to tremble amidst the thunder.

Countless trial-takers who were trying to search for treasure in the room walked out of the room. Those who were fighting stopped their actions and looked blankly at the sky above their heads, at the rolling thick clouds, and at the thunderbolts tearing through the sky. Anyone could feel the earth-shaking power contained in the lightning.

That is by no means comparable to the thunder and lightning in normal thunderstorms.

That lightning seemed to be able to destroy everything.

Click!

Another bolt of lightning fell from the sky.

A powerful warrior who had just entered the legendary realm had no time to dodge and was directly hit by the lightning. His body and soul disappeared in an instant.

The power of heaven and earth!

No one knew why such a change occurred. The figures could only tremble under the overwhelming anger. Even the strongest among the trialists could only feel the terrifying feeling that made their hair stand on end. fear.

library.

window.

Ron's face gradually darkened.

His eyes were also fixed on the sky above his head.

It's just that compared to others, Ron can see obviously more things. Between the heaven and the earth, countless chains are densely crisscrossed. Just looking at it makes one's scalp numb, just like the soul crossing. The threads in the sky are as dense as the ones in the sky.

They are either scarlet, silver, or pitch black...

Each chain is wrapped around a figure. In the room behind him, Bai Yuan, who is still absorbing the Angel's Heart, has one, and even Ron himself has one.

The chain wrapped around his neck was bone-chilling, as if it could take off his head at any time.

The shackles of fate!

Is this the shackles of fate?

[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for successfully peeking into the shackles of fate. 】

Chapter 2 presented

Chapter 212 Destined to Die (3)

Elsa's sudden reminder sounded in her ears.

There was no reward, but it confirmed Ron's suspicion.

Ron's right hand stretched out to the chain wrapped around his neck, and his fingers passed through the chain silently. With his current strength, he was not even qualified to touch the shackles of fate, let alone break free of the chain. This was really a A depressing discovery.

The changes in the celestial phenomena lasted for half an hour.

The thunderstorms gradually became sparse, the dark clouds overhead gradually dispersed, and the golden light enveloped the city again, but the fear caused by the previous changes in the sky was imprinted on everyone's heart.

Staring at the sky, Ron's mouth corners curled up slightly in a mocking arc.

After what happened eight thousand years ago, fate has put shackles on every life in this world and re-established rules for this world.

The dragon clan's strength must not exceed the destruction level.

The strength of other creatures must not exceed the legendary level.

Why set such a rule?

Could it be that that superior being is also afraid that a few more talented people will appear in this huge Twilight Continent, making him unable to control and control it? Is He worried about his position being threatened?

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Ron laughed wildly, like a madman.

After a long time, Ron stopped laughing and returned to the study.

Obviously, this was a very scary discovery, and the previous changes in the celestial phenomena were obviously terrifying, but at this moment, Ron was no longer afraid of the mysterious existence that controlled everything on the Dusk Continent.

He even felt refreshed.

Returning to the study, Ron felt particularly relaxed while reading the rest of the diary!

……

boom!

The huge stone pillars are dancing freely in mid-air!

The terrifying energy permeating the Coiling Dragon Pillar easily shattered the figure in front of it.

Thirteen evil spirits surrounded them, wailing sharply and constantly stimulating the souls of the two elves in front of them. Thirteen necromancers in the back, with dense magic, had silently submerged the bodies of the two elves.

It seemed that they had learned bad things from Ron. After dealing with the three elves in front of them, Ifrit and Lydia stepped forward habitually and took off the storage rings of the three elves. No matter what treasures they had obtained before, now they all fell into the hands of Ifrit and Lydia.

Since the Twilight Temple was fully opened, Ifrit and Lydia were teleported to a random area inside the Twilight Temple. Fortunately, they were very close to each other and quickly got together.

The two women, who looked quite young, were only at the hero level.

In the eyes of those who participated in the trials of the Twilight Temple, these two women were simply fat sheep.

There is no doubt that they were attacked in large numbers.

However, the people who attacked Lydia and Ifrit had no idea that the strength of these two women could not be calculated simply based on their own level. Although the level of leapfrog challenges was not as exaggerated as Ron's, it was by no means a casual leap. It can be done by one person, so that the robbers who want to rob Lidya and Ifrit look like they are here to deliver something.

These two women enjoyed themselves and gained a lot.

……

On the other side, in a corner of the Dusk Temple, a little girl was curled up in the corner, sleeping soundly, as if the chaos outside had not disturbed her sleep at all.

……

"Damn it!"

Snapped.

Ashborn, the Holy Son of the Church of the Heart of Nature, smashed the potion bottle in his hand into pieces and watched the potion flow along the ground. His originally handsome face was now distorted like a ghost.

Having an arm lost by a hero-level waste was regarded by Ashbourne as an unprecedented shame. The wound on the shoulder has healed, but the lost arm will never be recovered. When he thought that he would only have one arm left in the future, a surge of hatred instantly surged in his chest.

Son of a bitch.