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

The true master of the heaven, the fate maintainer, is about to wake up.

When they heard this information, everyone was shocked. They were not overjoyed because the master was about to wake up. On the contrary, their faces became more serious.

This is not a good thing for them.

The fate maintainer designs the fate of all living beings.

He created the world line and arranged the fate of all people.

He sleeps all year round and wakes up every thousand years.

This wakeup should have been nine years later.

But now, he has to wake up early... There is only one reason why the fate maintainer can wake up early, that is, the world line has been seriously deviated and fate has been out of control.

For all administrators, this is definitely a very bad situation.

The administrators rely on the manipulation of fate to gradually become the controllers of the Dusk Continent.

Once fate is out of control, it will even affect their status as masters.

And among all administrators, the most feared is... the repairman.

The repairman is in a miserable state now. His body is in tatters and a corner of his head is broken. Although he has stopped bleeding and even the wound has grown back, the loss of the skull still makes his head have a deep dent, which looks a bit weird.

The worst thing is that both eyes are gone.

There are hideous black holes and twisted scars in the eye sockets.

It's the kind that makes people's scalps numb at a glance.

Recently, the repairman has been ridiculed by other administrators because another eye was dug out.

This is his shame.

But now, the repairman has no time to resent this shame. There is only endless fear in his heart.

The world line seen in the eyes of the repairman has become a mess, like a tangled mess. Even if the repairman has great ability, it is impossible to sort out such a chaotic fate.

Today's Dusk Continent is full of...heretics.

The Andre family has also been destroyed, and without the right tools, even suppressing those ordinary heretics has become extremely troublesome.

And a heretic can easily bring subtle changes to the world line.

When there are enough subtle changes, the world line will become a mess.

The repairman is responsible for converging the world line, which is his responsibility. In the repairman's view, the early awakening of the fate maintainer must be due to the chaos of the world line.

As the person in charge of the world line, he is to blame, and he doesn't know what kind of punishment he will face.

As if thinking of a certain picture, the repairman's body is shaking like a shiver.

...

Twilight Temple.

It has actually been a long time since Ron left.

As a member of the Twilight Clan, Zhou Yang, who has a huge body, is actually very slow in feeling time. He doesn't know exactly how many days and months he has experienced, but he thinks it should be a year or two.

Because he has felt that staying in the Twilight Temple is getting more and more boring.

Although he had his niece Philomena with him, she was in seclusion. She was not practicing, but trying to adjust her physical and mental state.

Perhaps it was because the thunder had left a serious shadow in Philomena's heart, which made Philomena take longer to adjust her state than Ron. As a result, no one came to talk to Zhou Yang for such a long time. He was almost bored to death in the Twilight Temple.

Zhou Yang was lying in the corner of the mausoleum, picking his teeth with a spear in his hand, and mumbling in his mouth, probably cursing Ron for being disloyal and not caring about his fellow villager because he had a woman outside.

Zhou Yang knew about Ron's affairs. This guy had more than a dozen confidantes outside, some of whom Zhou Yang had met.

Even after going through all kinds of makeup techniques in the 21st century... No, it was simply disguise, plastic surgery, and PS technology, Zhou Yang had to admit that each of Ron's confidantes was beautiful, and each was good at their own thing.

It can be said that it is every man's dream to have such a woman on both sides.

Think about Ron's life, and then think about himself...

The huge gap made Zhou Yang want to cry immediately.

It's so sad.

Think about him, the dignified Dusk King, but he doesn't even have a princess by his side. The face of the time traveler has been lost.

There is no way. Although he traveled through time and became a member of the Dusk tribe, his aesthetics are still ordinary humans. He likes the beauties of the human race who are either petite or heroic, the graceful figure and delicate skin of the elves, and the sexy and enchanting alternative temptation of the fox girl.

For the Dusk tribe with long hair all over their bodies, he really can't like them at all.

But Zhou Yang was over 100 meters tall, which made it impossible for him to attack girls from the human and elf races. As a result, he spent hundreds of years in the Dusk Dynasty after traveling through time, and was sealed for thousands of years. It has been a few years since he was unsealed, but he is still a novice.

The more he thought about it, the more miserable and sad he felt. For a moment, the last Dusk King even had the urge to wipe his tears.

Huh.

At this moment, a clear exhalation sound drilled into his ears.

Zhou Yang opened his eyes lazily and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Philomena, who was hiding in the corner practicing, finally walked out of the retreat.

At this moment, Philomena is still at the peak of the Destruction Realm.

But compared to when she first entered the Twilight Temple, Philomena's aura was obviously more calm and restrained.

There is no doubt that the status adjustment is quite good.

It seems that Philomena has temporarily overcome the fear of thunder in her heart. Even if she has not completely overcome it, her fear should not be as strong as before.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Yang's voice sounded like thunder.

The entire mausoleum seemed to be trembling slightly because of Zhou Yang's voice.

A smile also appeared on Philomena's lips, and she bowed respectfully to Zhou Yang, which was a sign of gratitude.

On the one hand, Zhou Yang and his father are from the same hometown and should be equals. In terms of status, Zhou Yang can be regarded as his uncle, although Philomena has never called him that.

On the other hand, the time when I calmed down in the mausoleum was also thanks to Zhou Yang's constant protection.

This is the Twilight Temple.

Although it is relatively secretive, no place in the Dusk Continent can be said to be absolutely safe.

Zhou Yang's presence can ensure that he can practice quietly without any interruption.

After bowing, Philomena raised her head again: "Not bad."

Zhou Yang Shiran accepted Philomena's salute. He felt that he was qualified and there was nothing wrong with it.

Hearing Philomena's words, Zhou Yang just nodded: "That's good, take it."

As he spoke, Zhou Yang casually tossed a space ring to Philomena.

Inside the ring is a complete set of equipment specially designed by Zhou Yang for Philomena, as well as various special props.

"A complete set of defensive equipment, especially the additional lightning attribute resistance, can effectively reduce the damage of sky thunder." Zhou Yang explained casually.

That guy Ron is simply a beast. He didn't even collect defensive suits and lightning resistance equipment, so he went to overcome the tribulation rashly. This guy must not have played many games when he was on earth. Otherwise, it would be impossible to even do this kind of ultimate thing. There are no basic rules.

"This set of equipment has been enhanced to the thirteenth level by me. It is still a set. This set of equipment alone is enough for you to withstand the first three thunders."

Ron is not the only one who knows about the bug of strengthening equipment, all of them time travelers are capable of this.

"In addition, there is a giant shield in the storage ring. This shield was the equipment of the great general of the Twilight Dynasty. It is known as the Immortal Shield Guard. The shield has amazing defensive capabilities. It can easily block even forbidden spell-level bombardments."

"This shield can at least allow you to withstand the fourth and fifth thunder."

"There is also a bottle of magic potion in the storage ring. The effect of the magic potion can add an immortal golden body to you. In a short period of time, your defense will be raised to the limit. You should be able to withstand the sixth thunder."

"There is also a magic scroll. The magic recorded on it is absolute defense. With this magic scroll, the seventh thunder will be no problem."

"In addition, there are a large number of precious magic potions that can quickly recover your injuries in a short period of time, and there are also magic potions that can replenish energy."

"In this way, the first seven thunders are basically impossible to cause any harm to you. The key is the eighth thunder that specifically targets the body and the ninth thunder that specifically targets the soul."

"If you have one or two items left over from the things I prepared for you, you should be able to withstand it. If you use them all up front, don't worry, I will take action when the time comes."

"All in all, as long as the repairman doesn't have martial ethics and swarms of swarms knock down all nine sky thunders, you should be in no danger."

Holding the storage ring and looking at the contents of the storage ring, Philomena felt a little grateful: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, what are you going to do to prepare for the thunder?"

Philomena did not answer, but frowned. Her eyes swept across the mausoleum, but she did not find Ron's figure, and her heart felt inexplicably empty.

"Don't look anymore, that guy Ron hasn't come back yet."

Zhou Yang could naturally feel what Philomena was thinking, and replied to himself: "I don't know what that guy did, or whether he encountered any risks. Although I tried to get in touch with Ron, But that guy seems to be in some kind of special realm, and all connections have been cut off.”

"But you don't have to worry, that guy has deep blessings and won't die that easily."

Philomena breathed out slowly: "That's all, then I'll go through the tribulation now."

She gave up on waiting for Ron to return.

She didn't know how long it would take for Ron to return, and now her situation no longer allowed her to wait any longer.

Now that she had made her decision, Philomena no longer hesitated and left directly from the tomb, with Zhou Yang following behind silently.

As soon as she arrived outside the mausoleum, Philomena immediately took a deep breath, and the expression on her face gradually became serious. After a short preparation, Philomena directly released her own power, which belonged to the peak of the destruction realm. , there is no longer any suppression, the surging energy spreads out like a tsunami in an instant.

And in the Dusk Temple, the atmosphere that had not changed for thousands of years finally became abnormal.

A gust of wind blew by, and suddenly a few dark clouds appeared in the sky above our heads.

Then... Philomena's expression suddenly became strange.

She raised her head silently and looked at the dark cloud above her head, which was about the size of a house. She didn't know how to describe the expression on her face.

It should have been a dark cloud, but the color was too light. Philomena could even see the higher scenery behind it through the dark clouds.

What the hell is this?

Is this a calamity cloud?

Too small?

Philomena remembers clearly that when Ron greeted Tian Lei, the calamity cloud above his head was simply covering the sky. Not to mention a small house, the area of ​​the calamity cloud was estimated to be enough to cover a small house. Flooded the city of King Adams.

Why did the area of ​​the robbery cloud become so small when it was my turn?

Do you look down on yourself?

Just before Philomena could react, the small calamity cloud above her head suddenly shrank, and streaks of lightning struck down from the sky.

Seeing the lightning that was as slender as a child's arm, Philomena was a little unable to react for a moment. She even forgot to support the defensive magic and just let the lightning in the sky hit her.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped!

Three thunderbolts just struck down.

Arcs of electricity were jumping around Philomena's body, and there were only a few white marks on her equipment.

As Philomena's body trembled, those jumping arcs disappeared.

Philomena didn't even understand what was going on for a moment. She looked above her head again and saw that the small, even cute cloud of calamity had begun to disintegrate in just a few seconds. , all the calamity clouds had completely disappeared, and the sky in the temple at dusk returned to its former appearance.

Just...that's it?

The mouth is slightly open.

Philomena's expression is so cute now.

She turned around and looked at Zhou Yang in a daze, as if she wanted to get an answer from Zhou Yang.

She had heard Zhou Yang say before that the Twilight Temple could weaken the power of the sky thunder, but she never expected that it could be weakened to such an extent. It was too exaggerated.

However, she soon discovered that Zhou Yang's expression looked extremely solemn.

His face was gloomy and depressed.

"Although the Twilight Temple can weaken the sky thunder, it can only weaken it by 30% at most. The sky thunder can still have 70% of its original power, and it will never be weakened to this point."

"Heaven...something happened."

Zhou Yang's dull voice echoed in the dusk temple.

"You should leave the Twilight Temple immediately and inform everyone you know. If my judgment is correct, it may not be long before war begins in the Twilight Continent."

There is no reason, Zhou Yang just has such a premonition.

Without saying a word, Zhou Yang turned around and got back into the tomb.

His eyes swept across the ancient bronze coffins, and there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Ron, that guy, I hope he can come back soon.

…

at the same time.

Just on the other side, in that mysterious space.

A figure was walking hard through a barren land.

That person is Ron.

The black sea disappeared and turned into a blue sea.

The mysterious space is no longer as dark as it once was. The sun hanging in the sky dispels the darkness of this world.

In the hazy fog, Ron saw a huge island...or rather, a continent.

Ron forgot a lot of things.

He is like a lonely traveler, not knowing where he came from and where he is going.

All he knew was that his name was Ron.

He wakes up on a big bone ship with a woman named Ostara and a woman named Elsa.

Ron didn't ask the two women anything, and he had never been confused. On the contrary, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed. The feeling was so comfortable that it made him addicted.

He didn't know exactly why, but when he saw the continent, he felt a strong attraction.

It was as if there was something on that continent that had been tempting him to go there.

He drifted alone on the ocean for more than ten days... It should be more than ten days. He was not sure. After all, the sun above his head did not rise in the east or set in the west.

In short, he controlled this mysterious bone ship, and after sailing on the blue sea for a long time, he finally reached the edge of the continent.

This is a magical land.

very quiet.

very lonely.

It's like a pure realm of death, with no breath of life at all.

The sky was overcast.

It was as if there was a thick layer of fog that could not be broken away, and even the sun in the sky could not drive away this gloom.

It seems to be snowing in the sky.

Pieces of things like goose feathers slowly fell from the sky, rippling and swaying.

There was also a slightly pungent smell in the air, like burning sulfur.

Ron slowly stretched out his hand and caught a snowflake falling from the sky.

Gray and black.

It's not the shape of a snowflake.

Rubbing it gently with two fingers, it turned out to be ashes.

This mysterious continent seemed to have just experienced a fire, a fire that would never stop.

Ron stood on the shore, staring at the mysterious land for a long time. Finally, he took a step and walked deeper into the land.

The ground of the entire continent was covered with a layer of gray-black material, which was made of ashes in the sky, like thick snow. Looking around, the sky and the earth were the same color.

When he stepped on it, the thick ashes submerged Ron's knees, and the creaking sound, like the sound of snow being trampled, slowly echoed in Ron's ears.

It was a kind of sadness that made people want to cry!