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

What fell was blood.

Ron's blood.

Amid the rolling dark clouds, Philomena couldn't tell what Ron's current situation was.

he got hurt.

The spear evolved from the sixth heavenly thunder easily pierced through Ron's palm when he stretched out his right hand and tried to catch the thunder.

No matter how hard the skin is, it cannot withstand the power of thunder.

The spear tore Ron's flesh and blood, then broke Ron's bones, and went straight through Ron's thick and long arm and soaked into his bone marrow. Except for a little bit of the gun handle exposed outside, the rest of it had completely entered Ron's body.

Drops of blood slowly fell along the torn wound in Ron's palm.

Then, it shattered like ice crystals, exploding into large pieces of blood, bright, severe, and creepy.

Does it hurt?

hurts a little.

However, this kind of pain was well within Ron's tolerance.

The handle of the spear that evolved from the sixth heavenly thunder was still shaking violently. It was obvious that Ron's right hand and arm were not its targets. What it really wanted to destroy was Ron's head and his soul.

The gun was trembling.

Trying to break free from Ron's grasp.

But at this moment, Ron's left hand suddenly raised up and gently tapped the gun handle. With a "swish", the entire spear and the power of the entire sixth heavenly thunder were completely infused into Ron's right arm.

The next second, golden light appeared on Ron's body.

Countless golden lights seemed to be affected by Ron's power and began to become crooked, like strange silk threads, wrapping around the right arm, trying to completely digest the sixth heavenly thunder in the right arm.

Rumble…

At this moment, the power of the sixth heavenly thunder seemed unwilling to be absorbed by Ron, and exploded in Ron's arm.

In an instant, a scarlet ring suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. Even the dark clouds could not cover its radiance, as if a huge red moon was hanging in the sky.

Ron groaned and stepped back.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face looked pale.

Looking at Ron's current appearance, his entire right arm has disappeared, from the skin and flesh to the bones, everything has disappeared completely.

The explosive impact, like a raging storm or a tsunami that was enough to engulf an entire city, hit Ron's chest heavily with a few crisp cracking sounds in between. Ron's chest suddenly caved in, and several ribs were broken under this violent impact.

Tsk.

Ron made an indistinct sound mixed with blood foam.

The muscles on his eyebrows, cheeks and lips twitched slightly. Several broken bones were poking into his heart, which did not feel good.

It is worthy of being a thunder from the sky. The destructive power is truly terrifying.

Ron dared to believe that, apart from himself, there should be no other being in the realm of destruction in the entire Dusk Continent who could withstand the sixth heavenly thunder.

His soul trembled.

The sixth heavenly thunder was more damaging to the soul than the previous five thunders combined. It caused a huge wave in his spiritual space, and his soul could only curl up in a corner, enduring wave after wave of impacts.

Boom.

At this moment, lightning flashed out from the dark clouds again.

The originally dark world was covered by dazzling lights.

The seventh thunderbolt appeared without any moral principles.

According to the trading rules, a certain amount of time must be left between every two heavenly thunders to allow the practitioner to recover from his injuries.

But it is obvious that the manipulator of the robbery cloud no longer intends to abide by this rule. As for what price he will bear after breaking the rule, the manipulator of the robbery cloud no longer has any intention to think about it.

At this moment, he just wanted to completely destroy this cockroach that could not be chopped or killed.

Even if he might suffer backlash, even if it meant paying a huge price, he had to kill Ron.

This guy is really too weird.

This was already the sixth heavenly thunder, but it failed to kill Ron and only caused him some minor injuries. Once such a strange existence allowed Ron to fully grow up, the threat it would bring would be immeasurable.

The manipulator behind the scenes, the last guy who survived the nine tribulations of heavenly thunder, was named... Archibald.

Blasphemer.

Several gods died at the hands of this guy.

Even the repairman had one of his eyes dug out by this guy.

This was the result of realizing that something was wrong. If this guy was given a few hundred years... no, even just a few decades or years to develop, it would probably not be the repairman's eyes that were taken away, but his entire head.

For this kind of existence beyond common sense, we must nip it in the bud even if it means paying a price.

Different from the previous thunder.

The seventh wave of thunder did not consist of just one flash of lightning, but countless ones.

In an instant, the thick dark clouds were filled with traces of lightning flashing rapidly.

Lightning jumped and raged.

The aura of destruction swept across a wide area, leaving no corner untouched.

Rumble…

Accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, dense arcs of electricity fell.

Some lightning bolts failed to fall on Ron, deviated from their original trajectory, and hit the Dulles Mountains. Unfortunately, the mountaintops in the Dulles Mountains had collapsed, and even an eight-hundred-meter-high mountain range was suppressed deep into the earth. The barrier that originally separated the orcs and humans was once again severely damaged at this time.

Every time a bolt of lightning struck, large pieces of debris flew everywhere.

The solid, huge mountain range five or six thousand meters high has completely turned into tofu dregs at this moment.

Almost in an instant, the mountain range that was at least tens of thousands meters long was destroyed and turned into broken, angular gravel on the ground.

Philomena couldn't even resist the impact of the destructive aura in the air. She had to retreat again, and at the same time she became more worried about Ron's situation.

This is already the seventh heavenly thunder.

Isn’t it over yet?

Not really yet.

Amidst the dark clouds, Ron was in a miserable state.

His huge body had already become broken, starting from his left shoulder and spreading to his lower abdomen, half of his body had disappeared without a trace.

A large amount of internal organs slowly squirmed out of the body. The right half of the head was gone, and the torn wound was charred.

Even so, there were still a large number of electric arcs entangled on Ron. Every time the electric arc flashed and every time the crackling sound was heard, a piece of flesh and blood would be blown away, and a section of internal organs would be turned into black charcoal.

Some electric arcs even entangled together and evolved into strange life forms, which seemed to be humans, but crawled on the ground, drilled into Ron's body through his tattered wounds, and gnawed at Ron's internal organs.

The whole body was almost completely paralyzed.

Only the left eyeball was still rotating slowly, indicating that Ron was not completely dead yet and was still alive.

At this moment, if there was a person with a little less courage, seeing Ron's appearance, he would probably be scared to insanity, right?

Does it still hurt?

do not know.

Ron was completely unconscious.

That damn, unsportsmanlike bastard didn't even give Ron time to rest and prepare. In this wave, except for a few lightning bolts that accidentally exploded on the Dulles Mountains, almost all the power of the other tens of thousands of lightning bolts was absorbed by Ron.

This was very disadvantageous for Ron. Without any preparation and with his body injured, the seventh heavenly thunder directly caused serious damage to Ron. If Ron could be given a little more time to prepare, he would never be in such a mess.

Ron even felt that his will had become scattered and rigid, and for a moment he even lost the ability to think.

However, for Ron, the real crisis has just begun.

The controller of the robbery cloud was obviously very satisfied with Ron's current half-dead state. In his eyes, he only had one step left to completely destroy Ron and get rid of this heretic who was stirring up trouble in the Dusk Continent.

The desire to kill arises.

Rumble...Rumble...

In this dimly lit world, arcs of electricity bring fleeting brightness to the world.

Among the dense arcs, two lightning bolts stood out particularly brightly.

The first lightning was formed by the entanglement of countless thick electric currents.

The lightning kept wriggling in the air, changing its shape. The electric current was gradually lengthening, and finally it turned into a terrifying electric python that was at least a kilometer long. Even Ron's huge body, which was hundreds of meters tall, seemed extremely small in front of this electric python and was not worth mentioning at all.

This is the eighth heavenly thunder, named Body Shattering.

This bolt of heavenly thunder will not cause any harm to the soul, but the damage to the body will be increased to the limit.

No matter how strong the body is, it is destined to be reduced to ashes under this thunderbolt.

Even when Archibald was undergoing tribulation a thousand years ago, he could not withstand this heavenly thunder. If Archibald did not have some other means, he would have died under this heavenly thunder long ago.

The second lightning was formed by countless arcs interweaving.

The whole body is shaped like a scimitar and is extremely sharp.

This is the ninth heavenly thunder, named Soul-Severing.

This lightning will not cause any harm to the physical body.

But at the same time, the physical body will not pose any obstacle to this heavenly thunder at all. It can simply ignore the target's physical body and directly attack the target's soul, which is equivalent to having a 100% defense-breaking effect.

Unless there are special secret techniques concerning the soul, no power can withstand the attack of the Soul Slayer.

A bolt of lightning targets the body.

A bolt of lightning, targeting the soul.

The eighth and ninth heavenly thunder appeared at the same time.

This damn robbery cloud manipulator really doesn't give me any chance to survive.

Even though Ron's mind was in turmoil, he still couldn't help but feel a strong sense of anger emerging from the depths of his consciousness.

The tattered half of his face was even twisted together due to the intense anger. The bloody face looked hideous already, and it was even more horrifying to look at it now.

It looked like a terrifying ghost that had crawled out from the abyss of hell, or a ferocious beast from the barbaric times, trying to devour someone.

The lone right eye was fixed on the two bolts of lightning that were ready to strike.

Okay, okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

With extreme hatred and anger, Ron slowly raised his right hand.

There was almost no good flesh left on the entire right arm, and traces of white bones could be seen everywhere.

Even this piece of white bone was riddled with holes caused by lightning.

The arm bones even look a little twisted.

Although this arm still exists, it is not much different from not existing.

But at this moment, Ron was struggling to control his arm, pointing it towards the dark clouds above his head. His five pale finger bones were slightly bent, as if he was holding something extremely heavy. Every movement was so slow, and Ron grinned:

"Nine-step Heavenly Monument!"

The first chapter is presented