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

The parchment next to it was filled with dense words, all records left by the original Ron.

The stone slab is in an irregular square shape, with dense ghostly symbols on it... or patterns.

These ancient characters are a series of symbols designed by the game company themselves. They are obscure and difficult to understand. It is said that there are nearly two thousand such characters in total.

A big player decrypted the game characters. At that time, Ron just glanced at them casually, but he was not very interested in them and did not pay too much attention. In comparison, he preferred some special CGs.

So now that I got the slate, I still can't figure out the true meaning of these words, which makes Ron a little annoyed.

Although the original Ron was quite accomplished in the study of ancient characters, this belonged to a long-lost civilization after all, and the difficulty of research can be imagined. Even if he completely inherited the knowledge-related memories of the original owner of the body, it would still be difficult. Only less than one-tenth of the writing on the slate can be recognized. Based on this, it is almost impossible to decipher the content on the slate.

Looking at the stone slab, a strange thought suddenly occurred to Ron:

What I don’t want is not to translate the rubbings, or to continue studying or even touch this slate...

While he was thinking, his fingers had unknowingly fallen on the stone slab. He hurriedly tried to pull his fingers away, but at this moment, his mind suddenly went blank and he felt someone was watching him.

It seemed as if a pair of mysterious eyes were staring at him from above.

In an instant, a layer of fine pimples appeared on Ron's skin.

The feeling was not strong, but it made Ron feel the fear of falling weightlessly.

That sight, whose sight is it?

He subconsciously raised his head, but all he could see in front of him was a thick, indestructible black.

Noisy murmurs began to echo in my ears, including the crackle of burning fire, the surging tide of the sea, like the cry of death, the cold operation of a machine, the moan of indulgence, and the sound of quicksand falling from an hourglass...

Ron was in a trance, his eyesight was taken away in an instant, and his head felt as if it was split open by an axe. He wanted to wail, but he couldn't make any sound. He didn't want to listen to the strange mumbling, but the sound kept pouring into his mind, asking him to distinguish and feel...

Just when Ron was about to lose his strength and his head was about to explode, the whispering in his ears suddenly disappeared, and his body felt light and airy, as if floating in the clouds.

He tried his best to regain control of his body, but even a simple action like opening his eyes was difficult to complete. He didn't know how long it had passed, but he seemed to hear a snort, like two pieces of paper stuck together finally. Being separated, Ron opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught the eye was an extremely huge ship.

He stood on the deck and looked around. The hull of the ship was pale in color. If you look carefully, you will find that it is made up of countless weird bones.

No one knows what kind of creature these bones are. They are as huge as mountain peaks, and at the bow of the ship is a huge head, which looks like a human being, but it is really too big.

Bones without any flesh and blood are even more ferocious.

The high-hanging sails were made of rotten skins. On the railings around the deck hung countless skulls. They were the skulls of humans... or elves, or dwarves.

Like a wind chime, it sways in the cold wind, making a crunching sound during the collision.

Looking further away, there is a dark ocean without any luster. The ink-like sea water is slowly moving like a viscous fluid.

Ron's face was solemn, with shock and confusion inevitably showing on his face.

This ship was no stranger to him.

The boat of soul crossing!

This is the place where the soul will appear after the player dies in the game Goddess X Black Beast.

The surrounding ocean is the eternal sea that players jokingly call the Black Sea.

After the player dies, the soul will stay on the soul boat for a period of time, take the soul boat, cross the eternal sea, and finally enter the Palace of the Past to start over.

This place is gloomy, silent, and depressing. It can be said to be one of the maps that makes players feel the most discomfort and fear... and after appearing here in person, that feeling is even stronger.

Why would he appear on the Soul Crossing Boat?

Could it be that...he is dead?

The sudden thoughts that came to his mind made Ron horrified and made his scalp tingle.

He subconsciously placed his palms on his chest and passed his fingers through his body silently... Ron's face became darker and darker. Now he is a pure soul body!

This is not a discovery worth celebrating.

Ron forced himself to calm down.

The boat of soul crossing, the eternal sea?

Speaking of which, in the missions released by the system, after defeating System Elsa, can you harvest the Eternal Heart?

They are all eternity. Is there some kind of connection between them?

Suddenly, Ron saw from the corner of his eye that there was a ring with a ship-shaped pattern on it on the index finger of his right hand. Through this ring, he seemed to have established a connection with the ship in some way.

He glanced down at his hands:

Boat of crossing souls: [Only crossing gods! 】

hiss!

Ron leaned back instantly and took a breath.

Here comes the first chapter, thank you all for your support, thank you all.

Chapter 12 Princess (2)

The boat of souls can only ferry gods!

Although there were only eight words, Ron really felt what it meant to be creepy.

It's obviously a ferry that transports players' souls, so why has it become a ferry that only transports gods? If you only cross the gods, where will the gods be transported?

Ron could feel that although this was the world of the game he had played before, there were subtle differences in some aspects.

Elsa detached herself from Ron and stood quietly beside him. She seemed not to be at all curious about this mysterious and weird area.

The system did not disappear, nor did it give any prompts. This seemed to indicate that his life was not in danger for the time being, and he was probably not dead.

Ron looked up, slightly relieved.

The same dark night sky is dotted with things that look like stars. Some of them are deep green, some are azure blue, some are fiery red, some are purple, and they are colorful.

Some of them are big, like a full moon, and some are small, like candles that may be extinguished at any time.

Ron was slightly startled by the unseen scene.

In the game, after the player dies, he can only see the Soul Crossing Boat and the Black Sea. The sky is just gray and there is nothing.

In fact, after the player gets on the Soul Ferry in the game, he cannot make any movements at all and can only wait quietly to cross the Eternal Sea. The whole process takes about three minutes.

It is said that it was specially designed by the game company. In order to let players experience the value of life, they should not become P Society war criminals and commit acts of wanton killing of NPCs in the game.

This design was also voted as the most disgusting design by players.

But here, Ron's actions were not affected. As if out of pure instinct, he stretched out his right hand and tried to pick off the stars above his head... Anyway, he needed to do something to find a way out of here. However, although these stars seemed very close, no matter how hard Ron stretched his arms, the distance between the two parties would not be reduced at all.

He even jumped up, but still couldn't reach it. Fortunately, there was no one else around, otherwise, they would probably think Ron was a lunatic.

After a long time, Ron gave up. He glanced at Elsa next to him with some envy. Now everyone is almost the same type of existence, but he is far from being as casual and free as Elsa. In mid-air.

Elsa completely ignored Ron's gaze. Her pair of clear black and white eyes just stared at the Soul Ferry and the dark ocean around it, motionless.

I don’t know what I’m thinking about, maybe I’m thinking about nothing.

The soul body does not need to breathe, but Ron still exhaled habitually. He felt that competing with a system was purely a brain problem. He looked around again. This time, he looked more carefully. He could see countless silk threads floating in the air.

Very thin.

Thinner than spider silk.

Inadvertently, these threads will be ignored.

It was so densely packed that it looked like there were tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions of spiders spinning their webs on this big ship.

Spider threads were floating everywhere, even casting a dirty shadow over the soul-carrying boat.

Right in front of Ron, a short piece of spider silk was emitting an unusually bright light, shining so brightly that it was almost floating onto Ron's face.

Ron frowned slightly, stretched out a finger, and brushed away the cobwebs.

hum!

The next moment, Ron's mind was in turmoil, his mental strength was almost drained in a very short time, and there was a brief blank in his consciousness!

……

In the Northern Continent, the Kingdom of Granville is not a particularly powerful country, but it is definitely the richest.

This country is rich in a special energy called black oil, which can be used as long as it is dug out of the ground and slightly refined.

Cooking, heating, lighting, steam trains... black oil was widely used, which brought amazing wealth to the kingdom.

Because there is money, there is luxury.

In the early morning, the magic lamps outside the palace that had been bright all night were still on. Under the soft light, the extremely exquisite glazed tiles were shining with a hazy luster, shrouding the palace in a dreamy cloud. If you didn't know, you would think you had arrived in the realm of gods.

It is said that any one of the gems embedded in the pillars can be enough for a commoner family to spend a lifetime.

But even in such a luxurious palace, there is a special place. There is a wall about six meters high, covered with vines, and even rusty blades stuck on the ridges.

The mottled walls looked like they had not been repaired for a long time.

Under the early morning sun, tiny insects have begun to spread their wings and fly.

Decayed, dilapidated, gloomy and depressing!

Outside the wall are knights in heavy armor, with one post every three steps and one sentry every five steps, completely isolating this area from the rest of the palace.

This is the residence of Agnes Holt, the seventh wife of King Granville.

This is a very beautiful, impeccably beautiful woman.

Her clothes were not gorgeous, just a pure white tight-fitting long skirt that wrapped around her plump and suggestive body. The relatively conservative skirt could not completely conceal Agnes's beauty, and it even made people worry that the neckline would be torn.

The silk gauze skirt fits the skin closely, outlining the graceful curves, especially the outline of the thighs, which is even more fascinating. Even if you don’t touch it with your own hands, just one look at it will tell you that it must be very soft.

The cool breeze in the morning blew, and her long silver hair fluttered. Her aquamarine-like eyes looked outside. Outside the hut, there was a high wall...

Agnes has a charm that can drive men crazy, but she is not a favored princess.

Her marriage to the king was an exchange of pure interests.

In order to prevent Agnes from giving birth to a prince, King Granville never even laid a finger on her.

The luxurious palace was more like a huge prison to Agnes.

She just wants to be free.

Escape from this birdcage.

Agnes picked up the kettle. She was not wearing shoes, and her fair feet stepped on the cold stone slabs, preparing to water the flowers and plants in the yard... Agnes had long been accustomed to the same life for thirteen years.

However, before she could walk out the door, twisting threads suddenly appeared in the air in front of her, and they instantly wrapped around Agnes.

Agnes frowned slightly and tried to struggle. As a very powerful being, the princess was very confident in her own strength.

But soon, the princess's expression changed.

As soon as the magic power is mobilized, it will be absorbed completely by the silk threads wrapped around the body in an instant.

This momentary change was so fast that the princess had no time to react. Her body had already left the ground, entangled with countless threads, and disappeared out of thin air.

When the princess regained her sight, there was still fear on her face. She looked blankly at the pale bone ship under her feet, the dark ocean around her, and the completely different sky above her head.

On the other side, Ron tried hard to stay calm and didn't ask such tasteless questions as "Who are you?" He was thinking whether he should maintain the same identity as the other person who suddenly entered this space, or maintain his unfathomable image.

Looking at the princess' beautiful face and slender figure, he suddenly felt somewhat familiar.

After a few seconds, Ron almost screamed.

Agnes, isn't this... one of the four pillars of the Eternal Freedom Sect?

Is that the sexiest villain who makes male players crazy and regretful the most?

Ron was shocked.

This woman's strength is only slightly inferior to that of the Pope. She can kill him with one slap!

Agnes's beautiful, slender and elegant neck moved a little, and soon she saw a hazy figure at the bow of the ship.

There is obviously no fog here. Although it is dark, the visibility is not low for a powerful being. The princess can even see clearly the waves rising on the black ocean further ahead of the bow.

But I just couldn't see clearly the appearance of the man on the bow.

I can only feel that it seems to be a man.