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

The God of Wilderness, Nabelar, can be said to be the most distinctive among all the gods.

She does not have the slightest bit of the pride that comes from being a god above others; she is enthusiastic, lively and free-spirited.

Nabelar didn't want to become a plaything in the hands of the administrators, nor did she want the billions of creatures on the Dusk Continent to become pets that could be manipulated at will. She wanted freedom, and she was willing to fight for it.

In Nabelar's eyes, the creatures on the Dusk Continent, although weak, are so cute.

When the orcs in the north built a palace for her and worshipped her as a god who could protect them, Nabelar had already treated these orcs as her own children. So when the evil spirits were ravaging the Dusk Continent, even though Nabelar knew that her body was no longer fit to continue fighting, and that if she did nothing and took good care of herself, she might still have a chance to survive, but once she fought with the evil spirits, her chance of survival would be completely cut off.

But, what can we do even if we know this?

After all, Nabelar couldn't bear to watch the orcs die one after another under the ravages of the evil spirits.

So she took action, and exchanged her own life for thousands of years of peace for the Orcs.

Even after this, when the orcs' faith in the God of Wilderness gradually faded, and even the Temple of the God of Wilderness became dilapidated and decayed, and even buried by wind and snow, Nabelar did not feel the slightest bit of dissatisfaction or regret.

She thinks this is fine.

After all, although she has not died yet, she really no longer has the power to continue protecting the orcs. If the orcs can change their beliefs and obtain the protection of other gods, it will also be a good choice.

She used her remaining strength to restore her body. She knew that she would gradually die of exhaustion. This might be a very long process, but at least, Nabelar hoped that she could still maintain her dignity when she died.

Since suppressing Cassio, Nabelar has begun to search for inheritance on the Dusk Continent, trying to pass on her own power, thoughts and will.

She wants to choose a creature with extremely superior character and talent to inherit her power.

If one only has character but no talent, then inheritance is the same as no inheritance.

If one only has talent but bad character, then the so-called inheritance will only bring more trouble to the Dusk Continent.

A thousand years ago, she met a good candidate. That person was extremely talented and had a good character. Apart from his almost paranoid liking for nuns, he had no other problems.

Nabelar originally wanted to pass on all her skills to this person, but she didn't expect that this person's talent was so exaggerated. Before Nabelar even figured out how to contact this person, she found that this person's strength was no less than hers.

He never expected that this man would eventually develop his skills to the point where he could compete with the repairman, and even gouged out one of the repairman's eyes. This was even more exaggerated than when he broke the nose of an administrator. It was a pity that such a good talent would eventually die at the hands of the repairman.

Perhaps it was because she had seen such an outstanding existence that Nabelar's vision became higher. After that, although Nabelar also searched many places, she still did not meet a suitable successor. Either this place was not good enough or that place was not good enough.

To the extent that the inheritance of this power has almost become a source of worry for Nabelar. If she fails to find a suitable successor, Nabelar will not be able to rest in peace even if she dies.

This situation made Nabelar anxious. She knew that she didn't have much time left. In a few decades, she might die completely.

Fortunately, her luck was pretty good.

She finally picked out two pretty good inheritors, Bai Lan and Bai Yuan.

These two sisters were as beautiful as flowers, and their looks and figures were no less attractive than his. Although their talents were not as good as that of the monster in the past, they were still among the best among the orcs.

The most important thing is, of the two sisters, one is compassionate and wants to save the orcs from disaster, while the other has a clear and pure mind. Only one of them may not be able to fully inherit her power, but if both of them inherit a part of it, I think they should be able to bear it, right?

call……

Ron let out a long breath.

The memory fragments in front of him flickered quickly and gradually dissipated.

The expression on his face was a little complicated. After flipping through Nabelar's memory at a very fast speed, Ron already knew in his heart that Nabelar had no evil thoughts towards Bai Lan.

I guess right now, in the fox girl clan's tent, Bai Yuan is probably going through the same experience as her sister.

It is an opportunity for Bai Lan and Bai Yuan to be chosen by Nabelar.

Perhaps, after successfully obtaining the inheritance of the God of Wilderness, the Orcs will have two more true masters.

It can even be said that Ron also had some special feelings towards the Goddess of Wilderness Nabelar.

It is respect, admiration, and adoration, but there is no pity. The appearance of pity in Nabelar is disrespectful to the God of the Wilderness.

This is a true god, a god who is truly worthy of being praised by everyone and worthy of incense offerings. Compared to Nabelar, those so-called administrators are simply a bunch of meaningless garbage.

Ever since her self-consciousness awakened, Nabelar has been fighting for freedom and to protect her believers. Even though her believers have become indifferent to her faith, she has never developed any bad feelings because of this and she still protects her people.

Although she was unable to witness the final victory, she can definitely be called a great warrior.

Even when she was about to die, she was still thinking about her believers.

Ron didn't say anything else, but bowed respectfully to Nabelar, believing that this god deserved his courtesy.

Ron didn't know if it was his illusion, but when he looked up again, he found that there was a faint smile on Nabelar's face.

It is a clear and bright smile.

It is a smile that feels relaxed after putting down a heavy burden, yet full of hope.

Nabelar was already extremely beautiful, and with such a bright smile, she looked even more beautiful. Just by looking at Nabelar's current appearance, Ron could imagine how graceful the God of Wilderness was when he was fighting with the Administrator.

Click!

The crisp sound entered Ron's ears.

The voice was very soft, but Ron's body even trembled slightly.

His face turned gloomy, he knew that the final moment had finally arrived.

On the small and delicate face of the wild goddess Nabelar, cracks gradually appeared.

Click, click, click...

The sounds became more and more frequent.

Nabelar's body seemed to have turned into a piece of porcelain that had been hit hard, with dense cracks all over the body in a short period of time.

This goddess who had fought for her entire life, could no longer hold on after finally finding the right inheritance. Both her body and soul had reached their limits.

Woo…woo…woo!

There seemed to be a howling wind.