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

Elsa.

Suspected to be the goddess of life and death.

Of course, this is just Ron's speculation. Elsa has never admitted this identity.

Elsa still maintains the same mystery as before. She seems to have awakened all her memories and has even begun to recover her former strength. For her, reshaping a body does not seem to be a difficult thing.

But Elsa never did that.

Compared to reshaping a physical body, or leaving Ron's body and walking in the Dusk Continent as a soul, Elsa seemed to be more accustomed to getting into Ron's body and finding a suitable place inside Ron's body to fall asleep.

These awakened goddesses seem to have this problem.

Lethargy.

Elsa is like this.

This is what Star God Selma is like.

The same is true for the moon goddess Lucia.

It seemed like they never got enough sleep. Even when they woke up occasionally, their eyes were bleary-eyed, and within a few minutes they would close their eyes again and fall asleep again.

The moment Elsa appeared, Philomena behaved very normally. She just glanced at her and quickly looked away. However, Patridge and Hefferson had shocked expressions on their faces.

Even Lady Daphne was startled.

Wow, this can really be called a miracle.

Before this, no one could sense Elsa's existence.

But soon, everyone, including Daphne, could see that Elsa was now just a pure soul.

While Daphne and Patridge were wondering about Elsa's identity, Hefferson's mind became active. He had previously suspected that there might be a powerful person standing behind Ron.

Could it be that this mysterious, weird, yet graceful woman is Ron's support?

He even felt a little jealous.

After all, Elsa is so beautiful. Her long half-black and half-white hair does not make people feel weird, but adds an indescribable charm. There is no flaw on her delicate cheeks, just like a work of art carved from jade, exquisite and beautiful.

The beautiful face, perfect figure, and enchanting temperament make her the most enchanting, crazy, and fascinating person in the world.

Heferson suddenly had the urge to compare himself with others and make them angry.

They are both standing behind, but at least the woman in front looks pleasing to the eye.

Thinking about the source of all evil behind him... Heferson suddenly couldn't help but sigh, and the expression on his face even revealed a hint of sadness.

The source of all evil had never appeared in front of him, and Heferson had never seen what the source of all evil looked like. He only had a brief connection with the source of all evil when his consciousness was in an extreme state or when he was asleep.

The gifts from the source of all evil and various special abilities were all obtained during these extremely brief contacts.

To be honest, Hefferson didn't hate the root of all evil.

Although he was very clear that the source of all evil must have chosen him for a purpose, and that he was at best just a tool used by the source of all evil, so what?

If it weren't for the existence of the Source of All Evil, he would have died by fate's arrangement, or been assassinated by the crazy guardians of fate of the Andre family. He was able to survive until now only because of the Source of All Evil. So even though Heferson knew very well that the Source of All Evil only regarded him as a very useful tool, he was still full of gratitude to the Source of All Evil.

As long as it was something the source of all evil asked him to do, no matter how cruel it was, he would complete it without hesitation and without any discount.

Even if he was asked to prepare a large number of children and pregnant women as sacrifices, Heferson would not hesitate.

But asking him to say that the image of the source of all evil is very handsome is really asking too much.

Think about it, what did he see during those brief encounters with the source of all evil?

It was a thick, violently rolling black fog.

It was a huge mass of rotten flesh that looked like a mountain.

Thick yellow mucus flowed along the mountain of meat like a stream.

That huge piece of meat seemed to have consciousness of its own. It moved and squirmed slowly at a fixed frequency. Then more mucus squeezed out of the meat, releasing a disgusting stench, just like an octopus that had been rotting in a cesspool for seven days and seven nights in the middle of summer.

The surface of the rotten meat was also crawling with milky white worms as big as an adult's fingers. These strange worms were densely packed, covering the entire surface of the meat mountain without leaving any gaps. The dense and constantly wriggling bodies were so dense that even someone with Hefferson's temperament and strength felt his scalp tingling after seeing them.

Long, dark brown tentacles grew out of the piece of meat, wriggling in the starry sky like a giant python.

Heferson was not sure whether this huge mountain of flesh was the true form of the Source of All Evil, but even if it was just the image of the Source of All Evil, he could basically infer what the Source of All Evil's true form looked like.

Even if Heferson was grateful to the source of all evil in his heart, he really couldn't say that the source of all evil was good-looking. It was too conscienceless.

hiss!

A piercing pain instantly spread through Heferson's mind. For a moment, Heferson felt as if someone had poked an iron rod into his brain, which was still spinning.

My brain is a mess.

He took a deep breath and his face twisted into a ball in an instant.

After noticing that Ron and the others were all staring at him with curiosity, Heferson barely controlled the expression on his face. The corners of his mouth, which were still trembling due to the intense pain, forced out an awkward smile, and nodded at them, indicating that he was fine and they didn't need to worry.

All his thoughts could not escape the perception of the Source of All Evil. It was obvious that the Source of All Evil was very dissatisfied with the image he had criticized. The piercing pain in his mind just now was a warning from the Source of All Evil to him.

Heferson quickly collected his thoughts and stopped having wild thoughts.

However, I couldn't help but feel a little weird in my heart. That was the root of all evil. Who would have thought that such a powerful evil god would care about his own image?

Does this sound like a word?

You are an evil god.

As an evil god, do you still want to have a handsome appearance? Is it possible? Isn't it true that evil gods should be crazy, twisted, hideous, and weird?

He got angry over such a small thing. Has the evil god lost all his dignity?

Of course, this time Heferson just complained a little in his heart and dared not think too much. He knew that the source of all evil would not kill him. He could tolerate his insolence to a certain extent, but he would never allow himself to jump in front of his bottom line. Heferson still understood the principle of knowing when to stop.

Therefore, the high priest of the elves quickly adjusted his state and turned his gaze towards Elsa.

Like everyone else, Heferson had no idea what this mysterious being wanted to do by suddenly appearing.

Daphne's expression was extremely weird. The moment this mysterious girl appeared, Daphne felt an indescribable aura coming from the girl in front of her.

To Daphne, that breath seemed purely natural, coming from the deepest fear of her soul.

Her soul was trembling constantly. Even though this mysterious girl did nothing, she had the urge to kneel on the ground and tremble.

She was filled with horror.

Even though the girl didn't do anything, Daphne's instinctive fear still made her wonder if the girl appeared just to kill her.

What's worse is that in front of this woman, she didn't even have the courage to escape and could only passively endure the fear that came like a tsunami.

After appearing, Elsa just casually glanced at the people around her, her eyes lingered on Heferson for a moment, and then a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"Ha ha……"

A slight sound.

But in Hefferson's mind, it sounded like thunder.

At that moment, Heferson felt that all his secrets had been seen through by the mysterious girl in front of him.

Heferson even felt that even the source of all evil could not escape the eyes of this girl. That smile and that slight huh were not directed at himself, but... at the source of all evil behind him.

She was greeting the root of all evil.

What kind of existence are these?

The only thing to be thankful for was that Elsa's gaze did not stay on Heferson for too long. She quickly withdrew her gaze and looked at Ron: "Can you prepare some dragon meat, a dragon heart, some dragon bones, and some dragon tendons for me?"

Ron shrugged his shoulders, indicating that it didn't matter. He lacked everything except dragon meat and dragon bones.

After all, he had looted the entire Dragon Valley.

The dragon was destroyed by the appearance of the Temple of Dusk.

It would still be a very long time before Ron and his crew entered the Dragon Valley, at least half a year later.

If it were just an ordinary life, it would have rotted away long ago, leaving only white bones. But a dragon is a dragon after all. Even if it is dead, it will take a very long time for the dragon flesh to gradually decay.

Of course, the disaster in Dragon Valley at that time was so horrific that many dragons were directly shattered to pieces, and many dragons were smashed into meat paste under the collapsing boulders.

The dragon meat that had turned into minced meat and paste could not be preserved for too long and rotted, but a lot of dragon meat was collected from some giant dragon bodies that were killed by the earthquake and buried in the soil. No matter what it was, once it was placed in the space ring, time would stop and the rotting process would be interrupted.

So Ron still had a lot of dragon meat of fairly good quality on him. He immediately took out a large piece of dragon meat from his space ring, and found a few dragon bones, dragon tendons, dragon crystals and other things of relatively good quality and threw them on the ground.

People like Patridge and Hefferson are well-informed and have all kinds of treasures on them.

But seeing so many materials produced by dragons, he still couldn't help but reveal a hint of greed in his eyes. It was only because the two sides were still allies now, and there was a mysterious Elsa beside Ron, otherwise, he might have taken action directly.

But even if he could temporarily control the impulse in his chest, his greedy eyes still swept over the storage ring on Ron's finger again and again.

After looking at each other, Patridge and Hefferson could see the murderous intent in each other's eyes. The fact that Ron could easily take out so much dragon meat and dragon bones meant that he must have more in stock. It seemed that the thief who had stolen all the treasures in the Dragon Valley before was Ron in front of them.

It's really not right that so many good things are possessed by him alone. Good things should be shared.

Ron could naturally sense the changes in the aura of Patridge and Hefferson, but he didn't care. This was normal. This so-called alliance was not stable. Although the alliance had not broken before the God's Descent Ceremony was destroyed, after the God's Descent Ceremony was destroyed, if there was a chance, Ron also wanted to kill these two people. No one should say anything to each other.

As for Elsa, she didn't care about the situation around her at all. She just looked at the piece of dragon meat in front of her with satisfaction, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth. The next second, she walked in front of the piece of dragon meat, opened her cherry lips, and exhaled towards the dragon meat.

The next moment... a scene that stunned everyone appeared.

It was originally just a piece of dragon meat collected from the corpse of a giant dragon. It was a dead thing without any life.

But this piece of dead dragon meat suddenly moved in front of everyone.

Chapter 2 presented