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

A cloud of gray mist seeped out from the crack torn in mid-air.

That is... the soul.

Just as the spirit appeared, an unprecedentedly powerful pressure instantly descended from the sky.

Plop, plop, plop.

The sounds of people falling to the ground continued. The dark crowd around the altar could not bear the pressure from the sky, and they all knelt on the ground, their bodies shaking constantly. It was difficult for them to describe what it felt like. It was as if invisible pressure was surging from all directions, squeezing their bodies madly, and their entire bodies were about to turn into meat paste.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was pinching their hearts. With just a little force, their hearts would instantly turn into minced meat.

It was as if a huge net enveloped their souls, and the overwhelming pressure made it difficult for their souls to even have the slightest thought of struggling or resisting.

Originally, some people wanted to see what the gods looked like. After all, such an opportunity to admire the face of gods was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. But when the gods' souls really appeared in this world, they were surprised to find that all their previous thoughts were nothing but illusions.

The pressure was so terrifying that the whole world trembled.

The ground beneath my feet was shaking violently, as if an earthquake was coming, and the surrounding space was like glass that had been hit violently, with cracks spreading rapidly, as if it would completely collapse in the next second.

This is a space created by forty-nine demigods working together. It is such a solid existence, but now it is on the verge of collapse under the pressure of the gods.

Even this world couldn't bear such pressure, so how could those people kneeling on the ground around them bear it? They wanted to see the face of the god, but found that they couldn't move at all under the pressure. They could only crawl on the ground, with their foreheads pressed against the cold floor, and swear their submission with the most respectful and humble attitude.

The gods have not yet truly descended, and some of the weaker members of the Andre family with weaker mental powers are unable to withstand the breath of the gods, and signs of erosion and pollution have appeared on their bodies.

Dark lines began to wriggle beneath the skin like long, thin worms.

Sharp screams, painful cries, and wails that were close to madness came one after another.

Puff puff……

At this moment, a series of explosion sounds were heard out of nowhere.

Some members who could not withstand the erosion and pressure of the gods had their bodies completely destroyed. It was as if a time bomb was installed in their bodies and they exploded. Blood, flesh and bones splattered everywhere, and a strong smell of blood began to spread around the altar.

The spurting blood turned into a thick scarlet fog, slowly wriggling between heaven and earth.

Who could have imagined that when gods came to the world, the first thing they brought was not glory, but death in large numbers.

In a short period of time, hundreds of low-level members of the Andre family died.

The survivors were terrified, but the intense fear, as well as the awe and servility towards the gods that they had been instilled with over the years, made them dare not even think of resisting. They could only swear their loyalty in their hearts more devoutly.

Those who died were guilty.

They hope to obtain pardon in this way.

In order not to attract attention, Ron and his companions had to lower their bodies temporarily.

Partridge and Hefferson couldn't help but become anxious.

They didn't understand why Ron was still restraining himself from taking action at this moment.

Isn’t this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

The thirteen ancestors have invested all their energy and focus in maintaining the road to heaven, and have no time to take care of this side. A sneak attack at this time will definitely be twice the result with half the effort.

Could it be that Ron really wanted to wait for both souls to appear and then kill the two gods together?

Crazy?

Partridge and Hefferson even had the urge to take action ahead of time.

However, thinking of what they had discussed before, they suppressed the impulse in their hearts again. After all, each of them had some hidden tricks that they would never show to others. They believed that Ron must have such tricks as well.

But what kind of method is that that even allows one to kill the soul of a god?

Is it possible to be overconfident?

Patridge and Hefferson tried their best to endure it. They were not stupid. Although they did have some doubts in their hearts at the beginning, they soon understood Ron's plan.

Their purpose is to disrupt the ceremony of the gods' coming.

In this respect, it is the same.

However, there are some differences in some specific details.

Patrich and Hefferson only intended to destroy the sacrificial ceremony and prevent the gods from descending to the Dusk Continent in order to gain a brief peace.

Ron was obviously more wild. He even tried to destroy everything, even the gods.

They thought their personalities were arrogant enough, but now they find that Ron, their junior, is the real madman... Although they were surprised by Ron's boldness at the beginning, these two old foxes soon seemed to be stimulated by Ron's heroism.

The two men grinned, with a slightly exaggerated, slightly twisted and crazy smile on their faces, a silent, but increasingly creepy smile.

Hahahaha...

Be a coward for life, or be a hero for a while?

If it were before, they would definitely choose the former without hesitation. After all, only by being alive can there be hope.

But now, they have begun to doubt the path they have been sticking to... Are they really happy hiding from place to place and living in fear like before?

They couldn't help but ask themselves, is there really any meaning in living like this?

Is this really the life you want?

They are the most outstanding geniuses and the most powerful beings in the Dusk Continent. They have their own pride, but look at what kind of life they lived before? To put it nicely, they are high priests and sages.

But in reality, they just have a long life, just living a miserable life, living worse than dogs.

They are the real seniors...but look at it, now even a junior like Ron has the courage to give it his all and give it a try. As seniors, can they only hide behind?

Don't they want to lose face?

The smiles on the faces of the two old guys, Patridge and Hefferson, became more and more intense.

But this smile is different from the previous sinister smile, twisted smile, and fake kind smile. The current smile has become confident, crazy, open-minded, and transparent...

A thought has quietly emerged in my mind:

Killing God?

Haha, it’s not like I haven’t done it before.

Compared to the mental journey of the two old foxes, Patridge and Hefferson, Philomena's situation was much simpler. She was just waiting for Ron's signal.

Although Philomena also felt that it was most appropriate to take action now, but after spending such a long time together, facing powerful evil spirits together, and fighting against the god of death Benavidez together, Philomena already had enough trust in Ron.

Even if there is a contradiction and conflict between Ron's judgment and her own, Philomena will still subconsciously choose to believe Ron.

In comparison, Daphne's condition is more stable.

Daphne didn't care about any gods coming to the world. This time she appeared in the Andre family's lair. She came to destroy and kill. Killing one would make her break even, and killing two would make a profit.

Of course, Daphne was very sure that the descendants of the Andre family who died in her hands were definitely more than just one or two. She would use her own power to make the Andre family understand what it meant to feel deep pain and what it meant to be...despair.

The process of a god descending to earth is not easy.

The gray-black fog kept wriggling, emerging little by little from the cracks in the sky.

No one knew how much time had passed before the gray fog completely descended upon this world. After it completely appeared, this group of gray fog was not in a hurry to shape its own form. Instead, it slowly floated down along the road to the sky. Its target was very obvious, which was Mansfield below.

At this time, Mansfield's fear had reached an unprecedented limit. He screamed desperately and squirmed his huge body, trying to escape from this place, but no matter how hard he tried, his body could not move. He could only watch the gray fog getting closer and closer to him.

An indescribable chill swept over him, and Mansfield even felt that his body and skin were covered with a layer of gray.

Decay, decay.

Not only Mansfield, but also a large number of people around could truly feel this kind of atmosphere, as if as long as a gust of wind blew, their bodies and souls would disappear like sand.

This is the god of decay and decline.

The distance is getting closer.

Ron's breathing became more and more rapid.

A pair of eyes turned scarlet, and only the pupils were staring at the sky, staring at the crack in the sky.

He was waiting anxiously. Ron knew very well how terrifying the task that was now pressing on him was, and he dared not relax at all.

In comparison, the expressions on the faces of the thirteen old guys including Regias on the other side became more excited than ever before. As long as this cloud of gray fog and this soul descended on Mansfield, the ritual of divine descent would be half successful.

After all, although Mansfield is the Dragon Prince and has decent strength, his soul is like garbage in front of the gods and is not worth mentioning.

Next, it is time to lead the next god to the human world.

The thirteen old fellows had to force more blood out of their shriveled bodies to maintain the road to heaven.

These thirteen old men were much crazier than Ron had imagined. They were planning to complete both ceremonies of divine descent at once.

Sure enough, when the soul of the God of Decay and Fall was less than a hundred meters away from Mansfield's body, a hint of icy white color suddenly appeared in the crack in the sky.

Generally speaking, souls appear in a gray fog state.

Whether it is a god or an ordinary creature in the underworld.

Just like the gods in the underworld before, the soul is a large mass of violently wriggling gray fog.

But this time it was different. Although fog gradually seeped through the cracks in the sky, the fog was not gray or black. Instead, it was a strange white, like ice crystals, as white as snowflakes.

Just as the white mist appeared, Ron seemed to hear a faint crackling sound in his ears, as if something was being frozen quickly.

In this world, the temperature began to drop rapidly at an unprecedented rate.

Ron could clearly see that the air he exhaled from his nostrils turned into a white mist, and even his eyelashes and eyebrows were covered with a light layer of white frost.

cold.

Bone-chilling cold, enough to freeze the soul.

It seemed like in the blink of an eye, the whole world entered the Ice Age.

Ron's lips were trembling slightly as his eyes spread out. He could clearly see that the figures around him had quickly turned into stiff ice sculptures. The blood in their bodies had completely solidified, and the scarlet ice crystals had pierced their skin, leaving cracks all over the surface of the corpses.

This is... the Ice God.

Ron once estimated that the being occupying Montelicia's body was most likely the repairman, but it seemed that his judgment was wrong.

However, judging from the impact caused by the appearance of the Ice God, this god's status and strength among the gods should be the best among the best.

All this time, Montelicia stood quietly on the altar, motionless.

Even when the God of Decay and Ruin came before, the expression on Montelicia's face did not change at all. But this time, Montelicia finally moved. She slowly raised her head, and her cold eyes silently gazed at the sky.

His cold face, which had always been calm, finally showed some solemnity.

Then, the lips on that gorgeous and beautiful face suddenly curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile.

It is a mockery and also a provocation!

Then, she tapped her toes lightly on the altar, and the next moment, Montelicia's body suddenly rushed into the air, and the soul of the god of decay and decline, which was only fifty meters away from Mansfield's body, floated over.

This sudden change instantly shocked the thirteen ancestors.

"Montericia, what are you doing?"

"Stop..."

"Damn bitch, you're looking for death..."

In an instant, angry curses rang out one after another.

However, these thirteen old fellows still wanted to maintain the road to heaven. For a moment, there was no way to stop them. They did not dare to withdraw the road to heaven at this time. You must know that a wisp of the Ice God's soul has appeared in this world now. If the road to heaven is withdrawn at this time, it would be equivalent to directly tearing the Ice God's soul apart. The consequences of doing so are definitely not something they can bear.

Just around the altar, seventy or eighty masters of the Destruction Realm finally reacted, although they were a little slow. Their faces changed drastically, and they soared into the air, rushing towards Montelicia in mid-air.

On the other side, Ron also exhaled slightly.

it's time.

I have to say that Montelicia grasped the timing just right.

If it was a little later, the soul of the God of Decay and Fall would have taken over Mansfield's body, and in a very short time, it would have formed a terrifying combat power that might even surpass those of the ancestors. If it was a little earlier, without the Road to Heaven involving the energy of the thirteen ancestors, they would have been surrounded by the thirteen ancestors in an instant.

Since Montelicia has already taken action, Ron will naturally not stand idly by.

It's time to go crazy.

After all, a soul without a physical body to protect it... is the weakest.

God is no exception!

Ron's mouth curled up into a faint smile, and the next moment, two fingers suddenly crossed, and there was a snapping sound:

"Possessed by the Dragon God!"

[Dragon God Possession - Summons a ray of the Dragon God's will and attaches it to the user. You will gain the Dragon God's power in a short time. This skill will cause great damage to the user's body, so please be careful. Use, can only be used seven times in a lifetime. 】

This is Ron's real trump card!

Ron had mastered this ability a long, long time ago.

However, Ron has never used this power, partly because he has other means to deal with the difficulties he encounters.

On the other hand, it is because of the damage caused to the physical body by the dragon god's possession.

This move can only be used when the physical body is extremely strong. Ron has no doubt that if he uses the Dragon God's possession before reaching the state of destruction, his physical body will be completely destroyed in an instant.

But now, it should be OK.

The next moment, Ron felt an unprecedentedly powerful force suddenly surging out from his body.

He even had the illusion that his body had turned into a wildly inflated balloon that had been blown to the extreme.

hold head high.

Roar!

Following a violent dragon roar, the shadow of a golden dragon appeared out of thin air behind Ron.

Chapter 2 presented