Chapter 567 The First Dusk King (Five Thousand)

Nine-step Heavenly Monument, each step is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Those who want to approach the Nine-step Heavenly Monument have to bear unimaginable pressure at every step. The pressure of the next step will directly increase by 30% compared with the previous step. Although 30% does not sound much, this exponential growth method is the most abnormal. However, by the eighth step, the pressure Ron has been under may have reached ten times that of the first step.

And at the ninth step, the pressure is directly doubled, reaching twenty times that of the first step.

At the eighth step, the pressure can make Ron's foot crush a mountain directly. If it doubles again, how exaggerated the pressure will be is difficult to estimate.

Even with Ron's strength, he almost dug out all his capital to take this ninth step.

He turned into a dragon.

The protection of Hercules.

All kinds of powerful BUFFs, all blessed on himself, Ron could barely lift his right leg.

That's not all. At the moment his right leg fell, Ron's body completely collapsed because he couldn't bear such pressure at all. His whole body exploded directly, and blood, bones, flesh, everything turned into dust.

It is conceivable how terrible the pressure Ron was under at this moment.

If there is anything left in the sky, it may be Ostara's heart.

After all, this is the heart of the goddess of dawn, and its strength is not comparable to that of an ordinary body.

However, Ron's luck is not bad.

At the moment when his body completely collapsed, his right hand finally fell on the stone tablet.

Bang!

Ostara's heart was beating.

In the air, the blood, flesh and bone residue that were originally floating in the air because of being shattered seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force. Instead of continuing to fall down, they were pulled and stayed in the air.

Gradually, these things began to move slowly.

The first to move were the pale bones that had completely turned into fragments. Under the guidance of the Heart of Ostara, they gradually gathered together and turned into jade-white bones.

Gradually, the broken flesh and broken tendons began to move closer to the bones.

Layer by layer.

However, at this moment, Ron did not notice the changes in his body, or rather, Ron had no energy to care about the abnormalities in his body.

The moment his right hand fell on the Nine-Step Heavenly Monument, he felt that his consciousness seemed to have entered an extremely wonderful space.

There, it seemed like a starry sky, and like an endless deep sea.

All around was pure black.

There was no luster at all. Even Ron's soul could not see anything valuable in this absolute darkness.

Here, you can't feel the passage of time, and you can't perceive the change of thinking. It's like an absolutely still space. An indescribable loneliness and emptiness filled Ron's spirit.

This feeling was terrible, and could even be said to be the cruelest punishment and the most painful torture in the world.

Ron didn't know how long he had been immersed in this state.

Perhaps, it was just a few seconds, or a few days, or a few years, decades, thousands of years, or tens of thousands of years...

Ron only felt that his spirit was becoming more and more unbearable. He didn't want the world he was in to always be such a desperate darkness.

He longed for something different in the world he was in.

Even if it was the voice of the evil god's mumbling.

Even if it was just a ray of light that could dispel the darkness.

Perhaps Ron's prayer worked.

He wanted light, so there was light.

It was like a rising sun, suddenly rising from the east, the orange sunlight tore through the eternal darkness, bringing a different color to the world.

Ron was jumping for joy.

He liked this feeling full of light.

The rising sun hung high in the sky, and gradually, there were some other things in the sky, the bright full moon, and the stars in the sky.

They began to appear alternately in the sky according to certain rules. From then on, this world had night and day.

Ron felt that his vision suddenly became a little blurry. When his consciousness returned to normal, he didn't know when a huge sphere appeared in this world.

In Ron's mind, this should be the planet where the Dusk Continent is located.

What he is experiencing now should be the process of the creation of this world.

However, Ron couldn't help but feel a little confused. He had learned about the existence of the Sky Island in the Heaven from Elsa and Niafu. Originally, he thought that the first to appear should be the Sky Island, after all, the Sky Island is the manager of this world. He never thought that the first to appear was the Dusk Continent.

Soon, there were more land and oceans on this planet.

Gradually, there were more creatures in the ocean.

Some vegetation also appeared on the land.

Various images were flashing in front of Ron's eyes, just like watching a fancy slide show. The creatures in the Dusk Continent and the ocean began to become more and more, and their sizes began to grow larger and larger.

Perhaps, this is the primitive era of the Dusk Continent.

And those wild beasts are the prehistoric beasts.

These prehistoric beasts have no intelligence, but they control the power of heaven and earth. They fight and kill each other, never stopping.

Their fighting was enough to break the rivers and mountains.

That power made Ron tremble with fear.

I don’t know how long it took, but the most primitive intelligent life appeared. He looked like an ape, but his body was huge, and his body was covered with yellow mane.

Ron felt his spirit trembling slightly. He recognized the identity of these yellow-haired giants. He was... a member of the Dusk Clan.

He was the first Dusk Clan member between heaven and earth.

The Dusk Clan was actually the first intelligent life born in this world.

They appeared even earlier than Sky Island, many gods and administrators.

It seems that this world is probably more complicated than he imagined.

The Dusk Clan has strong strength and quite good wisdom. At this time, the Dusk Continent is extremely full of energy. The speed of their strength growth is extremely terrifying. At this time, there are no levels or disasters in the Dusk Continent. Their strength is steadily improving.

Relying on strength and wisdom, the Dusk Clan gained a firm foothold in the Dusk Continent for the first time.

They eradicated the ferocious beasts so that their people could live a stable life.

Gradually, another intelligent life appeared, that was a giant dragon.

Then, the giants appeared, the elves, the orcs, the humans, the dwarves, appeared one after another, and the whole Dusk Continent began to become lively.

However, although the races that appeared later had good wisdom, their strength was too weak, and they could only become food for the prehistoric beasts.

In order to survive in this dangerous world, they could only seek the shelter of the Dusk people. The first Dusk people gave these tiny lives great kindness. He arranged for the Dusk people to teach these weak people how to master energy, and taught them how to fight, how to farm, and how to hunt.

He led all the intelligent life in the entire Dusk Continent, started a war of resistance, and hunted all the beasts in the entire Dusk Continent one by one.

Since the birth of life, the Dusk Continent, which has been in chaos and war, has ushered in peace for the first time.

However, this peace was so short-lived. I don't know when it started. An island tore through the barrier of space and appeared out of thin air in this world. They manipulated meteorites and meteors to hit the Dusk Continent.

They were like greedy gluttons, extracting the energy of this world.

At this moment, all the intelligent life on the Dusk Continent stood up again.

The first Dusk tribe floated in the air. He smashed one meteor after another with his iron fist.

He was like the father of all life. Even though he was covered with wounds, he still wanted to protect his children below.

He killed Sky Island. His fingers, as thick as a giant stone pillar, crushed the heads of invaders one after another until he met the most powerful one among the invaders. Ron couldn't see what kind of existence it was, but only a hazy shadow.

Their figures fought fiercely on Sky Island, and Sky Island was torn into pieces. Countless fragments fell on Dusk Continent, turning into huge peaks and continuous mountain ranges.

Space also shattered in their battle. Their battle even caused space turbulence, which cut the Dusk Continent into countless small pieces. The largest piece was the Dusk Continent, and the separated small pieces evolved into countless islands.

After a long battle, countless enemies brought extreme fatigue, and he failed to wipe out the mysterious and powerful enemy.

When he exhausted his last strength, his body completely lost support and fell from the sky naturally. At the moment of his death, he used his flesh and bones to become a barrier, isolating the Sky Island and the Dusk Continent.

He evolved the rules of the Dusk Continent with his own soul.

From then on, the Dusk Continent began to operate according to this set of rules.

Even if the mysterious invaders on the Sky Island could break the barrier he left behind, they could not appear in the lower world at will.

It was this layer of barrier, that is, this set of rules, that protected the Dusk Continent for tens of thousands of years. Even now, the creatures of the Dusk Continent are still under the protection of this strong man.

Huh.

Ron felt his spirit buzzing, and his consciousness gradually disappeared from that mysterious state and returned to his body.

The originally shattered body has been completely restored due to the effect of the Heart of Ostara.

Ron's eyes were a little fanatical and a little admiring.

A giant with yellow hair all over his body was reflected in his pupils. That was the real towering and the real style of a strong man, right?

It was really refreshing.

Ron had gradually understood.

The Dusk tribe, dragons, humans, orcs, were the real natives of the Dusk Continent, and the life born on the Dusk Continent.

The so-called Sky Island was nothing more than an external invader.

But now, these invaders have taken control of everything invisibly.

The original intelligent life, with his flesh and blood, built a barrier separating the Dusk Continent and the Sky Island. His soul built the rules of the Dusk Continent, so that those powerful beings on the Sky Island could not descend on this world at will.

This is the protection of countless lives on the Dusk Continent.

But it is obvious that those beings on Sky Island will not just sit there and do nothing.

For tens of thousands of years, those so-called administrators seem to be gradually pondering, thinking, and then infiltrating the rules little by little, looking for loopholes in the rules.

They use loopholes, or use some method to distort the rules to create loopholes, so that those angels and gods can descend on this world.

In some special cases, even the administrators will personally descend on the Dusk Continent.

In this way, they have seized the beliefs of the Dusk Continent and used these beliefs to plunder countless energies.

These mysterious invaders have arranged the fate of the creatures on the Dusk Continent. Ron doesn't know why the administrators do this, but he has already made some speculations in his heart.

The so-called fate is likely a means for the administrators to break the rules.

On the one hand, they try to destroy and distort the rules through various small means, but after tens of thousands of years, the effect is not very great. Although they can ignore the existence of rules at certain times, most of the time, they must be restricted by the rules.

Obviously, this cannot satisfy these invaders.

On the other hand, they weave the fate of life on the Dusk Continent.

According to Ron's experience, if Zhou Yang, Archibald and himself had not appeared in succession, the Dusk Continent would quickly enter an era of chaos and destruction.

By that time, all the creatures on the Dusk Continent would probably be killed or injured.

Ron judged that when the last intelligent life on the Dusk Continent died, the rules left by the original Dusk people, which should also be the original Dusk King, would completely disappear.

Once the rules disappeared, the entire Dusk Continent would completely become the spoils of those invaders.

Recalling the plot in the game, the player plays a very righteous role. He has been trying to save the world. He has indeed done a lot of things and saved many people.

But the entire Dusk Continent is inevitably declining step by step.

The number of lives on the Dusk Continent is decreasing every day.

The disaster of the black beast and the young god wiped out more than 80% of the lives on the Dusk Continent.

The disaster of the evil spirit led to the demise of the orcs.

The conflict of the elves caused the elves to be unable to recover.

The appearance of the Dusk Temple completely ruined the dragons.

In addition to the sea tribe that had been extinct many years ago...

Ron's mind was filled with scenes, and each scene made him shudder.

Thinking about it, it seems that there have been a lot of disasters that have been blocked by himself silently, and I don't know whether I should be a little proud.

It's a pity that the original Dusk King may be the most powerful existence born and raised on the Dusk Continent. After the original Dusk King died in battle and turned into a Tao, there has never been such a powerful existence on the Dusk Continent again.

The Dusk Clan has continued to be the most powerful for tens of thousands of years, and the Dusk Kings of all generations are also the best of the best, but most of them have a short lifespan. Perhaps it was the means of those invaders behind the scenes to kill them in advance to avoid the emergence of powerful enemies like the first generation of Dusk King.

After the Dusk Dynasty was destroyed and the invaders shackled the creatures of the Dusk Continent, coupled with the gradual exhaustion of the energy of the Dusk Continent, no real strong man could be born again.

Even the saintly sage Partridge and the blasphemer Archibald still have an irreparable gap from the first generation of Twilight King.

Poor creatures on the Twilight Continent, they have long forgotten where they came from over a long period of time, and who protected their race and allowed their race to spread proudly on the Twilight Continent, and even worshipped the gods created by the invaders as real gods.

Of course, those invaders did not expect that the combat weapons they created would one day develop self-awareness, and then rebel and fight to the death, causing them huge troubles.

If there were not so many defected gods, Ron could imagine that the current Twilight Continent must have been run like an iron barrel by those invaders.

As for the nine-step heavenly monument in front of Ron, it was evolved from the last trace of will of the original Twilight King.

Engraved on this heavenly monument is the law mastered by the original Twilight King.

The law of power!

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