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

"You don't want your lover to be in danger, right?"

Ron raised his eyebrows. It was interesting that this was the first time someone had used such a threat on him.

He even had the urge to laugh.

Want to kill yourself, just say a deep apology and end it?

Perhaps, in the eyes of Lydia, who is both a witch and the third princess, she is really just an insignificant ant and cannot be compared with Melville.

As for Vera, the so-called sister...

In the game, this is not a character that players will hate, but now Ron is very curious. If he was lying on the ground and was about to be killed, would Vera still plead for mercy like she does now?

It was obvious that the consciousness of the original owner of the body had long since disappeared, but at this moment, Ron still felt a slight sadness.

"Isn't war what you long for?" Ron spoke slowly, his eyes scanning Vera in front of him, and then looking at Lydia: "You guys long for war, but this war is best obtained at the expense of me. Yes, you won’t be able to bear it when it’s Melville’s turn to die?”

Melville's face was twisted together due to pain, and he finally showed a proud smile. Combined with the dirt and blood on his face, he looked as ferocious as a ghost.

He laughed wildly with excitement. It was obviously miserable, but he seemed to be the final winner.

The body was squirming desperately on the ground, struggling, grabbing Ayiger's fangs with one hand, using the red spear to replace the broken left leg, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

"Hey……"

Melville smiled strangely and grinned at Ron, showing his bloodshot teeth: "Do you understand, idiot, people are not created equal."

"I am the legitimate son. My mother is the cousin of the king of Spang Theocracy. I was born to inherit the Copperfield family."

"And you are just a despicable bastard, and your mother is just a dirty maid. You want to fight with me? You are not qualified at all."

Suddenly, Melville seemed to remember something, and he became even more excited. If he hadn't broken a leg, he would have even danced: "Ah, by the way, do you think you have hidden your mother very well?" good?"

Ron's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hehe, hehehehe, she...is dead."

This guy, just like in the game, likes to have a mean mouth... In the game, I don't know how many players killed Melville because they couldn't stand his extremely mean mouth.

Melville was very proud. He couldn't wait to see Ron, because after hearing the news, he looked so sad that he was about to go crazy.

But, no.

Ron was unusually calm.

This made Melville particularly uncomfortable, as if he had punched the cotton with all his strength, and his chest was filled with tightness.

He didn't understand why Ron wasn't sad, why he wasn't so sad that he went crazy, why could he be so calm?

It's like, that's not his mother.

Well, that is indeed not Ron's real mother. Ron has no feelings for that woman who he has never met and has never even appeared in the game. Naturally, he will not be sad because of that woman's death... However, after all, he has occupied this body, so he should regard it as a small reward to the original owner of the body.

Ron suddenly grinned and smiled at Melville.

Melville still didn't understand what Ron's smile meant. Ron's right hand stretched out like lightning and clasped it on Melville's shoulder. Vera's body behind him trembled suddenly, and her face changed instantly. Pale: "Ron... don't..."

laugh!

Before he even finished speaking, a strange voice suddenly sounded.

Melville's left arm was suddenly pulled off his shoulder by Ron.

That's right, the skin was torn open, the bones and fascia were twisted, and they were pulled off.

A flash of scarlet sprayed out directly, and then scattered on the ground.

Melville was completely stunned, his eyes and face were all stiff, as if he had encountered something incredible, his neck creaked and turned, and he finally saw the appearance of his shoulders from the corner of his eye.

Spurting blood, tattered skin and flesh, pale bone stubble...

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Melville's body shook wildly, his throat seemed to be torn, and he let out an extremely high-pitched scream.

The arm, his arm... is gone...

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

Vera's face was as pale as gold paper. She had never thought that her taciturn brother would become so cruel.

What exactly did he go through during this period of time?

With a casual flick, Ron threw the torn off arm in front of Vera, with several fingers still curled up nervously.

"Don't you want to go back to Melville? I'll give it back to you...but can you do it in installments?"

As he spoke, one of Ron's hands had already reached out to Melville's other arm.

Vera shook her head almost desperately: "No...no, no, no, no..."

laugh!

The second voice sounded, and Melville's right arm also detached from his body.

He didn't even have the strength to scream, his eyes rolled randomly, and the unbearable pain left Melville's body with only nervous twitches.

This arm was thrown in front of Lidya by Ron.

Looking at the bloody arm, Lidya felt that her abdomen was rolling violently, and she could vomit at any time.

Until this moment, they finally understood what kind of opponent they had provoked this time.

Lydia and Vera tried to stop them, but quickly stopped.

There were waves of tingling sensations on their skin, like needle pricks, and they knew they were being targeted.

It's Charlene.

Although she signed a high-level contract document involuntarily and became Ron's slave, the constraints of the contract made Charlene instinctively block in front of Ron and would not put her master in any danger.

The slender arms were hanging down, and the tip of the knife, which was naturally facing downwards, flashed with blue light, obviously smeared with deadly poison.

Not to mention this, a figure also appeared quietly behind Vera and Lidya.

It's Delores.

The princess who had been watching the excitement finally appeared on the stage. She completely left the stage to the person she likes to perform, but she would never allow anyone to hurt her person she likes.

Different from the eerie Charlene.

Dolores was fair and aboveboard, with absolutely no intention of being secretive. She proudly puffed out her chest and raised her head. Even at night, her long golden hair still shone brightly.

A pair of lotus-like arms were intertwined in front of his chest, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth as he stared at the two figures in front of him.

Charlene and Dolores are not weak.

Vera's strength is much inferior, but Lidya is a real witch, but being locked by two auras at the same time, even Lidya dare not act rashly.

Excessive blood loss made Melville's body become weaker and weaker, because both arms were pulled off, and the body without the support of the spear could no longer bear it, and fell to the ground with a thud.

When he fell, he was a little unlucky, and he pressed directly on the wound on his right arm. The sharp pain for a moment made Melville twitch again, and he groaned in pain.

Ron showed no mercy to Melville at all. He trampled on Melville's abdomen with one foot and grabbed Melville's intact right leg with one hand.

In Melville's almost desperate and frightened eyes, with a sneer, one leg detached from his body and was thrown by Ron.

Melville no longer even had the strength to scream. His body was just following instinct and was squirming in an extremely subtle manner.

laugh!

The last part was separated from the body, and at this moment, Melville only had a human stick left.

His eyes were dull, like glass beads. When the shadow of the iron-wood staff appeared above his head, he finally showed fear, and his head shook subconsciously.

Even if he has turned into a human stick, he still wants to survive. This is the instinct of survival.

Then……

ｐｉａ!

The head of the ironwood staff was smashed.

Melville's head turned to mush.

His body jerked violently, and immediately there was no movement at all.

It seems that this Melville eldest son is not as good as Herman, and he has not been attracted by the repairman.

At the moment Melville died, Ron felt relaxed all over his body, as if some kind of shackles had been released from his body.

Ron knew that it was the last obsession left by the original owner of the body.

But now, this obsession has disappeared.

Elsa's figure quietly emerged from behind Ron.

No one could see it, but a dark thread floated silently.

Just like every time Ron killed someone, Elsa tried to absorb this thread.

But this time, something unexpected happened.

The dark thread was about to float to Elsa's position, but suddenly turned a corner in mid-air and floated towards Ron's right hand.

Not to mention this, more light gray mist appeared on Melville's body, which was swallowed up by Ron's right hand silently.

Been intercepted?

Elsa on Ron's shoulder had a look of surprise on her face, and then she puffed up her cheeks, obviously a little unhappy.

In Ron's right hand, he was holding a gray-black crystal.

Undead crystal.

The props obtained from the previous lottery... As for the effect, it can be used to store the soul that has just lost its life.

There was very little movement in this scene.

No one saw it except Elsa.

No one will find out that Melville's soul is constantly struggling, roaring, and roaring in the undead crystal.

At this moment, Melville was in an unprecedented state of fear. He didn't know exactly where he was. He only knew that he was surrounded by a rich darkness, permeating with an unbearable coldness.

He could see the outside world, he could see Ron, who he hated so much, and he could see his broken body on the ground.

I can see my sister Vera opposite, and I can see the third princess Lidya.

He shouted loudly, but they could not hear him.

He wanted to rush out from here, but the invisible barrier turned into a cage, blocking him.

A deep sense of powerlessness is tormenting a broken soul full of fear.

The night wind blew by, and the strong smell of blood gradually dissipated.

The weather was not cold, but both Lidya and Vera were shivering. They both knew that this time, they were in trouble.

Holding the bloody ironwood staff with one hand, Ron grinned, and his deep voice echoed in the night: "From today on, I, Ron, have nothing to do with the Copperfield family."

From this moment on, Ron completely cut off all the entanglements in the past.

Lidya sighed and grabbed her hair a little irritably, so that the originally smooth hair became messy.

The attempt to win over Ron failed completely, and Melville died. This was probably the worst ending.

She looked at Ron with complicated eyes: "Actually, after I heard that you were a prophet, I gave up assassinating you..."

"After all, if you are truly a prophet, bringing you back to the Theocracy will be of great help to the Theocracy, and the Theocracy is your home country."

"But Melville didn't obey my orders."

"And now, you killed Melville again. In order to appease your grandfather's anger, I can only capture you... I'm sorry, this process may not be too gentle. If you are not careful, you may be killed."

No, not accidentally.

Even if Ron is not a prophet, he must still have similar abilities.

If such an existence could be used by the Spang Theocracy, it would definitely bring great benefits to the Theocracy and the Heart of Nature Church.

But Ron has completely broken up with the Spang Theocracy. Perhaps, trying to assassinate Ron from the beginning was a mistake.

Until now, Lidya's heart is filled with regret.

But regret will not interfere with Lydia's decision. Ron stayed in the Kingdom of Granville, which was a disaster for the Theocracy.

Before, with Melville as a hostage in Ron's hands, Lydia did not dare to act rashly, but now, the hostage is dead.

The shackles that restricted the witch no longer exist!

It has nothing to do with personal grudges. For the sake of the Theocracy, Ron must die!

In some ways, Lydia is a woman somewhat similar to Dolores.

Whether they are the eldest princess or the third princess, what they have in their hearts is their country, and they are willing to sacrifice everything for this country.

Even after killing Ron, she would most likely not be able to escape from Granville alive.

Of course, there is another reason.

Her body had that terrible reaction to the sight of Ron.

No matter how unwilling Lidya was to accept it, she had to admit that it was desire.

She didn't know what the reason was, but she was sure that when she tried to control Ron with consciousness manipulation, she suffered some kind of special erosion. This erosion caused her to look like Ron whenever she saw him. The most shameless prostitute is as hairy as the most shameless prostitute.

And the only way she wants to return to normal is to eliminate the source of the erosion, which is Ron!

call!

In the night, paleness surges.

The long hair on Lidya's back was fluttering in the wind.

Above the head, a layer of clouds originally covered the sky.

But at this moment, layers of dense clouds automatically dispersed towards both sides, and the silvery white moonlight scattered from the sky again. It was like rivers running through the night, gathering on Lidya's long hair and igniting little bits of fluorescent light.

In an instant, Lidya was as elegant and noble as a goddess descending from the bright moon.

A black mask appeared in Lidya's palm, covering that soft and enchanting face.

Above the black mask, there is a crescent moon.

The moment he saw the mask, Ron, who had always been very calm, suddenly changed his expression.

He has seen this mask before.

There is almost no difference between the mask on the face of the black girl in the boat, the cabin, and the two coffins.

The first chapter is 4,000 words, and the next chapter will be in an hour. Today should be another 17,800 words update.