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

In the spiritual space, Ron could clearly see a white dot slowly approaching three meters behind him.

The white dot symbolizes the followers of the Eternal Free Sect.

At this moment, there was only one believer of the Eternal Freedom Sect who would sneak into his room silently and in an extremely strange way.

Come to assassinate your own apostle!

If Ron's consciousness returns now, his physical body will definitely tremble and he will break out in a cold sweat.

He has obviously arranged warning magic at the door and window. This warning magic is a lost secret technique recorded in Ostara's fragment.

Moreover, the warning magic itself is very secretive, and even if its strength far exceeds its own, it will be difficult to detect it.

Being able to not trigger the warning magic at all, and then contact the location where the other party appeared, this apostle seemed to have entered the room through some kind of wall penetration technique.

Of course, even if you have the ability to penetrate walls, you will still be detected by the 360-degree warning magic when you are two meters away from Ron.

Although the time left for Ron was not much, it was still okay to barely use extreme dodge. At least he could avoid the opponent's first sneak attack. Although he was startled at the beginning, there was no need to worry about the real danger.

Ron's consciousness gradually withdrew from the spiritual space and returned to the body.

He silently opened a book on the table in front of him, "The Spiral of Truth"!

This is not a very popular book. The content of the book is obscure and difficult to understand, and only some scholars can delve into it.

Ron's eyes fell on the words, but his consciousness was thinking.

Wall penetration!

It seems that no one among the thirteen apostles can use this skill... No, although there is no skill directly called wall penetration, there seems to be a guy who is good at using earth escape and can achieve similar effects.

The ninth seat of the Thirteen Apostles, the ghost assassin, Charlene!

A female apostle who is good at disguise and assassination, her strength is pretty good, but her IQ is a little...well, she's not very outstanding, she's not stupid, she just lacks a brain and looks a bit cute.

In my impression, she was a woman who wore tight leather clothes all day long. Her appearance was okay, but she was a bit different from Irelia and Dolores.

What really catches the player's attention is the absolutely hot figure wrapped in a tight leather jacket, especially a pair of exaggerated long legs.

What is really weird is that Agnes, one of the Four Pillars of God's Favorites from the Eternal Freedom Sect, worships him like a god.

And now, Charlene, one of the Thirteen Apostles, is preparing to take her own life.

Ron's bad habit happened again. No matter how stressful and exciting the environment was, some distracting thoughts that had nothing to do with the situation at hand would always appear in his mind.

Charlene should have almost touched the warning magic.

Ron didn't pick up the iron-wood staff and hit it behind him. Charlene would probably dodge it. If it hit the floor and penetrated the floor, a large amount of compensation would be required.

Wow...

Ron turned to the next page, staring at the "Spiral of Truth" in front of him from beginning to end, as if he was completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Under the soft magic lamp, a translucent shadow looms, very shallow, but if you keep staring for a long time, you can still see the outline of a woman.

A sharp dagger has quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Two meters!

As long as she gets closer, at a distance of 1.5 meters, she can guarantee that no one can escape her sneak attack.

Charlene is the best killer.

The quality that a killer needs most is patience... Even if the man's vest is right in front of her eyes, she will not have any impulse. No matter what kind of task she is performing, Charlene will ensure that her success rate reaches one percent. Hundred.

She didn't show the slightest disdain because Ron was still reading.

As a killer, laughing at your target is the stupidest thing you can do.

The dagger has been lifted by Charlene. As long as she takes another step forward, the sharp dagger will instantly escape from Charlene's palm and then appear in Ron's heart.

The Eternal Free Church does not allow apostates to exist.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the front:

"Charlene...hello."

Mental interference!

Buzz!

A soft voice floated in her ears. Charlene, who had just raised her long legs, suddenly stopped in place, and her chestnut eyes suddenly shrank. The impact of the sudden soft voice was no less than thunder, and Charlene lost the ability to think for a moment.

"Ah, be careful with the vase on your left, don't touch it..."

That soft voice was like some kind of guidance. Charlene turned around suddenly, and her flying belt just hit the vase by the window.

Snap.

The vase fell from the window sill and broke into pieces.

"What a shame..." Ron sighed.

Seeing the broken pieces on the ground and the water droplets splashing on the tights, a chill rushed from the soles of Charlene's feet to her forehead.

Ron...he had known for a long time that he was planning to assassinate him.

Know your presence in the room.

He even knew his exact location and his name.

The scariest thing is knowing you're going to break the vase next to the window?

Could it be that the rumored ancient scholar kidnapped by the Eternal Freedom Sect is actually a prophet? Is this true?

Except for the prophet, Charlene could not understand at all who could possess such mysterious power.

Looking at the man in front of him, he was still sitting quietly in front of the desk. He seemed to dislike that the gas lamp on the desk was a little dim and turned it a little brighter. From the beginning to the end, the man did not turn his head to look at him, as if he, the killer, was far inferior to him. The words in front of him attracted his attention even more.

However, that mysterious demeanor of being in control permeated the entire room.

Charlene couldn't even muster the courage to continue the assassination after her whereabouts were exposed... Since the other party was a prophet and knew everything, Ron had already controlled her next actions.

There is no point in continuing the assassination. He must have been prepared to deal with it.

"Eh? Don't you go ahead and do it?" Ron's voice came from the desk: "As long as you go a little further, within a range of one and a half meters, your assassination is the most terrifying of all killers."

"Your special talent can make the dagger in your hand appear instantly... ah no, it should be said to replace a part of the other person's heart, thereby directly taking away the other person's life."

Ahhhh... Charlene pursed her lips, look, look, look, he really knows everything.

He even knew her special talent, which was her biggest secret.

The believers of the Eternal Freedom Sect, and even the Four-Pillar Divine Envoy, only know that she has a very high success rate in assassination when she is close to her, and she almost never misses, but they don't know exactly how she does it.

But the man in front of her could directly tell her talent.

Fortunately, he didn't take action. He must have taken measures to deal with his talent, such as magical interference. Otherwise, there would not be obvious disappointment in his tone.

If Ron had known that he would come to kill him, then the surroundings of this room...

Charlene's eyes shrank again, her body tensed, and she peered around with the corner of her eyes. Although the room was quiet, it seemed that a powerful enemy might appear from the void at any time.

She was not in a hurry to escape. It was the stupidest behavior to expose her back to the other party when there might be an ambush around her.

Of course, Charlene didn't know that her actions had revealed all her innermost thoughts.

"Please do not worry."

"I'm the only one in the room." Ron's voice came from the front again, as soft and calm as ever, without any fluctuation.

"There is a chair behind you, you can sit down first."

Tsk, only a fool would believe it, Charlene muttered in her heart.

Snapped.

Ron finally closed the book in front of him.

He sighed quietly, seeming a little regretful that the rare time of being able to read was broken.

"Would you like something to drink? Coffee or black tea?" Ron stretched his arms and walked towards the cabinet next to him. There was a kettle and several cups on it, plus some ground and prepared instant coffee and black tea. .

As if she felt that there was no point in continuing to remain invisible, Charlene pursed her lips and finally dispelled the invisibility spell.

She opened her mouth slightly, but Ron didn't give her a chance to speak: "Let's have coffee. You seem to like coffee very much. Have you been drinking it in the hall all morning?"

Charlene's expression changed again.

This man had noticed her a long time ago, so she thought her casual clothes were perfect for hiding.

He really knows everything.

This feeling of having everything seen through made Charlene feel a strong sense of frustration.

Charlene did not try to escape again. She was convinced that in the face of this controlling existence, any attempt to escape or assassinate would be in vain.

Charlene has carried out hundreds of missions, but has never encountered such a formidable enemy.

The only good thing is that the other party doesn't seem to have any plans to kill him for the time being.

At this moment, Ron, who was holding two cups of coffee, finally turned around and glanced at the very obedient female assassin sitting on the chair. Well, it was the same as in the memory... No, it was even more exaggerated than in the memory, tight and tight. Clothes are indeed the most flattering clothing.

Look at her plump chest, slender waist, and especially her exaggerated long legs. Even a woman who doesn't look particularly outstanding still adds to her heart-stirring charm.

It seems that to facilitate the assassination, her chestnut hair was cut short, just reaching her mouth, giving people a clean and neat feeling. In fact, Charlene can also afford the word good-looking, but compared to Delores, Christie A top beauty like An is just a little inferior.

A white belt that was completely opposite to the black tights was tied around her waist. It was this belt that accidentally broke the vase just now.

Although from Ron's perspective, Charlene's waist was slender enough that she didn't need a belt to accentuate it...

Ron handed over a cup of coffee.

The slender fingers wrapped in black gauze cloth took the coffee obediently and quietly.

"By the way, which one of the four divine messengers asked you to kill me? Agnes?"

"Probably not. Agnes has a very good relationship with me."

Charlene shook her hand and her face changed slightly. The target of the assassination this time was actually very close to Lady Agnes, one of the Four Pillars of God?

Could it be that this assassination was not just about apostasy, but also involved a power struggle within the Eternal Freedom Sect?

Damn it, if she had known this, she would not have accepted the task of assassinating Ron.

The internal strife among the four pillars of divine envoys was not something she, as an apostle, could intervene in.

Disturbed, Charlene habitually brought the coffee to her lips.

She had to complain that even the seemingly omnipotent prophet had some things that he was not good at.

The coffee was brewed very poorly, and there were even lumps that didn't spread out.

Taking small sips, she drank up all the coffee in two gulps. Charlene was not worried that Ron would poison the coffee. After all, for this being who controls everything, there was no need to poison the coffee. ...He could kill her at any time by just placing some experts in the room.

He kept his own life probably just to get some information from her...

Charlene thought so.

Then, a strong wave of tiredness swept over her, and Charlene felt that her eyelids were extremely heavy, and she might close them at any time.

She raised her head suddenly, her voice filled with incredible surprise: "You...you put drugs in the coffee?"

You are a prophet...I believe in you so much!

The bitterness of the coffee masked the taste of the potion.

As soon as he raised his head, his chestnut eyes met Ron's shining silver eyes.

Mental interference!

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