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

Ron had never been more scared.

His consciousness became extremely dazed, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts and ideas kept emerging from his mind.

If all these gods are dead, then... what are those who have communicated with him? Who is that little girl who has been sitting on his shoulder, a little dazed, and falling down from time to time?

The goosebumps kept on Ron's body and couldn't go away at all. They even became more and more numerous.

At some point, Ron's breathing became more and more rapid, and his huffing and puffing sound sounded like a bellows.

There was even a layer of sweat on his forehead, and his body was already soaked.

Not far away, Lucia seemed to feel something. She barely lifted her slender upper body from the stone, rubbed her big eyes under the crooked mask with her slender fingers, then tilted her head and looked at Ron curiously.

Ron forced a smile and said nothing happened.

Lucia was very innocent. She didn't think about anything at all. Since Ron was fine, there was nothing wrong with her. After adjusting the mask on her face, Lucia fell asleep on her stomach again.

This little girl is extremely addicted to sleep.

Since leaving the Soul Crossing Ship with Ron and entering the Twilight Continent, I have been sleeping most of the time.

He has been lying in the coffin for who knows how many years.

"call……"

Ron exhaled heavily, barely hiding the chaotic thoughts and fear in his mind, and then looked at Ifrit again: "These are also what the old dragon in your mouth said?"

"Absolutely." Ifrit nodded: "You know, the lifespan of dragons is very long, not to mention hundreds of years, thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years is possible."

"Before the dragon clan was completely destroyed this time, there were still some old dragons who had experienced that war alive in the Dragon Valley."

"These old dragons have a very high status in Dragon Valley. Although my father is the Dragon King, he can't do anything to them. After all, these old dragons are a bit old and their brains have begun to become a little unclear. In the words of you humans, For example, should it be called Alzheimer’s disease?”

"It's just that, although these old dragons will forget who their sons are and who their wives are, they can't forget the war eight thousand years ago. Perhaps that war left a deep impression on these old dragons. Bar."

"Because these old dragons are a little confused, often contradicting themselves and contradicting themselves. In addition, they have a high status. My father can't force them to do anything, let alone imprison them. He just treats the dragons. The dragon in the valley said that these old dragons are all confused, and what they say should be treated as a joke, not taken seriously."

"It's okay, Ifrit, it's okay... Even if it's a story or a joke, tell me everything you heard from those old dragons," Ron said.

He would not take what those old dragons said as a joke.

The more this kind of existence seems to be confused and half-footed in the grave, the content of what comes out of the mouth, no matter how outrageous, is crucial and must not be relaxed at all.

Although Ifrit didn't quite understand why Ron was so interested in the stories told by these old dragons, she still tried to think back: "According to some old dragons, actually... at the beginning, the Dragon Clan didn't really want to participate. The war against the Twilight Dynasty.”

"It's just that because of the Dragon God's order, I had to go into the battlefield."

"And the losses of the Dragon Clan in this war were the most cruel among all the major races. After the war, less than one percent of the dragons in the entire Dragon Clan survived."

"According to some old dragons, at the end of the Twilight Dynasty, which was also the period when the Dragon Clan was at its peak, the number of dragons exceeded 100,000, but after the war, there were only less than a thousand left."

This presents another problem.

If the Twilight Dynasty ruled cruelly, how could the Dragon Clan reach its peak under the Twilight Dynasty's rule? Not to mention, the end of the dynasty is often the craziest and cruelest period, and the dragon clan's survival can only get worse.

However, it was obvious that Ifrit did not notice this small problem and continued:

"It is very difficult for the dragon clan to reproduce. After eight thousand years of reproduction, it has reached the current scale of ten thousand giant dragons in Dragon Valley... It is a pity that it finally recovered a little, and because of the impact of the Twilight Temple , all destroyed."

Ifrit smiled bitterly: "Perhaps this is the retribution for the Dragon Clan's participation in the siege of the Twilight Dynasty?"

After a brief pause, Ifrit continued: "Also, although those old dragons did not say it out loud, it can be felt from their tone that they actually do not have much respect for the so-called gods. More so, fear, and even... a little bit of resentment."

"Of course, this is just what I feel. Whether this is the case or not, I cannot confirm."

"Once upon a time, in the Dragon Nest, the oldest old dragon was about to die. All the dragons in the entire Dragon Nest came to see him off. Even I, a marginalized weirdo, was allowed to get close."

"I thought that this old dragon would say goodbye to his descendants. After all, this old dragon can be said to be an anomaly among the dragons. He dotes on the young dragons very much, and he doesn't reject me too much."

"But, no."

"When he was on the verge of death, the old dragon just lay quietly on the top of the highest mountain in Dragon Valley, looking at the starry sky. I could see that there were tears dripping from the corners of the old dragon's eyes."

"He was mumbling to himself, saying something in a low voice..."

"What did you say..." Ron said subconsciously.

"He said... it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this..."

"He just kept repeating this sentence, but he didn't say what it shouldn't be. It seemed that it was a taboo. I could feel that my father and some other old dragons seemed to know something, but who Neither of them spoke, and what he said did not change until the old dragon breathed his last breath."

Ron let out a breath.

He felt a little regretful.

He knew that what the old dragon wanted to tell was some hidden truth.

It's a pity that due to certain restrictions and fears, Lao Long did not dare to tell the truth he knew even until his death.

What is he afraid of?

Damn it, if I could just run to Dragon Valley and have a good conversation with an old dragon when I first traveled to this world... Of course, this kind of thing is just a thought.

Not to mention, there was no way he could reach Dragon Valley in such a short time. Even if he got here, he would be sprayed into ashes by the violent dragon.

Ifrit was a little annoyed.

She regretted a little. Maybe she shouldn't have moved out of Dragon Nest so early. She wanted to tell Ron more, but she only heard so much about the old dragon. All she could say was finished. .

Of course, if she had not moved out of Dragon Nest, she would have had no chance to tell Ron these contents, and she would have died under the impact of the Twilight Temple.