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

Twilight Temple!

The former palace of the Twilight Dynasty.

It is also the place where Zhou Yang grew up and lived after traveling to this world, and it is also the place where Zhou Yang died.

Zhou Yang returned to the Dusk Temple again... Of course, Zhou Yang was not stupid enough to think that he just wanted to reminisce about his childhood memories. Zhou Yang should be very clear that he was also a thorn in the repairman's side, and his every move was watched by the repairman.

In this situation, Zhou Yang still had to return to the Temple of Dusk, and even meet him in the Temple of Dusk himself.

In this case, there is only one possibility, that is, some existence in the Temple of Dusk is extremely important to Zhou Yang, or even to Ron.

Ron pondered in his heart, and everything he had experienced in the Temple of Dusk quickly emerged in his mind. What kind of existence could have such important significance?

The tall city-state and the countless dead souls in the Temple of Dusk flashed through my mind.

There is also the tall and skinny Dusk Clan warrior.

Scenes flashed by quickly and finally stopped at one place.

There is... the royal tomb!

That’s right, it’s the royal tomb.

It is the mausoleum of the royal family of the Twilight Dynasty, where successive Twilight Kings are buried.

Ron would never forget that in this huge mausoleum, there were ancient bronze coffins everywhere, and the coffins were wrapped with thick black chains. The method was very similar to the scene where the last Dusk King was suppressed.

Ron would never forget that it was in this royal mausoleum that he encountered the ridiculously powerful and unreasonable gravekeeper. He was chased all the way by the gravekeeper and almost died at his hands.

Of course, the gravekeeper might have had his brain rusted by the time he had been guarding the mausoleum for too long. In short, his brain was not very flexible and he was eventually fooled by Ron. He even passed on to Ron the compression magic techniques he had learned during the thousands of years of guarding the mausoleum.

In the end, he was poisoned by Ron, and both sides were injured in the fight with the Vice Pope of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, and he was eventually beheaded.

From this perspective, the most valuable thing in the entire Dusk Temple is probably only one thing, and that is those ancient bronze coffins.

No, that's not right.

It's not an ancient bronze coffin.

To be precise, it should be the hundreds of corpses of Dusk Kings suppressed by the ancient bronze coffin.

Ron still clearly remembered that although those Twilight Kings had died and been buried long ago, when Ron was fighting with the gravekeeper, the coffins were still shaking violently and the corpses inside were struggling desperately.

There was even a coffin whose lid was about to be blown open.

In an instant, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Ron's mind.

Could it be that Zhou Yang’s real purpose is to release all the Twilight Kings suppressed by the ancient bronze coffin, or even resurrect all of them?

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When he thought of this, Ron couldn't help but take a breath, and the expression on his face became extremely weird.

You must know that these Twilight Kings, without exception, are the strongest in the entire Twilight Continent of their time. They are all of the same, and almost all of them are at the level of gods.

If he really was resurrected, wouldn't there be hundreds of god-level warriors appearing out of thin air on the Dusk Continent?

If this can really be achieved, then the administrators in the heavenly realm would seem to be nothing to be afraid of.

However, if Zhou Yang had already made such a plan, then he could just break the chains. Why did he let me go to the Temple of Dusk to meet him?

No matter what, Zhou Yang is the last Twilight King, and his strength is unquestionable. When he destroyed the Andre family seven years ago, Zhou Yang didn't even have time to complete the missing parts of his body. He only had a head, a torso, and a pair of arms.

The legs and the heart have not yet returned.

It can even be said that the fusion of the bodies is not yet complete.

But even in such a situation, Zhou Yang still easily seriously injured Regias and killed the two demigod-level ancestors.

This strength is definitely stronger than Ron.

Even Ron could easily break the chains on the ancient bronze coffin, so there was no reason why Zhou Yang, who was even stronger, couldn't do it.

It can even be said that even Partridge can do the same thing.

Unless, there are still certain limitations on Zhou Yang, which prevent Zhou Yang from fully exerting his strength when facing the ancient bronze coffin and the shackles of destiny.

Ron was still conscious and his thinking ability had fully recovered. He had considered various situations in a short period of time.

Philomena, however, had no idea what Ron was thinking. She was happily telling him everything that had happened in the past seven years.

She didn't know why. Philomena was not the kind of girl who talked a lot. It was better to say that because of everything she had experienced, Philomena's personality was even relatively introverted. But now, she could chat with Ron for a long time about some trivial matters. Not only did she not feel disgusted in her heart, but she even felt relaxed and comfortable.

Philomena didn't know why this change in herself occurred, but she didn't hate this feeling.

"By the way, two years ago, Patridge also came to see you once." Philomena seemed to remember something and said quickly: "But seeing that you were sleeping all the time, he left in disappointment."

"Although Patridge didn't tell you what he wanted to talk to you about, I think it should be related to his breakthrough to the God Realm."

"I can feel that Patridge's realm has completely reached the peak of the semi-god realm, and he is only one step away from the realm of god. Although he has worked hard to practice in recent years, he has never been able to take this step. I guess it's because you know more, so I want to talk to you."

"Last year, three bolts of lightning suddenly fell from the sky over the Elf Forest. Hundreds of square kilometers of forest in the center of the Elf Forest were directly blown into dust by the lightning."

"Although the news we received from the elves later said that it was just an ordinary thunderstorm, this may be enough for ordinary people, but it is far from enough to fool practitioners like us. It is not uncommon for us to encounter rain and thunder, but I have never heard of thunder that can directly destroy hundreds of square kilometers of forest. The power is no less than that of Patridge's desperate full-strength attack, and it is even more exaggerated."

"Although Heferson has remained silent, I seriously suspect that old fox Heferson has successfully transcended the tribulation and become a master of the demigod realm."

Ron raised his eyebrows, not feeling surprised by the result.

After all, Heferson's talent is definitely that of a child of destiny, and with the background of the Source of All Evil, it is really not a difficult task for him to improve his strength. If Heferson can let go of his fear and face, and shamelessly take advantage of the Source of All Evil, his strength will naturally increase.

Although the relationship between him and Heferson was rather delicate before, they were still comrades in arms who had jointly destroyed the Andre family. Ron was quite happy to know that Heferson's strength had improved.

"Granville and the Spang Theocracy are also relatively stable."

"Lydia and Dolores are both very capable women, and the two countries are managed in an orderly manner."

"Now the two countries have even signed a treaty and become allies. Just four or five years ago, several countries coveted the huge wealth brought by Granville's black oil business. They united together and tried to capture Granville."

"But unfortunately, Granville is different now. There are many experts in Granville, and there are also many fox girls and elves to help. Lydia also ordered a group of troops and many experts from the Spang Theocracy to enter Granville. The two countries joined forces, and even the coalition forces of seven or eight countries on the other side could not gain any advantage. In the end, they were forced to sign an armistice agreement. Not only did they pay a large amount of war reparations, but they even ceded more than a dozen cities."

"Granville's current territory has at least doubled compared to before, and it has almost become the country with the largest territory in the Dusk Continent."

"As for the war reparations, all of them will go to the Spang Theocracy. With this large sum of money, the average living standard of the Spang Theocracy will also rise sharply."

Philomena's chattering voice echoed in her ears. At this moment, the girl seemed to have completely turned into a chirping lark, telling everything she knew in her clear and pleasant voice.

Time passes by unknowingly.

……

Adams.

Granville Royal City.

In just a few years, Adams has undergone tremendous changes. It can be regarded as the most luxurious city in the Dusk Continent.

The royal palace that had once been in ruins was rebuilt in grandeur.

The streets were bustling with people coming and going.

People's faces are filled with smiles, which reflects their hope for the future.

The darkness, gloom, depression and despair that once hung over everyone's head have been swept away at some point. Now Adams, now Granville, is a vibrant country full of hope and future.

The Church of the Dawn Goddess is still the leader of the seven orthodox religions on the Dusk Continent.

The Great Saint Christian has completely retired and is said to have been practicing in seclusion for many years.

The current actual ruler of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn is the new Pope Virgil.

This person's strength may not be the strongest, but everyone has to admit that he is a very versatile guy who knows how to deal with people. Since ancient times, there have been irreconcilable contradictions between political power and divine power. Even with Ron acting as a mediator, there will occasionally be some frictions between the Granville Kingdom's political power and the Church of the Goddess of Dawn due to conflicts of interest.

Whenever these frictions arise, that is when Virgil shows his skills. He can always think of the right way to handle the conflicts properly. The most rare thing is that both the kingdom government and the church are very satisfied with Virgil's handling methods.

The disasters of the black beast and the young god have been completely quelled.

Generally speaking, the more turbulent and chaotic a society is, and the more dangerous the world is, the more favorable it is for the church to develop its faith.

People... no, not just humans, all intelligent life is the same. When they are extremely afraid, they will always subconsciously seek shelter from some illusory existence.

It is said that although the Dusk Continent has been in chaos in recent years, Granville has been quite peaceful. Although there have been invasions by hostile countries, they were driven out before they even stepped a few steps across the border. All conflicts have never occurred on Granville's territory, and Granville's residents have not been affected at all.

Normally, under such circumstances, the number of church believers would enter a period of decline. It would be good if the number of believers did not decrease, let alone increase.

But the reality is quite the opposite. The square in front of the cathedral is crowded with believers who kneel devoutly on the ground, singing hymns and praising the greatness of the Goddess of Dawn.

The number of believers and their fanaticism are even more exaggerated than when the Church of the Goddess of Dawn was at its most influential.

And all this is the result of the new Pope Virgil.

It has to be said that appointing Virgil as Pope was definitely one of the most correct decisions Christian had ever made in his life. Even some clergy who were originally dissatisfied with Virgil now have to admire Virgil's methods.

Inside the cathedral, a large number of clergy are busy. Everyone has work that must be dealt with, and their lives are tense and fulfilling.

But, among so many busy clergy there is one exception.

That's a woman.

She has a tall figure that makes men feel ashamed of themselves.

A pair of jade legs, straight and slender, as if carved from smooth and delicate jade.

The long sea-blue hair fell naturally behind her. As the warm wind blew, a touch of blue fluttered behind her, revealing a snow-white and delicate neck under the long azure blue hair.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that there's a hint of sadness in the girl's amethyst-like eyes.

This woman is Seraphina.

He is the current leader of the Church of the Dawn Goddess and the Knights of Dawn, and is also a powerful figure in the entire church.

Seraphina is beautiful.

Her beauty is different from that of ordinary women. It is not as gentle as that of ordinary girls, nor as noble and elegant as that of aristocratic women. It is a heroic beauty, a strong and resolute beauty.

It is that heroic temperament that has conquered countless clergymen in the Church of the Goddess of Dawn over the years.

In the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, the number of clergymen pursuing Seraphina is definitely no less than the number of those who are enamored with the Grand Saint.

Some people were initially dissatisfied with this leader of the Knights who was dropped completely out of the blue. However, after Seraphina personally led the knights under her command to eliminate the black beasts in the cities and even killed two young gods with her own hands, all the voices of doubt disappeared.

But now, the face of this heroic female knight clearly revealed a sense of loneliness. Even her purple gemstone-like eyes had slightly lost their luster, which made people feel distressed at a glance.

"Eh."

Not knowing what she was thinking about, Seraphina sighed quietly, turned around and walked towards her room.

In the eyes of outsiders, Seraphina had climbed from a knight in a small city to the position of leader of the Knights at the church headquarters in just a few years. This speed of promotion could definitely be called terrifying.

Her strength has even increased from heroic level to the current legendary six-star level in just a few years.

This speed of progress can definitely be called genius.

But only Seraphina herself knew that her strength was nothing compared to those of her previous companions.

Needless to say, her lover Ron's strength changes drastically every time they meet. Seraphina has no idea what level Ron will reach next time she sees him.

Even Irelia and Cecilia, who were originally weaker than him, have now left him far behind.

No matter how hard Seraphina practiced, the gap kept getting bigger.

Even a woman as proud as Seraphina couldn't help but feel a strong sense of regret, envy, and even jealousy in her heart.

She also wanted to be a helper to her lover like Irelia and Cecilia, instead of only being able to live under the protection of her lover.

However, she is not like Irelia, who has the blood of the Goddess of Dawn and the power of the Witch of Twilight. She is also not like Cecilia, who has inherited the legacy of the God of Blood and Destruction. Every bit of progress she makes requires great hard work and effort.

As the enemies Ron faced became stronger, the time she could spend with him became shorter and shorter.

Even though she is now the leader of the Knights of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, she didn't know since when the terrible enemies that Ron encountered were no longer something she could handle, and she didn't even have the qualifications to appear in front of the enemies.

Those terrifying beings didn't even need to take action. Even a glance from them could cause her spirit to collapse instantly.

Subconsciously, Seraphina clenched her fingers tightly.

She sped up.

She was unwilling to live in mediocrity, she wanted to become stronger.

Before long, Seraphina's figure appeared in front of the door. She pushed the door open with force and was about to go to the secret room to practice, but suddenly she found a figure in the hall.

He was able to sneak into his room silently, and he didn't even notice him before he saw his figure, or even when he pushed open the door. This alone shows that his strength is far superior to his own.

In an instant, Seraphina's pupils suddenly contracted, her body instantly tensed up, a chill surged from the soles of her feet to her heart, and she was ready for battle in an instant.

Chapter 2 presented