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

Not only the angels, but even the giant hand in the sky paused briefly, as if it was slightly shocked by the will of tens of millions of people.

But soon, the owner of the giant hand felt unbearable rage.

It was as if his dignity and his pressure were challenged.

It was just a group of insects, but they dared to resist the supreme Lord of Destiny. Such behavior was never allowed.

In the intermittent, it seemed that waves of angry roars could be heard, and the speed of the giant hand's fall suddenly accelerated.

And below, tens of millions of figures in the giant city all stood upright, and a hazy light was looming on the raised weapons.

Almost every weapon was flashing a heart-pounding light.

This was absolutely impossible.

Among tens of millions of people, only about one percent were practitioners, and most of them were just ordinary people. How could they activate the weapons in their hands and show mysterious power?

But no matter how incredible it was, this scene really happened.

The dense lights flashed brighter and brighter. Gradually, the lights broke free from the restraints of the weapons, as if being pulled by some mysterious force, and drew a graceful arc in the air.

After smashing the protective shield, the bodies of Patrich and Hefferson were still sinking gradually.

At this moment, the light gathered under the two of them.

The bodies of the two seemed to have turned into a huge, bottomless vortex. As soon as the light touched their bodies, it was greedily absorbed in an instant.

That was the most tenacious and powerful will in the world.

It was the most vigorous and purest energy.

Buzz.

Small waves rippled on the bodies of the two.

The tattered bodies began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their breath was constantly rising.

Until this moment, they were surprised to find that their own path to becoming a god was actually opened.

This change was obviously beyond the calculation of the fate maintainer. He hated such an uncontrolled situation the most. He was shocked and angry.

The Fate Keeper would never allow such a thing to happen. He knew very well that the existence of the gods who practiced on their own on the Dusk Continent was much more powerful than the gods created by the heavens.

Perhaps, these two people would become the next blasphemer, the next Dusk King.

He must completely wipe out these two people before they become gods.

Rumble...

The giant hand fell rapidly.

The air was pushed away and pulled.

The surroundings of the giant hand seemed to be rolling up with raging waves.

Seeing that the giant hand was about to hit Patrich and Heferson, a full moon suddenly appeared in the air, and countless stars were dotted around the full moon.

Glittering.

The moonlight was bright and the stars were shining.

The starlight and the moonlight were entangled together, weaving a huge mirror of light, blocking under the giant hand and in front of Patrich and Heferson.

The star god Selma and the moon god Lucia, the two little girls finally woke up from their slumber and finally began to show their own power.

Before the giant hand hit the mirror, a huge beam of light mixed with moonlight and starlight suddenly gushed out from the mirror and hit the palm of the giant hand straight.

Boom!

There was another violent roar, and even a thick mushroom cloud rolled up in the air.

For a moment, the giant hand was intercepted and stayed in the air.

No... it was not completely intercepted.

The speed of the giant hand's fall was only reduced, not completely stopped.

Even if the Star God and the Moon God joined forces, they would never be the opponent of the Destiny Maintainer.

These two girls just bought more time for Partridge and Heferson to become gods.

But what was equally bad was that at the moment when the Moon God and the Star God took action, many administrators in the heavens began to show strange smiles on their faces. They were forced to break their rules, and they finally had the opportunity to take action.

In an instant, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, lightning and thunder.

The vortexes that were originally scattered around the sky gradually gathered in the middle and gradually condensed into a huge black hole that seemed to swallow everything.

Figures began to emerge from the black hole.

These figures were different from the angels before. They did not have snow-white wings behind them, but the aura of these beings was stronger than those angels.

They were gods.

They were all powerful gods.

Although the heaven was good, it was actually like a huge cage.

It was not easy to land in the Dusk Continent, which was like letting out some fresh air for them.

The faces of the gods were full of excitement and cruelty. Their eyes swept over the figures below, and they seemed to be eager to enjoy the pleasure of blood.

The gods finally came.

But the excitement on the faces of the gods did not even last long before something unexpected happened.

The ground under their feet suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake.

Moreover, it was an earthquake that was enough to sweep across the entire Dusk Continent.

Boom... Crack.

A deafening sound echoed between heaven and earth, and every living being on the Dusk Continent felt their bodies moving uncontrollably.

Farther away, a continuous mountain range split directly in the middle.

A huge canyon appeared out of thin air.

In the depths of the canyon, only thick darkness remained.

Another giant hand emerged from the ground out of thin air.

But this giant hand is completely different from the giant hand of the Fate Keeper. The giant hand is pitch black, and the fingers of the arm are full of black silk, like a terrifying giant python.

As soon as the giant hand appeared, it grabbed directly into the sky.

A god who had just landed on the Dusk Continent had no time to dodge, and was instantly caught in the palm of the giant hand. Then the fingers exerted force, and with a puff, the god's body and soul were all instantly turned into fragments.

Directly crushing a god, what a style.

Blasphemer, Archibald finally made a move.

Just after crushing a god, Archibald's giant hand swept across in an instant, as if ready to destroy the remaining gods.

But at this moment, the giant hand of the Fate Keeper also gave up suppressing the Star God and the Moon God, and gave up preventing Partridge and Heferson from becoming gods. The palm suddenly raised and slapped the wrist of the Blasphemer.

The black giant hand also quickly turned around, and the two palms, which were like mountains and enough to cover a city, collided in mid-air.

Rumble.

With a collision, the surrounding space cracked, and the whole world almost became a mess.

It was obvious that although the Blasphemer was very strong, he was not enough to stop the Fate Maintainer. After just a few fights, the black giant hand had been suppressed by the opponent, and the flesh and blood of the giant hand were broken, and huge white bones could be seen in many places.

That's not all. In that huge black hole, there were constantly figures coming out.

It was a god, a more powerful administrator.

"Huh..."

Inside the Dusk Temple, Zhou Yang also suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of huge pupils glanced at the hundreds of bronze coffins behind him, sighed, and the next moment, Zhou Yang's figure disappeared from the Dusk Temple, and when he appeared again, he had arrived at the battlefield of the War of the Gods.

The huge body of a hundred meters high was so conspicuous, with a crazy smile on his face, and he slapped the weakest god with a slap.

This guy always starts with the weakest, and kills as many as he can.

Ang!

A shrill dragon roar.

A golden dragon appeared in the air, with a body thousands of feet long, winding towards the battlefield.

On the back of the dragon, there were dozens of figures, led by two women, one with black eyes and long black hair, beautiful and charming, exuding a strong breath of death, and the other with twelve wings shining behind her, who were Elsa and the goddess of dawn Ostara.

Gods, these are the gods still alive in the cemetery of the gods.

There were hundreds of gods who betrayed the heavens, but only dozens are still alive now.

They seemed to be born for fighting. Even when facing enemies several times their number, they had no fear at all and threw themselves directly into the battlefield.

The Third War of the Gods began.

…

At the moment when the Third War of the Gods began, a figure lying on the cold floor in the Temple of Dusk opened his eyes.

It was Ron.

When he just opened his eyes, Ron's vision was still a little confused.

But soon, the tremors coming from his feet and the swaying buildings in the Temple of Dusk made Ron understand what happened. His body turned into a ray of light and appeared in the tomb of the Dusk Clan.

There was also chaos in the tomb.

Low roars kept coming out of the ancient bronze coffin.

The lids of the coffins were all snapping, and those beings who had been bound for tens of thousands of years were trying to break free from the chains on their bodies.

The chains were rattling.

Even the runes on the chain seemed to have lost their former light and became a little dim.

Looking at the chains, Ron smiled. He snapped his fingers, and the next moment, an ancient clock appeared above his head.

Ding!

With the melodious sound of the clock, time stood still.