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

Curse of Doom.

Agnes possessed the power inherited from the god of plague and disaster. In Ron's eyes, the curse of doom was even considered one of the most terrible and cruel powers in the world.

On the surface, it seems that the Doom Curse has no direct killing power. Even if the target is hit by the Doom Curse, the target will not lose a piece of flesh or a drop of blood, and will still look alive and well.

But after this, the unlucky people who are cursed by bad luck will know what cruelty is.

Bad luck will always be around you.

When you walk on the road, you may accidentally step on dog poop, a flower pot may fall on your head, you may trip over your left foot and fall flat on your face, drinking cold water may get stuck in your teeth, and farting may hit your heels.

If you are in a combat state, then congratulations, you will understand more deeply what bad luck is.

It's obviously a rusty and blunt knife, but it might be able to cut your skin just right. Unfortunately, the tattered blade still has tetanus on it.

Just like Kurud now, he is extremely unlucky.

He was first knocked unconscious by a huge rock falling from above his head, and then tripped by a stone on the ground. When he wanted to fight back, a small stone hit his mouth, which directly stuck Kurud's voice in his throat, and he could no longer make a sound.

Without control, the flock of crows flew randomly in the sky, forming a mess.

The noisy sounds mixed together just give people a splitting headache.

At this moment, two long spears suddenly pierced through from below, and the sharp spear tips hit two real crows straight in the air… not the crows that were born in the gray fog later, but the crows that had been with Kurud from beginning to end.

The crows that lost control just flapped around in the air, having no ability to dodge the spears at all. The two spear tips pierced through the crows almost at the same time, hanging on the spear bodies. Immediately, Niafu and Philomena shook their hands lightly, and the bodies of the two crows were instantly shattered into pieces.

Suddenly, two blank spots appeared among the overwhelming flock of crows.

Feeling the death of the Dark Crow, Kurud became furious and suddenly jumped up from the ground. This action was so perfect that his mouth just opened and he didn't even have time to utter a syllable.

A long sword shining with milky white light appeared out of thin air in front of Kurud.

At first glance, that scene even gave people the illusion that Kurud was actively moving forward to meet the tip of the sword and wanted to bite the tip of the sword with his teeth.

Holy Sword of Dawn.

Forbidden spell of Dawn.

Kurud's hard body was as fragile as tofu dregs in front of the dawn magic and could not withstand a single blow.

Several teeth were broken by the Holy Sword of Dawn, and then the long sword formed by pure Dawn energy ruthlessly cut off Kurd's tongue and pierced through Kurd's head.

Under the strong impact, the holy sword carried Kurd's body and flew backwards. With a "puff", the long sword pierced through the wall, and Kurd's body was nailed to the wall.

But even so, Kurud still did not die.

For Kurud, who couldn't feel any pain at all, this injury was no different from not existing.

His arms were still supporting himself on the wall, allowing his skull and the holy sword to rub against each other, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Irelia was still gasping for breath. Although her strength had improved, it was still a big test for her to prepare a forbidden magic in such a short time.

There were dense beads of sweat on the pretty little face.

However, there was no trace of fatigue in Irelia's eyes, only excitement and impulse.

After so many years, she finally had the ability to stand beside Ron and fight alongside him. At this moment, Irelia felt extremely happy.

"Blast it."

Following Irelia's voice, the Holy Sword of Dawn that was poking into Kurud's head exploded.

In an instant, Kurud's head seemed to have turned into a glass lamp. Silver-white light burst out from Kurud's head, and his entire head was riddled with holes.

After two seconds, the head could no longer support itself and exploded, leaving only a headless corpse in front of him. Streams of blood gushed out from the broken neck, staining the ground with large patches of scarlet, and a strong stench spread all around.

The head was gone, but Kurud was still alive.

His hands were still stretched forward, as if he wanted to continue controlling the crows to attack.

But at this moment, a sword light suddenly whizzed over. The silver-white sword light was extremely sharp. With a swish, the sword light cut through Kurud's arms. Without any pause, Kurud's arms were cut off in an instant.

Dawn, judgment.

It is still a highly compressed trial.

Ron finally took action.

After losing both arms, before Kurd launched the next round of attack, Ron waved his hands and another sword light whizzed over. This time, the sword light tore vertically, directly splitting Kurd into two halves from the neck to the lower abdomen.

The highly reinforced body tempered by the repairman may make Kurud completely immune to all physical attacks, wind, fire, water, earth, lightning and other magical attacks, but he has no resistance to dawn magic.

Coupled with the characteristics of the corpse puppet, the dawn magic even has a damage bonus effect.

His head was blown off, his two arms were cut off, and his body was cut into two halves. At this point, the God's Agent Kurud had basically been torn into pieces.

As a corpse puppet falling into such a situation, it can basically be declared dead.

With Kurud's death, circles of ripples appeared on Bai Lan's body in the back. As a cloud of mist spread, Bai Lan's figure was wrapped in the hazy mist. When the mist dissipated, Bai Lan, who had completely recovered to normal, reappeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the scattered corpses on the ground, Bai Lan was still frightened.

She knew that this was a monster that was more difficult to deal with than the evil spirit Cassio. At least, for practitioners outside the Dawn system, it was much more difficult than the evil spirit.

Fortunately, many people entered the Temple of the God of Desolation this time, so there was support from front to back. Otherwise, I would have become a puppet controlled by Kurud.

After completely destroying Kurud, everyone took a short break, readjusted their condition, and made sure their bodies were in a state where they could fight at full strength at any time before continuing on their journey.

However, this time, Ron would not allow Bai Lan to continue to take the lead no matter what.

Although Bai Lan had obtained the inheritance of the God of Wilderness, he was ultimately unable to take that step.

Not every time you encounter danger, you will be as lucky as this time.

This time, Ron walked in front.

Ron thought that he had thick skin and strong flesh and was relatively resistant, so he would not die easily. As long as he had a breath left, Ostara's heart could bring his life back.

Moreover, even if he really died, he didn't have to be afraid, because he had four substitute dolls on him who could save his life in critical moments.

Behind the mausoleum is a long corridor.

The two sides of the passage were extremely dark, without even any icicle torches to illuminate them.

Although fighting in the dark was not a difficult task for everyone present, it was never too much to be careful in such a special place. In Irelia's palm was a white ball of light, and the milky white light dispelled the darkness around.

I don't know if it was Ron's illusion, but after crossing the entrance of the mausoleum and truly entering this tomb of God, I always felt that the ground under my feet was shaking, and my body sometimes flew high and sometimes moved sideways, as if I was floating on a boat in the ocean of doomsday.

Click, click, click.

The sound of slightly chaotic footsteps echoed in the passage.

Ron looked ahead calmly. The passage seemed very long and there was no end in sight, but at this time, Ron showed extraordinary patience.

After an unknown amount of time of moving forward, the violently shaking ground finally calmed down.

At this moment, some black outlines finally appeared in front.

Ron stared at those black marks for a long time. As the distance got closer, the outlines gradually became clear, outlining an island that was not too small.

islands?

When they saw the scene clearly, almost everyone let out a slight sound of surprise.

No one could have imagined that entering from the entrance of the mausoleum would lead to an island.

You have to know that they are located in a glacier in the far north. The area within hundreds of miles is covered with thick ice. The ocean has been completely covered. There are icebergs, but things like islands... always feel unimaginable.

Could it be that the violently shaking passage they had passed through before was actually some kind of space transfer device?

When they stepped into that passage, they had already moved to another place silently?

This was the thought that subconsciously emerged in Ron's mind.

Just by looking at it, Ron gradually dismissed this idea. On the island in front of him, there were dark green plants growing one after another, towering high. The treetops were like a canopy, covering the ground.

Neither the bright moon nor the scorching sun can be seen on the island.

It was gray, as if covered by a layer of mist.

Looking towards the top of the island, you can clearly see a layer of grayish-white substance, like a sky curtain, hanging above the island.

Looking to both sides again, Ron's lips twitched slightly. He could see the light blue water flowing slowly... This island was underwater.

I have to say, this is really a very wonderful sight.

The grayish sky above our heads is the thick layer of ice on the thousands-foot glacier.

Who would have thought that there would be a huge island under this ice.

The slowly flowing sea water washes the edge of the island, but is blocked by a completely transparent barrier. If it were not for the abnormal ocean currents caused by the surging sea water, the existence of the barrier would not even be noticeable.

The passage of the mausoleum forms a wonderful connection with the island.

As the coastline came into view, Ron took a step forward. When he passed through that boundary, he had a strange feeling, as if he was passing through some kind of viscous semi-fluid.

Ron didn't rush to go deeper and stayed where he was cautiously.

He could clearly feel the soft white sand under his feet, and there was even a fiddler crab that had just crawled out of its nest and was holding his boots with its big claws.

Behind me, one figure after another gradually appeared, and they all seemed to be marveling at the magic of this island.

A few seconds later, Ron looked up at the highest point of the island. The island was covered with a faint, distorted black, which made it difficult for him to see what the scenery was like in the depths of the island. In the hazy view, Ron felt that he was being watched by someone.

"Bai Lan, have you been here before?"

Ron's voice, like ripples on the sea, slowly spread out, breaking the silence at the scene.

Bai Lan immediately shook his head: "Never."

"Ah……"

Ron smiled slightly: "It seems that we are lucky to have been invited by a certain existence. In this case, there is no need for us to be pretentious. Let's go."

Ron stretched his arms and moved his body a little, then walked forward. His boots left a row of clear footprints on the soft white sand. Crossing the beach, Ron followed a path that seemed to have been deliberately opened up and entered the dark green forest.

When we were on the beach, we could still see some shells, crabs and other creatures, but after entering the forest, the whole atmosphere changed.

There are no birds singing, no wild animals roaring, no lizards or insects crawling in the forest. It is so quiet that it seems like a dead zone, and time seems to have stopped here.

But, at least once upon a time, this place should have been very lively.

In the surrounding forests, traces of the battle can be clearly seen.

Burnt leaves, severed tree trunks, cracked earth…there seemed to be a lingering smell of blood in the air.

After taking a few steps, Ron suddenly stopped. Just as he was about to put his right foot down, he found a fallen leaf under his boot with some dark brown marks stuck on it.

Picking up the fallen leaves, Ron took a quick sniff and knew that it was the smell of blood.

It hasn't completely solidified yet, and it looks like the blood was spilled only an hour or two ago.

Looking to the left, you can see a broken sword. Not far from the sword, you can also see a magic wand and a longbow with a broken bowstring.

Just from these strange traces, it can be judged that there must have been many living beings here not long ago, but now, Ron felt as if he was walking through an empty cemetery.

An inexplicable sense of gloom weighed on my heart.

If it were a practitioner with a weak mind, he would probably be mentally tense now. The heavy pressure might cause him to have a mental breakdown, be on the verge of going crazy, and then end his life in intense fear and despair.

But Ron is not an ordinary person after all. His expression did not change much, and he seemed to be accustomed to moving forward in such danger and weirdness.

In fact, he had experienced a lot of dangers, including the black beast, the young god, the Temple of Dusk, the underground palace of the Andre family, the strange town in the Elf Forest... He had even faced the real evil god, although he was only the weakest evil god.

But these experiences have given Ron a strong enough will, and his spirit will never collapse easily.

"This place is a little weird, follow me and don't separate." Ron said.

However, after the words were spoken, there was no response.

Ron's heart trembled slightly, and he had a bad premonition.

His throat moved slightly, and the next second, he turned around suddenly, and then the expression on Ron's face changed completely.

Right behind him, there was no one!

Chapter 2 presented