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

Could it be that the truly powerful existence hidden on this island, which requires a large number of demigods and hundreds of powerful destruction realm warriors to carry out assassination together, is a genuine god?

The thought that suddenly popped up in Ron's mind made him horrified.

No, if it was a real god, then the scene of the tree full of corpses would look a little too sinister, and somewhat inconsistent with the temperament of a god. Could it be an evil god?

Taking a deep breath, Ron suppressed the fear that suddenly surged in his heart and forced himself to calm down again.

His eyes widened and he looked at the corpse in the air again.

Ron didn't know much about the costumes of the orcs, dwarves, and giants, but as for the elves, at least he had Mirabelle by his side, so he knew a little about them. The elves hanged in the sky wore clothes in a style completely different from Mirabelle's.

As for human clothing, it was completely different from what it is now.

Their clothes are all quite simple, without the complicated and intricate patterns of modern times. They look clear, elegant, clean and neat, and are somewhat similar to the style of the Twilight Dynasty.

Could it be that these corpses are actually lives that have survived from eight thousand years ago to the present day?

They have been fighting a certain existence on this island for eight thousand years?

At this moment, even Ron himself felt that his speculations were becoming more and more absurd and harder to believe.

But if these elites from various races really have survived from eight thousand years ago to the present day, how strong would they be?

Who else could command so many powerful people, even unruly creatures like the Blood Ape, to work together to encircle and suppress the same enemy?

Could it be a repairman?

The name of the repairman suddenly popped up in Ron's mind. There was no other way. Apart from the repairman, Ron really couldn't imagine what else could exist that could bring together so many powerful, hot-tempered, and unruly masters.

Who is the one that the repairman wants to suppress by arranging these demigod-level and destruction-level masters?

Could it be some rebellious god?

Woo! Woo! Woo!

As Ron was thinking, the wind blew harder and harder.

The sharp sound of the wind sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which was creepy.

Although he was thinking all the time, Ron's eyes were fixed on the corpses in the air from beginning to end. At this moment, Ron felt a trance in front of his eyes.

The next moment, looking up in the air, the hundreds of corpses that were originally hanging under the big tree disappeared completely without anyone knowing when, not even a single corpse was left.

This sudden change made Ron's heart jump again.

He rubbed his eyes quickly and looked up into the air again. The big tree was still the same big tree, and the densely packed corpses under the leaves were still nowhere to be seen.

Ron looked down and saw that the drop of blood that had stained his cheek and fingertips red had disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.

The hairy feeling became stronger and stronger. Ron felt as if there were several caterpillars crawling on the back of his neck, wriggling constantly.

He quickly turned his head and looked around. The broken limbs, tattered weapons, armor, and even the traces of battle remaining on the ground that originally covered the ground had all disappeared completely at this moment.

The forest at this moment is just an ordinary forest with lush vegetation.

It has not experienced the ravages of war, nor has it experienced any destruction, and everything remains in the most perfect condition.

Xixisuosuo.

The sound of insects crawling came from the forest.

The sound of the nightingale singing entered Ron's ears.

The bright moonlight scattered from overhead, shining through the dense leaves and leaving black and white patches on the ground.

Even though Ron was knowledgeable and experienced, he couldn't figure out what was going on here for a moment. He could only feel his scalp tense.

Could it be that everything I have seen and touched so far was just an illusion?

No, this may be an illusion, but it is definitely more than just an illusion.

Ron had a feeling that he was getting closer to the truth.

After experiencing all these scenes, Ron became more cautious in his actions. He walked past the big tree in front of him, and saw that the scene in front of him suddenly became clear. The originally dense forest suddenly became sparse.

Ron did not feel any joy. Instead, he slowed down his pace, raised his hand, and a skull dragon appeared in front of Ron.

This is the bone dragon that Ron refined after entering the Realm of Destruction. Although it is not as strong as a true Destruction Realm expert, its strength is far beyond the peak of the Legendary level. It can basically be regarded as an existence between Destruction and Legend.

Even if you encounter an enemy at the level of Destruction, you can at least withstand a few attacks.

The most important thing is that this bone dragon was refined by Ron, which also allows Ron and the bone dragon to communicate with each other. The eyes of the bone dragon are Ron's eyes, and through this bone dragon Ron can see many things that he was originally unable to see.

Although the bone dragon is just a creature of the undead and has no real intelligence, on this mysterious island, it still instinctively felt fear and kept roaring.

However, the bone dragon always obeyed Ron's orders and would not resist at all.

It flapped its wings slowly and flew forward.

Right in front of Ron's eyes, a scene appeared out of thin air. The bone dragon's vision overlapped with Ron's. At first, Ron felt that his vision became cloudy and blurred, but after a few seconds of adaptation, Ron could easily separate his vision from the bone dragon's.

The bone dragon does not fly very fast.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but the bone dragon’s vision finally completely left the forest.

Outside the forest is a large open space.

There are a large number of creatures living in that place.

These creatures are all very tall, like mountains. Even if a giant came, his height would probably only reach their waists. Their bodies are as strong as dragons, and their bodies are covered with light yellow manes. Under the moonlight, they actually reflect a golden glow.

The bone dragon's head turned slowly, and Ron's eyes took in the situation in the surrounding area. There were at least eight hundred of them, if not a thousand.

Ron's pupils suddenly dilated a little.

He had seen these creatures before.

Right here... in the Temple of Dusk.

That's right, these tall creatures are almost the same as the guards wandering in the Temple of Dusk, except that these creatures are fat and strong, while the guards in golden armor of the Temple of Dusk are skinny.

These huge creatures are members of the Dusk Clan.

Ron thought of this instantly.

Could it be that this island is actually the last stronghold of the Twilight Dynasty after the death of the last Twilight King?

And powerful creatures like blood apes and dragons are following the repairman's orders to wipe out the last members of the Dusk tribe?

The bodies of these Dusk tribe members did not turn into bones, nor did they rot. They just lay on the ground motionless. For a moment, Ron could not tell whether they were dead or alive.

Ron always felt that the secret he had glimpsed this time seemed to be somewhat extraordinary.

Soon, Ron knew the exact condition of these Dusk tribe members. They were not dead, but simply fell asleep. On the chest of a Dusk tribe member lying on his back on the ground, Ron could clearly see this guy's chest rising and falling.

They were simply asleep.

They looked like they had just experienced a tough fight and were resting on the ground.

You can even see the unhealed wounds left by the battle on their bodies, blood sticking to the surface of their bodies, and their hair is all in wisps.

Even when they were sleeping or resting, their strong arms still tightly grasped their weapons, allowing them to jump up from the ground at any time to fight.

Ron controlled the bone dragon and didn't get too close.

He didn't want to wake up these huge creatures. The members of the Dusk Tribe were all born warriors. If they woke up these creatures, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous.

However, after a few minutes, these huge creatures finally woke up one by one, and then they crawled on the ground and began to worship the top of the island, as if the king they believed in lived on the top of the island.

They all opened their mouths wide as if they were praying, but Ron seemed to be watching a pantomime and could not hear any sound at all, making the whole scene seem eerie and strange.

Ron's throat moved slightly, and he controlled the bone dragon again. Although he did not move closer, he made the bone dragon rise higher.

Finally, the bone dragon's vision became farther.

Just behind this group of Dusk Clan members, there were four wooden houses.

The house was built very low, and it was obvious at first glance that it was not a place for the Dusk people to live in.

Just as Ron was wondering, one of the wooden doors was pushed open, and an old man with pale hair and a hunched body walked out.

He was holding a magic wand tightly in his skinny fingers, his messy hair hung down on both sides of his cheeks like dead grass, and his old eyes were cloudy and dim, having long lost their luster.

That... is a person.

Ron was slightly startled.

Why would a man walk out of the cabin?

Why does this human's status seem to be even higher than those of the Dusk Tribe?

Just when Ron was suspicious, suddenly, the mysterious old man raised his head and looked at the location of the bone dragon with cold and wooden eyes.

That line of sight seemed to be able to penetrate the bone dragon, as well as the mysterious connection between the bone dragon and Ron, and directly met Ron's pupils. Ron's heart trembled, and he made a prompt decision to cut off the connection between himself and the bone dragon.

Fortunately, the mysterious old man just took a casual look and didn't do anything else. Even the bone dragon was still floating in the sky.

Ron was suspicious. He seemed to sense something vaguely. He looked up and found that the bright moon above his head had disappeared without him noticing. The sky was still gloomy and filled with a faint black.

An indescribable murderous atmosphere once again enveloped this world.

In a trance, I actually felt a depressing feeling as if a storm was about to come.

His throat moved as he thought about the women who were still missing. Although Ron knew very well that he had to be careful with every step in such a mysterious place, he really didn't have much time. After a brief hesitation, Ron took a step forward and walked forward.

This time, he walked directly to the group of Dusk tribe members.

It's strange to say, the strength of the Dusk tribe members are first-class, and the weakest adult Dusk tribe member is at the level of destruction. But even though Ron did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts, and let his feet step on the fallen leaves and dead branches, making crackling sounds, these Dusk tribe members seemed to be unaware of Ron's appearance.

Except for the mysterious old man, no other life seemed to be aware of the existence of Ron and the bone dragon.

It could even be said that even if Ron walked past these Dusk tribe members, they didn't notice him at all. Only those pairs of eyes, though tired, were still filled with enthusiasm and were still staring at the top of the mountain excitedly.

After bypassing these Dusk tribe members, Ron appeared on the other side, only a few dozen meters away from the mysterious old man.

The mysterious old man had obviously noticed Ron's presence, and his turbid eyes stared at Ron quietly.

At this moment, the door of the wooden house next door was pushed open from the inside, and a tall elf walked out.

Elves have a relatively long lifespan, and it is difficult to judge an elf's true age simply by looking at their appearance, but it must be said that this elf has a fair complexion and a graceful figure, and she is exactly the same age even when standing next to Mirabelle, the queen of the elves.

Then, the two doors at the back opened at the same time.

A fox girl walked out of one of the doors.

I don’t know if it was Ron’s illusion, but when he saw this fox girl for the first time, he actually felt that she was somewhat similar to Bai Lan and Bai Yuan.

From the other door, a dwarf with a full beard and a huge hammer on his shoulder walked out. Although the dwarf was not tall, he was short and stocky. The hammer in his hand was even bigger than his body, which looked quite uncoordinated at first glance.

After the four people walked out of the cabin, four pairs of eyes locked on Ron almost at the same time.

That look was so indescribably strange that it made Ron's scalp tingle.

The next second, the four people stretched out their hands almost at the same time, pointing their fingers at the top of the island mountain.

Ron's throat moved slightly. What did this mean? Did he want to go to the top of the mountain?

Is there something special on the top of the mountain that you want to take away?

Ron became more and more confused.

He looked at the fox girl, dwarf, human and elf in front of him, and then at the Dusk people behind him.

He could feel that something was about to come out of his mind, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. The feeling was so uncomfortable.

The whole process lasted for several seconds. Suddenly, Ron's pupils widened, and some words he had seen in the diary of the last Twilight King flashed through his mind like flowing water.

He finally figured it out and finally knew the identities of these people!