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

The attributes of Holy Heart can be said to be rubbish, even worse than whiteboard equipment.

The only thing that interested Ron was the mythical suit effect. In the entire game, no one gets any of the special sets in the Gate series, but Ron knows very well how powerful the mythical equipment is...

After a long time, Ron put the bracelet back on his wrist.

His eyes fell on the soul boat ring. Starting from the afternoon, the ring began to get loomingly hot.

His fingers subconsciously rubbed the surface of the ring, and just as Ron thought, slightly noisy murmurs began to echo in his ears again, and he was in a trance. When he opened his eyes again, he was suddenly in the Black Sea again.

Under the feet, there is still a soul-carrying boat made of bones.

Compared with before, the mental pressure on me this time was much less. After all, I was promoted from one extraordinary star to four extraordinary stars. This was an improvement worthy of praise.

Perhaps, we can take this opportunity to explore the Soul Ferry a little bit?

Ron thought so...

"Ron, you're here!"

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly penetrated Ron's ears.

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Chapter 52 Death of God (early morning)

"Ron, you're here!"

A soft voice penetrated Ron's ears.

"Well, here we come."

Ron responded subconsciously.

But, in the next moment, Ron suddenly woke up, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Obviously, Ron was just a pure soul on the Soul Ferry, but at this moment, Ron clearly felt a chill running up to his forehead along the soles of his feet.

Who... who's talking?

Although she had communicated with Agnes before, Agnes was summoned by Ron... it should be said that she was forcibly dragged onto the Soul Crossing Boat.

The boat of soul crossing is the world of the dead.

Only cross the gods.

Ever since he put on the ring that symbolized the ownership of the Soul Boat, Ron subconsciously regarded the Soul Boat as his own domain.

He never thought that he could actually hear other people's voices on the Soul Crossing Boat without summoning other living beings.

Who is he?

How did he board the soul-crossing boat?

What does he want to do?

Caught off guard, Ron's consciousness suffered a strong impact, his brain became disordered, and his non-existent throat swallowed non-existent saliva...

He tried to control his emotions and forced himself to calm down.

At least, on the surface, everything seemed to have returned to normal. He looked in the direction where the sound came from, and soon, he saw a slender figure next to the left railing.

Unlike Agnes, who was directly summoned, he seemed to be a pure soul body, very thin, light gray in color, and seemed to be likely to dissipate at any time.

He was very quiet, just standing quietly about ten meters away from Ron, without any unnecessary movements, and even with a gentle smile on his face.

A pair of purple-pink eyes were staring at Ron from afar.

Ron was about to open his mouth to ask you what kind of existence you are, but before he could make a sound, he felt a different kind of abnormality.

The figure in front of me always feels like I have seen it before somewhere.

Ron couldn't even tell his gender...he was like the most beautiful woman and the most handsome man in the world rolled into one.

Half male and half female, both male and female!

The elegance and beauty of women and the bravery and handsomeness of men are perfectly integrated in him, but they are completely different from each other.

This weird state should be very twisted, but Ron didn't feel this way at all, as if his existence should be like this.

Ron didn't know how to describe his appearance, but Ron knew that his charm was like a terrifying whirlpool that neither men nor women could escape.

Suddenly, an idea appeared in Ron's mind...and this idea made his hair stand on end.

Ron finally remembered where this inexplicable sense of familiarity came from... the statue of the God of Eternal Freedom in the Eternal Freedom Sect.

The same is true, both male and female, half male and half female!

The biggest difference between the two is that the statue of the God of Eternal Freedom, although exuding irresistible charm, is overall evil-oriented.

The person in front of me was quiet and gentle.

From beginning to end, the smile on His face never disappeared.

Then think of the soul-crossing boat, which only crosses gods...

After a long time, Ron slowly said: "Are you the God of Eternal Freedom?"

He smiled and nodded.

Ron felt his voice tremble: "You are... dead?"

The God of Eternal Freedom across from him still had a gentle smile on his face. He nodded just like before.

hum!

Although he had been prepared, Ron still felt as if he was struck by lightning. His body was shaking slightly, his brain was buzzing, and his mouth was dry.

The God of Eternal Freedom, the god believed in by the Eternal Freedom Sect, is actually dead?

Then, who was sealed by Irelia, the White Saint?

The plot direction deviates too much from that in the game. This is no longer a subtle difference, but an anomaly in the entire main line.

Why is there such a big difference?

Who killed the God of Eternal Freedom?

It can’t possibly be due to your own influence, right?

Ron is not so arrogant. With his strength, it is no problem to torture some soldiers, but he wants to kill a real god?

dream!

In an instant, countless thoughts appeared in Ron's mind.

The God of Eternal Freedom also seemed to see many questions in Ron's mind, but He did not explain too much: "How do you feel about the blessing I gave you?"

The voice is gentle and steady!

bless?

Ron was slightly startled.

The God of Eternal Freedom tilted his head slightly and stared at Ron curiously: "It seems that you don't know yet, but it doesn't matter, you will know sooner or later."

"Why do you want to give me a blessing?" Ron asked.

The God of Eternal Freedom exhaled slightly: "Maybe it's because you are an outsider."

On the outside? Ron's eyelids twitched sharply.

His body slowly twisted and his eyes looked at the bright stars in the sky. He slowly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch something: "Actually, I don't really like the title of God of Eternal Freedom."

"Why?" Ron seemed to have turned into a curious baby.

"Because I am neither eternal nor can I give freedom to believers." He sighed: "After all, even I am just a pathetic..."

"Caged bird!"

Caged bird?

Ron was shocked.

What does this mean?

This way of speaking of the Riddler is the most difficult to understand. If you understand it correctly, everything will be fine; if you understand it incorrectly, you will be doomed.

Ron thought quickly while trying to see something from the other person's face, but unfortunately, this mysterious being always maintained a slight and peaceful smile on his face.

"Then what kind of god are you?" After a few seconds, Ron broke the silence.

"Aphrodisiac!"

Ron's expression suddenly became strange, Cupid? This may be the most outrageous answer. Think of the current Eternal Liberal Sect, where indulgent parties are held every day. Those believers are indeed doing things related to love, but they have nothing to do with love.

As if sensing Ron's strange thoughts, the being who claimed to be the God of Love sighed helplessly: "In the beginning, I was indeed the god of love and reproduction, Ceres..."

"However, over a long period of time, due to certain factors, my beliefs began to go astray. They gradually moved towards desire and indulgence, and now even gave rise to freedom..."

"Didn't you correct the believers' beliefs?"

Celios glanced at Ron: "I told you, I'm just a caged bird!"

Ron thought, it's not that he doesn't want to, but... he can't do it.

Sizzling la la...

Celios' figure, like an image stuck on a computer, began to make strange sounds, and his form began to flicker brightly and darkly.

He glanced at Ron with complicated eyes, and then took a deep breath, as if he wanted to feel the intoxicating air again.

Ron knew that His time was running out.

His brain entered unprecedented chaos. He had many questions that he wanted to ask. In the end, they turned into one sentence: "What do you want?"

Celeos turned around and faced Ron, a smile full of yearning and expectation blooming on his face. He narrowed his charming eyes, opened his arms as if hugging something, and looked up at the sky above his head:

"free!"

In the sky, countless twinkling stars all turned dim.

His form began to disintegrate.

It turned into delicate spots of light, like countless fireflies, carrying that faint light, rushing towards the starry sky above.

They drew arcs in the sky and finally converged in the sky, turning into a purple-pink star, flickering with dim light.

Ron was shocked by what he saw in front of him, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

A bone-chilling chill made Ron's soul tremble.

After Selios completely fell, he turned into a star...Looking above his head, there are stars all over the sky.

In this twilight continent, how many gods have fallen over the past thousands of years?

I don't know how much time passed before Ron finally calmed down from this indescribable shock.

Fortunately, Ron's strength has improved now, and his mental strength is at least several times what it was before. Otherwise, he would have been unable to hold on long ago.

Ron was panting. As a pure soul body, he shouldn't have felt too much fatigue, but Ron felt like he couldn't even stand.

He sat quietly at the bow, recalling his brief exchange with Sereos.

It was obvious that Celios was waiting for him here on purpose, otherwise he would have turned into a star long ago. He seemed to want to tell him something, but due to certain restrictions he could not explain it clearly, so he could only let Ron do it on his own through the Riddler. Comprehension, trying to circumvent the blockade.

The specific goal of Celios is unknown for the time being, but there is no doubt that even after his death, he still wants to achieve this goal, and puts all the chips on himself, so he gives him some kind of blessing, although it has no effect yet...or It said it had taken effect, but he didn't know it.

The reason for choosing him was external... It is possible that He has seen that he is not a native of the Twilight Continent. As an outsider, he will not be subject to the same restrictions as Seleos, or in other words, the restrictions are not as high. Exaggeration, there is the possibility of breaking through the shackles.

Celios tried to correct his belief, but he couldn't. In other words, although he is a god, Celios has no ability to interfere with the world... The repairman repairs the world line. His own existence is a BUG, ​​but the repairman never If you haven’t personally taken action to erase the bug, is it because you can’t do it, or…

Perhaps, the repairman can repair the world line, but like Seleos, he cannot directly interfere with the world. He can only influence or even manipulate the world through a more conceptual way, by arranging a certain destiny.

Caged bird!

free?

The existence called eternal freedom pursues nothing but freedom!

Ron's eyes dropped, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Not sure how much time had passed, Ron suddenly breathed out slowly and looked down at the ring on his finger.