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

A human, an elf, a dwarf, and a fox girl.

When some of the words left in the diary of the last Twilight King reappeared in Ron's mind, he finally remembered the identities of these people.

The last Twilight King was the wisest, kindest, and most admired among the hundreds of emperors of the Twilight Dynasty. Although the Twilight Dynasty was destroyed by the last Twilight King due to fate, it was this last emperor who changed the Twilight Clan's long-standing superiority, reduced the oppression of hundreds of clans, calmed the chaos and disputes on the Twilight Continent, and brought unprecedented prosperity to the Twilight Continent.

The last Twilight King did not act superior just because of his status as a member of the Twilight clan. In his eyes, all beings were equal. He even adopted a large number of orphans from other races and took in many aliens who were not accepted by their respective races.

These orphans were trained by the last Twilight King to become the most loyal legion to him.

Those aliens also became the best brothers and sisters of the last Twilight King. On another level, aliens were also synonymous with genius. The last Twilight King personally taught them power, and their strength grew stronger day by day, and their growth rate even exceeded that of the Twilight Clan. They became the strongest beings around the last Twilight King, demigods? It was even possible to be gods.

They are the most loyal soldiers around the Last Twilight King, guarding his safety at all times.

In the war that destroyed the Twilight Dynasty, the army formed by the orphans was annihilated on the bloody battlefield.

The personal armies formed by the so-called aliens were also wiped out, and almost all of them died in the battle.

The reason why almost all of them died in the battle is that several guards disappeared silently in the royal city before the destruction of the Dusk Temple.

The truth is no longer known to anyone.

People only know that in the long period of eight thousand years after the complete collapse of the Twilight Dynasty, those super powerful people who had left the last Twilight King never appeared again, as if they had completely disappeared from this world.

There are rumors that they betrayed the king they had always protected and fled to save their own lives.

There are also rumors that they left under the order of the last Twilight King, just to preserve the last spark of the Twilight Clan.

And now, Ron finally knew that they had never betrayed their king, and they had always been guarding something on this mysterious and cold island.

Their fingers all pointed to the peak of the island, as if they wanted to convey some message, but they didn't say a word.

Perhaps, they have forgotten how to speak, or perhaps, they no longer have the extra time to speak.

After a few brief seconds, the four figures withdrew their fingers almost simultaneously, and their gazes shifted away from Ron and turned to look at the large group of Dusk Clan warriors.

Gradually, the pairs of cloudy and dark eyes began to become crazy, twisted, cruel, and violent, just like a wild beast that was about to go mad and tried to tear the most delicious flesh and blood in front of it.

bang.

The magic wand in the old human's hand slammed heavily on the ground, and the earth cracked instantly.

He looked like the most traditional and evil wizard, with his hands open, head held high, eyes wide open, his body shaking violently as if he had been electrocuted, and strange and wild roars coming out of his throat one after another.

It's not that he can't make a sound, he just has forgotten how to speak over such a long time.

"Hoo...ho...ho..."

But even though he could no longer make normal sounds, this strange roar still contained an inspiring power.

"Hoo...ho...ho..."

The other three companions and many members of the Dusk Clan all raised their hammers, axes, and maces and roared.

"Hoo...ho...ho..."

"Hoo...ho...ho..."

The noisy waves mixed together, like a violent storm, an earthquake and tsunami, and a volcanic flame.

The sound waves were getting louder and louder.

In the surrounding forest, the big trees seemed to be stimulated by something and began to shake violently, with the leaves rustling.

Ron did not participate in it, he was just a spectator, but the moment he heard the sound, Ron still felt a burst of heat in his body, as if something in his chest was ignited at this moment, burning hotly and erupting.

It is the desire to fight, the urge to kill, and the courage to face death.

The roar continued.

But Ron was keenly aware of the solemnity in the air, which seemed to increase out of nowhere at this moment. An invisible murderous intent and threat had silently enveloped the entire island.

Then, the ground began to shake violently.

It seemed as if a huge monster was approaching rapidly.

Woo!

There seemed to be a sharp wind blowing, and the big trees around all bent down.

A group of Dusk tribe members seemed to sense something, and the roar in their throats stopped abruptly. Their bloodshot eyes stared at the bottom of the hillside, and the fatigue in their eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only cruelty and tyranny.

Hoo…ho…ho…

After a short while, increasingly fierce roars came from the throats of the Dusk Clan members.

Ron had a premonition in his heart, and a guess was forming in his mind.

He stood there quietly. He did not choose to escape, nor did he prepare for a battle like the other members of the Dusk Tribe. He just quietly watched the scene that was about to be submerged by the storm.

Boom...boom...boom...

It was as if an extremely huge foot was trampling on the ground, making a dull sound, interspersed with all kinds of strange roars.

The sound is getting closer.

Like beating a drum.

The small stones on the ground were shaking more and more violently.

An unknown amount of time had passed before an extremely huge shadow suddenly appeared on the ground. Ron raised his head and saw a huge flying bird appearing above his head... No, that was not a flying bird, it was... a dragon.

With wings spread out, they cover the sky and the earth.

The wingspan of hundreds of meters was enough to cover up a large area of ​​light. The head, like a small hill, was prominent, and the dense scales were arranged between the two dragon horns according to a certain rule, and vaguely condensed into the shape of the word "king".

This is actually a dragon king.

At this moment, a short figure suddenly jumped up from the ground.

He was the dwarf among the four. Although he was short and stocky, he was also extremely flexible and his speed was as fast as lightning. Even with Ron's strength, it was difficult to catch sight of the dwarf.

Ron only felt a flash of light and shadow in front of his eyes, and the next moment the dwarf's figure had disappeared without a trace. When he appeared again, he was already in mid-air, and the war hammer in his hand, which was larger than his body, was swung in a round shape.

There was a faint flicker of fire on the war hammer.

The power made Ron feel as if what was smashing down was not a war hammer at all, but... a meteor falling from the sky, a meteorite about to hit the earth.