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

"I originally thought that the damn guy who controls everything behind the scenes should be hiding on a planet, or a powerful being traveling through the universe. But no, that's not the case. The rules of this world are completely different from those of Earth. He doesn't belong to any planet in the universe. Perhaps, there is no concept of the universe in this world at all."

"The energy of the magic cannon is still bombarding the barrier. I can feel the madness suppressed in my chest. I can't wait to know what is behind the barrier."

"The strength of this barrier far exceeds my expectations. It can crush me directly and eliminate my soul. However, it is difficult to destroy the barrier. I can feel the violent roars. The entire The world seems to be about to collapse, with large and small fireballs falling like raindrops on the world, bringing endless disasters."

"The impact on the barrier shocked the whole world."

"The entire magic cannon was fired at once, and the energy lasted for a full sixty seconds. Just when the power of the magic cannon was about to be unsustainable, I saw that the barrier could not withstand the continuous impact. Cracks appeared in the barrier.”

"The chaotic energy storm penetrated into the Dusk Continent through the cracks, wreaking havoc, destroying, and ruining."

"One of the components of the barrier, a regular hexagon, could no longer support the energy of the magic cannon. It shattered. I finally saw it. Just outside the barrier was..."

"A door."

"An ordinary door with nothing special about it."

“No one knows what that door represents, and no one knows what is behind the door or where it leads to, but I feel a tremor from the deepest part of my soul.”

"There seems to be something attracting me there. I know that as long as I can pass through that door, I can solve all the mysteries and I can live without dying..."

"I rushed into the sky, my speed was dozens of times faster than the sound... I wanted to touch the door, to open it, but I could only watch the door getting farther and farther away from me."

"I could only watch helplessly as the regular hexagon that had been shattered into pieces in the void reappeared and the door completely disappeared before my eyes."

call……

Ron could feel how lonely Zhou Yang felt at that moment.

I clearly saw hope, but it was elusive and could never be touched.

Ron let out a heavy breath, his face looked very strange, door, door again.

By now, Ron has known the existence of the door in three places. From the system, completing all the strategy tasks and collecting all the keys can open the door.

I have seen it from the notes of the original owner of the body. It seems that the original owner of the body not only encountered the door, he even opened it and entered the door, but the picture he saw led to the original owner of the body. Madness.

Zhou Yang also saw the door, but he couldn't touch it after all.

These three doors? Is it the same fan?

Moreover, these three people have completely different views on the door. The system hopes that he will open the door. The original owner of the body warned him never to try to open the door. Zhou Yang regarded the door as hope.

This door is becoming more and more mysterious.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yang didn't record much about the door's description. He only knew that it was a very ordinary door, and there was no record at all about its specific appearance.

Ron rubbed his temples vigorously with both hands. He felt a little headache.

Zhou Yang's mood was obviously much lower.

Although he wanted to try to create another magic cannon, he was no longer allowed. The rebels' offensive became more and more fierce, and at the same time, the best magic stones were basically consumed.

Zhou Yang could feel that the date of his death was getting closer and closer. From the diary, he could also feel Zhou Yang's emotional fluctuations. Sometimes he was crazy, sometimes calm, sometimes decadent, sometimes desperate. But from beginning to end, Zhou Yang never thought about abandoning him. The Twilight Dynasty that I built myself.

"I can't go on like this... The power of fate is really strong enough. I may really die on that day. I'm not willing to do it, but I can't fight."

"I may die, but I want to leave some seeds, and I want people to know the truth..."

"I arranged for Gandalf and White Pheasant to take my most important secret away. They are both pure-blooded humans and fox girls. As long as they slightly change their appearance and restrain their own aura, they can survive well in this world."

"I want my sister to leave here too, as far away as possible, but Elinor didn't say a word. I know her temper. Although she respects me, the king brother, on weekdays, once she determines something , even I can’t change it.”

"I finally saw the so-called god on the battlefield...Pfft, at that moment, I really wanted to laugh. No, I already laughed out loud. Sorry, I really couldn't help it."

"I do not deny the powerful power they possess. In the realm of gods, their power is not much inferior to mine."

"But are they really gods?"

"Or, are they really life?"

"They are very delicate, and their appearance is not much different from humans. Their strength is very powerful. They can raise their hands to make the wind surge, and stamp their feet to shake the mountains..."

"I can feel their breathing and their heartbeat, but I can't feel their will."

"How to describe that feeling? It's like a painting? Yes, a beautiful painting, but no matter how superb the painting technique is and how much emotion the artist puts into it, it is just a painting. No matter how many highlights the painter puts in their eyes, their eyes are as bright as gems!”

"They are like a group of puppets with no sense of self..."

"Or is it a physical doll made by a skilled craftsman? This skill is really unparalleled. It looks just like the real thing. I really want to know who made this. Give it to me according to my figure. How good can I be? It won’t take hundreds of years, it all depends on the fifth girl!"

Chapter 5 presented. I have to drive on the expressway tomorrow and plan to return to my hometown in two days.

Chapter 215 What exactly are gods? (1)

Zhou Yang's diary ends here, and there will be no further records.

This original senior time traveler should have no time to write any more diaries. The army has already reached the city gate. He will soon be cut into seven pieces and then suppressed under the headquarters of the Seven Orthodox Churches.

Ron's eyes suddenly trembled slightly.

Zhou Yang actually said those gods were puppets?

There is a heartbeat, breathing, and a soul, but only a piece of self-will is missing.

Thinking back to what Ifrit said about the old dragons' comments about the gods before, they had no respect, but only fear. They were afraid of the power of the gods.

Perhaps these so-called gods are killing machines created by fate specifically for use on the battlefield?

Ron's eyes lit up, and his thoughts involuntarily continued to extend along this speculation. It is very likely that the gods were really created by the being who controls destiny, and the purpose of creating these gods is only one, and that is to maintain destiny.

The meaning of their existence seems to be somewhat similar to that of the Andre family and the so-called guardians of destiny, except that they deal with more powerful beings.

It was precisely because of these powerful killing machines that Destiny was able to brazenly start a war eight thousand years ago when there was no need to start a war, and kill the first disobedient Zhou Yang, allowing Destiny to return to what It believed to be the right track.

At the end of the war, the Dragon Clan replaced the Dusk Clan as the masters of the world.

But has the world changed for the better?

No, the Dragon Clan is more greedy than the Twilight Clan, they ask for more.

Free medical care, free learning, and equal status no longer exist. The entire world's population has lost nearly 80% of its population due to this war. Even slavery, which was once abolished by Zhou Yang, has reappeared.

It was also this war that led to the death of a large number of killing machines revered as gods.

But are they really dead?

not necessarily.

Whether it was faith or the influence of other forces, in short, these slain gods came back to life one after another. Not only were they resurrected, they even gave birth to self-awareness and became truly independent individuals.

It is precisely because of this that there are Seleos, the goddess of dawn, Ostara, the god of blood and destruction, the god of plague and disaster, etc. that Ron later met...

As for the Dragon God, the God of the Undead, judging from the broken image, they should still be in a state of incomplete resurrection.

The existence that controls destiny is definitely not the repairman. The repairman is more like the one who helps him. This mysterious existence will naturally be aware of these resurrected gods. He seems to want to put shackles on these gods again and turn these gods into killing tools under his control. This will naturally cause resistance from the gods who already have self-awareness.

In places where there are no records at all, it is very likely that there was a fierce and bloody conflict between these resurrected gods and the beings who controlled destiny.

As a result of the conflict, that mysterious and powerful being was unable to regain control of the gods he created, but the fate of these gods was also quite bad.

Celios may have been seriously injured, and after thousands of years of silence, he completely perished.

Ostara is trapped on top of the Chaos Monument.

As for other gods, they have basically lost their ability to interfere with the lower world.

Most importantly, looking at the stars in the sky above the Soul Ferry, the number of gods who participated in this conflict and perished completely was probably hundreds of times more exaggerated than Ron had imagined.

Ron closed the last diary.

He expressed deep sympathy to Senior Zhou Yang. This senior had been a craftsman for hundreds of years, and his skills must have been honed to an extremely refined level, unrivaled in the world, and he could even perform fancy moves!

Speaking of which, Senior Zhou Yang also arranged for two personal guards, the magician Gandalf and the fox girl Bai Yao, to leave early.

I wonder if these two people are still alive?

Soon Ron smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was really thinking too much.

Even if Gandalf and White Pheasant were able to avoid the influence of the Repairman's World Line Constriction, they would remain free from illness and disaster.

But eight thousand years ago, a human and a fox girl did not have such a long lifespan. No matter how much they thought, it was impossible to survive until now.

A lot of useful information was obtained in the diary, and it took Ron a long time to digest it. After his mind finally returned to calm, Ron came to the next door again.

Bai Yuan's absorption of Angel Heart has reached its peak, and the aura on her body has gradually become stronger. It is obvious that she has reached the critical moment to break through the legendary seven stars.

Ron just took a look and didn't stay for too long. He sat at the door, alertly sensing the movements around him. Now Bai Yuan had reached a critical moment and could not be disturbed at all.

Their luck was pretty good. Although some trialists had entered the library before, as soon as they saw a layer of chaotic books and collapsed bookshelves, they knew that this place had been invaded first.

Although he was cursing and feeling unhappy, he was not willing to continue wasting time in a place like this. After all, there were countless treasures in the Dusk Temple.

Even though the area here is very large, with so many people searching for so long, there are probably fewer and fewer treasures left.

However, even at this point, Ron still did not show any anxiety. As he said, until the very end, no matter how much treasure you have obtained, it may not be yours.

After glancing at Bai Yuan who was practicing, Ron slowly took out something from the storage ring.

That's a slate.

The second Chaos Tablet obtained from the Coiling Dragon Pillar.

Ever since Ron got this slate, he hasn't had time to study it properly.

On the one hand, time is tight and there is not much free time.

On the other hand, the slate seemed to be forced into his arms, making Ron feel quite uncomfortable. He didn't want to be someone else's pawn.

But at this moment, Baiyuan was absorbing the Angel's Heart, and Ron really had nothing to do, so he took out the slate and prepared to study it a little.

Just like the first time he came into contact with the Chaos Slate, Ron could feel his brain suddenly shaking as soon as his fingers touched it.

There seemed to be countless noisy voices faintly echoing in my ears.

The voice was too confusing. The worst thing was that it seemed to contain all kinds of strange powers. Even with Ron's current strength, it was difficult to hear clearly what message the voice was trying to convey.

However, now that Ron's realm has improved, his mental intensity is not the same as before. Although the noisy babble makes Ron a little uncomfortable, it is not as uncomfortable as it was at the beginning.

There is no written record on this chaotic slate, and the whole thing is more like a painting that someone randomly carved out with a knife.

However, the content inside the painting is quite weird.

At first glance, it looks grey and black, like layers of rolling dark clouds, exuding an inexplicable sense of oppression that makes it hard to breathe.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are several inappropriate lines passing through the dark clouds, forcibly dividing the dark clouds into several different areas.

Below the dark clouds, there are also chaotic lines, which look like the surface of the storm-raging sea, with some strange patches on the sea.

Ron frowned, but it was really difficult to tell anything else from these weird traces, but apart from these, there was nothing else.

He tried to infiltrate his own magic power to see if there was any other hidden content on this stone slab, but after the magic power penetrated, there was no response, just like a stone sinking into the sea.

Ron was a little curious. This slate was completely different from the first slate. After touching the first slate, he quickly entered the Soul Crossing Boat. He thought that this slate could also bring some special surprises. But what's going on now?

He turned the slate over and over, and suddenly his hand stopped.

After squatting for a few seconds, he carefully adjusted the angle of the stone slab with his fingers on the table. When he looked from the side and lowered his sight, the strange patches carved on the stone slab and the weird lines in the clouds were connected in an incredible way.

Those plaques look like a bunch of stains, which can even make people feel irritated at first glance.

But at this moment, when Ron lowered his gaze and looked from the side at an angle, those patches actually came together in an incredible way.

Ron became more and more focused.

Suddenly, his eyes froze slightly. The moment Ron's concentration reached a certain level, the stain on the stone floor slowly began to squirm.

Like a drop of ink, it gradually melts on the water.

The squirming stains gradually condensed into a pattern, which was a... head.

A rough head.

Most of his body has been submerged under the ocean, and his body seems to be struggling desperately in the water.

Ron's consciousness could even perceive the scene under the sea water. Slender, colorful sea snakes swam from all directions and entangled the man's legs. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the sea water.

The scene was weird and eerie to the extreme.

The first chapter is presented.

Chapter 216 Pushed down by the fox girl (2)

In Ron's consciousness, the scene had completely moved.