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

Hatred fills the remaining will of every evil spirit.

Every evil spirit in the Soul Burial Forest is either a deformed child abandoned by the Andre family, or a woman driven away by the Andre family, or an adventurer who mistakenly entered the Soul Burial Forest and died inexplicably here.

The reason why the Soul Burial Forest became one of the four forbidden areas was because of the parallel space created by the Andre family here. When the parallel space was broken, the fog covering the Soul Burial Forest also completely dissipated.

All deaths are caused by the Andre family.

All the hatred fell on every member of the Andre family.

Decades, hundreds of years, thousands of years...

Resentment will not dissipate with the passage of time, but will only become more intense and more crazy.

When they first saw these people from the Andre family, they might not have reacted yet, but soon, they felt the aura from these people that made them instinctively feel pain and hatred.

The evil ghosts became hideous and brutal one by one. Even the faces of the children quickly twisted into viciousness. Their souls turned into a gust of wind and rushed forward.

The masters of the Andre family felt their scalps tingling when they saw the soul shadows swarming in like an overwhelming force. They subconsciously opened their arms and cast all kinds of powerful magic forward, trying to stop these millions of evil spirits.

Rumble...Rumble...

Dense lightning fell from the sky.

The burning red flames formed one impenetrable wall after another.

The dazzling white light tried to dispel the darkness around it.

After all, there are still more than 10,000 powerful practitioners. When these people began to release their own strength at the same time, the scene looked quite terrifying. The power filled with the breath of destruction kept exploding around, and large groups of evil spirits were quickly harvested and cleared out like wheat.

In addition, there were masters of the Destruction Realm and the Demigod Realm who personally took action. In a short period of time, no one knew how many evil spirits were eliminated. No matter how those countless ghosts charged, they could not cross the defense line formed by the mixture of various energies.

But even so, the evil spirits did not show any fear at all.

The complete demise of their companions not only did not scare them, but made them even more ferocious. The screams of their companions seemed to remind them of everything they had experienced before their death. No matter what kind of force was blocking them, the countless evil spirits just launched attacks again and again without fear of death. As long as they could rush to those damn bastards and tear off a piece of flesh and blood from those scums, they would be satisfied.

Seeing this situation, Daphne frowned slightly.

This was not the scene she wanted to see. She knew that every evil ghost in the Soul Burial Forest wanted revenge, but revenge did not mean dying in vain.

Her lips moved as if she had issued some orders again, but the evil spirits in front of her seemed to have been completely overwhelmed by hatred and had little rationality left, so the scene in front of them did not seem to have changed at all.

This made Daphne a little anxious. Just when Daphne didn't know what to do, Ron suddenly took a step forward, crossed two fingers, and a snap of fingers sounded.

An antique clock appeared out of nowhere above my head.

next moment.

when!

The sound of the bell rang out, like a ripple, quickly passing forward.

Time stands still.

The law of time is a force that is even more bizarre and terrifying than the secret law of space.

So far, Ron had no idea how many times he had used the law of time to fight against powerful enemies, but from the beginning to the end, Ron always felt that this secret method was the best choice for sneak attacks.

Although the scene was in chaos and noise, with all kinds of sounds mixed together and almost filling everyone's ears, the loud bell sound was still so piercing and clear that it entered everyone's ears.

Then, something unusual happened.

The practitioner who had been continuously exerting energy felt that his limbs had become unusually heavy. His originally smooth movements became sluggish and slow, and even his thinking became extremely rigid.

That feeling is very weird.

The thoughts that would originally appear in my mind instantly now popped out one word at a time. It seemed to take a long time just to form the idea of ​​attacking in my mind.

A flaw appeared.

Originally, a huge number of practitioners released their power at the same time, which was enough to form an exaggerated isolation zone. It was absolutely impossible for any evil spirits to cross the isolation zone. As soon as they stepped into this range, the chaotic energy would instantly harvest their souls.

But now, as a large number of members became slower in their movements, a huge gap quickly appeared in the originally tight blockade.

Unlike the survivors of the Andre family, the densely packed evil spirits were not affected by the stagnation of time at all. They quickly seized the opportunity and swept over like a gust of wind.

In an instant, the survivors at the outermost edge of the crowd suffered the most terrifying impact.

In just a moment, each body was covered with dense swarms of resentful souls. The little baby hugged their legs tightly, then opened his mouth. In his small mouth, there were actually many sharp teeth like shark teeth. Then he bit hard on the ankles and calves of these people with a "whoosh".

They were just a group of children, but at this moment they displayed a despairing power.

The extremely hard equipment on the cultivator's body did not provide any defense at all and was bitten through in an instant. His hard skin turned into weak tofu dregs. As streams of blood spurted out from the broken equipment, shrill screams followed.

Then, the ghost baby shook its head suddenly, and with a hissing sound, a piece of bloody flesh was pulled off from its leg, revealing the white leg bone inside.

Other parts of the body were not much better. The flesh on his face was being bitten, and the waist was being torn by sharp claws.

Accompanied by teeth-grinding chewing sounds, in less than a second, countless people from the Andre family had turned into piles of bones and fell to the ground.

Mass death has begun.

Screams of pain and despair echoed in the dense forest. What they had done to their children and wives was happening to them again.

Once the blockade is destroyed, once those evil spirits are entangled with the survivors of the Andre family, it will become extremely difficult to blockade the evil spirits again.

They were afraid to attack as recklessly as before, because their attacks would most likely fall on their own people.

However, those ancestors are obviously much more cruel and ruthless than ordinary people.

Regias didn't care about that at all. He knew very well what the consequences would be when these evil spirits completely surrounded all the survivors of Andre's family. The entire family would really be finished.

In Regias's mind, sacrificing some members in order to preserve the entire family is completely worth it.

Right in front of Regias, the space cracked and shattered like glass. Bodies were ruthlessly torn into pieces, blood splattered everywhere. At the same time, the evil spirits entangled with these people were also torn into pieces.

The ruthlessness of the other ancestors was no less than that of Regias.

They can no longer tell whether those they killed are their own descendants or those cruel ghosts. As long as something appears before their eyes, no matter what it is, they will ruthlessly destroy it.

They have become bloodthirsty.

Blood, screams and death are stimulating their spirit and will, making them more and more crazy and cruel. They are like a group of ferocious beasts.

call out.

At this moment, an extremely sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

An old ancestor's face changed slightly. While continuing to release the secret technique in his hand, he suddenly raised his head and saw a faint light flashing in the dim world, rapidly approaching his forehead.

It was a dark red spear.

Right behind the spear was the fallen angel with six wings.

damn it.

The old ancestor secretly cursed his bad luck in his heart. The other side only had three demigods, but he was the one being targeted. Why did they have to find him when there were no other people to target? Did they think he was easy to bully?

I cursed in my heart.

But the old ancestor's movements were not slow at all.

He didn't care about the evil spirits that kept rushing towards him from afar. He suddenly opened his hands, and the space was compressed madly, condensing into a square shield, facing the cold light falling from mid-air.

That's a six-winged fallen angel.

Although this old ancestor had never encountered a six-winged fallen angel, he still knew how terrifying this creature was.

They are more brutal and terrifying than the angels serving God, so he cannot let his guard down at all.

Facing the gun light in the sky, he must fight with all his strength.

The next second... boom.

Accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, the spear in Niafu's hand hit the shield formed by the collapsed space heavily. In an instant, a violent impact directly overturned the surrounding ground, and mud and gravel flew all over the sky.

Niafu's body also suddenly stopped, and she flew backwards for hundreds of meters.

As for the old ancestor, his situation was not much better. His body kept retreating with steps and steps. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest and a mouthful of blood slowly spurted out. He looked at the shield formed by the collapsed space in front of him and saw that it was covered with cracks, as if it could break at any time.

There was another buzzing sound in his ears, and the six-winged fallen angel that had just been blown away came back again, this time even more ferocious than before.

The old man didn't even have time to restore his shield. Seeing the six-winged fallen angel approaching quickly, the old man could only hold the shield in one hand, and the other hand had begun to quickly change into various gestures. Once the situation went wrong, he would immediately use teleportation to escape.

But at this moment, there was a vibration under the feet, and a bloody mouth suddenly emerged from under the feet.

With a roar, he swallowed the old ancestor into his stomach in one gulp.

These are the remains of Arriaeus.

It is a holy relic that Ron refined using the corpse of an evil god. To some extent, it may even be the most powerful holy relic in the entire Dusk Continent.

Ron and Niafu were in perfect sync with each other, and their cooperation was perfect. Ron knew very well how difficult it was to kill an old man in the demigod realm, especially when the old man also mastered the means of teleportation. However, if there was a six-winged fallen angel in front to attract the old man's attention, the situation would immediately become very simple.

This old man was only concerned about the enemies in the sky and never imagined that the real danger was lurking underground.

Arriaius' body is extremely powerful, and has a terrifying blocking ability. Once you enter Arriaius' body, your spatial abilities will be completely blocked.

So far, Ron had only met one person who could break through the blockade of Arriaius, and that was the old man Patridge. But even Patridge had to consume a large number of clones and even sacrifice part of his soul before he broke free from Arriaius's shackles... Most importantly, at that time, Ron was still busy fighting against Benavid, and most of his energy was involved in the death. He had no time to care about Arriaius's body.