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

Chapter 426: Catalog of All Gods (2)

Let me emphasize again, Ron is just a pure soul now.

He has no heart and no need to breathe.

But at this moment, Ron seemed to be able to clearly feel the violent heartbeat in his chest and the heavy breathing in his nose.

The second floor of the cabin is already very suitable for practice. According to Ron's previous estimation, one day of practice on the second floor is equivalent to at least seven and a half days outside. This kind of efficiency can no longer be described as getting twice the result with half the effort.

If Ron really had that idea and just went into seclusion on the second floor of the cabin for ten years, it would be seventy or eighty years later when he came out. His soul strength and realm would definitely reach a very exaggerated level.

Of course, within seventy or eighty years, his physical body will most likely be destroyed.

The second floor is like this, so Ron is naturally looking forward to the third floor.

When I first realized that the time flow rate in the third level was almost the same as that in the second level, I felt a little disappointed. After all, if it was just like this, then there wouldn't be much difference between the third level and the second level.

However, as Ron sensed the extremely rich energy in these three layers, he immediately understood the difference between the two.

Ten times the energy concentration.

Under such circumstances, the speed of practice is naturally much faster than in ordinary situations. I dare not say that the speed of practice is ten times faster, but it is always double or triple.

In this way, the value of these three levels is naturally much higher than that of the second level. Compared with the Twilight Continent, it is even more in the sky and on the earth. Ron made a rough estimate in his mind and practiced in these three levels. , if everything goes well, the speed will be at least twenty times that of the Twilight Continent.

Moreover, this is only after preparing enough magic stones in advance, otherwise the gap will be even greater.

It took a long time for Ron to suppress the impulse in his chest. He did not rush to practice immediately, but wandered around the empty three floors. Although there was nothing on these three floors at first glance, it was just a It was a very empty space, but Ron always had a feeling that there should be other secrets hidden in these three floors.

There is no evidence, no reason, just a thought in my heart.

Pursing his lips, Ron moved his body among the three floors, the floor, the walls, searching inch by inch, not missing any corner.

Finally, just when Ron reached the door of the fourth floor, he finally stopped.

He first tried to open the door on the fourth floor out of habit, but as expected, it was of no use.

Although the bone gate looked quite broken, it was extremely tough and would not budge no matter how hard Ron tried.

Speaking of which, Ron didn't know exactly how many layers this soul-crossing boat had. From the outside, the third layer should have reached the bottom of the boat, but in fact there was a universe inside.

After failing to push open the door to the fourth floor, Ron simply gave up. Instead of dwelling on the matter, he looked to his side. About half a meter away to the left of the bone door, there was a piece of Tiny dent.

Round, curved, very shallow depression.

It's the kind of thing you might miss if you're not careful.

His fingers rubbed the depression. After a brief pause, Ron pressed a little harder with his thumb against the depression.

This was just an attempt. Although Ron felt that this depression was a bit abnormal, he had no idea whether there was some kind of mechanism here or how to trigger it. Pressing it was purely a subconscious action.

But I never thought that this subconscious action would trigger a series of chain reactions. There was only a crunching sound, and my fingers pressed directly in.

Immediately afterwards, Ron felt that his fingers seemed to touch something, it should be some kind of computer amplifier, and then he fiddled with it instinctively, and there was another clicking sound, just above the depression. , suddenly a crack appeared.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a snow-white box carved from the bones of an unknown creature. He drilled out of it. On the side he looked at, he could see a small keyhole.

Ron was stunned for a moment, and then he retracted his finger after two seconds, and then looked at his left hand. In the palm of his left hand, there was a gray-black key that looked rusty and even a little dirty.

This key appeared when interpreting the Chaos Slate before.

After Ron entered the Soul Crossing Boat, the key and the fragment of Ostara appeared in front of Ron.

Originally, Ron thought that this key might be used to open the captain's cabin. Unfortunately, when Ron tried to use this key to open the captain's cabin, he found that the size did not match at all.

The key is too small. When inserted into the keyhole, it is like a small toothpick stirring up a big vat, without feeling at all.

Looking at the keyhole on the bone box, it matches the key in his hand quite well.

Without any further hesitation, Ron pushed the key in, and it was a tight fit. Then he twisted his fingers slightly and heard a click. The lock was opened, and then he saw the top of the bone box cracking from the middle, and the two pieces of white bones rushed out on their own. Move away from both sides.

A light yellow book caught Ron's eyes instantly.

Catalog of the gods!

Ron's brows frowned momentarily.

He originally thought that there would be another book similar to the Key of Time, recording certain mysterious powers... Even though Ron's current strength was considered good, the stronger the strength, the more insecure Ron became.

The stronger the strength, the more exaggerated the enemies he has to face.

Just like the Father God, with his current strength, if he didn't have the plug-in Soul Crossing Boat, he wouldn't be able to hold on for thirty seconds if he had a head-on fight with the Father God.

I have mastered the power of the time system before, and this time I have the power of the space system. Wouldn't it be perfect?
Even if there is no space system, it is not unacceptable to have a destiny system, a spiritual system, a soul system, a dark system, etc.

Unfortunately, it's not.

Although I haven't opened the Catalog of the Gods yet, from the name, it sounds more like some kind of introductory book.

It may tell you some secret knowledge, but it probably won't bring you any real improvement in strength.

There was a little regret in his heart, but this regret only lasted for a short moment. Ron quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, for him, knowledge was also something that was very lacking, especially related to existences such as gods and evil gods. Knowledge.

His fingers caressed the title page, giving it a soft touch.

The pads of his fingers traced along the spine of the book, and finally came to the side. His nails picked up the pages and gently opened them. A row of words appeared in front of Ron:

××××× controls everything!
　Chapter 2, there will be more after twelve o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)