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

I have to say that although Patridge is not a good person, his methods are really quite clever.

Watching those silk threads that looked like infrared warning lines being casually pushed aside by Patridge, the whole process did not even trigger the warning magic. Ron was amazed by this method and had no idea how Patridge did it.

But no matter what, the road ahead is finally opened.

Ron and the other two quickly got through.

At this moment, Ron couldn't help but feel a little fortunate in his heart that he had formed such a temporary alliance. If it weren't for the fact that this alliance had all kinds of capable people, if he acted alone, he would be discovered immediately after entering the canyon.

The group of old guys in the Andre family are obviously very powerful, but they are all terribly afraid of death. The entire canyon is about three kilometers long. Within these three kilometers, there are dozens of various warning magics deployed. If you are not careful, you will be in trouble.

And every warning magic was broken by Patridge.

Although Patrick is the only one busy at the moment, he is not bored at all with this kind of thing. He even looks very excited. As long as it is something that can make the Andre family unhappy, Patrick will be particularly happy.

After breaking through the last cordon, the four finally left the canyon.

I thought that after leaving the canyon that could be described as a narrow strip of sky, the Soul Burial Forest inside the crater should be suddenly bright and clear. However, after actually stepping into the Soul Burial Forest, everyone discovered that this was not the case at all.

filthy.

gloomy.

A looming madness.

The oppressive atmosphere is even stronger than inside the canyon.

The Soul Burial Forest, although also located in the Dusk Continent and within this world, seems to be a space independent of the Dusk Continent, and everything here is incompatible with the outside world.

It was mid-afternoon outside and the sun was just setting, but there was no sunlight at all here. It was not because of the surrounding mountains blocking the way. After entering the Soul Burial Forest, the first thing you saw was the thick fog that covered every area you could see in front of you.

On the ground and in the air, there was thick gray-black fog everywhere.

The thick fog blocked everything, and not a single ray of sunlight could penetrate the blockade.

There was clearly no wind at all, but the thick fog was rolling and wriggling slowly and chaotically.

Through the layers of thick fog, you can see huge and sturdy tree trunks, dense and low weeds, huge rocks, and hazy and distorted phantoms between the mountains and forests. They are twisting and wriggling, and you can hear teeth-grinding hissing in your ears, but you don't know if it's just an illusion.

Gudong.

I heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

It's not just Ron, the other three are the same. Perhaps everyone who sees the Soul Burial Forest for the first time will find it difficult to conceal the horror and depression in their hearts.

As expected of being one of the four forbidden areas of Dusk Continent, this place is truly weird.

Even though the four of them could be considered extremely daring, at this moment, they could all feel a dense layer of small bumps appearing on their skin, and they had a creepy feeling of fear.

In other words, these four people are very skilled and brave. If they were replaced by practitioners with slightly weaker mental endurance, they would have turned around and ran away in embarrassment. After all, it takes an incredible amount of courage to enter the Soul Burial Forest.

Everyone silently gazed at the Soul Burial Forest in front of them, and no one said much for a while.

After a few seconds, everyone came back to their senses. Patrick walked forward, squatted on the ground, pressed the soil in front of him with one hand, and his spiritual awareness quickly spread along the ground.

A few seconds later, Patrich retracted his hand and stood up, shaking his head at the other three people: "Within the range of my spiritual sense, there is no warning magic."

"Also, this place is a bit weird. The perception of spiritual consciousness is strongly suppressed and interfered with. The range that can be perceived is only one-third of the normal range."

Partridge added.

But even so, this is good news.

Patrich's strength is so strong that the range of his spiritual perception may not cover the entire Soul Burial Forest, but it must cover half of it. Even if it is only one third, it can still cover roughly half of the area of ​​the Soul Burial Forest.

The current situation has basically been confirmed and the road ahead is smooth.

There are only two reasons why this happens.

The first reason is that the old guys in the Andre family believe that the warning magic in the canyon is enough to make all invaders nowhere to hide, so there is no need to set up additional warnings inside the Soul Burial Forest.

The second reason is that those old guys are convinced that certain existences in the Soul Burial Forest are capable of intercepting all invaders.

Somehow, Ron felt that the second possibility seemed more likely.

"Let's go."

I don't know who said it, but the team that had stopped started moving forward again.

Only this time, everyone was no longer as frivolous as before. Everyone's chest became heavy, as if a huge rock weighing thousands of tons was pressing on them. Every step they took was so heavy.

Perhaps because she was wearing a heavy suit of armor that looked quite defensive, Philomena walked in the front, while Ron, Patridge, and Hefferson followed behind. Everyone was alertly sensing the movements in all directions, and could react immediately if there was any disturbance.

Crunch, crunch, snap, snap…

The soles of my feet stepped on the ground, and the dead branches broke, making a crisp sound.

This place is truly a forest.

As we walked along, we could see many thick tree trunks. When we looked up, we could see layers of tree crowns above our heads. It was hard to imagine how the trees could still grow so lushly in this place shrouded in thick fog and without sunlight all year round.

The fallen leaves formed a thick layer on the ground.

Click.

A different voice came from Hefferson's feet nearby.

The strength of the four people was extraordinary, and they could immediately feel that there was something wrong with the sound. They immediately looked in the direction of Heferson, only to see that the high priest of the elves was frowning at this moment. He squatted down, stretched out his hand to push away the fallen leaves on the ground, and soon a pale thing came into view.

Hefferson picked it up and found that it was half of a skull that had been crushed.

Then push aside the leaves around the skull, and a complete skull will appear in everyone's eyes.

Obviously, these are the remains of a cultivator who once broke into the Soul Burial Forest but ultimately failed to leave.

The skeleton is very small.

It couldn’t be a child. A child wouldn’t have the strength to break into the Soul Burial Forest. It could only be... a dwarf.

This should be a master of the dwarf tribe.

It was not a good sign when we encountered such a skeleton just a few steps into the Soul Burial Forest. The most surprising thing was that the dwarf was very close to the entrance of the canyon. It was said that he could leave this strange forest as long as he rushed out a few more steps, but he ultimately failed to escape from the Soul Burial Forest.