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

That scene made Ron's scalp tingle.

Unexpectedly, in the depths of the Black Sea, there are actually these strange sea snakes. What is even more unexpected is that those creatures that had long been dead, their flesh and blood turned into mud, their bones buried in the mud waiting to rot, and even their remaining souls continued to endure the torture of the sea snakes.

What kind of hatred could make people unable to rest in peace even after death?

Ron's expression turned serious.

He roughly knew the origins of these corpses and residual souls, and also roughly guessed where these strange sea snakes came from.

He could even hear in his ears the sharp and painful cries of the remaining souls as they were bitten.

These residual souls should have dissipated long ago, but they were bound to this place by some mysterious force, suffering painful torture for eternity. They should not have been treated like this.

Ron wanted to release them, wanted to save them, wanted to give them freedom.

But Ron knew he couldn't do it.

He can use the power of dawn to destroy those sea snakes, but those broken souls are also unable to withstand the temperature of dawn. The warmth of dawn is no less than burning magma for these broken souls.

Even if their residual souls can stay briefly under the dawn, they can gain a brief moment of freedom, but will soon dissipate.

As for wanting to completely save these residual souls, or even restore them to their normal state... Sorry, Ron really doesn't have this ability. Even if he really becomes a god, he can't do it.

Not to mention him, even the entire Dusk Continent, including the most powerful destiny maintainer in the heavens, definitely does not have this ability.

Perhaps, only the legendary omniscient and omnipotent being can achieve this.

Left alone, allowing these residual souls to continue to exist, and at the same time these residual souls will continue to suffer the torture of the sea snakes; or destroying the sea snakes and the residual souls together. This is a very difficult choice for Ron.

Even with Ron's personality, it was difficult to make a decision at once.

After a long time had passed, Ron suddenly sighed helplessly.

That's it, that's it.

Let him go.

At least I'm still alive. As long as I'm alive, there is hope.

Ron finally made this decision. He sighed and prepared to leave and continue looking for the mysterious monument.

However, just as Ron's soul was about to leave, it suddenly stopped.

Some extremely subtle, delicate, mosquito-like sounds were lingering silently in his ears, like some kind of heart-pounding mumblings, but they were different from the mumblings in mysticism. Mumblings were murmurs that were difficult to describe and the meaning of which was incomprehensible, but Ron could clearly understand the meaning of the sounds he heard.

It was a very noisy sound, like hundreds of voices mixed together.

Complex, chaotic, yet clear.

Every sound was like a sharp spike, piercing Ron's mind mercilessly, causing Ron's consciousness to feel uncontrollably a wave of piercing pain.

"Help me...I feel so bad..."

"It's so painful..."

"Who can kill me..."

"Please, kill me..."

In an instant, Ron felt as if a large group of people were wailing in his ears.

They are...in pain.

They were in so much pain that they prayed for death.

Ron's nose suddenly felt sore.

These residual souls should have originally been powerful warriors from the ancient times. Together with the first Dusk King, they fought against the invaders from outside the domain. They fought with all their lives, even at the cost of their lives.

They were not able to enjoy the offerings from future generations of living beings on the Dusk Continent, nor did they enjoy the incense from the human world.

Their bodies could only sink into this dark ocean and turn into rotting mud.

Their bones can only sink to the bottom of the sea and gradually decay with the passage of time. Their remaining souls can only endure endless pain under the bites of sea snakes.

This is...the punishment from those damn bastards in heaven for those beings who once dared to resist them.

"Let's end it. I've had enough."

"I really want to take another look at the outside world..."

That chaotic voice continued to penetrate into Ron's mind, stimulating his soul.

The pain deep in my heart became more and more intense.

No one can remember their achievements, they can only become mud.

But even though the remnant soul suffered such torture, Ron still did not feel any resentment. What he felt was... just a longing for this world. They wanted to take another look at this world, that's all.

Although he was immersed in sea water, Ron took a deep breath.

He had already made up his mind.

Originally, Ron thought that it was better to live a miserable life than to die. As long as he was alive, there was still hope.

But now, Ron's mind has changed.

For these beings, living like this is perhaps the greatest humiliation.

They would rather die cleanly on the battlefield than let their souls endure such humiliation and pain.

A light began to bloom from Ron.

Very soft light.

However, in the depths of this dark ocean, this little bit of light seems so dazzling.

The light grew brighter.

It was the same gentle dawn as before, dispelling the darkness in the Black Sea and bringing light to the darkest corner of the world.

The dawn light shone on the sea snakes, and those sea snakes seemed to feel great pain. Their long bodies began to wriggle violently, stirring up tiny currents in the sea water.

Compared with the torture suffered by these predecessors, this pain is perhaps not worth mentioning at all.

But these sea snakes could no longer bear it. Their bodies began to fester, and even the snake bones inside their bodies could not withstand the temperature brought by the dawn.

Before long, all the sea snakes were wiped out in an instant wherever the dawn light shone.

Without the entanglement of the sea snake, those residual souls finally broke free from the pain. Although the dawn would also cause considerable damage to their residual souls, Ron could no longer feel any pain from these residual souls, but only joy and jubilation.

They were finally free.

The remaining souls cheered, and their souls gradually floated towards the sea above.

Ron's soul stayed silently on the bottom of the sea. He raised his head and watched the densely packed gray-black soul shadows moving against the trend.

He saw with his own eyes those souls rushing out of the sea.

At this moment, just above the soul-ferry boat, just above the sky above the Black Sea, hundreds of stars dotted in the night sky suddenly began to shine with unprecedentedly bright light, as if guiding these lost souls.

The residual souls were floating and dancing freely in the air.

It feels so good to be free.

It’s nice not to have to endure that kind of torture anymore.

They wanted to cry, but no sound came out.

For a long time, souls stayed in the air, silently looking at the sky above their heads and the shining stars.

Colorful rays of light.

What a nice view.

No one knew how long those residual souls stayed in the air. Elsa stayed on the deck, motionless, just silently watching the squirming souls in the air, watching these souls gradually stretch their bodies and change their appearance.

They knew they were going to die.

But these souls did not show any self-pity, no sadness, no reluctance, no despair.

They just want to greet death in their most beautiful, complete and original appearance.

These confused souls began to change their direction.

Some of them turned into humans, some were handsome young boys, some were mature and steady uncles, some were old men with white hair and beards, some were beautiful and charming women, and some were quirky girls.

Some of them turned into elves, with graceful figures, exuding elf charm.

Some of them turned into giant dragons, with huge bodies like mountains, and the scars on their majestic horns were the most noble medals.

Some of them turned into members of the Dusk Clan. They had tall bodies, without any armor, but they had an arrogant and contemptuous temperament.

This is how they really look, and this is also how they think they are most attractive.

Every face was filled with smiles. After a long time, gradually, a figure opened his arms, as if embracing the world.

This action was like a beginning. More and more souls made the same action. They opened their arms and looked up at the sky above their heads.

Then, their souls... gradually began to disintegrate.

Among the gradually dissipating souls, rays of light appeared, like meteors, going against the trend.

In an instant, the sky above the Black Sea seemed to be experiencing an inverted meteor shower. Countless bright lights slid through the air, appearing even more beautiful in the dark night.

When the meteor shower ended, countless more stars appeared in the sky.

It is like the most beautiful gem in the world, sparkling and illuminating the world.

call!

At the deepest part of the sea, Ron let out a long breath. Even though he was a soul, it was impossible for him to spit out any bubbles in the sea water.

He didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong, nor did he know whether his actions would cause him any unnecessary trouble.

After all, those sea snakes were specially created by one of the administrators to torture these souls. If I killed so many sea snakes at once, it would probably attract the attention of that administrator.

If that guy gets angry, goes berserk, and wants to kill me, it might be a bit dangerous.

But, so what?

Ron didn't have any regrets at all. On the contrary, he felt a little happy deep in his heart.

What fun is there in life if you are afraid of everything?

For Ron, he just did what he thought he should do, that's all.

Deep down in his heart, Ron felt as if something had clicked into his mind, and he felt inexplicably happy.

This joyful mood, even the realm of the Seven Stars of the Demigod Realm, seemed to be eager to try, and there were signs of loosening.

With a laugh, the light on Ron seemed to become brighter.

He drifted towards the direction he remembered at a relatively slow speed.

The soft white light penetrated the thick sea water and reflected on the sea surface. Perhaps the light was not strong, but it was extremely tenacious. Even the sea water thousands of meters deep could not stop the light from penetrating.

On the sea surface, layers of sea snakes twisted their bodies violently as if they had encountered a new energy fishing machine. Their rolling bodies slapped the sea surface, creating waves.

Deep in the sea, gray-black shadows rushed towards the sea surface with the joy of freedom.

There are more and more stars dotting the sky.

Because Ron wanted to make sure that the Dawn on his body could clear the sea snake, which would take some time, so Ron deliberately slowed down, so that this journey took several times longer.

Ron wasn't sure how long it lasted, but maybe one day, he finally stopped.

He found his purpose.

It was a huge stone monument.

The Nine-Step Heavenly Stele was already large enough, but in front of this stone stele, the Nine-Step Heavenly Stele even looked too small.

The stone tablet is dark.

The thick black fog was about to cover up even the dawn light on Ron's body.

Looking up, Ron frowned immediately.

He could feel that the black fog was covering a larger area.

The height of the entire stone tablet is at least one hundred meters and the width is about twenty meters. The entire surface of the stone tablet is made up of densely packed small stone tablets. A smaller stone tablet is five meters long and one meter wide.

In this way, there are about four hundred small stone tablets on the entire stone tablet.

When I first saw this stone tablet, there were at least a dozen small stone tablets that had not been completely submerged by the black fog.

But now, there is only one small stone tablet left that has not been swallowed by the black fog.

It is also the piece at the bottom and far right.

But even this small stone tablet has been covered by the black fog for a small part. One third of the top of the small stone tablet has basically been submerged by the black fog.

Ron couldn't even see the contents on the stone tablet completely. He could only vaguely see chains slowly twisting like poisonous snakes.

The lower part of the stone tablet is a pair of long legs as white as jade. The leg shape is extremely perfect, even and delicate. If it were not for the black chains wrapped around these two long legs, there would be no flaws at all.

A pair of jade feet with graceful arches, hanging naturally.

The toes are round like freshly peeled grapes.

Yes, it is confirmed to be the Dawn Goddess.

Although Ron could no longer remember on which stone tablet the Dawn Goddess was sealed, he remembered her long legs and feet very clearly and there was no mistake about them.

Ron could feel that the Dawn Goddess Ostara was still alive.

There is no reason to think so.

That's not all. At this moment, Ron could still clearly feel Ostara's heart in his chest beating violently and uncontrollably, like some kind of special induction that he couldn't cut off or sort out.

This also indirectly proves that Ostara is still alive and has not been completely swallowed by the black fog.

This is good news.

However, Ron felt a little embarrassed about how to rescue Ostara.

Looking at the huge stone tablet in front of him, Ron didn't know where to start for a moment.

Ron remembered very clearly that when he first saw the stone tablet, the sealed beings on the small stone tablet that had not yet been shrouded by the black fog were still struggling desperately.

There is no need to guess that what are sealed in these small stone tablets are extraordinary existences.

It can basically be confirmed that they are all gods.

Or it could be some being as powerful as a god.

But even these powerful beings couldn't break free from the stone tablet, and Ron didn't think he had that kind of power.

Damn.

Elsa had only mentioned it before, thinking that if these gods could be awakened, they would be able to provide more help in the fight against the Keeper of Destiny.

As a result, I came here on impulse, but after coming here, I realized that things were much more difficult than I had imagined. What should I do now?

If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come here so rashly. I would have stayed on the third floor to practice.

But... thinking about the residual souls entangled by sea snakes in the deep sea mud, Ron finally sighed. Never mind, never mind. If he could free those residual souls, this trip would not be in vain.

However, we still have to find a solution.

Speaking of which, these black fogs are filled with evil and madness, and Dawn is the nemesis of this power.

Thinking of this, Ron raised his right hand and tried to reach out towards the stone tablet.

Soon Ron felt a strong sense of rejection on his fingers.

There is clearly nothing in front of me, but I feel like someone is pushing me out.

The law of force.

Ron let out a low shout, and the mysterious symbols of the law of force formed a line and wrapped around Ron's arm. In an instant, the strength in Ron's arm increased sharply.

Chirping.

For a moment, Ron even felt a crackling sound in his ears.

It was like some invisible glass was shattering right in front of him.

The fingers began to move closer to the stone tablet inch by inch.

Every inch of movement is extremely difficult.

In other words, Ron's current soul strength is already high enough, otherwise, this action alone would be enough to cause irreversible trauma to Ron's soul.

It was obviously only a short distance, but Ron felt as if he had experienced several hours. Finally, Ron's fingers touched the stone tablet.

hum.

The first chapter is presented