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

Avatar, the wrath of the goddess of dawn.

It is precisely because he needs to use this powerful magical power that Ron needs Niafu and Philomena to buy time for himself.

In Ostara's fragments, there are a total of three magical powers recorded, one for protection, one for assistance, and one for destruction. The Phantom of the Goddess of Dawn is a protective type of magical power. While it can provide the user with protection comparable to absolute defense, it also has the ability to restrain all kinds of evil pollution.

The anger of the Dawn Goddess is the most murderous and destructive magical power among them.

The Goddess of Dawn brings more than just warmth.

You know, according to the records in the Pantheon, the Dawn Goddess is ranked second among the 999 gods. Her strength far exceeds that of ordinary gods. It is even said that after the fall of the Dusk Dynasty, it was the Dawn Goddess Ostara who was the first to be born with spiritual intelligence.

During the first and second wars of the gods, the goddess of dawn, Ostara, was also the leader.

When the Dawn Goddess is angry, she can also bring about monstrous destruction.

The Dawn Goddess's Wrath was a magical power that consumed a lot of body energy. Even with Ron's strength, it was difficult for him to perform this move. His face looked more serious than ever before, his eyes were full of solemnity, his eyes were lowered, and his lips moved quickly.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a faint sound coming out of Ron's mouth quickly.

He seemed to be praying for something.

There seemed to be a hazy white light flickering above his body, which was almost merged with the projection of the Goddess of Dawn behind him.

Suddenly, Ron's eyes finally opened, and a silver light flashed in his pupils:

"God said, let there be light!"

Ron hummed.

The projection of the Goddess of Dawn behind him trembled her slender fingers slightly, and the sky covered by darkness began to light up.

In an instant, the darkness disappeared.

The long sword in the hands of the Goddess of Dawn seemed to turn into a rising sun in an instant. Countless dazzling white lights instantly burst out from the sword body. It was impossible to tell how numerous the densely packed sword lights were. The so-called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Their Origin was nothing more than this.

Even Niafu and Philomena could clearly feel the power contained in this magical power. For a split second, they could only see sharp sword lights whizzing past their eyes.

Covering the earth and blocking out the sun.

The polluted areas and dark areas created by the evil spirits were cut into pieces by the sword lights, and there were broken cracks everywhere.

The sword light was as dense as rain.

They circled in mid-air, entangled with each other as if they were spiritual beings.

Although the sword lights had not yet launched an attack, the evil spirit Cassio seemed to have instinctively sensed the threat and subconsciously moved his remaining tentacles to try to block the rain of swords.

Even the Scarlet Knights were dispatched by Cassio.

All living things have an instinctive fear of death, and Cassio is no exception. Even though Cassio will be reborn after death and even become more powerful, Cassio does not want to die for no reason.

At this moment, the sword rain seemed to have received some kind of order. The next moment, all the sword rains suddenly flew towards the sky together. In an instant, it seemed as if a waterfall had appeared in the sky, and it seemed as if a Milky Way had appeared.

The sword lights began to stay at the predetermined positions, and in a short moment, a huge mystical magic array was formed in the sky above. The position where each sword light stayed was extremely sophisticated, and together they formed a huge and complex pattern.

At this moment, if there were a god nearby, he would definitely be able to recognize the meaning of this pattern.

That is, the ancestral character!

It is the first type of writing born on the Dusk Continent.

And what this text means is... kill!

Just as the killing formation constructed with the ancestral characters appeared, the next moment, all the sword lights suddenly became brighter, followed by the sound of buzzing in the air, and dense sword rain carrying the ancestral killing characters fell from the sky.

There was a long trail of light behind the sword, like a dazzling flame.

At that moment, the sword light almost became the only thing between heaven and earth.

Even a powerful being like the evil spirit Cassio instinctively felt fear under the rain of swords. A sharp and fearful howl emanated from his oval body, and the remaining tentacles quickly coiled above his head, trying to use the tentacles to block the rain of swords.

But, how could the wrath of the Dawn Goddess be so easily blocked?

Even though Ron's realm is not enough, it can even be said that he is far from reaching the point where he can release his supernatural powers.

Even though the energy in Ron's body has been almost completely drained by the wrath of the Goddess of Dawn, when the wrath of the Goddess of Dawn is officially displayed, it only represents destruction.

An invisible wind seemed to be blowing between heaven and earth.

The sword light was falling faster and faster.

Before the sword rain even fell on Cassio's body, Cassio's soul could immediately feel countless holiness, love, compassion, and even punishment, judgment and other different thoughts pouring into his soul.

Cassio is an evil spirit. Although he has a soul, it has always been crazy and chaotic. At this moment, Cassio's soul has become even more chaotic. On the oval body, there are even strange faces of surprise, panic, anger, or madness. In an instant, the body that is like a mountain is almost submerged by countless human faces.

There are countless faces intertwined, overlapping and hazy.

At first glance, they are so densely packed that one's scalp almost splits and one's whole body is covered with goose bumps. One has no idea how many faces there are, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or more?

These human faces are all lives that were slaughtered by Cassio thousands of years ago. Their souls were all absorbed into Cassio's body and almost merged with Cassio's soul. On a normal day, they are indistinguishable from each other and are just part of this chaos.

These devoured souls are also one of the reasons why Cassio becomes more and more powerful.

The law of rebirth that Cassio mastered was not a simple law of rebirth. In fact, Cassio used the process of his own death and rebirth to completely integrate the souls of those he had killed and swallowed earlier into his own soul.

Every process of death and rebirth is actually a process of fusion and digestion.

But now, these souls seemed to have been strongly stimulated by something. They were struggling and squirming desperately in Cassio's soul, as if trying to break free from Cassio's restraints. Even the outlines of Cassio's facial features were forced to appear on his thick skin.

Those countless human faces opened their mouths desperately and made the most miserable and shrill sounds.

The strange sounds mixed together, like waves, instantly sweeping around. Philomena, who had just dealt with a scarlet knight in front of her, changed her expression slightly, pointed her toes, and suddenly stepped back.