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

Who is that woman?

What are those black threads?

Why did these black threads penetrate into this woman's body?

Many doubts suddenly emerged in Regias' mind, and then he laughed neurotically as if he was crazy, with tears of laughter almost rolling down his cheeks. Why has the world become like this?

Why does the shadow of the Dragon God appear behind Ron?

Why did the remains of the last Twilight King appear out of nowhere?

What kind of existence is that earthworm-like monster that keeps moving through the mud?

There were so many doubts that hadn't been sorted out yet, and now this mysterious woman appeared...

After all, Regias had quite good strength. He saw that this mysterious woman was absorbing the death energy... That's right, no matter whether it was an evil ghost or the descendants of the Andre family, the breath released by all dead beings would be absorbed by this woman.

The aura of death, which was ominous to normal creatures and even practitioners were unwilling to be contaminated by, seemed to be a great tonic to this woman. Regias could clearly see that the woman's body, which was originally slightly translucent and like a piece of exquisite glass, was gradually becoming solid.

Those black silk threads gathered inside the woman's body, like veins, flowing through every part of her body.

Regias' body was trembling slightly. This woman could actually become stronger by absorbing the energy of death. Regias had never encountered such a strange way of practicing. Even evil spirits and ghosts could not do it.

According to Regias' knowledge, even among all the gods, it seems that only the God of Death Benavid can use death to practice.

Could this woman be the God of Death Benavid?

No, probably not.

Regias had seen the God of Death Benavid eight thousand years ago. That god had also participated in the war to encircle and suppress the last Twilight King. That god did not have this image.

So what is the identity of this woman?

The doubts in my heart became more and more intense.

Although this woman did not display any overly terrifying pressure, no one knew what was going on. The moment he saw this woman, Regias instinctively felt danger.

The other five surviving ancestors also clearly realized that the situation was very different from what they had planned. More and more people died, and there were fewer and fewer companions who could stand by their side and fight side by side.

They no longer dared to join the war to destroy the evil spirits alone, and all of them moved towards Regias. The six of them formed a circle, staring at the surroundings intently. Their fear could be clearly sensed from their trembling eyes.

Of the thirteen ancestors, there are only four left now.

Once upon a time, they always thought that death was something very far away from them, and they were never afraid of death, but until this moment, they finally understood that death has never gone away, and death has always been with them.

It was a fear they had never experienced before.

It was like countless sharp steel needles, ruthlessly piercing through his flesh and blood.

"Ancestor, let's retreat." An old ancestor lowered his voice and spoke softly.

His voice was trembling slightly.

The continuous deaths of his companions made him shudder. All his courage was completely crushed at this moment. At this moment, he just wanted to stay away from this hell-like place.

Family honor?

The dignity of a demigod?

Oh, please.

Compared with life, glory and dignity are of no value at all.

Survival is the real thing.

Regias's expression showed some bitterness: "I'm afraid I can't leave."

The low voice made the faces of the other five ancestors around change slightly. They didn't understand what these words meant for a while, but soon they understood.

The evil spirit was still haunting the survivors of the Andre family and the battlefield was still in chaos. But in this chaotic and bloody battlefield filled with broken limbs and bodies, several figures appeared silently.

The first to appear was Ron.

He absorbed all the light that shone on him. When there was no light reflected from his body, it was just a ball of pure black. Mixed in with the dense ghost shadows, no one would notice anything unusual.

Behind him is the six-winged fallen angel, Niafe.

For Niafu, protecting her husband's safety is the most important task.

Therefore, apart from cooperating with her master at the beginning to kill a demigod ancestor, Niafu basically did not participate in this killing. She stayed guarding near Ron from beginning to end. Occasionally, if there were any blind creatures approaching, Niafu would ruthlessly pierce their heads.

Next up was Partridge.

This sage truly deserves the title of sage.

Compared to strength, perhaps that kind of combat awareness and various temporary reactions during battle are Patridge's better qualities.

His achievements were great. Although he sacrificed one of his strongest clones, he directly destroyed an ancestor in the semi-god realm, and with the cooperation of the corpse of Alecius controlled by Ron, he also killed two other ancestors, one kill and two assists.

No wonder the old fellow's wrinkled face is filled with smiles. He has every reason to be proud of such a victory.

Appearing on their right was a young man wearing Andre family clothes and looking ordinary. However, this seemingly ordinary young man was actually not ordinary at all. After he appeared on the stage, the young man's figure quickly grew taller and became tall and strong. Even his clothes were changing rapidly. In less than two seconds, he had turned back into Heferson's appearance.

The dark old face was also full of smiles, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth.

Hefferson was equally happy.

Although his achievements were not as dazzling as those of Partridge, they were not inferior at all.

There were only a dozen targets killed directly by him, and their strength was not that great, but there were as many as fifteen Destruction Realm practitioners who died indirectly because of him... As for the remaining Destruction Realm masters, they were like a group of mad beasts, howling crazily and attacking all beings that approached them, no matter if they were evil spirits or relatives of the Andre family.

Those scarlet eyes and distorted faces were enough to prove that these people had long been out of control. Even if they had a chance to survive after this war, their spirits would forever fall into chaos and madness.

It can be said without exaggeration that the middle-level destructive-level practitioners of the Andre family were almost wiped out by Heferson.

Then came Philomena.

Philomena did not go looking for trouble with those demigod ancestors. She knew very well that it was too difficult to kill a demigod ancestor with her own strength, and Heferson would deal with the destruction-level ones.

Therefore, Philomena focused her attention on those ordinary practitioners.

In just less than midnight, the number of practitioners killed by Philomena exceeded five hundred... It can be said without exaggeration that this lady is definitely the one with the highest number of kills.

The last to appear were Montelicia and Daphne.

Those evil spirits no longer needed Daphne to command them.

The absolute suppression in numbers, coupled with the continuous losses of the Andre family's top masters, made it impossible for the remaining survivors to stop the invasion of evil spirits. Even without any tactics or coordination, the absolute suppression in numbers was enough to drive all the lucky ones to their destruction step by step.

As for Montelicia, she also did not participate in the war.

Although she had promised Ron to join the alliance temporarily, as a member of the Andre family, Montelicia was kind and merciful and could not bear to attack her own people... So, she just used her own power to block the entire battlefield. Although she had not practiced the secret method of space, it was not difficult for her to use her own powerful strength to completely disrupt the surrounding energy and form a blockade belt of energy torrents.

Although the battles of these people inside the blockade zone are not greatly affected, when they try to use the power of space to escape, they will be interfered by the energy turbulence.

In this way, no one in the blockade zone would have a chance to escape, and her hands would not be stained with the blood of Andre's family members. This result was simply perfect.

Even Montelicia was a little impressed by her own intelligence for being able to come up with such a perfect idea.

The encirclement is closing.

The identities of hunter and prey have been reversed.

At this moment, Ron and his men no longer needed to launch a sneak attack to tip the balance.

To be honest, before actually encountering the Andre family, Ron had never imagined that the number one family in the Dusk Continent would be so weak. They only had extremely high realms and strong abilities, but their combat skills and experience were simply... lame.

Before this, Ron only had the courage to attack the survivors of the Andre family after hearing that Daphne could control millions of evil spirits and trying hard to persuade Montelicia.

After all, in Ron's opinion, sneak attacks may no longer work, and what will come next is a face-to-face confrontation.

But I didn't expect that while others would learn from their mistakes, the Andre family would suffer one mistake after another...

Ron even felt a sense of lack of accomplishment in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have had to work so hard to convince Montelicia... Of course, Ron was also very clear that although Montelicia did not actually participate in the conflict, if it weren't for Montelicia's assistance, most of the people in the encirclement would probably have escaped.

call……

Ron exhaled heavily, his eyes swept across the faces of the old men one after another, finally stopping at Regias, and then a gentle smile bloomed on his face:

"Mr. Regias..."

"Do you want to surrender?"

Chapter 2 presented